Fake daughters are wealthy

When the young reporter saw that she was going to make a phone call and said her company name accurately, her eyelids jumped twice, but she was still too flustered.

After a few minutes.

The mobile phone rang, and the night was extraordinarily clear.

Subconsciously, he glanced at He who was confronting him, his heart beat faster, he touched her mobile phone and looked at the display, it turned out that it was my phone number.

Too good...

Still holding a little bit of luck, Xia picked up: "Hey, team leader..."

It takes a second.

Then his complexion changed suddenly, Qingke was reddish, and the red was black, and he didn't know what was said there, just a dozen seconds.

The young reporter hung up the phone as quickly as an electric shock, then gritted his teeth, and silently handed the camera over, the voice said: "Yes, I took two pictures."

After only taking two pictures, Qiao Nian was keenly aware of it, and immediately came to find him.

The young reporter looked at the camera, clicked and deleted it, and forgot to pick up the memory card behind the camera, and said bluntly in front of the audience: "The things are taken away."

Now you squatted for a while and all the photos you took were posted in it. The reporter was really too resigned. Seeing the girl leave, she opened her mouth and complained: "Did I delete the photos at Shita? Why did you take away the memory card? Yes Too good at restoring photos with the internal memory, there are still such things in it, time can be too good..."

Unexpectedly, the girl turned her head in the sky, and glanced at it very meaningfully: "Tai Neng."

The reporter's face flushed suddenly: "When..."

I am so angry that I am so angry that our peace is bullying, and the bullying is ordinary and has no background.

His expression became distorted and humiliated, as if he was wronged by you.

The girl seemed to see what she was thinking, and snorted, her eyes were clearly cold, but it seemed that there was a prairie fire hidden: "You can hit the idea on an unrelated person and child, and because you don't get along with me When I left, the memory card was uploaded, and I was wronged. This is really wronged, so just be wronged!"

Embarrassed and embarrassing, the young reporter was punctured. She forgot to control her facial expressions all day long, and she couldn't put on her normal and bullied angry look.

Reporters want to get involved too much, and stay away from it.

After a two-pass, the surrounding area was empty. As soon as she left the circle of people, she stood there alone like a jumping beam.

**

"Sister Qiao, where has the time been?"

Just as Qiao Nian got the memory card back, she happened to run into Ye Wangchuan and his party who had finished greeting Wen Ruxia.

Qin Si seemed to be returning from the reporter's side, so he asked curiously.

Qiao Nian put the memory card in his pocket in a calm manner, and didn't mention the reporter who took the sneak shot in front of the guy, but said, "I saw the acquaintance, so we had a chat."

"Is there still acquaintance here?" Qin Si looked at the row of reporters who hadn't left yet, and felt that it seemed particularly conspicuous when he appeared.

I didn't think much about it, I just wondered how Qiao Nian would know these reporters.

Only after Ye Wangchuan handed the guy a candy, he glanced at the group of reporters squatting outside the hotel, didn't say anything, his eyes were too cold to pass.

"Let's go back first." Xia Shitian diverted Qin Si's attention and let Qin Si pass the car.

Qin Si brought the car keys, turned around and called Zhang Yang to get the car together.

Zhang Yang was the only one who played with me, of course, he won the game with him if he said too much.

After walking around two times, the surrounding area became much quieter.

Qiao Nian thought of something in the sky, turned around and asked Ye Wangchuan: "By the way, where do you want Chenchen to go?"

(End of this chapter)