After rebirth, the ex-husband of the president knelt and wore the keyboard

"I……"

Ji Anzhi opened his mouth, but didn't say anything. Looking at his posture, he was indeed frightened.

She rarely accepts interviews, and she doesn't like to deal with such situations. If it weren't for this fragment of Song Tuo's manuscript in today's exhibit, she would never have appeared at all.

But now, being pulled out by the curator, she was instantly at a loss for such a grand introduction.

Shen stood in front of her, tightly protecting her, and said in an orderly manner to the reporters from all sides,

"Ms. Ji has just accepted a round of interviews, and her assistant will send relevant information to everyone later. If you have any questions now, just ask me."

He waved to Wen Siyu who was not far away, and the little girl quickly ran over.

"Take Master to rest, I'll be there later."

Before the reporters had time to respond to who this teacher Ji's assistant was, Ji Anzhi was escorted away from the crowd.

A reporter raised his voice and asked, "Excuse me, who is the assistant?"

Just as Wen Siyu was about to answer, Shen in the crowd said directly,

"It's me. If you have any questions, you can ask me."

"You...is this person Shen Ze? Is this Shen Ze from the Shen Group?" The reporter asked the people beside him in a low voice.

"Yes, it looks familiar to me, it seems to be on the trending search just now." The man replied.

This hot search instantly made everyone shift the topic to that picture, and one of the reporters who was not afraid of death asked him loudly,

"Excuse me, Mr. Shen, that picture was a hot search just now. Did you repost it to admit that the person kneeling on the keyboard in the picture is you?"

Shen Ze blinked, pursed his lips and revealed a slightly swaying smile,

"Yeah, it's all my fault for my poor management. I don't know who got the sneak shot, but all men are the same now. It's normal to kneel down on the keyboard occasionally, and I don't kneel often."

There were rustling discussions at the scene, and one of them continued to ask,

"Don't you feel ashamed? May I ask what kind of mentality is it that a dignified president is willing to be punished to kneel on the keyboard?"

Shen Ze asked him with a chuckle, "Aren't you afraid of your wife?"

The man smiled embarrassingly, "I'm afraid, I just didn't expect the dignified president to be afraid of his wife."

Shen immediately stretched out a finger and shook his head,

"No! I'm not afraid of my wife, I just love my wife, and look at who my wife is, the dignified Teacher Ji, right?"

"Then, do you think you are not worthy of an artist?"

An unknown voice came from nowhere, making the scene instantly quiet.

Shen Ze has thought about this question many times. He really thinks that he is not good enough for Ji Anzhi.

Ji Anzhi is so outstanding, and he seems to have nothing to sell except a little money.

He nodded seriously facing the camera,

"Yes, Teacher Ji is excellent. I have many shortcomings, but I am already working hard to speed up. I believe that in the near future, I can also become her pride."

This interview, which was originally conducted according to the rules, eventually turned into a gossip interview, but Ji Anzhi's popularity has increased several times in a short time.

She nestled on the sofa and threw her mobile phone on Shen Ze who was beside her.

"Look! What are you talking about!"

Shen Ze fed a piece of pineapple stuck in his hand into Ji Anzhi's mouth, then picked up his phone and glanced at it. The video of him being interviewed in the museum was playing on the screen.

He smiled, read it carefully, and answered Ji Anzhi seriously,

"Mandarin, it's good if you don't speak it, you don't have any dialect! Hey, I'm awesome."

Ji Anzhi kicked him angrily,

"Are you sick? How can you admit that kind of picture? Now people must think that I am so fierce that I made my husband kneel on the keyboard!"

Shen pointed to the courier that had just arrived at the side. He had already disassembled and disinfected it.

"So, did you prepare other things for me? I can understand shiatsu boards, washboards, and calculators. In short, what does that balloon mean?"

"Oh, just blow it up, kneel down, but it can't be broken, if it breaks..."

With a long voice, Ji Anzhi pointed to a white jade vase on the table, "Use that!"

"You won't hit me with a vase, will you?" Shen Ze was covered in cold sweat instantly, put his arms around Ji Anzhi's waist, buried his head in her neck, and acted like a baby in a low voice.

"No, it will kill me. It's nothing if I die, but if I die, you will remarry. I'm not reconciled!"

Ji Anzhi raised his chin, pointed at the vase, and then slowly moved it up. Shen Ze instantly understood,

"That feather duster on the top, that is to say, if the kneeling balloon explodes, you will be beaten?"

He let out a sigh of relief, "Scare me, it's nothing to hit twice, as long as it's not fatal, it's a trivial matter!"

Butler Zhou walked in with two flower pots in his arms, and after putting the things in his hands on the table,

Shen Ze couldn't laugh anymore, his facial features were twisted together, every cell in his body was filled with sadness,

"Among other things...cactus...are you serious? You don't want me anymore, right? Are you planning to kill me and find a younger handsome guy?"

To be honest, young handsome guys are a bit tempting to Ji Anzhi, but she is also at a loss for these two pots of prickly pears.

"I didn't buy this, where did it come from? And these two pots are obviously not bought by the same family."

Butler Zhou nodded and answered her with a smile,

"Madam has good eyesight. There is a pot here that the old madam ordered to run errands to buy." He pointed to the pot of cactus with a diameter of at least [-] centimeters. "This is it!"

"Is my mother stupid staying abroad! You ask her address and send her a cart of prickly pears there!" Shen Ze angrily scolded.

The housekeeper smiled politely, "It's not impossible, but if you do, I'm afraid your father will cut you off..."

Ji Anzhi was also amused by their conversation, but she was still a little curious,

"Then, what about the other pot, the one that's a bit smaller."

The housekeeper smiled and said, "Although this basin is a bit small, the thorns on it are very sharp. When I just brought it in, I accidentally touched it, and my hand bleeds instantly!"

After finishing speaking, he took off the small card on the flower pot and handed it to Ji Anzhi,

It says, (What sincerity is there for kneeling on the keyboard, my buddy will give you a big gift!)

"This is..." she asked in a low voice.

Shen Ze sighed heavily, "He Jiali, that bitch, is absolutely amazing. Sooner or later, he will be unlucky! At that time, I will laugh for half an hour! I will give him another ten pots of prickly pear balls!"