sugar compound

The crowd on the subway on Saturday was no less than that on weekdays. Mi Cane carried the machine and was squeezed against the subway door by the crowd. He bent slightly to protect the machine in front of his chest. Cane can no longer see the machine in his hand, only knows that he is holding it, and now he can't even lower his head. A few girls in high heels are chatting and laughing in such a crowded crowd, and jostle around. Mi Cane can't bear it anymore:

"Don't squeeze, can't you stand still?"

The girls from Communication University with exquisite makeup rolled their eyes at Mi Cane, and Mi Cane responded with the same roll of eyes.

Finally arrived at the CBD station, Micane breathed a sigh of relief when he squeezed out of the crowd. The shirt he just changed in the morning was already sweaty and wrinkled.Fortunately, there is no need to go out of the subway to be exposed to the sun. There is an exit directly leading to the Jinao Hotel.

Today, Baikang Group held a new product launch conference at the Jin'ao Hotel, which was also considered a high-end reception, and Mi Cane was going to be filmed.

Of course he is not the cameraman that Bokang was looking for. He is from a local media called "Ningcheng Stuff". It is said that the media has an app with less than [-] downloads. Popular events increase fans to advertise.

In fact, Mi Cane did not have an official admission ticket this time. It was because the editor-in-chief greeted the Minister of Security at the reception in advance, allowing him to mix with a group of mainstream media to shoot.

Bokang is one of the earliest enterprises in Ningcheng. Before rice cane arrived in Ningcheng, this enterprise was already a household name in China.

Bokang makes electronic equipment, the most common ones are mobile phones and computers.From freshman year to graduation to working year, Mi Cane used the same mobile phone made by Bokang, which was bought for [-] yuan. Although the paint has faded, the quality is still high.

When Mi Cane arrived, the press conference had already started, and he was led by the security guard into the reception hall through the small door.The reception hall can accommodate [-] to [-] people, except for the well-dressed celebrities, they are all kinds of media with machines and microphones on their shoulders.

At the end of the media group, Mi Zhe squeezed shamelessly to the camera of Xinminshe. The camera wore a hat and glanced at him. And the camera was set up next to the person.

This is the first row of the media seats. Although the angle is not in the middle, it is still close. The editor-in-chief probably won't scold him this time.

"buddies!"

Mi Cane patted the shoulder of the camera next to him. The camera had a Chinese character face, and his expression was neither sad nor happy. It seemed that he had been in this business for a long time. Mi Cane pointed to his machine:

"Will you watch for a while, I go to the bathroom?"

Xin Minshe's camera nodded, and Mi Cane thanked her repeatedly, then exited the lobby to find the restroom.The restroom was right next to the lobby, and he even pulled a few cubicle doors, but they were all closed. This was the first time he had seen the men's restroom so crowded.

Mi Zhe walked to the last door, pulled it, and it opened.Just when Mi Cane was about to rush in, he saw a child squatting in the corner of the cubicle.

"Fuck, what's the situation?"

Mi Cane said to himself, he took a step forward, the child looked four or five years old, he looked very good-looking, his eyes were really big, he was prettier than those child models on TV, but he was about to cry, he was wronged Baba stared at the rice cane.

"Hey, kid, do you go to the bathroom? If you don't, let me go, I'm suffocating."

The child was still staring at Mi Cane with his mouth shut. He was only squatting in a small corner of the cubicle. The toilet cubicles in five-star hotels are all luxurious, so Mi Cane clicked his tongue and asked symbolically. said to the child:

"Then I come in, and you just squat down?"

The child pursed his lips and nodded.

"My poop stinks."

The child looked a little hesitant, but after a while, he nodded.

Mi Cane walked into the cubicle, closed the door, and sat down on the toilet.

There were two people in the cubicle, and the rice cane was not so comfortable defecating. After he was almost done defecating, he looked at the child with some amusement:

"Does it stink?"

The child covered his nose with a pair of small white hands, and nodded towards Mi Cane with a frown.

After rice cane was flushed and ready to go out, she opened the door and said to the child:

"Keep squatting, I'm leaving."

When Mi Cane was washing her hands in the sink, she suddenly found a child standing next to her.

"Why are you coming out with me?"

Mi Zhi was a little surprised, just as he finished his sentence, the little white hand had already grabbed Mi Zhi's trouser seam.

"I rely on..."

Mi Zhe was a little helpless, he was anxious to go back to shoot, but the child suddenly fell in love with him at first sight, which made him a bit in a dilemma, Mi Zhe squatted down, and the child looked at the same level:

"Brother, how about you?"

The little boy pouted and shook his head, Mi Zhe asked again:

"what's your name?"

The little boy paused, and finally spoke:

"Noisy."

Rice cane nodded:

"Okay, Nao Nao, brother is going to work now, don't drag me, okay?"

Nao Nao shook his head.

Now surrounded by celebrities and media coming and going, Mi Cane was asked to send the child to the service center on the first floor and explain all the ins and outs. The press conference was about to end, and Mi Cane sighed:

"Okay, you can follow me, but you are not allowed to talk or cry. I will take you to an adult after work, okay?"

Nao Nao nodded firmly.

Rice cane reached out:

"Come on, hold me."

Nao Nao obediently stuffed his little hand into Mi Cane's.

When Mi Zhe led a child back to the media booth, the eldest brother from Xinminshe looked at him strangely several times, and Mi Zhe could only smile bitterly at him:

"Thank you, brother, what, did their little boss come out to speak?"

The president of Bokang will come out to speak at today's press conference. The big boss is the chairman, who is also the president's father, so the president is called the little boss by Mi Cane.

The camera brother next to him frowned:

"You mean Mr. Zhao?"

"That's right, that's Mr. Zhao."

According to folklore, President Bokang is the No. 40 voted by women aged 1 to [-] who want him to be her husband the most. He is super rich, handsome, and single.

Before coming here, Mi Zhi had seen the photo of the little boss. If he was handsome, he was actually a little bit more handsome than Mi Zhi.

"not yet."

Don't worry Mi Cane, that's good, because the editor-in-chief not only wants video materials, but also pictures of the little boss, after all, a 40-year-old woman.

Mi Cane took the DSLR out of the DSLR bag, adjusted the sensitivity and focus, and prepared to take ten consecutive shots for Mr. Zhao who is about to play.

Nao Nao sat obediently on the side, looking at the eyelashes from Mi Cane's point of view, according to the words on the Internet, it was against the sky. Before Mr. Zhao came up, Mi Zhi squatted down to talk to Nao Nao.

"Baby, why are you squatting in the toilet alone?"

The child was still wearing a small suit, probably a lost child of a celebrity, but now no one is frantically looking for the child, Mi Zhe felt strange.

Nao Nao looked at Mi Cane:

"Pee."

"What about you, my lord? Your mother? Your father? Your grandparents?"

Nao Nao blinked his eyes twice in confusion, Mi Zhe suddenly heard the sound of shutters around him one after another, stood up quickly, and began to press the shutter frantically before anyone could see clearly.

Mi Cane found the legendary Mr. Zhao in the camera, wearing a suit that Mi Cane couldn't afford at first glance, and walked onto the stage with an indifferent expression.

Mi Cane said to himself while clapping:

"Indeed, quite handsome."

"father!"

Nao Nao's voice was not low, and it was mixed with surprises, which more or less attracted the attention of some media who were not taking pictures of Zhao Linxiu seriously. Mi Zhi lowered his head anxiously and stared at Nao Nao:

"Who is your father! Don't yell, I'm not married yet!"

After finishing speaking, he continued to turn his head to pat Zhao Linxiu, flattened his mouth aggrievedly, stared at the people on the stage and fell silent.

Zhao Linxiu, the technical director, and the host sat on the stage and started a conversation. Zhao Linxiu didn't say much, and he was listening most of the time, but it didn't prevent most of the cameras from still facing him.

I don't know when it started, Mi Cane suddenly felt that Mr. Zhao's eyes were looking at his side frequently. He took a lot of photos of Zhao Linxiu staring at the camera.

As soon as Mi Cane turned his gaze, he saw the logo of Xinminshe on the side. After thinking about it, he was probably looking at the camera of Xinminshe.

Mi Cane smiled and slammed into the camera brother next to him:

"Thank you buddy, I took several photos of Mr. Zhao staring at the camera for your Xinminshe's fame."

Xinminshe's camera turned to look at Mizae, with puzzlement and a little disgust in his eyes.