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The final conversation is over, and this press conference is over, and Mi Cane closes the phone while talking to the noisy person sitting next to him:

"Naonao, I'll take you to the adults now, tell me, do you know what your mother or father's name is?"

Nao Nao raised his head against Mi Cane, pursed his lips and said nothing, Mi Cane sighed, picked up the machine on his back, and pulled Nao Nao out of the auditorium.

He planned to take Nao Nao to the service center, but when he just walked out of the auditorium, he was stopped by a man in a suit and glasses. The man's suit was ironed very neatly, and even the cuffs were as smooth as white paper. Four words popped out of my mind: gentle scum.

"Hi, may I ask if you picked up this child?"

Mi Zhi thought, could this person be the child's parent, and he nodded quickly:

"Hey, yes, I found it in the toilet, are you his family?"

Mi Cane shook her little hand, lowered her head and asked Nao Nao:

"Nao Nao, do you know him?"

The man turned his gaze away, still staring at the child in Mi Zhe's hands with cold eyes, Nao Nao shrank back a bit, and his voice was a bit resisted:

"do not know!"

The man looked at Mi Cane again:

"I'm not his family. His family is looking for him. You can check with me."

Mi Zhi stared at the man suspiciously, and the man continued:

"His family is over there in the break room."

Mi Zhe reluctantly believed the man with glasses in front of him, and led Nao Nao to the only lounge on this floor. The man knocked on the door and said outside:

"Mr. Zhao, I'm Qian Qi."

The door was opened from the inside, and Mi Zhi glanced at the person who opened the door inside, good guy, this guy is almost two meters away.Even if he was beaten to death, he would not believe that this man was the father of the little glutinous dumpling in his hand.

Before Mi Cane opened his mouth to question, the glutinous dumpling in his hand suddenly let go of his hand, and shouted "Dad" excitedly while running forward!

Seeing Nao Nao, Mi Zhe threw himself into the arms of a man. The man was wearing a suit that even Mi Zhe couldn't afford, and he was sitting on the sofa. , that man must be his father.

Mi Cane laughed twice:

"Well, Mr. Zhao, hello."

Zhao Linxiu was still sitting on the sofa, his expression remained unchanged, he just covered Nao Nao who threw himself into his arms with one hand, and looked at Mi Cane with sharp eyes.

Mi Cane stood there at a loss, after all, it was the first time he was watched alone by such a big person, and no one would feel natural.

"You picked up Nao Nao?"

Mi Zhi nodded respectfully, Nao Nao hugged Zhao Linxiu enough, and ran back to Mi Zhi's side, holding Mi Zhi's hand, trying to pull him into the lounge.

Mi Zhi wanted to bow and slip away quickly, but the young master held her tightly, and when Mi Zhi was in a dilemma, Zhao Linxiu spoke:

"Come in and sit."

Mi Zhi hesitated for a moment, then went into the lounge, chose a seat farthest from Zhao Linxiu and sat down respectfully.Zhao Linxiu gave the man in glasses a look, and the man in glasses took out a pen and paper from the inner pocket of his suit, and handed them to Mi Cane:

"Please write down your name and bank card number so that Mr. Zhao can thank you."

Mi Cane froze for a moment, then quickly waved his hands and shook his head:

"No, no, no need, really, it's easy to do with a little effort."

Mi Cane didn't take the paper and pen, the man with glasses looked at Zhao Linxiu, Zhao Linxiu gave him another look, the man with glasses put away the paper and pen, and took out another piece of paper, this time he handed it to Zhao Linxiu, Zhao Linxiu He took the pen and paper and wrote something chicly.

The man with glasses took the paper again, and walked up to the fidgeting Mi Cane:

"Mr. Zhao's little thought, please accept it."

Mi Cane yelled countless times in his heart, oh my god, is this the rich man? Check, check!For the first time in my life I've seen such a thing as a check!

On the surface, he still shook his head and waved his hands:

"It's really not necessary, Mr. Zhao, then what, if there's nothing else, I'll leave first, as long as the child is all right."

Saying that, Mi Zhi stood up, patted the back of Nao Nao's head, and immediately retracted her hand after the pat, and patted his precious son's head in front of Zhao Linxiu, Mi Zhi looked at Zhao Linxiu guilty, but luckily nothing happened Responding, he looked down at Nao Nao:

"Don't run around after making trouble, brother is gone."

After finishing speaking, he quickly bowed to Zhao Linxiu, and ran out with the wind on his feet, ignoring Xiao Nao Nao's tears coming out behind him, Nao Nao followed Mi Zhi for two steps before being picked up by Zhao Linxiu's assistant and carried him back Beside Zhao Linxiu, the assistant glanced at Zhao Linxiu:

"Mr. Zhao?"

Zhao Linxiu's eyes were fixed on the door, and in the next second, he turned his eyes away, looked at his son who was about to cry, and led him over, with a serious voice:

"Did Dad tell you to follow uncle obediently today?"

Nao Nao pursed his mouth, thinking that he really missed that big brother just now, his father is too fierce.

Mi Cane ran out and got off the elevator with everyone. He wiped off the cold sweat that had just been stimulated, his heart was still beating abnormally, and he actually picked up Bokang's future boss, the little boss!I also had a private conversation with the little boss!

He didn't dare to read how much was written on the check just now, and now he is holding his head on the machine and regretting it. The one that can be written on the check must be at least five digits. Here comes the check!

Thinking of seeing Zhao Linxiu in the waiting room just now, except for the small noise and the check, all that is left is that Zhao Linxiu is indeed the boss, with that temperament, that accent, and that face that both people and gods are angry with. his degree.

After going down to the first floor, Mi Cane came out of the Jinao Hotel. It was at noon, and Mi Cane felt that the tripod on his back could be melted under the sun. A can of Coke, just about to have lunch.

The reception starts at [-]:[-] in the evening, and he has to wait here until [-]:[-] to shoot the reception. It is said that there will be celebrities attending, and it is difficult to get in, but the editor-in-chief asked him to try his luck. After all, the reception is reviewed by Bokang's own staff. Yes, it has nothing to do with the Minister of Security.

After eating rice cane lunch for more than an hour, he reluctantly left the air-conditioned Shaxian snack until the waiter came out to look at him several times with strange eyes.

Mi Zhe returned to Jin’ao with the machine on his back. There were coffee shops and many shops whose names Mi Zhe couldn’t read in the lobby on the first floor, but he didn’t dare to go in and sit and wait. Ordering a cup of coffee would count as a day’s work for him.

Mi Cane found a hidden landscape tree. The tree was quite tall and had big leaves. Mi Cane sat down holding the machine at the least visible angle. It wasn’t that the security saw him as a homeless man. The same behavior will drive people away, but it is simply too embarrassing to be seen by others.

Mi Zhe sat there until after four o'clock in the afternoon. When he realized that the voice in the hall was getting louder and louder, he stood up, patted his buttocks, carried the machine on his shoulders, and followed the flow of people up again.

Bokang booked an entire floor for a reception, so when he got out of the elevator on the floor and walked less than ten meters, he was stopped and asked to show his media card.

Mi Cane quickly took out the media card that the editor-in-chief had prepared for him, with the logo of Ningcheng TV station printed on it, the young girl who stopped him frowned slightly, looked at his media card, and turned to the reception aisle After looking at it, he turned his head and asked Mi Cane suspiciously:

"The TV station just went in? Reported to five of us, and all of them went in. Why are you alone?"

Mi Cane's brows twitched, thinking oh my god, he's going to reveal his secrets, he looked devout and anxious:

"Originally there were five of them. There was an intern among them. He was not proficient in using the camera. I was asked to save the scene."

Mi Cane acted very much like a camera rushing to rescue the scene. He saw that the girl didn't believe it, so he adjusted the video from the camera in the morning and held it in front of the girl:

"Look, look, I filmed it in the morning, and Ningcheng TV Station arranged it in the first row of the media seats in the morning, don't you believe me?"

The girl paused for two seconds, Mi Cane thought he was going to be let in, but the girl was quite wary of him:

"Then make a phone call and ask someone inside to pick you up."

Mi Cane thought, it's over, I'm afraid I won't be able to get in this time.

Just as he was pretending to take out his mobile phone to make a call, a group of people hurried past him. Mi Zhe glanced at it and shouted loudly:

"Mr. Zhao, Mr. Zhao!"

The group of people stopped, and Mr. Zhao, who was walking in the middle of the crowd, turned his head and looked at the young man who was sweating profusely and shouted to stop him.

Mi Cane approached Zhao Linxiu in two or three steps, with a look of forgiveness and apology on his face:

"Mr. Zhao, what, I, I, I, I am the media, can you let me in?"

Zhao Linxiu looked at this familiar face, Mi Cane was holding the camera, a DSLR bag was slung across his body, and a tripod bag was on his back. His back was a little hunched, and his clothes were in tatters. He looked embarrassed and sad. .

Zhao Linxiu didn't expect to see this little reporter again. He glanced at the receptionist and pursed his lips:

"Let him in."

Before Mi Cane could tear up his tears, Zhao Linxiu turned around and continued walking.Mi Cane breathed a sigh of relief as if he had taken the imperial decree, and looked at the receptionist with a dull expression beside him with a smile on his face:

"Miss, I'm going in. You work very hard, and I really admire you, really."

After he finished speaking, he felt wind on his feet, and followed the group of people into the reception hall.