In Shu Ge's memory, at least so far, he has never seen him dress so formally and his breathing is frozen.

This man is really...

No matter what you wear, it will be a blowout.

Of course, not wearing more a.

I really can't imagine that such a big man had contact with him when he was sitting in the audience.

"Good evening everyone."

The calm and magnetic sound floated out, which made all the media at the scene boil. At the instructions of the staff of the Chief Executive Officer, they began to ask questions enthusiastically.

"Is it the arrangement of the head of state that the Third Master died when he went to West Africa?"

"In recent years, the Third Master has been peacekeeping in S country and has made contributions. I wonder what level will he be promoted to after returning to China this time?"

"It is reported that the Third Master will participate in the next head of state election, and the Head of State Chu is also interested in supporting you, and the whole people also believe that you will be the next heir with the most hope of being elected. What do you think about this?"

Most of the questions will be answered by the public relations of the head of state around Fu Nanting.

Fu Nanting sat on one side, his hands and fingers crossed, and he added a few sentences from time to time.

Shu Ge opened the memo of the notebook, which was filled with questions prepared on the way.

But until now, I have not mentioned a single question.

Finally, the man on the stage glanced over her and frowned slightly.

Why didn't you say anything for a long time? Can't you rob other reporters?

Useless.

Then, he turned around and whispered to the public relations staff around him.

The public relations staff made a pause to answer questions and the audience calmed down.

Looking at Shu Ge again.

Shu Ge was shocked by the other party and heard him speak:

"It seems that Huazhou TV hasn't asked about it yet."

Shu Ge paused and saw that the other party was waiting patiently for him. He came back to his senses and quickly recovered his emotions. He took the microphone and stood up to ask questions.

…

The questioning session ended and the tips came to an end.

The public relations staff announced: "At the last minute, Mr. Fu will accept a separate visit from a media friend."

The audience immediately started to make noise, and many representatives from large media raised their hands enthusiastically.

Who doesn’t want to interview a big shot who has just returned to China and may reach the highest position in the future?

Shu Ge's hand was just raised, and slowly prepared to put it down. Finally, he looked at Le Weitian and two colleagues at him in confusion, and finally raised it again.

According to the rules, this kind of person is trying to compete with the speed of hand. Generally, any company will click whoever raises its hand first.

I guess it wouldn't be the turn of myself who raised my hand in the end.

A few seconds later, the public relations officer pointed at him:

"Just Huazhou TV Station."

The audience was in an uproar again.

...

Backstage, lounge.

Shu Ge walked in with his notebook and a recorder in his arms, and saw the manly figure sitting on the sofa, waiting for him.

"Hello, Mr. General."

In this kind of formal occasion, she felt that it was more appropriate to call him for his title.

Maybe in the lounge, he took off his suit outside, and wrapped his majestic long body with a white shirt that fitted his body, outlining the beautiful and almost sharp muscle lines. At this moment, he raised his eyelids and felt a little unconscious, mixed with a faint sigh of pampering:

"Sitting in such a good seat, but not asking a few questions. It's a waste. If you have anything to ask, start asking now."

She had long guessed that their seats were arranged by him today.

A meal, honest answer:
Chapter completed!