Open the Journal: I Drove a Helicopter

Um.

Wen Ting said that he just smiled and said nothing.

However, despite watching the fun, he couldn't help but worry about Lin Chen.

After all, it’s not like he hasn’t experienced similar things before.

Therefore, he could understand Lin Chen's current mood.

At this time, Su Qiming also felt that something was wrong with Wen Ting, so he asked curiously: "Mr. Wen, from just now to now, you have looked at me several times. What, is there something on my face?"

At the same time, the eyes of many people present fell on Wen Ting.

Only then did Wen Ting come to his senses.

"No no."

Seeing this, Su Qiming said: "That's good."

And Jiang Cheng also felt a little strange.

But he didn't say it out loud.

Su Qiming also looked at Lin Chen: "Lin Chen has really worked hard during this period."

Jiang Cheng also nodded: "President Su said that the chip was developed in one month. If it were us, it would be something we would never dare to think about, but Lin Chen, he did do it arrive."

Ma Dongsheng also laughed twice: "At first I thought Mr. Xiaolin was not simple, but now I see that he is indeed the best among men! Mr. Xiaolin really compares to many young talents today."

Hearing this, Lin Chen just smiled lightly: "Thank you, uncles."

"The chip can be developed, and everyone here has a contribution, as well as the scientific research institute. Without their help, the time for the chip to be developed will probably continue to be extended."

Wen Ting looked at Lin Chen and smiled: "You are always so humble."

Su Qiming also nodded: "Indeed, Mr. Wen is right. People like Mr. Xiaolin who are not arrogant in victory but not discouraged in defeat have great achievements."

One by one, they all started to pat Lin Chen’s rainbow fart.

They were talking to each other, and Lin Chen didn't know what to say.

At this time, Wen Ting suddenly said: "It's a pity that the old guy Luo Zhentian is not here on this occasion."

As he said that, he glanced at Lin Chen intentionally or unintentionally.

It seems to be hinting at something.

Lin Chen:

Why did he feel that Uncle Wen, who had always been indifferent to horse fleas, seemed to be beginning to understand that horse fleas were coming?

Seeing this, Wen Wen felt slightly embarrassed.

Then, Wen Ting's eyes fell on Luo Xin.

"Where's your dad?"

Luo Xin was stunned for a moment, and then said: "My father is on a business trip and won't be back for a few days."

Wen Ting nodded: "So that's it."

It's a pity that Luo Zhentian didn't come back.

It was not easy for Lin Chen's father-in-law to get together like this, but Luo Zhentian was the only one missing.

If they want to get together again, they will probably have to wait for the next opportunity.

However, he was a little curious, where could Luo Zhentian go on a business trip?

He can't even come back to days like Lin Chen's chip conference.

This is not like his temperament!

According to the past, he must be the first to arrive.

So, where did he go?

Suddenly, he had an idea in his mind.

Could it be Feizhou?

There is a huge possibility.

Lin Chen should know this, right?

Thinking about it, Wen Ting glanced at Lin Chen subconsciously.

Lin Chen turned his head and met Wen Ting's gaze.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that Wen Ting was a little weird.

The way he looked at people also made people feel a little numb.

But he didn't think too much.

After a few people drank a few cups of tea in the lounge, the press conference was about to begin.

So, everyone went out together.

There were already many spectators gathered in the hall outside.

Of course, more of them are representatives of major media, as well as some Internet celebrity bloggers and so on.

Most people come to see the jokes.

Obviously, they do not believe that they have developed a chip, let alone the sixth generation mobile communication technology.

For them, today's press conference is just a farce.

Most people come with the mentality of watching the fun.

Occasionally, there are a few supportive voices, but they are also scolded as leeks.

Leeks harvested by capitalists.

As a result, more and more people are afraid to speak.

Only some mocking voices continued.

"I didn't expect them to actually dare to hold a press conference. I just want to know how they dare!"

"That's right, anyone with a little bit of brains can guess that this kind of thing is fake and a scam, but there are still some people who believe in capitalists without any brains."

"He's been brainwashed! It is said that Pu Ling's chairman is not young, but he is very capable of brainwashing."

"How to say?"

"It is said that he is only twenty years old and is a master of violin and Chinese oil painting. Do you think it is possible? Even if he started learning from his mother's womb, it would be impossible, right?"

"What the hell, Grandmaster? Aren't Grandmasters usually aged in their seventies or eighty, old men with immortal demeanor? No matter how talented they are, they must be middle-aged, right?"

"So this matter is in the eye of the beholder, and the wise see the wisdom, understand? Anyway, I am

I won’t be a leek. "

At this time, someone also spoke silently.

"Actually, the Grandmaster thing is true. I am his fan. If you don't believe it, you can check the Art Awards. The president of the Huaxia Art Association personally certified it."

But before he could finish his words, he was shouted back.

"Don't talk to me about all these things. First, do you have common sense? Master? Has he been practicing piano and painting since he was born?"

"You women, looks are justice! As long as you are handsome, you will believe him if he says he is a god!"

"It's just that I have read so many books in vain when I have grown up so old. I don't even understand the most basic knowledge. I think you should go back and do some Baidu Baidu on what a master is before you talk to me."

After being reviled like this, the people who had just spoken out for Lin Chen no longer dared to speak.

After all, there were so many mouths around and she only had one.

You can't win.

At this moment, there was a big commotion from the front.

Those with cameras raised their cameras, and those without cameras raised their mobile phones.

At the previous entrance, a tall and handsome figure appeared and walked towards the first row.

The flashes of countless cameras began to shine.

"That one should be the chairman of Puling Group, right? The one who claims that they have created a new generation of chips? I have to say, he looks pretty good."

"So what? She looks good, but has a dark heart. She treats us people like leeks."

"Whether the chip thing is true or not, we will find out later."

"But I see that there are many people following him?"

"Holy shit! Isn't that the e-commerce tycoon Ma Dongsheng? Why is he here, or is he following Mr. Pu Ling?"

"Is he blatantly supporting Pu Ling by doing this?"

For a while, many people were confused.