Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Although she and Chu Beibei had only met on the Internet for a few days, she could feel that the other party was a little warm man, and she could bully him as much as possible.

The screen was blank for a while before a line appeared: "Yes! Or, shall we inspect the goods first?"

Pei Qiqi looked at and laughed for a long time.

"Little kid."

... Tang Yu over there smiled, and gently stroked the screen with his fingers, as if touching her little face.

Qiqi, if I can give you a little happiness, I am willing to do my best.

He pressed the inside line and called Xiao Ran, "Arrange, that day's press conference, cancel the exclusive."

Xiao Ran was surprised. This exclusive has been cancelled, so there must be a default?

But it is not convenient to ask, just write it down and leave.

...

On the day of the Robot 7 conference, the grand occasion was unprecedented, because there was a gossip from inside Marvel that there was a mysterious guest today.

The reporter came to the venue early and took the most powerful position to shoot the location. Only when the time was up could they be stationed in the hotel lobby.

Pei Qiqi and Lao Kan came together, and the venue was at the Central Hotel of Science and Technology Park in City B.

Qiuyang is rare and a little bit fierce, Pei Qiqi and Lao Kan look oily.

He lowered his head and looked at Pei Qiqi's small face, "Why would you want to learn photography? It's great that girls blow air conditioners in the office!"

Pei Qiqi smiled and wiped his sweat with a tissue. "I thought I would just go to a place with a beautiful view and take a few beautiful photos. I would never know how to be a paparazzi."

He patted her comfortingly, "After a while, I will apply to the editor-in-chief to return to City H, and then I will pick you up."

In that tone, it was said that Pei Qiqi was like a piece of his little luggage. Although it was plain and plain, it was already extremely rare for Pei Qiqi.

His eyes were a little hot, and he continued to look at the entrance without saying anything.

At about 9:30, several black RVs lined up in front of the hotel, all Rolls-Royce Phantoms, and the golden goddess stood proudly in the sun.

The driver got out of the car, walked to the door of the second car, opened the door, and got out of the car with a clear figure.

Tang Yu calmly buttoned up a button of his suit, and he was accustomed to the siege of many reporters.

"Mr. Tang, this time the new product has been so confidential, there is still half an hour before the press conference, can you disclose it in advance?"

"Mr. Tang, I heard that you personally participated in this creative design this time. Does it have a special meaning to you?"

...

...

With the spotlights everywhere, Tang Yu was escorted by the security personnel and walked forward, never answering the reporter's questions.

Suddenly, he paused--

Ahead, is Pei Qiqi.

She is holding a cumbersome camera to shoot at him, wearing a black T and jeans, which is really not very eye-catching.

However, his seven-seven-seven, even if he wears a sack, he can recognize it and think it looks good.

Tang Yu didn't move. Pei Qiqi's hand holding the camera froze. In the lens, his eyes were looking straight at her...

The camera was put down, just standing like that, looking at him foolishly.

Tang Yu walked straight toward this side and stood in front of her before she took a step back.

He stood in front of her with a low and deep voice: "Is it Miss Pei from Jiaren Magazine?"

What does he mean?

Pei Qiqi didn't say a word, her eyes widened slightly, her long eyelashes trembling lightly.