The Host is Tempted By the Female Partner Again

Because of the small number of people, there is basically no need to line up for the project. Ji Mingxiao and Xi Ruan basically played all the projects.

At 6:30, Ji Mingxiao and Xi Ruan separated. Ji Mingxiao had to go to the theater in advance to make preparations. The theater temporarily added a lot of spaces. After all the employees were packed in, the remaining seats would be allocated to lucky fans. The others should either stand or don't come in.

Ji Mingxiao changed his clothes, which was more formal than his previous casual wear. When he went out, he saw Ji Chanhan who was already sitting in the position. The two looked at each other and looked at Ji Chanhan. Ji Mingxiao couldn't bear it. She laughed, the other party was wearing a down jacket, looking a little bloated.

"Fu Zong."

"Mr. Ji, remind us that our annual meeting will be broadcast live on the whole network."

"Oh." Ji Chanhan was expressionless, "I look good in everything I wear."

"Okay, I will remember to let them give you a close-up when the time comes." Ji Mingxiao nodded.

Ji Chanhan:...

Zhuo Xi originally wanted to find Ji Mingxiao, but when he saw Ji Chanhan next to Ji Mingxiao, he was stunned for a moment and suddenly panicked. Finally, after hesitating for a few seconds, he turned and left.

The annual meeting is about to begin, and people have come in one after another, a little bit noisy.

But fortunately, everyone is observing the order. This theater can accommodate up to 5,000 people. When 5,000 people arrive, the rest cannot enter.

Those who did not enter have already started to cry on Weibo.

Who knows that when they come, they need to find a place to watch the live broadcast, although the tickets Ji Mingxiao gave them are already friendly reminders to line up early.

At the beginning of the annual meeting, Ji Mingxiao, as the president, would naturally go up to speak, reflect on the past and look forward to the future.

Ji Mingxiao's speech was very brief, and there was not much emotion, so he probably reported the situation.

After speaking, he returned to his position. After returning, he found out that Ji Chanhan didn't know when he changed his position to next to her. They basically sat in a casual position, and no one thought there was a big problem.

"What are you going to do?"

"What do you mean?"

"That woman."

"Does Ji always care about these gossips?"

"Isn't it normal that people like to eat melons?"

Ji Mingxiao glanced at Ji Chanhan, deeply felt that this person just wanted to watch the excitement.

"Don't worry, you are also a member of the melon, and you must be notified when I open the melon." Ji Mingxiao showed a kind smile, "If you want, I can also special @你 on Weibo."

Ji Chanhan squinted his eyes and turned to look at the stage.

"To be honest, this is the first time I have seen someone so anxious to eat their own melons."

Ji Chanhan:...

"I don't have anything black."

"Well, at most you don't know how to pity and cherish jade, and you don't have a gentleman's demeanor."

"I didn't have it in the first place." Ji Chanhan gave Ji Mingxiao a look, "If you didn't have the same sexuality as me, I wouldn't be sitting with you."

Ji Mingxiao rolled his eyes angrily: "I can't tell, you are so narcissistic."

"Good-looking, rich, no way."

Ji Mingxiao: Never thought that President Ji was actually a sand sculpture.

She chose to shut up.

The camera just scanned Ji Mingxiao and Ji Chanhan, and just put Ji Mingxiao's disgusting eyes on the big screen, accompanied by the bloated Ji Chanhan around him, and a proper emoticon pack.

Ji Mingxiao glanced at the big screen: "Really, it doesn't look good."

"That's a problem with your equipment." Ji Chanhan was expressionless, and silently pulled down his hat, "Can't you be afraid of the cold?"

"It's so hot in the stadium, it's so cold." Ji Mingxiao noticed that the camera hadn't gone yet, waved his hand and motioned to stay away from him.

However, the camera is still facing her.

Ji Mingxiao had heard someone laughing behind her. She sat upright, expressionless, posing for a meeting, and the camera left after a while.

"Why don't you have any prestige." Ji Chanhan showed his face.

"Why can you be so naive as a thirty person?"

"Sorry, I am twenty-nine, not thirty, I should be younger than you."

Ji Mingxiao Gang wanted to give Ji Chanhan a look of contempt, and noticed that the camera seemed to be coming to him again, and he abruptly held back.

Xi Ruan’s position is on the fifth row, not far away, and the camera has also caught her several times. Xi Ruan, who was going to cheer up, is abruptly settled down. She knows that her "coffee position" in the story has risen. Lead to a stronger sense of existence.

Zhuo Xi is on the stage. She sings every year, and there is nothing new.

To be honest, Zhuo Xi sang badly. Fu Youzheng used to be very popular when she was there, but she didn't really want to move this year.

Every star has an interactive session. Zhuo Xi wanted to find Ji Mingxiao to come up, but he hesitated seeing Ji Chanhan next to her.

She wasn't sure if Ji Chanhan knew about her relationship with Ji Mingxiao, and whether he would raise a mouth when chatting.

In the end, fans from far away were selected.

"She panicked." Ji Mingxiao said.

"Can you not panic."

Ji Mingxiao glanced at Ji Chanhan: "You don't feel anything when you see her?"

"No, I think your question seems to insult me."

"Don't you think you are insulting me by talking like this?"

The two looked at each other.

"No matryoshka."

"Tsk."

The annual meeting ends at 9:30 and lasts for two hours.

Once it was over, Ji Mingxiao and Ji Chanhan parted ways.

Probably both were surnamed Ji, and the two were born to recoil.

Ji Mingxiao originally wanted to send Xi Ruan back, but he was gone a long time ago.

In the end, I can only leave by myself. The amusement park will be open until 12 o'clock. Before Ji Mingxiao, people rented a lot of special cars at the door to send people who left the park too late.

Their annual meeting has been on the hot search for three days, and many companies are envious.

The expression packs of Ji Mingxiao and Ji Chanhan have been out of the circle, especially her rolling eyes and contemptuous eyes are especially popular with the public. The name of the expression pack is "President’s Contempt."

The two were also made into ghost videos.

Ji Mingxiao picked one and forwarded it.

[Fu Youzheng V: Do you divide the money? 】

Ji Chanhan followed closely.

[Ji Chanhan V: I want too. 】

In the end, the UP owner actually sent Ji Mingxiao a red envelope on Weibo in a private message, and she was shocked.

Xi Ruan finished watching the whole process, tusk, this person is really good enough to set up the Bund, enough to go to the small black house for three to five years.

System A is already a buddha, and was not happy to remind anything, anyway, she didn't listen. She had never seen such a rebellious host after working for so many years.

The annual meeting was closed shortly after.

Zhuo Xi was still very busy. Ji Mingxiao had originally planned to book tickets to go to the Southern Hemisphere. There was no one in the Fu family, but in the end he held back and sent a message to Xi Ruan on the twenty-ninth of the twelfth lunar month.

[Fu Youzheng: Are you alone? 】

[Xi Ruan: Many people. 】

Ji Mingxiao suddenly remembered that there were still people in the Xi family, and it seemed that she was the only one who spent the New Year together.

[Fu Youzheng: I am alone, and it is the first time in my life that I celebrate the Chinese New Year by myself. 】

[Xi Ruan: Oh. 】

[Fu Youzheng:? ? ? 】

Xi Ruan sent a red envelope with four words "Expressing Concern" on the red envelope.

Click to open the inside is 2.22.

[Xi Ruan: There's something else, goodbye. 】

Ji Mingxiao lay down on the sofa, feeling bored deeply.

Finally, I opened the game, shared the link on Weibo, and invited passers-by to participate in the game.

And then.

[Fu Youzheng account stolen] posted on Weibo hot search.