Racing Queen: The president is not too cold

Once this thought changed, it would not be so troublesome for Yan Hui to look at these people again.

The reporters who had been waiting at the entrance of the auction house for a long time were ecstatic under the summer sun, but they did not dare to wait in the shade for fear of being robbed of first-hand information by their peers.

Now, after finally waiting for a Rolls Royce, they gathered around like sharks smelling blood.

"Are you ready?" Ling Yue asked Yan Hui.

Yan Hui took a deep breath, and a firm look appeared on his face: "Get ready!"

The car door opened, Ling Yue got out of the car first, then held out his hand, a slender hand rested on his hand, Yan Hui got out of the car gracefully with an impeccable and perfect smile.

"Mr. Ling, who is this lady? What is your relationship with her?"

The flashes flickered like crazy, and the reporters all had extremely excited expressions on their faces. They never thought that there would be such a surprise.

Although the skin is peeling from the sun today, compared to the news about the president of the Ling Group, it is simply too cost-effective. It is an incredible deal!
Even though she had already made mental preparations, the smile on Yan Hui's face almost didn't falter when she faced the densely packed flashing lights.

Questions kept ringing out, all curious about the relationship between her and Ling Yue. Sexy news related to top wealthy families has always been loved by the public. As long as there is such news, there is no need to worry about attention.

Yan Hui didn't speak. At this time, she was still very clear that the right to speak was not in her hands, and Ling Yue was the one who had the initiative.

"The lady next to me is the new owner of Yunyuezhai in this city. Today's Tang Qingci is her father's collection. Because I want to identify the authenticity, I invite her to participate." Ling Yue replied. road.

Avoiding the important ones, not only promoting Yunyuezhai to her, but also diverting the attention of the reporters, avoiding sensitive issues, and bringing the focus back to today's business——

Yan Hui couldn't help but praise Ling Yue's speech with a big "wonderful".

At the beginning, Yunyuezhai's change of owner also attracted a lot of attention in Dongshi. Unexpectedly, Yunyuezhai changed hands again in a short time?
Moreover, the new owner is also surnamed Yan... I heard that the founder of Yunyuezhai is surnamed Yan... and has a daughter.

Then, Yan Hui's identity is about to be revealed!She should be the daughter of the founder of Yunyuezhai!
Judging from this posture, Miss Yan is announcing to everyone that she has returned, and she has also regained Yunyuezhai.

I just don't know what role Ling Yue played in this.

The reporters turned their microphones and asked Yan Hui one after another——

"Miss Yan, what is the relationship between Mr. Yan Hongli, the founder of Yunyuezhai, and you?"

"Miss Yan, what is your purpose for coming here today?"

"Miss Yan..."

The reporters asked questions in a hurry, which made Yan Hui's head swell. She took the microphone of a reporter beside her and responded with a smile:

"Thank you for your concern. First of all, I want to explain that the founder of Yunyuezhai is my father."

"Secondly, I came here today to see my father's collection during his lifetime. There is no other meaning."

While answering endless questions from the reporters, Ling Yue and Yan Hui finally squeezed to the entrance of the auction house amidst the crowd.

"Thank you for your concern. I hope you will pay more attention to Tang Qingci today, and pay attention to the splendid legacy that history has left us." Ling Yue finally said.

The two walked into the hall, and the security guards tried their best to stop the reporters who were about to move outside the gate.

It wasn't until she walked into the auction house that Yan Hui breathed a sigh of relief. Pointing to her forehead and the tip of her nose, she complained, "These reporters are too difficult to deal with. Look, I'm sweating so much."

Yan Hui's skin is fair, and the crystal sweat on her face is like dew on flower petals. She doesn't look embarrassed, but has a delicate beauty.

Ling Yue's heart skipped a beat, his Adam's apple twitched unconsciously, and finally he moved his eyes away, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Yan Hui: "Wipe it off."

Yan Hui smiled brightly, took the handkerchief and wiped it carefully, her makeup should not be smudged, she still had a tough battle to fight today.

Standing by the window, Ji Chuncheng looked at the reporter downstairs who turned against Yingtian, his face was so ugly that he couldn't find words to describe it.

"Ling, Yue!" He squeezed out two words viciously from the roots of his teeth.

Calling so many reporters, I'm afraid that things won't be big enough, right?

Ling Yue's behavior is tantamount to putting him on the fire. It is not a good thing for him to invite these reporters to come in.

When he came here just now, he saw so many reporters and entered quietly through the back door, so he was not blocked by those reporters.

However, Ling Yue and Yan Hui deliberately walked through the main entrance, for fear that the reporters would not know, and the deliberate gesture was too obvious!

Tang Qingci's authenticity, he knows best, even if there is a problem, he can negotiate with Ling Yue in private, but with so many reporters, everything will be in broad daylight.

"Wow!" Ji Chuncheng picked up another delicate teacup and threw it on the ground.

The snow-white teacup shattered all over the floor, and some fragments almost splashed on the leg of the visitor, causing her to let out a soft cry unconsciously.

It was Zhou Man'er who came. Seeing the debris all over the floor, and then looking at the empty coffee table, she knew it.

"A lot of media called, wanting to enter the identification site and report on the spot." She walked to Ji Chuncheng and said softly.

A fire surged up in his heart for no reason, Ji Chuncheng only felt that he was extremely irritable, and he got angry at Zhou Man'er impatiently: "Tell me about this kind of thing too! What can you do! No reporter is allowed in!"

Zhou Man'er is used to Ji Chuncheng's temper that gets angry casually whenever something happens, she showed a embarrassed expression:

"But if you don't let these people in, they don't know how to write scribbles outside!"

Another fire broke out, but after seeing Zhou Man'er's aggrieved expression, Ji Chuncheng held back forcefully.

"Let some media outlets that have a good relationship with us come in." He rubbed his brows and said wearily.

In the current situation, blocking is worse than sparse, he can only try his best to remedy it, trying to minimize the bad influence.

Zhou Man'er nodded, "I'll make arrangements now."

After that, she turned and left.The sound of Ji Chuncheng's high heels hitting the ground gradually faded away, and finally he let out a long sigh.

Really, ever since Yunyue Zhai changed hands, he couldn't do anything smoothly, and he was in a terrible mood.

"Knock" the door was knocked again.