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And Wang Bo, who is constantly busy beside him.

These reporters all showed disdain:

"To make a fool of yourself!"

"Who says it's not! If you fool us all the way here, if you don't give us a reasonable explanation, this matter will be difficult!"

……

Lin Tianfang, who was at the forefront of the team, looked at the huge shadow shrouded in darkness.

An unknown feeling lingered in my heart.

At this moment, Wang Bo was concentrating on debugging the data, and the leading soldier came forward:

"Experimental Wang, everyone is here."

Hearing the words, Wang Bo raised his head, thanked him, and immediately turned his gaze to the entrance of the testing ground.

Regardless of everyone's condemnation, he saw Lin Tianfang at a glance.

Those eyes seemed to be looking at a prey that was about to step into a trap.

Chapter 37 The Little Reporter at Position C! Everyone Filled with Righteous Indignation

Looking at Wang Bo's eyes, Lin Tian seemed to have an illusion in his heart, as if he was a prey about to be hooked.

He had no choice but to suppress the uneasiness in his heart, and said to Wang Bo:

"Mr. Wang Bo, my friends and I have already arrived."

"This is the venue you decided, I don't know where the venue of this notarization will be!"

Wang Bo, who heard the words, did not speak, he was still busy with his own affairs, and just curled his lips in one direction.

This made Lin Tianfang's eyelids twitch with anger.

And when everyone looked in the direction indicated by Wang Bo, they couldn't help being surprised.

Rows of crooked small benches, a temporary desk, not even a serious bulletin board.

Those who knew it was a notarization meeting, but those who didn't know it thought that a group of old men downstairs gathered here to play chess.

Seeing this familiar scene, Lin Zichao, standing at the end of the reporter group, also shook his head and smiled wryly.

Good guy, this scene is even worse than the previous press conference held by Wang Bo.

But what's the situation now, basically all the well-known reporters from all over the country are here, plus the boss of the Lin Group.

Faced with such a situation, Wang Bo dared to do this. Is this the so-called boldness of a skilled man?

"It's outrageous! Everyone present, who is not a person with a head and a face, how can they sit on such a poor stool!"

"That's right! Wang Bo, go and re-arrange the venue for me right away. At least there must be leather seats."

"Yes, be obedient, and you can be a little lighter when writing our column later, so that you won't be so ashamed!"

In the eyes of those who spoke, Wang Bo was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, his fate was in the hands of these reporters, and naturally he dared not disobey their orders.

Hearing the arrogant words of these clowns, Wang Bo didn't even lift his head:

"If you can't bear it, get out, there are so many things."

Hearing Wang Bo's straightforward reply, several reporters almost choked and were about to break up with Wang Bo.

Lin Tianfang on the side interrupted:

"Okay, the notarization meeting won't last long, you just sit down!"

Hearing the unfriendly tone of the boss of the Lin Group, the reporters did not dare to continue to be hypocritical and quickly took their seats.

They can be arrogant in front of Wang Bo, but they can only lower their figures in front of Lin Tianfang.

There are also rules for the seating of reporters. Of course, well-known journalists and self-media experts in the country must be in the first row.

And Lin Zichao, a small reporter from a city TV station with little resources and no reputation, naturally had to sit in the last row.

At this time, Wang Bo watched the crowd sit down one after another, and he stopped being pretentious. He wiped his face and came to the stage.

"Let's start! Mr. Wang Bo."

Listening to Lin Tianfang's gnashing of teeth, Wang Bo didn't seem to feel his anger:

"Wait! Why are you in a hurry?"

Boss Lin's chest heaved violently and irregularly a few times when he was reprimanded.

He understood Wang Bo's talent, otherwise how could he have developed the technology of controllable nuclear fusion.

Before that, he intended to keep Wang Bo as an evergreen cash cow for his Lin Group.

But now, he no longer has this idea. He only wants to crush the unknown person in front of him to death as soon as he gets the technology of the small nuclear reactor!

At this time, Wang Bo looked up for a while, and after a while, he finally saw Lin Zichao in the most inconspicuous place.

"Brother Lin, why did you shrink back there?"

"Come, come, sit in the first row."

Immediately, Wang Bo turned his head, and said coldly to those reporters who were arrogant:

"Go to the last row!"

Several reporters who heard the words exploded in an instant:

"Wang Bo, you are too deceitful!"

"That is, who do you think you are, why should we listen to you!"

"Yes, we won't leave. Do you still dare to beat us?"

Seeing a few people occupying the front row like rogues, Wang Bo showed a hint of sarcasm:

"Why?"

"Just because this is my territory, you can try the consequences of being a rascal here. It's much more uncomfortable than being beaten."

While speaking, several soldiers responsible for maintaining order stepped forward quickly.