I was brought home by the rich and powerful

Chapter 8 The Press Conference Begins

Duan Zhenhong wanted to cling to the Rong family, and Duan Zhitong was of course willing to marry into the Rong family. Not to mention Rong Yujin's good looks, she was already the marriage partner of many wealthy families based on her family background, and she was also the dream husband candidate of many daughters.

But Duan Jiaoyang appeared before he had time to draw a horoscope? !
"Zhitong, which Mr. Rong are you talking about?" Don't be what he thinks!Duan Zhenhong felt that his body temperature was rising.

"Rong Yujin, I heard that he has arrived in City C." Duan Zhitong looked at Duan Zhenhong, "Dad, that Duan Jiaoyang... is a liar, right?"

Is he a liar like all the people who wanted to come to Duan's house to touch porcelain before?
How could Duan Jiaoyang, who had been missing for so many years, come back.

Duan Zhenhong didn't answer her question, but shouted directly, "Get the car ready, right away!"

If Rong Yujin was in city C and happened to stay in the same hotel where the press conference was held, it would be troublesome.

Hotels
Duan Jiaoyang was sitting on the back seat of the car. Through the car window, he had already seen various reporters wearing press IDs. This number...

A bit much.

She looked at Ning Feiyang, "How many reporters did you call over?"

Ning Feiyang also looked out of the car window, looked at the number of people, and then at Duan Jiaoyang, "I asked the secretary to handle it."

Therefore, he does not know how many reporters there are.

But he told the secretary that this matter was very important. He reckoned that the secretary should notify all the reporters that City C needed to invite.

After all, he was the one who said he was going to hold a press conference—the second son of the richest man in City C!

But what is the content to be released did not say, only that it is a very important thing.

Duan Jiaoyang looked at him, "Let's go separately."

"Why?" Ning Feiyang felt rejected.

"You will attract a lot of reporters." And she didn't want to be surrounded by people.

Ning Feiyang was a little aggrieved, his pretty eyes were almost embarrassing.

Duan Jiaoyang didn't agree with him, "I'll get out of the car first." After saying that, she had already opened the car door.

"What..."

"Which floor is the conference hall on?" She turned her head, and the bun made of hairpins came loose, and her long hair like a waterfall fell instantly.

"The third floor." Ning Feiyang stretched out his hand to help her pick up the hairpin, "It looks good with loose hair like this."

Today he specially suggested that she wear a T-shirt + jeans. Of course, it was also because Duan Jiaoyang went back to the mountain thinking that he could solve the problem in one day. He didn't bring a change of clothes. He bought the new clothes with her.

"T-shirts and jeans are the outfits for young girls. You look good with your hair loose like this." It's always a bit out of place to wear it in a bun.

Without waiting for her to say anything in rebuttal, he said again, "Didn't you say that you don't want to attract attention? Wouldn't the robe and hair tie be very eye-catching?"

Duan Jiaoyang: "..." She really felt that Ning Feiyang was so wordy.

What about the persona who ruthlessly pulls the second son?
Ning Feiyang met her gaze and consciously shut up.

It's really bad, he doesn't know why he talks so much to her, but who made her the national treasure senior sister of their group of juniors! !

In the end, Duan Jiaoyang left the hairpin in the car, and got out of the car first.

Ning Feiyang took out his mobile phone, pressed down the window of the car, took a picture of her back, and then sent it to the group with a spirit of sharing, "Baabaa looks really good in a T-shirt and jeans, a straight and fair big long leg."

The group suddenly exploded.

I'm not interested in money: "Ning Feiyang, what did you do to Baa? Is this the clothes you picked?"

Don't want to inherit billions of dollars: "I just gave some advice."

I haven't gotten rich today: "I want to go to City C..."

Don't want to inherit billions of dollars: "Don't call Baa Baa black, don't you know how scary your fans are?"

Duan Jiaoyang got off the car and walked directly to the third floor that Ning Feiyang said. The elevator was full of reporters who had come to attend the press conference.

Some people have even speculated about the content of today's press conference, "I don't know what news the second son of Ning's richest family plans to announce. Is he going to get engaged?"

"With the Ning family's style of work, an engagement won't be so motivating." A reporter spoke up.

"Is it a cooperation matter of the group?"

"The eldest son of the Ning family is usually in charge of the work of the group, right?"

Duan Jiaoyang was almost squeezed into the corner of the elevator, when a reporter next to her noticed her, "I'm from C City Magazine, which reporter are you from? Did you hear any news that Second Master Ning held such a large-scale meeting?" What's the matter with the press conference?"

Duan Jiaoyang shook her head, "I'm not a reporter." But she knew what a press conference was for.

"Ah, you're not a reporter? Then how did you get in?" Just as he was speaking, the elevator had already opened, and the crowded elevator was emptied at once. Duan Jiaoyang walked out of the elevator without turning back to the reporter's words.

Of course she walked in.

Ning Feiyang came in 5 minutes later than Duan Jiaoyang. Duan Jiaoyang looked at the clock on the wall, there was still half an hour before the press conference, but there were already too many people.

It's just a ceremony, so there's no need to worry too much about whether it's formal or not. She looked at Ning Feiyang, "Let's start directly."

Ning Feiyang looked at her, "Now?"

"There are already too many people. It's just a ceremony, so don't worry about it." Duan Jiaoyang pushed open the side door of the conference hall.

The conference hall was almost full, and it was very noisy. The main reason for this press conference was the second son of the richest man in City C, but there was no theme. Everyone was guessing that it was big news.

Everyone exchanged the signals they got and guessed the theme of the press conference.

Unexpectedly, a girl suddenly appeared on this stage.

A girl wearing a T-shirt and jeans, with long black hair flowing naturally behind her, looks very young!
Does the Ning family have an illegitimate daughter?

Ning Feiyang quickly caught up, and the two walked towards the microphone together.

He whispered in her ear, "Let me tell you the opening remarks."

You can't just talk about the topic directly.

Duan Jiaoyang nodded indifferently.

The conference hall in Ruo Caichang, which was noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

Ning Feiyang knocked on the microphone, and there was a voice, he said solemnly, "Hi everyone, I'm Ning Feiyang."

"Second Master Ning, what is the purpose of the press conference today?" A reporter had already boldly asked.

"Next, the press conference will officially begin." This is not an official corporate press conference, and Ning Feiyang did it as simple as he could.

The reporters who thought they could hear some preface were stunned when they heard Ning Feiyang's words, "?"

Start?
Is this not even a buffer time for writing a manuscript?
"This is Ms. Duan Jiaoyang, she is the protagonist of today's press conference." Ning Feiyang opened the seat gentlemanly and let Duan Jiaoyang sit down.

Only then did the reporters notice Duan Jiaoyang's appearance.

A small face with melon seeds and exquisite features, but...

Wait, Duan Jiaoyang?

Why is this name so familiar? !
(End of this chapter)