Chapter 150 Sven Scum is Visual Sense

  The reporter realized that the question was meaningless.

   After all, Shengheng's strength is there, and he doesn't need to rely on free fame like other companies.

   He changed the question to cover up his embarrassment: "How is Xiaoheng's balance ability? Will there be a situation where he falls on the ground?"

   Pei Zhi raised his chin towards the screen: "Are you highly myopic? You can't see clearly from so close."

   "I'm sorry." The reporter didn't even want to raise his head when he received mocking glances from his peers.

   After he sat down with his knees bent, other reporters asked about many details that were not mentioned on the screen.

   includes the number of pre-sale units, the repair price outside the warranty period, and the type of online and offline sales.

   After patiently answering, Pei Zhi looked at the reporters sitting in the front row again: "Are there any questions?"

   The female reporter he swept up raised her hand.

   She stared at his middle finger: "I noticed that you are wearing a ring, are you currently engaged?"

   After she mentioned it, many eyes turned to the left hand with distinct joints, and even the photographer zoomed in to take a picture.

   Pei Zhi rubbed the ring subconsciously.

   He inadvertently looked at Lin Jiao, his thin lips curved into a shallow arc: "Not yet."

   "You mean you're in a relationship?"

"right."

  He broke the fantasy of many women with one word.

  The reporter seemed to hear the voice of heartbreak. She helped them ask: "Can you reveal which daughter the other party is?"

   "Today is not my personal interview." Pei Zhi did not intend to reveal too much information in public.

   He gave the host a look: "I hope you will pay more attention to Sheng Heng's new products."

   The knowing host took two steps forward, and when he finished speaking, the slender figure disappeared in front of the public.

   The media, who were busy publishing reports, took advantage of this gap to summarize Xiaoheng's information, and did not forget to mention Pei Zhi's relationship.

   The women who were captured by their hearts but ended in disappointment couldn't help biting their ears and talking.

   All kinds of voices mixed together, making the surrounding environment more and more noisy, and few people even noticed when the host stepped down.

  Lin Jiao closed the zipper of her satchel and glanced sideways at Meng Qian, who was still staring at the podium in a daze.

   She greeted: "I'll go first."

   The beautiful female voice brought Meng Qian back to her thoughts.

  She knew that Lin Jiao was going to eat with others, so she didn't say anything to her: "See you in the afternoon."

   Lin Jiao left the chair with a smile in return.

   She and Pei Yilan left the back door of the hotel, got in the Mercedes, and headed to a nearby restaurant.

  The elegantly decorated private room is filled with sandalwood.

The melodious melody of    brushed past their ears when they sat down, not feeling the noise but having a calming feeling.

   "Uncle." After Pei Yilan ordered, she looked up at Pei Zhi: "You feel very good wearing glasses."

   "Really?" Pei Zhi wrapped his arms around Lin Jiao's waist and tangled a strand of long hair around his fingertips.

   He said slowly, "What kind of feeling?"

   "Like a combination of a gentle scum and a sick girl."

   "Scum?"

   "It's not the kind of scum you think." Pei Yilan turned her brain and explained it only by the large contrast between the front and the back.

   "What about Sick Jiao?"

   "It means possessiveness."

   "Sick girls like to choke their necks." Qu Shao had read an unorthodox book: "He's still crazy and likes forced games."

   It's true that Pei Yilan wants to pinch him.

   She looked at Lin Jiao for help, and before a certain line of sight came, she lowered her head and slid the iPad.

   "You look really good with glasses." Lin Jiao didn't know how to be round, so she could only avoid those two words.

   She scratched his palm: "I like it very much."

   (end of this chapter)