The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1322 1343 The first kiss was dedicated to artificial respiration 8
Long Yan replied to the text message: "Brother Yan, it's not very good, that's the position of family members, it's not suitable for me to sit there."

"Only my father and my mother are sitting in the family seat. There are too few people and there is no momentum. You go to occupy a seat and show me the appearance. All debates are psychological warfare in the end. You don't want me to lose from the beginning. Momentum?"

That's true, Long Yan pulled Leng Yejin decisively: "Brother Jin, shall we sit in the first row? There are too few people in the first row."

Currently, they are sitting in the second row because of Brother Jin's favor.

Leng Yejin pressed his eyebrows: "Don't hurt me, my wife sits in the first row on the right, and I sit in the first row on the left. The opposition is too obvious. I don't want to offend my father-in-law. My EQ is not that low."

As the chairman of the Democratic Party, he is an important member of Yan Qing's campaign think tank, and he has already offended Yue Zhang. If he ran to sit in the first row at this moment, wouldn't he be stupid?Look at Yan Shuo who is also not human inside and out, he won't even come!

Long Yan didn't care about it, got up, went around decisively to the first row, sat there generously, and smiled handsomely: "Uncle Yan, Aunt Yan, this space is empty, I will sit with you."

At this moment, Mu Li was also pulled to the first row by Yin Lu. She took out the big sunglasses that could cover half of her face and put them on, trying not to expose her face.

Yin Zhan and Yan Qing were sitting in the backstage studio, and the scenes of Mu Li and Long Yan were shown on the TV monitors, and they both seemed quite satisfied.

Yan Qing's eyes fell on Long Yan, and he even smiled silently.

His team didn't know what he was laughing at, and asked curiously, "Mr. Yan, are you satisfied with this arrangement?"

"Very satisfied." After he finished speaking, he came to his senses and said seriously, "What?"

“I just had a conversation with the technical director about what to do for the first debate. We agreed to email this whole list of [-] million people to watch the debate and give them website address to visit in order to vote online."

The other half, Yin Zhan's team is also discussing something.

"Your Excellency, we bought 5000 million online advertisements, and timed them so that the advertisements would appear on people's screens during the debate. We found well-known critics who wrote reviews and blogs across the country, and wrote short videos on the spot. Many people watched Debaters can read their comments about you and Mr. Yanqing when they go online to watch the live broadcast. These ads are all in our favor, and people can click to vote online."

Yin Zhan nodded: "Contact people online who write reviews and blogs across the country, and I'll give them an overview of what I want to emphasize in the reviews for the debate."

After speaking, he took out his mobile phone and sent a text message: "Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Mu Li looked at the text message and pondered for a moment: "I will perform well later and try to defeat my opponent."

"Is there any reward for doing well?"

This man, at the age of 35, is like Ting Jun, asking for rewards for his good performance?
"What reward do you want?"

"A kiss, take the initiative!"

Mu Li stared at the phone screen, remembering the kiss under the sea a month ago, domineering, entangled, there was no escape...

Yin Zhan waited for a long time without waiting for an answer. He slid the phone screen with his long fingers, and his eyes fell on the TV monitor on the wall, observing her thoughtful expression: "Who is the first kiss dedicated to?"

"The first kiss was dedicated to artificial respiration!"

Yin Zhan stared at the phone echo. Her first artificial respiration should have been in the first aid training class of the military training ten years ago, right?
(End of this chapter)