Pregnant wife is priceless

Chapter 26 Is the person who made you treat me like this?

"Not ready yet?"

Gu Zimo's slender hands looked like white porcelain against the light.

Every finger is like the most perfect work of art, just such a pair of big hands with sharp joints, when they passed by the side of the reporter, they suddenly raised their hands.

"You, you..." The reporter was very vigilant.

Perhaps it was because he had been slapped that he backed up a lot, stepping directly on the foot of his colleague behind him, and someone said something to him in a panic.

The reporter was a little nervous, "...you are Mr. Gu!"

Gu Zimo didn't respond, and stretched his hand again.

Just when the reporter swallowed nervously, he helped the other party straighten his neckline gracefully.

The voice was as low as before, "I'll talk after I think about it!"

"..." The reporter swallowed his breath, "Mr. Gu, we all have invitation cards for the fashion show."

"En!" Mr. Gu, who is deeply obsessed with cleanliness, wiped his hands.

"Your company invited us here, but what does it mean to close the door now?" After receiving the supportive eyes of several colleagues, the reporter seemed to have more confidence, straightened his back, and said, "And the one behind you Mister, it should be Assistant Yan, shouldn't I explain a few words about what I just did?"

"Indeed!" Gu Zimo's eyes were so deep that no one could guess his emotions or anger.

He looked back at the three people who were a little embarrassed, and finally fell on Mo Nian's face, and said to Yan Qing, "Take them to the lounge!" After speaking, he pulled the chair, and his tall body sat down, his voice Although the tone and tone did not change a bit, it gave an irresistible force.

He said, "So, by inviting you here, you are the one who treats me like this?"

"Mr. Gu, what you said is a bit out of context!" The reporter faced Gu Zimo fearlessly, deliberately exposing his injured cheek, and a colleague who cooperated well immediately pressed the shutter, and the picture was saved with two clicks.

Gu Zimo was also not angry, and his emotions were basically calm.

The calm atmosphere is admirable, "So, are you wronged?"

"Yes, maybe the job of being a reporter doesn't appeal to you, but no matter how humble the labor is, it is dignified. Mr. Gu's people not only do their hands, but also hurt others, and now some gates are closed, what do you mean?" Want to destroy the magnetic card , Do not let the content report out?

With this idea in mind, the reporter made a gesture to his companion with his hands behind his back.

But it’s not that I didn’t wait to remove the memory card. Someone from the security guard had already rushed up. Seizing the card was the first step. Then the camera fell and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, my hands slipped!”

It was said that the other reporters whose memory cards were not destroyed finally understood Gu Zimo's intention to close the door, and tried various methods to hide it, for fear that they would miss this explosive news!

But who would have thought that Yan Qing, who had gone and never returned, would come back with an extra file bag in his hand.

Hula fell, it was a press card.

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"Qiao Shuai, it's not good!"

The woman hurried in and said something to Qiao Shuai in a low voice.

He frowned slightly with thick eyebrows, "He actually gave up on a big list with a market value of [-] million and rushed back? Did you read that right?"

"You can't be wrong, it's Gu Zimo! Not only is the exhibition hall closed, but even the doors of the entire building are locked!"

Qiao Shuai rubbed the stubble of his chin with his hands, and got up thoughtfully, "Could it be that the person he is looking for secretly is a woman, that is her?"

"Qiao Shuai! We should think about it now, what should we do with the photos, what if he finds out?" The woman was very impatient, holding on to Qiao Shuai's arm, anxious, but it was Qiao Shuai, who didn't feel like being forced Mo Nianshi's impulsiveness, on the contrary, he is unusually sophisticated.

A pair of eyes full of brilliance, the pupils shrank slightly.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed, "The person in charge of Cha Fuguang Building."

Upon hearing this, the woman immediately understood, and kissed her, "I know it's a big deal, and it doesn't matter to you."

Indeed, by contacting the person in charge of the building, the reporter can bring the news out.

But on the other side of the phone, the reply message was unexpected.
(End of this chapter)