My little mom is the richest man

All the reporters here are ordered to come to Muqiu, because all the first-hand news of Muqiu is definitely the target of all the media.

Therefore, when the reporters here saw that Mu Qiu was all mad, he rushed forward desperately, his spears and short cannons were directly at Mu Qiu, snapping pictures.

Although Mu Qiu didn't like such strange occasions since ancient times, there is no other way. Public figures like him naturally have to be in the public eye.

"Why did you come to Beijing this time? Can you explain the last cruise incident?"

"Or what do you think the last cruise incident was because of? Can you explain it?"

Although Mu Qiu originally came for this, but now this scene has indeed blinded Mu Qiu.

Because this reporter's position is too big, he didn't even have a slightly better chance to choose one.

"I can do it, I came out today to answer the questions of your group of people. Don't quarrel with me all of you, I can understand it myself."

Mu Qiu was supposed to have brought so many bodyguards, but now Mu Qiu had the maximum combat effectiveness, and it was meaningless to find any bodyguards.

But now Mu Qiu regrets a bit.

The reporter here is really a bit nervous. When he met Mu Qiu, he and a group of vultures ran into the corpse.

Mu Qiu rolled his eyes and drew the Sina reporter in front of him.

This reporter has a fledgling appearance, and his appearance can be regarded as delicate, but he still has a pitiful expression, and the camera in his hand is also cowering. Mu Qiu feels strange, a guy who is completely unfamiliar with this business. How did you get here?

But to be honest, before that, Mu Qiu hadn't realized that this reporter from Sina didn't look bad, but he had some potential for transformation.

But now Mu Qiu has chosen this poor girl, and the media will start to make trouble again. After all, the story of the overbearing president and the folk girl will always be the most exciting conversation.

"Wow! Master Mu! I asked you if you were a little fluttering? Do you know the result of you pulling such a cute girl over?"

"Go and go, what can be the result? Give them two days of comments at most. Anyway, the netizens nowadays are all kind of idle."

Mu Qiu was already generally aware of his problem, but the matter was already there. If this female reporter who was still in a blinded face was brought back, it seemed that it would only arouse a wider discussion.

But of course the reporters next to them would not let this opportunity pass, and once again swarmed up, trying to get a little bit of scraps.

Mu Qiu knew the abilities of these guys very well, as long as they wanted to, they could completely turn the words they knew into all kinds of weird things.

This is already the case anyway, so it's better to just come directly.

Mu Qiu pulled the female reporter into the Mu's company behind him. Of course, a company with an exclusive passage at the door would not let those who swarmed behind him have any tolerance.

The lovely female reporter was completely at a loss. After all, happiness came too suddenly. The female reporter surrounded by a huge sense of accomplishment couldn’t help but feel a little ecstatic, thinking that her face with such a little advantage was finally put to use. It’s a great honour to be pulled into Mu’s company by the overwhelming Mu Qiu. It’s not a problem to go back and get a promotion or salary increase.

And Mu Qiu also looked like a big boss, pulling the female reporter and sitting on the grandmaster chair in the company lobby.

"This Muqiu, directly arrange a press conference for him and he will not do it, so he has to play this set,"

Of course Jun Riyue is also very aware of Mu Qiu's movements. At this time, she was in Europe thousands of miles away, and it was almost time to sleep before she received domestic news.

"However, it seems that the effect of this is really not bad, Mu Qiu, this kid, usually doesn't see him show up, I didn't expect that he really has such a hand."

Jun Riyue picked up the wine produced in Porto in her hand and slowly muttered to herself.

"Okay, I thought you were pleasing to the eye today, so I called you in, come on, talk about it, what do you want to know?"

There was already a boil outside the company. Mu Qiu took the initiative to pull a beautiful reporter into the company and only accepted her interview. This TMD itself is enough news.

Mu Qiu had already taken the pose of a big guy, and looked at this little white rabbit-like reporter opposite with a very presidential look, like a tiger about to eat her.

"Oh, of course, I would like to ask you, this time the company in Beijing, what is it for?"

The reporter wanted to slap himself, too nervous to forget everything, and actually asked this kind of mental retardation problem, ...