Peerless Genius System

Fifty or sixty journalists, left to hang in the lobby all day.

It is now seven o'clock in the evening, it has been eight hours, they are tired and hungry, and some people are holding their full urine, and their faces are hard to see. Over the course of these eight hours, their spiritual and physical suffering was unspeakable, approaching the brink of collapse.

Someone on the way out wanted to break out hard, and he was beaten hard, his nose was swollen, and the other party had no mercy on the woman, it was directly a big mouth, the wind was seamless, these people in security uniform, now in their eyes are the same as H society.

With women journalists crying, eight hours of agony, and a seamless heartbeat, coupled with physical deprivation, hunger and internal impatience, their will is about to be destroyed, like prisoners in jail, dreaming and eager for a free world outside.

“Good news, good news. The interview is finally here! ”

A loud duck-like voice sounded, the sound of Zhang Dashan.

This statement is no different for the journalists in the lobby, because they know that this painful wait is coming to an end and that they will soon be able to get out of here, one by one, with a twelve point spirit.

Sholo slowly walked in and walked straight to the stage.

He was wearing a slim black long-sleeved sweater with two glossy stripes, red and white, cuffs held up, arms revealed, and a glossy white face with a slight light smile.

The reporters stood still and said, "Is this Lofong's boss? You're so young!

No wonder they're surprised that bosses like the average company are basically middle-aged men and have never seen such a young boss.

“Are you all hungry? I've prepared dinner for you!” Sholo looked at the crowd and spoke.

As soon as the voice came in, Lofong's staff pushed in a large quantity of pastries and bread in a trolley, assigning several pieces of baked bread to each journalist present, and Sholo himself had one.

He sat down and ate in front of the reporters. “We Lo Fang are a bakery company. That's all we can do to entertain you. Eat quickly. You will have the energy to carry out the interview after eating. ”

A * * * * * * male journalist had a mental breakdown, although hungry, but compared to the humiliation he was subjected to today, this hunger was nothing. He grabbed the bread in front of him, threw it on the ground severely, and stepped on a few feet, growling at Sholo: “Don't give us the fake ones and imprison us on this day. When we get out, you will wait to receive the summons of the court. Fifty or sixty summonses, I don't believe you can't go to jail! ”

The smile on Sholo's face instantly converged and replaced the shadow: “I hate people who waste their food. ”

The wind's seamless face revealed a harsh colour and crossed over one step, pointing to the black frame glasses, the man shouted: “Pick up the bread! ”

Word for word, with a strong threat.

The man in black glasses trembled and picked up the bread unwillingly under the cloudless horror of the wind.

“Eat! ”

Two faint words came through.

Not from the wind, but from Sholo on the stage.

The voice was light, but every journalist in the room felt a trembling soul.

Sholo initially gave them the impression of courtesy and affinity, but at this moment the impression collapsed instantly, realizing that it was not the security guards around them that were harsh, but the young boss, who seemed harmless to humans and animals.

The black frame glasses on the man's face suddenly changed, his eyes trembling and looking at Sholo on the stage: “You... you...”

In any case, he had no idea that Schollo, who was laughing, would be such a fierce and spicy man that he was told to eat the dirty bread he stepped on, which was a public humiliation.

“You what, Shaw told you to eat the bread, didn't you hear?” The wind was silent and fierce, with a strong brazen breath.

Fear of the wind overwhelmed everything. The man with black framed glasses did not dare to disobey. Every bite of the grip was filled with dirty bread. He cried, and a grown man, at this time, was tortured to tears.

Sholo smiled again. Compared to when the shadows were filled with haze, it was judged by two people, the former sunshine simple and the latter sinister and spicy.

Other journalists greeted him and quickly lowered their heads and ate the bread.

“Looks like you're hungry! ”

Sholo stood up satisfied and waved. Zhang Dashan handed him a document.

This document contains a detailed record of the journalists below. It was found by Zhang Dashan on the basis of the names of these journalists. On this day, he did nothing and did his best to sort out the information.

“Ding Xiaozhen! ”

Sholo wrote a name, "Who's Ding Xiaozhen? ”

“Yes… it's me…”

A sweet-looking female journalist stood up.

“Your home is in An County, Hu Province. Your parents are alive and well, and you have a brother in school. Am I right?” Sholo asked with a smile.

The female journalist opened her eyes and her subconscious nodded her head.

Sholo ignored her and turned to the next reporter's name.

“Lu Dehua, who lives in Heavenly City, Hehe Province, has a six-year-old son...”

“Jinyuan, Jiangcheng Tang County...”

“Gong Lili, from Hehua County, Shan Province...”

A journalist named by Sholoh and given a specific home address, whose members had all changed their faces, felt an unspeakable sense of fear and crisis, even though Sholoh had no threatening tone.

After reading more than a dozen journalists' files, Sholo closed the file and swept his eagle-eyed eyes cold underneath: "Now you can interview me!” Face Zhang Dashan on the side, "and return their equipment to them. ”

“OK!”

Zhang Dashan ran out.

Soon, the reporters' microphones, cameras and phones all came back.

But they stood still...

How?

Their home address and family members are clear to each other, which is clearly a threat to them!

At this moment, they seem to be convinced of one thing, which is that this Lo Fong really has a H social background.

Although they are arrogant and do not see stars and wealthy bosses in their eyes, even confident that they can destroy the image of a public figure whenever they wish, in the face of H society, they are heartless.

H Society has no principles to speak of. If they are offended, they must be ready for revenge at all times!

“No, we're not going to interview you, General Shaw, and I promise there will never be any negative news about Lofong in the major media outlets. ”

“Yes, yes, Lo Fong's bread is of good quality and tastes great. We have tasted it personally and it tastes much better than our taste buds. ”

“We are blind to Tarzan and Chancellor Shaw is able to hold the boat in his belly. I hope you don't see it as much as we do. ”

Compromised, all the reporters put down their postures and laughed at Sholo to compromise.

In their eyes, Sholo is the leader of H society who kills people without blood. They can't sin. This time, they regret the fact that their intestines are green. They should not be compelled by Chen Jianbai to come to Lo Fang's trouble. As a result, the trouble was not found, and they tried to make a scene.