MTL - Godly Stay-Home Dad-Chapter 122 Tell me the position of the dice

"What are you doing? Are you in a hurry?"

Some hesitant tone of Zi Yan said:

"I have to wait for the album release to be held. It is estimated that it will end at nearly twelve o'clock, and there are still a lot of things to do in the afternoon. It is estimated that there is very little time for lunch."

Zhang Hanwen’s expression suddenly paused and said: "Then come back early in the evening."

"Okay, then I will go to work first, see you at night." Zi Yan did not ask deeply, and said a sentence, he hurriedly hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Zi Yan sorted out the expression, and was about to enter the press conference. Her heart was a little nervous for a while.

It seems that I have not experienced the press conference for a long time.

After taking a deep breath, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei stepped into the scene.

Under normal circumstances, the company's large conference room to open this kind of conference is to arrange an artist, but today, for some reason, the conference room actually she and Xu Ruoyu held a conference.

This is not to let Zhou Fei continue to say; "This is a conspiracy."

Although the above gives an explanation that can't be arranged in time, Zhou Fei, as an old fritter, naturally does not believe it. He feels that Meiqi doesn't want purple sputum better, and gives eye medicine, just wants to retaliate against the sable of the year. Things, but it seems that the contract has expired in the past, what is the relationship between retreat and her?

Zhou Fei’s heart is angry and anxious.

Even Zi Yan felt a strange thing, but the arrow had to be sent on the string, and it could not be changed.

After entering the scene, Zi Yan and Zhou Fei were led by the staff to the seat.

Although there are two conferences on one venue, because the stage of the conference room is very large, the distance between the two parties is also very far, one on the east side and one on the west side, and the influence between them is not very large.

However, after they sat down, they suddenly discovered that the media reporters on the side of the purple sable were only a dozen people.

There are as many as forty or fifty media reporters on the side of Xu Ruoyu.

On both sides of the comparison, who is hot and who is at a glance.

After the purple scorpion came in, Xu Ruoyu's gaze looked over, and everyone on the face could be seen.

"Sister, you said this is for whom to look at?" Zhou Fei whispered in front of Zi Yan: "The company is deliberate? It is really interesting. I didn't expect them to be so ugly, we really shouldn't be with them." Signed for three years!"

"do not talk."

The purple scorpion shook his head slightly, and a sigh came from his heart.

Why didn’t she know that this state of affairs is problematic? Her heart is faintly aware that it seems that this may be related to Li Cheng. Otherwise, even if she retired to make Meiqi a little difficult, it is also a few years. The friendship, she will not make such a thing, it is very likely that Li Cheng is a stalker.

Zi Yan is not the kind of person who doesn't know what's going on outside the window. For Li Cheng, she knows more or less. The person...the typical kind of heart is small, some little belly chicken, because he, the person who was dismissed has no twenty. There are also eighteen.

As everyone knows, Zi Yan has already guessed the facts.

At this time, upstairs, in the office of Ma Qi, Li Cheng was sitting on the sofa at random.

"I heard that Xue moved out three quality songs, and his concert on the 15th will affect Xu Ruoyu's album?" Li Cheng said with a smile.

"More or less will have some influence, people's attention is attracted by others, and now the streets are all three songs, it is estimated that after this hot period, people can notice the new song of the rain." Qi lightly points his forehead.

"Yeah." Li Cheng shook his head and sighed: "It’s really a half-way to kill the gold, and there are three new songs in this time, or a boutique in the boutique. This is something that no one can think of. Who is that cold sun? Will it be a veteran songwriter?"

"Specific who can't guess at all, from the perspective of genre and lyrics, it seems to be different from those well-known lyrics, and it seems to be very consistent with Xue Qian's style, if it is written with the words cold and yang, I will think that this song is written by others," Maje said seriously.

"Forget it, this is also an unexpected thing." Li Cheng shook his head and said: "How is the purple scorpion?"

"She's something." Meiqi giggled and said: "The press conference downstairs is bustling."

"Oh? It will be very interesting, hehehe." Li Cheng stood up, went to the window, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, said: "Some people always can't recognize the reality, then I Let her see the reality, is the next thing arranged?"

"All have been arranged properly." Mei Qi also stood up and walked to Li Cheng's side, with a meaningful smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, extending his finger across Li Cheng's cheek, saying: "Since Zizi signed for three years, Time, I know she can't escape the palm of your satyr."

"Is it? Then I will let you see what is the real pervert."

Li Chengxiao laughed and threw away the cigarette that had just taken two cigarettes, and rushed over to Meiqi.

......

In the conference room downstairs, the launch of Zi Zi is also very lively.

When the reporter asked questions, a man nearly 30 years old took the lead to ask:

"Is you purple?"

As soon as this statement came out, there was a lack of silence on the field.

The expression of the purple scorpion paused, and he turned his forehead and spit out a word in his mouth: "Yes."

"Why did you retreat in the first place? I heard that it is because of the emotional problems with my boyfriend. Is this true?" another man asked.

"There is nothing wrong with it." Zi Yan's simple answer.

"Then you chose to retire. Why don't you open a press conference to announce it? You don't have a comment on the fans. Don't you feel awkward?" A woman in her twenties asked a question.

"I..."

For this matter, Zi Yan did not know how to answer, she did not give the fans an account.

Zhou Fei saw a brow and said: "Sorry, it seems that today is the album release, not the gossip conference, please ask about the album, thank you."

"That's also asking Miss Zi Yan to answer my question. Ok, after all, if you don't explain it, fans are afraid that they won't buy it." The woman still asked.

"At the beginning..." Under the eyes of everyone, Zi Yan slowly said: "I didn't give fans a explanation. It was my fault. The specific reason, I don't say much, the next question, the question about the album. I will answer."

At this time, more than a dozen reporters in the audience were indulging, and then the female reporter asked again:

"Also ask Miss Zi Yan, is your album carefully prepared?"

"Yes!" Zi Yan gave a positive answer.

Although the quality of the song was not satisfactory, it was only after her hard work with Zhou Fei day and night.

"That please..."

The reporters in the audience continued to ask questions about some albums, but the three or four reporters always asked some very difficult questions, which seemed to be asking for trouble with Ziyan.

For their questioning, Zijing’s answer is not leaking. After all, she has held this kind of conference many times.

......

I returned to Zhang Han’s restaurant.

At noon, the mood of Meng Meng has been completely eased. On the first floor, I played with the newly bought remote control car. I just remembered the fierce uncle in the morning. Meng Meng was still a little unhappy.

Most people like Meng Meng, why is he so fierce?

More than twelve o'clock, the diners as usual, in addition to egg fried rice and clear noodle soup, Zhang Han made glutinous potato and simple cucumber.

Meng Meng likes to eat noodle soup plus these two small cold dishes.

The hot noodle soup with a small cold dish is indeed a treat.

At lunch time, Liang Mengqi and other people familiar with Zhang Han found that the interest of Zhang Han was not high, so everyone was silent.

When the meal was just right, a Toyota Land Cruiser parked in a parking space outside the restaurant.

Zhao Feng opened the door and got off the bus. He walked into the restaurant and sat down in the usual position.

"Hey? Zhao Feng, how was your hand hurt?" Zhao Dahu asked Zhao Feng's handcuffs and asked.

Hearing the tone he cares about, Zhao Feng smiled and replied: "Scratch it."

"Hey, Meng Qi, he is hurt, you will blow his hand." Zhao Dahu saw that Zhao Feng liked Liang Mengqi. At this time, he took the opportunity to tease.

"What is blowing? You have this little monk." Liang Mengqi glanced at Zhao Dahu and immediately looked at Zhao Feng and said: "Who knows if he has done anything bad and hurts."

Zhao Feng shook his head with helplessness, and his heart sighed deeply.

If something goes wrong in the restaurant, it is estimated that you will not see Liang Mengqi in the future, and if they know that the restaurant is out of trouble because of themselves, it will definitely hate it.

Zhao Feng’s heart is very wrong, but he is helpless. He must complete the task of the Tang War.

The lunch situation is as always, after people leave, Zhao Feng silently cleans up the health of the restaurant.

Then went to the sofa, standing on the back side of the sofa and sinking, said:

"Boss, I want to ask you something."

"what's up."

"I want to... borrow a few days from the restaurant." Zhao Feng said lowly.

He wants to come and think, and there is only one way to do this. I borrowed the restaurant for a few days and gave the restaurant a slap. It was an explanation for the Tang War, and then I was looking for someone to decorate and wait for the boss to come back.

Although this method is stupid, although it can't hold back the Tang war, Zhao Feng can't think of any other way. Don't say that he wants to hurt Zhang Han. The key he knows, even if he is not the opponent of the boss.

"No."

However, Zhang Han gave a direct rejection.

"This..." Zhao Feng’s expression was a meal, and he didn’t know what to say for a while.

"Is that the so-called Tang Ye let you come to trouble?" Zhang Han turned to look at Zhao Feng, said faintly.

“Yes!” Zhao Feng replied truthfully, “I have no way.”

"How did you choose?"

"I don't want to do this, but the boss knows me too..."

"Okay." Zhang Han directly waved his hand and interrupted: "Do you know that blind man?"

"understanding."

"Well, go back." Zhang Han went directly to the order.

Zhao Feng was silent for a while, and finally left his head and left the restaurant. At this moment, he did not know what to do.

I spent the afternoon in the afternoon. At 7 o'clock in the evening, Zi Yan returned to the restaurant. After eating it, it was nearly nine o'clock. Zhang Han let the purple scorpion take it back.

Zi Yan didn't ask anything. With Meng Meng leaving the restaurant, the little princess still quarreled and let Zhang Han go home earlier.

Zhang Han also smiled and promised, but when the little princess left, Zhang Han’s expression faded.

He walked out of the restaurant, sat on the panda car that looked like a cheek, and dialed Zhao Feng's mobile phone number.

After the phone was connected, Zhang Han just said a few words:

"Tell me where the scorpion is."