miss the rest of my life

Chapter 209
This tense atmosphere was broken by a group of media.

Before recovering from the depressed mood, a large number of media reporters had gathered downstairs, and they were all stopped downstairs and not allowed to enter.

The hospital really had nothing to do. This seriously affected the normal order of the hospital, so they had no choice but to come over to Yu Xia and say, "Miss Yu, please go down and deal with it. These reporters refuse to leave if they don't find anything. I know you're in trouble. But now it's getting in the way of the hospital, I hope you..."

"Okay." Yu Xia looked up at the emergency light, it was still on, and he couldn't help.

I had no choice but to go down and deal with it casually. Chen Yuannan followed behind and escorted Yu Xia. He whispered: "You don't need to be brave, calm down."

Yu Xia walked slowly, her footsteps a little floating, the rumors of Sequoia's acquisition were already flying everywhere, the chairman was still admitted to the hospital at this time, the remaining group of directors were vacillating, and the group of retail investors were extremely easy to be caught by the media. Misleading, this time it is really the enemy.

With a lot of thoughts, Yu Xia was already standing in front of the various media, and the reporters all approached Yu Xia with their microphones in their hands. A few of the more aggressive ones almost poked the microphone directly into Yu Xia's chin.

Chen Yuannan got a little angry, stretched out his hand to block it, and pulled Yu Xia back a few steps, his deep voice was not loud, but it was extremely intimidating: "Stand still." After a pause, everyone seemed to be startled, he Then he said slowly, "Ask."

The reporter looked at the bodyguard next to him, whose face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and his brain circuit was reconnected before he started asking.

"All major domestic companies are facing the danger of collapse. Can Sequoia be able to save the day as before?"

"Yes." Yu Xia said without changing expression.

"Sequoia Chairman Cheng Chen has been admitted to the hospital for three hours. Why hasn't he come out of the emergency room? Is the injury serious? Can you tell me?"

"It's not serious. I can't." Yu Xia's face was a little cold.

"Xia Chen will also be affected from time to time?"

"will not."

"Why are you so sure?"

"Because of confidence."

"The confidence that comes from it?"

Yu Xia looked sideways slightly. This reporter, who was pressing every step of the way, was looking at her provocatively. She raised her eyebrows.

The red lips parted lightly: "Do you also have to ask about commercial secrets?"

Chen Yuannan looked at the reporter, scanned his face all the way to the sign in front of the microphone, secretly remembering the name.

The reporter was slightly taken aback. It is always the reporter who drives the questionee to nowhere. No one has ever dared to speak to him in such a tone. Offending the reporter is the most unwise choice. Even if black and white are completely reversed, no one will doubt it.

He was already familiar with this kind of thing.

He made up his mind, and said with a sneer, "Is that the way Xia Chen's high-level executives talk?"

Yu Xia was not very polite, and replied: "I have always been how others treat me and how I treat others. When questioning others, you should first review yourself."

The reporter next to him was snapping pictures, and tomorrow's headline will be written - "Superior Xia Chen fought with a small reporter", this is really rare.

Chen Yuannan also felt that things were a little out of control. Yu Xia was not in a good mood because of Cheng Chen's matter, and now he was easily fooled by the little reporter, and immediately pulled Yu Xia down, and said in a deep voice: "This is the end of the interview. .”

Yu Xia returned to the emergency room, but Cheng Chen hadn't come out yet, she buried her face in her hands, her eyes felt a little astringent.

Chen Yuannan went to the corner and took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and reported the name of a magazine: "Yes, the kid you sent to the hospital to interview today, I don't want to see him in the press again..."

(End of this chapter)