Zhou Rongrong's call was indeed a good thing for Chen Jingzeng. He should also take it seriously.

Not only that, but it didn't take long for the village chief to come to the door, and he mentioned that someone would come to interview him tomorrow, as if he had come down from the city.

"Uncle, I really don't want to be interviewed, can we refuse?"

He is not a famous entrepreneur, just an ordinary person.

Blowing himself out too much, Chen Jing feels that many times it will backfire.

This will cause the majority of netizens to rebel.

He knows these marketing routines.

Exposure, everything must have a moderation.

The village chief sitting on the small bench sighed: "I also understand what you said, but we have no way to refuse what the people above arranged, so we can only accept it, but I will also convey your meaning, in the future, you will concentrate on your own business, and I will block the rest for you, but this time I am afraid it will not work." It

was precisely because of this that the village chief would come to discuss with him, and Chen Jing sighed: "Okay, I know, then this time."

"Okay, get ready tomorrow. "

Trouble uncle.

"It's okay, we're all from the same village, help each other, you're now the top brand of our village, gold ingots, you can't have any mistakes. The

title of the top gold ingots amused Chen Jing.

Young and old laughed.

"Are all those

wheelchairs ready?" "Uncle rest assured, everything is ready, and everyone can come here tomorrow to pick up wheelchairs." When the time comes, I will trouble the uncle and shout on the loudspeaker.

"Little things are trivial, I'll go back and shout in a moment." "

Okay, that's going to be troublesome. The

village chief got up and was about to go home, he turned around, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of Chen Jing's house slowly.

Another reporter came to interview, and Chen Jing was preparing for tomorrow.

Coco, who came out of the house, lay on the door and said, "Dabi, will another reporter come tomorrow? Is it

Aunt Zhou?" "It's not you, Aunt Zhou, it's other reporters." "

Oh!"

the others were not interested, and she went back to her room to get ready to rest.

After packing up the things at home, Chen Jing went back to his room and lay on the bed.

He is holding his mobile phone, swiping the vibrato, and there are more and more fans, and the exposure is also increasing.

There are also good and bad messages.

At this time, his WeChat rang, and when he opened it, he saw that it was sent by Zhang Wei.

The first thing that catches your eye is a crying emoji.

[Brother Chen, I'm still so sad, so sad, it's the first time I want to pursue a girl so hard, but I was deceived, she deceived my feelings, I'm so sad now!]

After posting this paragraph, I gave a crying expression later.

Chen Jing was lying on the bed.

Quickly typed two words, calmly.

The other party is a second back.

[I can't calm Brother Chen, I was almost taken on countless green hats, I think of those photos now, I am disgusted. Knowing people and knowing faces but not hearts, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and now I believe that I am really too simple. A

Su Lanzhi, Zhang Wei couldn't sleep all night, and now, he can't sleep peacefully.

The girl she liked at first glance was so unbearable!

I was really blind before I fell in love with Su Lanzhi.

[It's not early, rest early, as for Su Lanzhi's affairs, don't worry about it in the future, and ask again if you are not suitable for him, not all the way. 】

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