Spoiled Marriage: Big President, Little Sweetheart

  She responded.

   is undoubtedly the thing that makes the reporters the most boiling.

   Suddenly, the security was a little overwhelmed. The reporters squeezed towards Li Qiyun, handing the microphone in front of her excitedly, and you chased me to ask questions.

   "Ms. Li, what do you think about your fight for the position of president with Shao Li this time?"

   "I don't have any thoughts, it's all for the better development of the chaebol."

  "Then may I ask if you suddenly convinced shareholders to convene a general meeting of shareholders because of the inconsistency between the chaebol's future development concept and Li Xiao?"

   "It doesn't count."

  "Excuse me, if you win this general meeting of shareholders, how would you arrange it?"

"Suitable location."

  "Miss Li, you have now announced that you are engaged to the young master of the Os family. Will the Li family and the Os family gradually merge in the future?"

  "Not considered for the time being."

  "Does it mean that I will consider it if I have not considered it for the time being?"

   "It's not convenient to answer."

The reporters raised sharp questions one after another. Li Qiyun can be said to answer all questions, but she has a very good posture, and her temperament is so strong that she can’t ignore it, and the answers to the questions can be said to be seamless, even if the reporter wants to dig. If something came out, her specious answer also made people unable to dig out anything.

  But they did not dig out the secrets of the rich and powerful that they wanted. The reporters were not reconciled, thinking about how to set up a set of problems and put out some content.

  On a car TV at a secluded intersection 500 meters away from Li's headquarters, Li Qiyun was playing an interview.

  Li Qiyun's leisurely voice echoed back and forth in the car.

  Huo Yi can feel the low air pressure in the car.

  He quickly lowered his head to hide the dissatisfaction in his eyes.

  He didn't understand what Ms. Qi Yun wanted to do, but the shareholders meeting was about to begin. She was still interviewing reporters at this juncture. Is this interesting?

  She didn’t know that this kind of interview and reporting would only destroy the image of the Li’s chaebol?

  Since Miss Yun is so capable and capable, it is impossible not to know this.

  Does she just want to see Li's stock go down, to force Sir Alex Ferguson to bow his head?

Huo Yi accumulated more and more dissatisfaction in his chest.

  Since this time, Miss Yun really did too much. The means she used were all means to deal with outsiders, let alone Ferguson, even when he looked at it, he felt chills.

  Li Beijue expressionlessly picked up the remote control panel in his hand and turned off the car TV. He couldn't see the joy and anger on his handsome face, and asked, "Chi Enen is leaving?"

   "Miss Chi and Father Habsden have already arrived at the company, but Miss Chi did not go through the main entrance, but went in directly through the side entrance."

  There are many reporters and media at the front gate.

  If you want to go to the main entrance, you will be surrounded by reporters, so go to the side entrance.

  "En." Li Beijue looked a little better when he mentioned Chi Enen, and said, "Let's also go to the side entrance and keep a low profile. Go straight up from the elevator in the underground garage."

   "Yes, Sir Sir."

  Although there are reporters at the side door, Huo Yi is not worried that they will be blocked. Because he had arranged it a long time ago, today they drove the car of a manager of the company, and the reporter would not notice this car.

  The company has implemented security measures in advance. As long as they drive into the company, reporters will not be able to enter.

  At that time, you will directly go up to the meeting room from the president's exclusive elevator, and you will not be surrounded by the company's internal personnel.