The reporter's questions were too sharp and rude, with no intention of leaving Feng Zhen a way out.

Consumers also saw through Feng Zhen's routine of talking about people and talking about ghosts. They felt that he was heartbroken and started to protest again.

"Feng Zhen, you are the president of the Feng family and you must give us an explanation!"

"We want compensation!"

Reporters are not easy to fool. They all have sharp mouths. No one is on Feng Zhen's side. He even thinks that these reporters are invited by Su Hang to punish him!

The parents, the troubled consumers, were in a commotion on the spot.

The reporters were surrounded by consumers. The reporters did not forget their responsibilities and continued to ask questions.

"Has Mr. Feng Zhen thought of any countermeasures?"

"How do you plan to resolve this dispute?"

"Can Feng's refund and compensate consumers?"

"Mr. Feng Zhen, why don't you speak? Do you not know how to solve this matter? Mr. Feng Zhen, are you going to back down?"

The reporters were aggressive, and every word they said to me was like putting Feng Zhen on fire.

Feng Zhen gritted his teeth secretly: "Please believe that I will definitely come up with a solution and give everyone a satisfactory result."

"Satisfied? How can we be satisfied if you are going to fire us!" The manager of the evaluation department didn't give him any face at all.

The evaluation department led the consumers to make more noise, shouting and roaring. Feng Zhen had a severe headache. His secretary could no longer stop the reporters, and even the microphone was thrust into his face to force him to answer. .

His vision went dark, and he even wanted to faint and avoid this disaster.

He just thought of this, but saw that the crowd was being pushed out of the way.

Someone roared: "Stop pushing!"

But the manager of the evaluation department's eyes lit up and he shouted: "Mr. Feng! It's Mr. Feng! Make way for Mr. Feng!"

Mr. Feng? Which CEO? Is this Feng Zhen right now? Isn't this right in front of them?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they immediately understood that the person coming was Feng Chen, the former president of the Feng Group! The real founder of 'cloud' mobile phones!

The reporters no longer surrounded Feng Zhen and rushed towards Feng Shen. The consumers seemed to have expected that this was the talker who could really solve their problems and ignored Feng Zhen.

Feng Zhen, who was surrounded by people just now, was unexpectedly ignored at this moment.

Feng Chen was not alone. Standing next to him was Gu Nanzhi, while Yang Ciyuan stood on the other side of Feng Chen. The bodyguards only allowed reporters to have a safe distance from them to ask questions, not far away. Not too close is just right.

The reporter's camera focused on several people. They were first dazzled by Gu Nazhi's appearance. For a moment, they were unable to ask the question immediately. They almost wanted to gossip and ask about Gu Nanzhi's identity.

But the reporter didn't ask. Instead, a young female reporter wearing glasses asked with bright eyes: "Mr. Feng! Is this your assistant next to you?"

This issue has nothing to do with 'Cloud 11'.

The female reporter wearing glasses turned pale immediately after asking. She felt that her career was over for asking such an unprofessional question.

Unexpectedly, Gu Nanzhi slowly lowered his gaze to her face, and Yang Ciyuan had already handed the microphone to Feng Chen's hands.

His face was cold but calm, with a touch of tenderness hidden in his eyes. He glanced at the reporter who asked the question, and said lightly with some admiration: "Gu Nazhi, the director of the engineering department of Fengshi Group, is also my wife. "

There was sudden silence.

The smile on Gu Nanzhi's face froze for a moment.

She tilted her head and uncontrollably pinched the man's lower back. The man's waist was full of hard muscles. She pinched him and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Feng Chen said "Huh?" and made an interrupting gesture to the others present: "Wait a moment, my wife has something to say to me."

Yang Ciyuan stood aside like a wooden man, even wanting to stay away.

Feng Chen leaned over Gu Nanzhi's ear: "What did you just say?"

The scene was really quiet. Gu Nanzhi really didn't understand why those consumers who were making trouble also wanted to watch the excitement. Why didn't they make any noise or shout? Daqing is really just looking at what other people choose!

She took a deep breath and said in a small voice that only the two of them could hear: "What are you talking about? It's not even three months yet."

The man's eyes flashed slightly, but his free hand "deliberately" held her hand and whispered: "What? You said you were nervous?"

Gu Nanzhi: "..."

If she doesn't understand what Feng Chen wants to do, she is a dog.

No, she is not a dog, Feng Chen is the dog!

What about giving her a three-month buffer before announcing their marriage? It’s only been over a month now! What a fuss!

She squeezed the man's hand and even wanted to pinch it, but the man held it tightly. She even faced the reporter with a slight smile on her face: "I'm sorry, my wife said there are too many of you." She’s a little scared and wants me to hold her hand, if you don’t mind.”

reporter:"……"

consumer:"……"

I don’t know why the normal crusade meeting seems to have turned into a show of affection. It seems weird, but it’s still a bit annoying.

The female reporter wearing glasses didn't know what was wrong, so she frantically took pictures of the two of them, pointing the "click" and "click" flash at them.

Feng Chen raised his eyes and glanced deeply at the female reporter wearing glasses. The female reporter shivered and was about to stop when she heard Feng Chen say in a gentle tone: "Reporter, please wait until this matter is over. Come to Fengshi, I really want to take this photo in your hands, thank you for your hard work."

Female reporter wearing glasses: "..."

It's like a fucking dream.

She nodded blankly, how dare she say no.

Gu Nanzhi and Yang Ciyuan couldn't help it anymore. Yang Ciyuan reminded with a smile: "Mr. Feng, do you still remember what we are here for."

Feng Chen glanced at Yang Ciyuan subtly. Yang Ciyuan touched his nose and coughed lightly and looked at Gu Nanzhi. Gu Nazhi was about to follow Yang Ciyuan's words and ask the reporter to continue with the questions.

Unexpectedly, another female reporter wearing glasses squeezed to the front, and even asked in a daze and boldly: "Mr. Feng, the name Gu Nanzhi sounds familiar. If I remember correctly, Gu Nanzhi is your nephew." Feng Yu's fiancée, how did you two... get together?"

Huh!

Because Feng Chen came, consumers were not worried about Feng's failure to pay compensation. They seemed to have a natural sense of trust in Feng Chen, and they were actually watching the show at this moment.

The reporters were too excited just now and did not remember Gu Nanzhi's identity for a moment, but they suddenly remembered it when the reporter wearing glasses mentioned it.

Feng Chen's eyes were light, and he held Gu Nanzhi's hand again: "Feng Yu cheated on her many times, and the two of them have already resolved their engagement. I met my wife in the early years, and I had feelings for her at that time. He pursued her immediately after she and Feng Yu broke off their engagement."