Chapter 122 Tell Me the Location of the Scorpion

"What's the matter with you? Are you in a hurry?"

Zi Yan said with some hesitation:

"I'm going to hold an album release conference later, and it's estimated that it won't be over until nearly twelve o'clock, and there are still many things to be busy in the afternoon, so there is probably very little time for lunch."

Zhang Hanwen paused for a moment, and said, "Then you should come back earlier at night."

"Okay, then I'll go to work first, see you in the evening." Zi Yan didn't ask further, and hung up the phone in a hurry after saying a word.

After hanging up the phone, Zi Yan sorted out her expression, and was about to walk into the press conference, she felt a little nervous for a while.

It seems that there has been no press conference for a long time.

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

Under normal circumstances, an artist is arranged to hold such a press conference in the company's large conference room, but today, for some reason, she and Xu Ruoyu held a press conference at the same time in the conference room.

This made Zhou Fei say again and again; "This is a conspiracy."

Although the explanation given above was that the timing was not enough, Zhou Fei, as an old fritter, naturally didn't believe it. She felt that Maggie just didn't want Zi Yan to have a better life, and she gave her eye drops just to get revenge on Zi Yan who left without saying goodbye. Things, but it seems that the contract has expired, so what does retiring have to do with her?

Zhou Fei was angry and anxious.

Even Zi Yan felt a strange feeling, but she had no choice but to let go, and she couldn't change it.

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

Although there are two press conferences in one venue, because the stage in the conference room is huge, the distance between the two parties is also very far, one is on the east side and the other is on the west side, so the mutual influence is not very great.

But after they sat down, they suddenly discovered that there were only a dozen media reporters on Zi Yan's side.

As for the media reporters on Xu Ruoyu's side, there were as many as forty or fifty people.

Comparing the two sides, it is clear at a glance who is hot and who is down.

After Zi Yan came in, Xu Ruoyu looked over, and everyone could see the complacency on his face.

"Sister Yan, who do you think this is for?" Zhou Fei whispered beside Zi Yan: "Is this intentional by the company? It's really interesting. I didn't expect them to look so ugly. We really shouldn't be with them." Sign for three years!"

"do not talk."

Zi Yan shook her head slightly, and at the same time, there was a sigh in her heart.

Why didn't she know that there is something wrong with this state now? She felt faintly in her heart that all this seemed to have something to do with Li Cheng. With her friendship, she would not do such a thing, but it is very likely that Li Cheng made a hindrance.

Zi Yan is not the kind of person who doesn't listen to things outside the window. She knows Li Cheng more or less. There are also eighteen.

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

At this time upstairs, in Majestic's office, Li Cheng was sitting casually on the sofa.

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

"More or less, there will be some influence. People's attention is attracted by other people. Now the streets are full of those three songs. It is estimated that after this hot period, people will notice Ruoyu's new song." Qi lightly nodded her forehead.

"Yeah." Li Cheng shook his head and sighed softly: "It's really halfway through Cheng Yaojin. Three new songs have been released in this period of time, and they are still the best of the best. This is something that no one can think of. Who is that Han Yang? ? Will it be a senior songwriter?"

"It's impossible to guess who it is. Judging from the style of the song and the lyrics, it doesn't seem to be the same as those well-known songwriters, and it seems to be very consistent with Xue Qian's style. If it weren't for the word Hanyang written on it, I would think that this song was written by others." Majesty said seriously.

"Forget it, this is also unexpected." Li Cheng shook his head and said, "How about Zi Yan?"

"Her matter." Meggie giggled, and said, "The press conference downstairs is busy."

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

"It's all been arranged." Majesty also stood up and walked to Li Cheng's side, with a meaningful smile hanging on the corner of her mouth, she stretched out her finger across Li Cheng's cheek, and said: "Since Zi Yan signed the three-year contract In just a few minutes, I knew she would never escape the grasp of a pervert like you."

"Really? Then I'll show you what a real pervert is."

Li Cheng laughed cheaply, threw away the cigarette he had just smoked twice, and rushed towards Majesty.

 …

In the conference room downstairs, Zi Yan's press conference was also very lively.

When the reporter asked questions, a man in his late thirties took the lead in asking:

"Excuse me, are you Zi Yan?"

As soon as this came out, the court couldn't help being quiet, and these words were a bit heartbreaking.

Zi Yan's expression paused, she nodded her forehead, and said a word: "Yes."

"Why did you retire in the first place? I heard that it was because of relationship problems with your boyfriend. Is this statement true?" Another man asked.

"It's nothing." Zi Yan answered concisely.

"Then you chose to retire back then, why didn't you hold a press conference to announce it? Don't you feel ashamed that you didn't explain to the fans?" A woman in her twenties asked a tricky question.

"I..."

For this matter, Zi Yan didn't know how to answer, she did not give an explanation to the fans back then.

Seeing this, Zhou Fei raised her brows and said, "I'm sorry, it seems that today's album conference is held, not a gossip conference. Please ask about the album, thank you."

"Then please Miss Zi Yan to answer my question just now, okay? After all, if you don't explain, the fans probably won't buy it." The woman still asked.

"At the beginning..." Under the eyes of everyone, Zi Yan said slowly: "It was my fault that I didn't give an explanation to the fans at the beginning. It is not convenient for me to say more about the specific reasons. The next question is about the album. I will answer."

At this time, more than ten reporters in the audience pondered for a while, and then the female reporter asked again:

"Also, Ms. Zi Yan, is your album well-prepared this time?"

"Yes!" Zi Yan gave an affirmative answer.

Although the quality of the song is not satisfactory, it is also the result of her and Zhou Fei's hard work day and night.

"Then may I ask..."

The reporters in the audience asked some questions about the album one after another, but those three or four reporters always asked some very tricky questions, as if they were trying to make trouble for Zi Yan.

For their questions, Zi Yan answered every detail, after all, she has held such press conferences many times.

 …

The sight returned to Zhang Han's restaurant.

At noon, Mengmeng's mood has completely eased, playing with the newly bought remote control car on the first floor, but thinking of the vicious uncle in the morning, Mengmeng is still a little unhappy.

Most people like Mengmeng very much, why is he so fierce.

After twelve o'clock, the diners came to the door as usual. In addition to egg fried rice and clear soup noodles, Zhang Han made soy potato shreds and simple cucumber shoots.

Mengmeng likes to eat noodles in clear soup and these two small cold dishes.

The warm noodle soup with small cold dishes is indeed a kind of enjoyment.

At lunch time, Liang Mengqi and other people who were familiar with Zhang Han found that Zhang Han was not interested in speaking at all, so everyone fell silent.

Just as the meal was ready, a Toyota Land Cruiser was parked in the parking space outside the restaurant.

Zhao Feng opened the door and got off the car, walked into the restaurant, and sat down in his usual place.

"Huh? Zhao Feng, why is your hand hurt?" Zhao Dahu looked at Zhao Feng's hand and asked oops.

Hearing his concerned tone, Zhao Feng smiled and replied, "It's a scrape."

"Oh, Meng Qi, he's injured, give him a hand blow." Zhao Dahu could see that Zhao Feng liked Liang Mengqi, so he even took the opportunity to joke.

"What are you talking about? You are a little bitch everywhere." Liang Mengqi glared at Zhao Dahu, then looked at Zhao Feng, and said, "Who knows if he got hurt by doing something bad."

Seeing this, Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly, and at the same time sighed deeply in his heart.

If something happened to the restaurant, then he probably wouldn't be able to see Liang Mengqi in the future, and if they knew that the restaurant had happened because of him, they would definitely hold grudges.

Zhao Feng felt aggrieved, but helpless, he had to complete Tang Zhan's task.

The situation at lunch was the same as before. After everyone left, Zhao Feng silently cleaned up the hygiene of the restaurant.

Then he walked to the sofa, stood behind the sofa, pondered for a while, and said:

"Boss, I want to ask you one thing."

"What's up."

"I want...to borrow a few days from the restaurant." Zhao Feng said in a low voice.

He thought about it, and there was only one way. He borrowed the restaurant for a few days and smashed the restaurant. It was an explanation to Tang Zhan, and then he was looking for someone to renovate it, and waited for the boss to come back.

Although this method is stupid, and although it can't hide it from Tang Zhan, Zhao Feng can't think of another way. Don't say whether he wants to hurt Zhang Han, the key is that he knows that even if he does it, he is not the boss's opponent.

"no."

However, Zhang Han directly rejected it.

"This..." Zhao Feng's expression paused, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Is it the so-called Master Tang who asked you to make trouble?" Zhang Han turned his head to look at Zhao Feng, and said lightly.

"Yes!" Zhao Feng replied truthfully, "I have no choice."

"Then how did you choose?"

"I don't want to do this, but you know me too, boss..."

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

"know. "

"Well, let's go back." Zhang Han directly ordered the eviction order.

Zhao Feng was silent for a while, and finally left the restaurant with his head down. At this moment, he didn't know what to do.

The afternoon passed quickly, after seven o'clock in the evening, Zi Yan returned to the restaurant, nearly nine o'clock after the meal, Zhang Han asked Zi Yan to take Mengmeng back first.

Zi Yan didn't ask anything, and left the restaurant with Mengmeng. The little princess was still clamoring for Zhang Han to go home earlier.

Zhang Han also agreed with a smile, 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 call was connected, Zhang Han just said a few words lightly:

"Tell me the location of the scorpion." (God-level dad..106106235)--( God-level dad)