Chapter 311 Don't Let Him Run Away

The Xiaomi mobile phone launch conference came to a successful conclusion amid the thunderous cheers and warm applause from the audience.

Song Ci declined Lei Jun's invitation to celebrate with him and was about to slip away quietly with Liu Shishi. However, a group of reporters who were well prepared and waiting for him would not let him do so and had already blocked the exit waiting for him.

At the entrance of the Electronics Museum, Song Ci was surrounded by reporters, with no way out on all sides. No matter how hard the bodyguards and security guards around him pushed and shoved, they were unable to lead their boss out.

The personal bodyguard Tang Yue looked nervous, his nerves tense as if facing a great enemy, and he protected the boss tightly behind him, fearing that any accident would happen.

Song Ci didn't expect the reporters to be so crazy. Seeing more and more people gathering around, they all tried their best to squeeze in. The scene was in chaos. Fearing a stampede, he hurriedly shouted to calm the reporters.

"Please don't crowd! I will accept your interviews, please be safe"

"Mr. Song, I'm a reporter from Electronic Technology Magazine. May I ask..."

"Hello, Chairman. I am a reporter from Toutiao. Today, you..."

A group of reporters were holding cameras and wanted to poke the microphone into Song Ci's face.

No wonder everyone is so excited. The richest man has always been low-key and seldom appears in front of the media. Today he finally got the chance and he must seize this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Please keep order, come one by one, ladies first, please let this female comrade ask questions first." Song Ci said as he casually pointed to a female reporter closest to him.

When the female reporter heard that she was chosen as the first person to be interviewed, she was overjoyed: "Mr. Song, why did you come to attend the Xiaomi mobile phone conference today? Everyone knows that you never like to attend such activities."

"There are two reasons. First, I am a shareholder of Xiaomi, so I am naturally very concerned about the launch of Xiaomi's first mobile phone. Second, Mr. Lei and I are good friends, so I came here today to cheer him on."

So that's what it is. Everyone suddenly realized that the richest man was actually a shareholder of Xiaomi. That explained everything.

After the female reporter asked the question, the reporters seemed to have a silent understanding and asked a reporter with glasses to ask the next question: "Mr. Song, I am a reporter from CCTV.

At the press conference just now, Mr. Lei Jun priced the cost-effective Xiaomi mobile phone at 1,999 yuan. I think everyone understands that this price is absolutely subversive to the smartphone industry. I wonder what you think about this. "

Facing the CCTV reporter, Song Ci was also cautious in his words and actions, and considered it carefully: "I once said that the future of the Internet industry lies in mobile Internet, and smartphones are the core carrier of mobile Internet.

Three years have passed since the birth of smartphones in 2007, and the popularity of smartphones in China is far less than that in Europe and the United States. Is it because people are unwilling to use smartphones and embrace mobile Internet? "

At this point, Song Ci shook his head slightly: "No! It's because smartphones are too expensive and people can't afford them! In 2009, the per capita disposable income of Chinese residents just exceeded 10,000 yuan.

A smart phone can easily cost several thousand yuan, and the cheapest one costs just over 4,000 yuan. With such high prices, smart phones are naturally difficult to popularize, which seriously restricts the development of mobile Internet.

I always believe that technology should not be high and mighty, but should serve everyone. Mr. Lei once told me that Xiaomi's goal is to make high-quality technology products that everyone can afford.

The price of 1999 yuan proves that Mr. Lei is practicing his beliefs. Mr. Lei is really an amazing entrepreneur. "

Song Ci's simple speech was like a warm current, which deeply touched the reporters on the scene. They never thought that the richest man who was so high up in the world also knew the sufferings of the people.

The high price of smartphones makes people like them, who have a relatively good income, feel distressed when buying one, not to mention ordinary white-collar workers and salaried workers.

"Science and technology should not be high and mighty, but should serve everyone. You said it very well!" The CCTV reporter kept this sentence in mind, thinking that the core idea of ​​the news article had been settled.

"Mr. Song, I'm a reporter from the Peking Daily. I'd like to ask, what will the Tengda Group use the huge amount of financing of up to 8.25 billion US dollars that it has recently received?"

"One part will be used for the development of new products, and the majority will be invested in the research and development of cloud computing, big data and artificial intelligence."

"Mr. Song, I'm xxx..."

Facing various questions from reporters, Song Ci spoke eloquently and responded with ease, occasionally using one or two witty little allusions. His gentle and elegant temperament amazed everyone, and they all exclaimed at the outstanding style of the richest man.

"Mr. Song, I'm a reporter from The Paper. May I ask what is your relationship with Miss Liu Shishi? Did anyone notice that the way you look at Miss Liu Shishi is very unusual?"

Song Ci glanced at the gossipy female reporter. This was the first reporter to ask him a personal question. The previous questions were all about Xiaomi and Tenda.

"I am a fan of Liu Shishi. I like her role as Long Kui the most. As for the look in her eyes, everyone has a love for beauty. It is a yearning for beauty."

The reporter wanted to ask again: "Mr. Song, what you said on stage about Liu Shishi and your wife..."

Song Ci waved her hand, interrupting her question: "Okay, I have something else to do later, so let's stop here today. If you have anything else you want to ask, you can leave a message on my Weibo."

The reporters interviewed Song Ci for nearly half an hour and were very satisfied at this moment. They knew that too much is as bad as too little and that continuing to block the road might displease the richest man, so they all made way.

Upon seeing this, Tang Yue hurriedly escorted the boss with a few of his younger brothers and quickly left the electronics hall.

At the same time, in the underground parking lot, several reporters were hiding and staring at a Maybach not far away.

These reporters were too far away from Song Ci at the time and could not squeeze into the best position. They happened to see the big star Liu Shishi wearing a mask and sunglasses and leaving in a low-key manner, so they chased Liu Shishi all the way to the parking lot.

"We are legitimate journalists, not paparazzi. Why are we doing this in secret? We should just go and interview openly." Seeing Liu Shishi get into the car and no movement for more than half an hour, a reporter became a little impatient.

"Are you stupid? Who would be interested in a serious interview right now? What everyone likes to hear is definitely the private lives of celebrities. Liu Shishi is obviously waiting for someone. Be patient."

Another reporter nearby also echoed: "The car Liu Shishi drove was a Maybach 62 Zeppelin, which costs 13 million yuan. Is this something she can afford? I feel like there's big news today."

As if to confirm his words, several figures hurried over and walked straight towards the Maybach that Liu Shishi was riding in.

"That's Song Ci! Damn, he got in the car!"

"I've always said that there are always cats that don't steal fish. A man and a woman alone, what else is there to say!"

"No wonder Liu Shishi has become so popular in recent years. It turns out that the richest man is supporting her."

"That makes sense! Song Ci is handsome and rich, it would be unreasonable for him not to sleep with a few female stars."

"Take pictures quickly. If this is released, the whole internet will be in an uproar. I never thought that such a huge fortune could befall me, Old Zhang. Brothers, we have agreed that we will report on our own, based on our own abilities. What are you all standing there for?"

A reporter was adjusting the camera and taking a lot of pictures. When he saw his colleagues standing there motionless, he looked up belatedly.

At some point, a few men in black started standing around, looking a bit scary in the dim light of the parking lot.

Tang Yue got straight to the point: "My friends, this is not the first time I have dealt with reporters. Secret photography is illegal. Besides, there are some interests at stake, so I don't need to explain more."

An experienced journalist obviously knew how to deal with the situation and said, "I understand. I will delete the photos immediately. You can check my camera."

After saying that, he pressed the delete button on the camera and handed the camera to Tang Yue.

Tang Yue winked at one of his younger brothers, who understood what he meant, took the camera and began to check it carefully.

After a moment, he confirmed that all the photos in the camera were deleted, nodded to the boss, and with Tang Yue's tacit gaze, he returned the camera to the reporter.

Once one person took the lead, the others followed suit without saying a word and did the same.

After checking the cameras, mobile phones and other photography equipment of several reporters one by one, Tang Yue bowed slightly to them and said, "I'm sorry for the offense. I hope you will forgive me."

The veteran reporter who cooperated first nodded and said, "We all understand the rules of the industry. Under normal circumstances, we don't need to cross the principle of not touching the powerful."

Tang Yue also likes to deal with smart people: "Thank you for your understanding."

The Maybach drove out of the parking lot first, followed closely by two Mercedes-Benz cars.

Looking at the luxury cars coming out one after another, a reporter said with regret: "It's a pity that Song Ci's bodyguard was too alert and missed a great opportunity."

If the richest man didn't know about this kind of gossip, he would have just published it, but since his bodyguard discovered it, he had no choice but to keep silent.

"We didn't expect the person who came would be the richest man. We were so excited that we got too carried away."

The reporter who cooperated first waved his hand and said impatiently, "Alright, let's keep this to ourselves. It's just a wealthy man supporting a celebrity. It's nothing new in today's society. This is just Song Ci getting married, or else it's a story of a talented scholar and a beautiful woman."

"That's true. With Song Ci's wealth and status, it's not uncommon for him to have 10 mistresses. Besides, with his face, maybe some female celebrity would pay for him."

While several reporters were talking one after another and sighing about the social reality, Liu Shishi was in the car asking her husband about the meaning of his words at the press conference.

Listening to Song Ci's answers, Liu Shishi smiled and said, "Then I am both your Kunlun Moon and your Jiangnan Willow! But what does the last amber light mean?"

Song Ci's eyes were burning and she said affectionately: "The female poet Li Qingzhao has a poem called "Huanxisha. Don't let the cup be too deep and the amber thick." I used this allusion to allude to the sweetness of marriage. The moon on Kunlun is the reflection of the willows in the south of the Yangtze River in the clouds. Liu Shishi and my wife are the same person."

Liu Shishi was fascinated by the beautiful scene her husband described: "So this is what Amber meant. I have to read more Tang and Song poems. Otherwise, I won't understand my husband's love words in the future. That would be embarrassing."

The next morning, at the A33 Theater in Peking, a group of actors were performing passionately on the stage.

Below the stage, Ma Xin, the number one direct director of Tengda Culture, looked at the empty seat next to him with a helpless look on his face.

Originally, Liu Shishi had asked him to watch Happy Twist's performance today, and then go together to meet Chen Teng and other members of the drama club to finalize all the actors for "Charlotte's Troubles". Unfortunately, Yijie stood him up.

The phone in his arms vibrated slightly. Ma Xin took out his phone and found that he had received a text message.

Liu Shishi: Director Ma, I'm sorry, I have something urgent to do today and can't go to the A33 Theater. I'll leave the negotiation with Kai Xin Trouble to you, I'll wait for your good news.

Liu Shishi, who was still lying in bed, had no choice. Yesterday, her husband was very passionate and had sex with her until the early morning, which exhausted her half to death.

When we got up in the morning, he actually enthusiastically pulled her to do morning exercises. Her whole back and waist ached and she felt like she was about to fall apart. She didn't want to move, let alone go to the theater to watch a play.

Ma Xin sighed. The investor and the leading actress was unreliable. It seemed that he had to rely on himself for the casting of the movie.

On the stage, the actors' expressive lines and exaggerated and humorous movements failed to arouse his interest at all.

No matter how exciting a drama is, it will become boring if you watch it too much. In order to observe whether Chen Teng is suitable for the leading male role, he has watched Happy Twist's dramas several times. Now watching it again, he just feels like chewing wax.

Since I had my phone out, I opened Weibo and checked the trending searches out of boredom.

“A press conference that’s all about appearance.”

"Liu Shishi endorses Xiaomi mobile phone."

"The richest man said he was a fan of Liu Shishi."

"A glance lasts a lifetime."

“Technology should not be on a pedestal.”

. . . . . .

Ma Xin casually flipped through the hot searches from last night until now, and found that most of them were about the couple Song Ci and Liu Shishi. He cursed them in his heart, calling them a couple of bastards, secretly showing off their affection, and not making it public even though they were married, playing tricks on netizens.

After browsing Weibo for a while, the drama finally ended. Ma Xin went against the flow of people and went to the backstage.

As soon as I stepped into the backstage, I saw a man coming up to me and introducing himself enthusiastically: "Hello, Director Ma, I've heard a lot about you. I'm Zhang Chen, chairman of Happy Twist Culture Media."

Ma Xin did his homework before coming and had a detailed understanding of Happy Twist.

In 2003, the person in front of us, Zhang Chen and two other people, Yu Kai and Tian Youliang, each invested 100,000 yuan and jointly founded Happy Twist Culture Media.

Happy Twist initially tested the market with the stage play "If You Want to Eat Twist, I'll Twist It for You Now", but due to the impact of SARS, it turned to developing drama.

Later, due to dissatisfaction with the company's development, Tian Youliang withdrew and sold his shares to Yu Kai.

After 2008, Yu Kai gradually lost interest in running Happy Twist. Zhang Chen gradually acquired shares from other shareholders, becoming the company's largest shareholder and controlling the actual management rights of Happy Twist.

Knowing that the person in front of him was the big boss of Happy Twist that he had made an appointment with yesterday, Ma Xin shook hands with Zhang Chen and responded politely: "Mr. Zhang, I am sorry for disturbing you by visiting me today."

Zhang Chen praised Ma Xin, the leader of the new generation of domestic directors, repeatedly: "With Director Ma here, Happy Twist will be honored."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Ma Xin directly stated his purpose: "Mr. Zhang, I came here today mainly to chat with Shen Teng. I am currently preparing a new movie, and I think he is very suitable to play the leading male role. I want to hear his thoughts."

(End of this chapter)