Chapter 191 Typical He Tingzhou Style

Before the press conference began, Shuang Xu and Xiao Liao checked the process and video for the last time.

The event was crowded with people, including Feixue employees, invited peer companies, media reporters and top KOLs in the technology circle.

Director Fan and a vice president of Cloud Shield Group were present at the event to show the importance the group attached to this product launch.

Flower baskets were placed all the way from the door to the inside of the venue. Although Yue Zifeng, Zuo Zhong and others did not attend in person, they still gave it a great show.

The employee in charge of on-site coordination came over to ask: "Boss Song, the flower basket has no more space. How about moving that part inside first?"

Frost Xu looked in the direction of her finger. The row of flower baskets was lush and majestic, with layers of light blue floral paper decorating them like the gorgeous hems of a princess.

"You can't move that side."

The employee only realized it when he saw the Chinese character “賀” (congratulations) on the top of the gift boxes: “I’m sorry, I didn’t notice that they were sent by Mr. He. I’ll move them to the first row right away!”

When the black Bentley stopped at the entrance of the venue, it attracted a lot of attention. The driver opened the back door and Shen Yu, dressed in a light gray suit, got out of the car.

As soon as he appeared, many people came to greet him and chat with him. A sharp-eyed reporter seized the opportunity to arrange an interview with him. Shen Yu politely refused: "I am not the protagonist today."

He walked past the reporters towards Frost Order, with flash lights flashing around him.

"Are you nervous?" Shen Yu asked.

"A little bit, but I'm more excited and looking forward to it." Shuang Xu said, "Don't you have to go to the company today?"

"Nothing serious happened at the company."

To be precise, those things took priority behind her.

As the two were talking, Lao Li came over in a hurry: "Boss Song, have you seen Boss Shu?"

"Isn't senior sister communicating with the media?" Shuang Xu looked around, but couldn't see Shu Yang anywhere.

"She was here just now, and in the blink of an eye she disappeared." Old Li glanced at his watch, looking anxious, "The press conference will start in ten minutes, we have to get ready quickly."

"Don't worry." Shuang Xu said, "I'll go to the bathroom to check."

She asked Lao Li to take Shen Yu to her seat while she went to look for Shu Yang. An unattractive man came up to greet her with a fawning attitude. She didn't recognize him, but after taking a look at the work badge hanging around his neck, she thought he was a media member present today.

The other party asked about "Mr. He" in a roundabout way, and Shuangxu smiled politely: "Today is the launch of our Feixue liquid hydrogen drone Xiaofeiniao, so we won't talk about personal matters."

"Isn't he your boyfriend? Isn't he coming to support you today?"

"If you're interested in his schedule, you can contact his assistant." She said, walked past him and went to the bathroom through the venue.

Shu Yang was indeed inside. She was standing in front of the sink, and her face in the mirror looked a little pale.

Shuang Xu walked over immediately and asked: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

"It's nothing." Shu Yang waved his hand carelessly, "It's still the same old problem, a little anemic."

She has been in good condition since she was discharged from the hospital, but she is not cured after all. Myelodysplastic syndrome is a very difficult disease to cure.

Hearing the word anemia, Shuang Xu tensed up reflexively: "Will it not recur? Have you been to the hospital for a checkup recently?"

I forgot about it because I was busy preparing for the press conference. But to prevent her from worrying, Shu Yang lied: "I went, I went on time every time. Don't you know how much I value my life? My goal is to live longer than Chen Peiran."

Shuang Xu was relieved at this: "You must take the medicine on time, don't be lazy."

Xiao Liao hurriedly pushed open the door: "Little Boss! Big Boss! It's time, let's start!"

Back at the venue, all the guests were seated. Xiao Liao helped Shuang adjust the microphone because her hands were shaking from excitement and she couldn't aim it correctly.

"Calm down," Shuangxu said. "Take a deep breath."

Xiao Liao took a deep breath, put the microphone in place, and then exhaled. He clenched his fist and said, "We have worked hard for more than two years, and finally waited until today. Go ahead, little boss!"

Shuang Xu clenched his fist and bumped it with hers with a smile: "Let's go together."

Five, four, three, two, one——

As the numbers on the big screen counted down, the lights on the scene dimmed.

High heels step onto the spotless stage, clacking, clacking, clacking - the slow and leisurely footsteps are amplified by the sound, and the pleasant rhythm quiets the noisy environment.

In the center of the stage, a spotlight suddenly descended, and a beautiful figure stood in the light.

The tailor-made suit fits her slender figure. Her face is bright and delicate, yet not deliberately made up. Her light makeup looks elegant and decent under the spotlight. She is beautiful, but more than beautiful.

Female presidents are not uncommon, but it is rare to find one who is so young and so beautiful.

Everyone in the venue focused their attention on her. Shuang Xu inevitably felt a little nervous, but when she saw Shen Yu sitting in the audience, her gaze paused.

She specifically asked Lao Li to reserve the best seat in the center of the first row for Shen Yu. At this time, the seat next to Shen Yu was empty, and there was... a dog sitting on it.

Perhaps to avoid scaring other guests, Wansui was wearing a collar around his neck and the other end of the leash was tied to the leg of a chair.

It sat next to the handsome and gentle Shen Yu, sitting upright with a solemn expression. The large dog's size, which should not be underestimated, was particularly prominent because it sat so upright.

Shen Yu folded his legs, his expression indifferent and indifferent.

Is this what He Tingzhou called a “good location”?

Who invited a dog to a press conference... and sat in the first row.

I was speechless but at the same time wanted to laugh for some reason. This is really typical of He Tingzhou's style.

The tension magically disappeared.

Shu Yang, Xiao Liao and the employees waiting behind silently cheered her on. She smiled in that beam of light:

"Hello everyone, I am Shuang Xu, the vice president of Feixue Innovation Technology Co., Ltd. I am very happy to meet you here today."

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Nancheng Airport is filled with various types of aircraft, from transport planes, helicopters to attack aircraft. The air show is proceeding in a grand and shocking manner.

He Qingwei arrived at the scene in person, and representatives from the organizers and participating companies came up to him and lined up to shake hands with him.

After a few brief words, he looked behind the crowd.

He Tingzhou was chatting with several foreign representatives. To be more precise, the other party was trying hard to find topics to talk about, and he looked uninterested.

Everyone was gathering around He Xiwei, but he seemed to have not noticed his arrival at all.

At this time Xu Zhen stepped forward and whispered something in his ear. He Tingzhou's unhappy face finally warmed up a little and he turned around.

He Qingwei thought that this unfilial son was finally coming over to say hello to him.

Unexpectedly, He Tingzhou walked straight to an empty corner without looking around, crossed his legs and sat on a chair. Xu Zhen used the remote control to turn on the LCD screen there.

He Qingwei walked over and saw a live broadcast of a press conference being played on the screen.

Shuang Xu was wearing a smart suit and had his long hair tied behind his head.

He Qingwei cleared his throat.

He Tingzhou said without raising his head: "Stop coughing, I see you."

"The Cloud Shield's flying show is about to begin. Do you still have time to watch the live broadcast?"

He Tingzhou ignored him and said, "You can't even find 20 pilots. Do you need me to perform in person?"

"..." He Qingwei waved his hand, and the guard stopped the attentive crowd, and he sat down on the chair next to him.