Eyes staring at the screen, refused to leave for a moment, hoping that the mobile phone screen can light up.

Xiaorou looks at Yu xiaonuan and asks in a low voice: "xiaonuan, are you waiting for the call from president Tang?"

Yu xiaonuan nodded in a low mood.

In fact, although she will worry about her poor performance in front of reporters, she will not solve the problem perfectly.

But she is more worried about Tang Yuheng's attitude. If there is no news for so many days, will it really be like what the outside world says that even he doesn't believe in himself and feels that he has done something sorry for him.

"Xiaorou, he hasn't contacted me for several days. He's never been like this before. Do you think he also believes the photos on the Internet and the words of those people?" Yu xiaonuan asked anxiously.

"No! Even I don't believe in those photos. Mr. Tang, who is so smart, is even more unlikely to believe them. " Xiaorou said comfortingly.

"But in that case, why does he have no news for so many days? He used to call me every day when he was on business. But on this business trip, I didn't even make a phone call. " This is what Yu xiaonuan is most worried about.

"This..." xiaorou doesn't know how to say it.

"Why don't you just call and ask yourself? What's the use of speculating here? " Qiumanman is lying on his chair, playing "snake wars", vowing to set a record.

"Yes, Xiao Nuan, you can call yourself and ask? Maybe Mr. Tang just got better. What's wrong with him? " Xiaorou said.

Yu xiaonuan hesitated and said, "I, I'm afraid..."

She was afraid of things as she was afraid of them.

It's a little bit before the press conference.

Yu xiaonuan is holding the mobile phone tightly in his hand, and his palms are sweating.

Xiaorou and qiumanman didn't follow in.

Standing in front of the door of the rest room, Yu xiaonuan took two deep breaths, slid his address book to the column of "Uncle Tang", gently pointed his finger and dialed the number out.

Yu xiaonuan's heart is beating!

Just when the voice of artificial customer service came from that end of the phone, Yu xiaonuan's heart suddenly cooled to the bottom of the valley.

She finally summoned up the courage to make the call, but she didn't expect that Tang Yuheng couldn't get through.

Uncle, is he busy?

Yu xiaonuan comforts himself in his heart. It's good that he can't get through the explanation. Maybe uncle really doesn't have time to watch the news because he is too busy.

Hang up the phone, Yu xiaonuan some lost push open the door of the lounge.

With more than ten minutes to go before the reception, she wanted to take a final look at her desk book and think about the questions that reporters might ask.

As soon as the door of the rest room was opened, Yu xiaonuan had no time to react, so his arm was held by someone. He pulled it in and pressed it against the wall, and the door was instantly closed.

At the same time, hot lips also fell down

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It's time for the press conference, and all the reporters have already sat down on the arranged chairs.

Yu xiaonuan is pinching the point to go in, the person has not stood still, a big wave of reporters Sao ~ move, scrambling to ask her.

"Mrs. Tang, did you ask for today's press conference?"

"Mrs. Tang, do you have anything to explain about the photos on the Internet?"

"Mrs. Tang, are you really cheating? Does president Tang know about this? "