Master Xie, the driver of the nutshell electronics factory, naturally carries Shen Youchu. The "process" is almost the same. He also came to the gate of the University of Finance and economics in the morning and received Shen Youchu, Hu Linyu and Nie Xiaoyu, tool 2.

On the road, master Xie judged that the girl with peach eyes was the girlfriend of the big boss by saying "your boyfriend" and "your Chen Hansheng" in Hulin language.

But he arrived early. Shen Youchu got off at the east gate of the exhibition hall around 7:45.

After Shen Youchu finished visiting Chen Hansheng backstage and found a place to sit down in the East District, Master Wu arrived at the west gate after Wang Zibo's tossing "stop → find a place → urinate → stop → find a place → defecate".

It's 8:40 now.

After Xiao Rongyu and his colleagues checked in their tickets from the west gate, they found that the exhibition hall had a large space. The seats were also divided into the East and west districts. In the middle was the press area. Various cameras stood in the middle, blocking the line of sight looking opposite.

At this time, the exhibition hall is basically full, and the dark people are crowded. Most of the young boys wear glasses. Of course, there are many girls talking about the shell mobile phone.

Xiao Rongyu and Bian Shishi looked at the seat number. It happened to be the west area in front of them.

"Good luck. You don't have to detour there."

Xiao Rongyu smiled and said.

Wang Zibo rubbed his nose next to him. Xiao Chen can even arrange the entry time. It's a little fun to arrange a seat.

"The press conference is about to begin. Shen Youchu should have been ready long ago."

Wang Zibo breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, as long as Shen Youchu and Xiao Rongyu all sat down, the things behind would become simple.

There are so many people in the middle of the East and west districts. Who has nothing to do? Once the press conference starts, everyone's attention is on Chen Hansheng. After the press conference, they hurriedly escort Shen Youchu and Xiao Rongyu away from different side doors according to the agreed plan.

At that time, everything was settled. This was the plan for the general control room of mobile phone press conference formulated by Chen Hansheng.

But Xiao Rongyu sat for a while, took out his mobile phone and called Chen Hansheng: "Xiao Chen, where are you? I want to see you."

"It's too late now."

Chen Hansheng's voice was a little noisy: "I'm ready to play. Please encourage me below."

"All right."

Little fish has some regrets. She also wants to hug her boyfriend.

Wang Zibo was sitting honestly. When he heard the phone, he tensed up again and pricked up his ears to eavesdrop.

He is probably the only one who expects the conference to end early, and the other is the little secretary.

"It's all your fault."

Bian Shishi blamed Wang Zibo: "if you hadn't been going to the bathroom, we would have arrived very early. Little fish doesn't have time to go backstage."

Wang Zibo nodded in shame. No matter what his original intention was, things were really delayed by himself.

"That's not true."

Xiao Rongyu smiled and shook his head: "I called Xiao Chen last night and said a lot, but now it's just

The little fish didn't finish his words. Just listen to the sound of "bang", all the lights in the exhibition hall went out, and the surroundings were suddenly dark.

The audience thought there was a problem with the power system. Suddenly, a number of "10" appeared on the huge projection tablecloth in front.

Then, under everyone's gaze, "10" becomes "9", "9" becomes "8" and "8" becomes "7"······

"Ouch!"

Finally, someone howled excitedly.

We finally understand that this is a countdown, indicating that the "nutshell ● redefine mobile phone" press conference is about to officially begin.

Soon, the howling was replaced by the collective countdown.

“5、4、3、2、1······”

When everyone counted to "1", a strong light hit the stage, where a figure appeared.

It turned out that he quietly stood over there when the light went out and counted down.

The man was dressed in a casual jacket and jeans, stepped on a pair of Nike flat shoes, didn't wear a formal suit, was in his early twenties, and his smile was unrestrained and full of ruffian Qi.

"Hello, everyone!"

He didn't have stage fright at all. He raised the microphone and shouted, "I'm Chen Hansheng, the founder of nutshell electronics. Thank you for coming to the nutshell mobile phone press conference. Thank you!"

Chen Hansheng said and bowed. Young people's enthusiasm is always easy to ignite. Especially in the face of this way of appearance, those enthusiastic shell fans immediately cheered loudly, mixed with Chen Hansheng's family and friends, as well as the junior brothers and sisters of the University of Finance and economics.

"Xiao Chen ~"

"Boss!"

"Fourth brother!"

"Squad leader!"

"Chairman Chen!"

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The reporter timely photographed these pictures, which shows that not only fruit shell electronics has a strong market appeal, but also the founder Chen Hansheng has a fan base.

In fact, if you can separate the mirrors, the camera head should aim at Chen Hansheng, Shen Youchu and Xiao Rongyu respectively.

When Chen Hansheng introduced himself, the little fish also waved his arms and sipped the pear vortex to support with everyone;

Shen Youchu's reaction needs to be restrained. Although she is also very excited, she just clenches her small fist and stares at Chen Hansheng for a moment.

"What do you call so loud?"

Hu Linyu pretends to be dissatisfied and pulls out his ears. They are all students of class 2 of public management. Jin Yangming is still crying, as if he must reflect his deep feelings with Chen Hansheng.

When the sound under the stage was a little lower, Chen Hansheng was ready to start. He pressed the PPT page turner, but n