Chapter 968

Jin Beiqing is not interested in what the news reports are about.

What he is interested in is the photo of Jin Yushen taken away by the police.

Looking down for a while, Jin Beiqing threw his mobile phone on the chair seat, "funny."

"Second young master, do you want me to give things to the media now?"

"No Jin Beiqing raised his hand and pinched his nose, "contact the media."

"Yes, second young master."

Jin Beiqing looked out of the window with a trace of irony in his eyes.

No matter when, Jin Yushen will not let him down. He is just deliberately cooperating with his own plan.

If we let him cooperate like this, we can't let him down.

……

At the door of the company.

Without Molin contacting the media, the media took the initiative to find him.

After all, not long after Jin Beiqing was the head of the Jin family, Jin Yushen went to the bar to get drunk. As soon as they were related, there was no more valuable news.

So these media are eager to interview Jin Beiqing.

When the car passed by the company gate, Maureen saw groups of media and didn't feel surprised at all.

"Second young master, when are you going to be interviewed?"

"Eleven o'clock."

"Yes, second young master."

Molin drove the car into the underground garage. After parking, he opened the car and said, "second young master, here we are."

"Well."

Before picking up the mobile phone that he threw to the side, Jin Beiqing stepped out of the car.

At this time, people in the company are very busy. After all, it's almost noon. No one wants to eat lunch.

So when he and Maureen came out of the elevator, only a small number of people noticed.

"Good president."

"Well."

At the door of the office, Jin Beiqing pushed the door and went in.

Molin closed the door of the office and said in a slow voice, "second young master, if you accept the media interview, Miss Xia will certainly see it then."

Is this really OK?

"It's not your business."

With that, Jin Beiqing sat down on the chair, picked up a folder on his desk and threw it at Molin.

Maureen quickly ran forward two steps, caught the folder, "second young master, I'll go first."

"Get out of here."

"Yes, second young master."

Knowing that what he said just now made Jin Beiqing unhappy, Maureen went to put the folder on his desk, then turned and left the office.

After the sound of closing the door, Jin Beiqing looked out of the window.

Before, Xia Jin had promised him that he would not ask Jin Yushen again.

I hope... She won't let herself down.

Taking his eyes back, Jin Beiqing picked up the document at hand and began to get busy.

Near eleven o'clock, the reporter Molin contacted came to the company.

After the secretary went downstairs to bring her up, Maureen went to the door of the president's office and rang the door.

"Come in." A cold, unemotional voice came out of the office.

With Jin Beiqing's permission, Maureen pushed the door and went in. "Second young master, the reporter has come. Do you want to see her now?"

Jin Beiqing put down the document in his hand and pinched his nose, "let her in."

"Yes, second young master."

Looking down at the document, Jin Beiqing got up from the chair and went to the sofa.

Three or five minutes later, a reporter from China's largest media entered the office.

"Come and sit down."

When he said this, Jin Beiqing didn't go to see the reporter.

The female reporter nodded her head in a daze, then quickly went to the opposite side of Jin Beiqing and sat down, "Jin... General manager Jin, Hello, I'm Yang reporter from star luck media."

Although she has interviewed many successful people, she is a little nervous in the face of Jin Beiqing.

After all, Jin Beiqing is now at the top of the pyramid in Kyoto.

In addition to his rumors, how could a little person like her not be nervous and not afraid of her when facing Jin Beiqing.Jin Beiqing's line of sight swept lightly from Yang's face and asked with a smile, "are you afraid of me?"

“……”

Reporter Yang did not dare to answer this question.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Jin Beiqing sneered, "you haven't looked up to see me since you entered the office. Since you don't respect me so much, should I consider another media for an interview?"

Hearing this, reporter Yang suddenly raised his head, "Mr. Jin, our media is the largest one in China, reporting it..."

In the middle of the story, reporter Yang stopped and looked at Jin Beiqing with astonishment in his eyes.

Before, she had only seen Jin Beiqing in the picture. This was the first time she had seen him, and it was still so close.

It can only be said that the impact of this photo is dozens of times higher than that of the photo.

Jin Beiqing didn't like being watched all the time, so the smile on his face gradually disappeared, "reporter Yang, my time is very precious."

"..." reporter Yang shuddered and regained his consciousness.

Taking up the cup on the tea table, Jin Beiqing said faintly, "the interview time I left you is still five minutes."

"OK, Mr. Jin, let's start the interview now."

Quickly said, reporter Yang took out the recorder from his pocket and put it on the coffee table, then opened the notebook he had been holding.

Because before she came, she had written down all the questions she wanted to ask Jin Beiqing in her notebook, so she didn't feel very flustered at this time.

"I won't answer your question." Jin Beiqing took a cup of tea and said, "what you need to do is to write a report that I am very satisfied with what I say next."

"OK... OK, Mr. Jin."

Jin Beiqing's eyes fell on the recorder, "let's go."

Following his line of sight, reporter Yang quickly opened the recorder.

This is probably the worst interview in her career.

I forgot to turn on the recorder.

"The reason why my big brother went to the bar to get drunk was because our father had just passed away."

At this point, Jin Beiqing put his cup back on the coffee table, and then continued, "my father's death has been a great blow to my elder brother. He has been in pain all this time. I just took over Jin's, and I can't open the glue every day. Time doesn't allow me to be sad at all."

When he said this, Jin Beiqing didn't have any emotional ups and downs in his voice or face. It was like reading a manuscript.

Reporter Yang didn't feel strange at all. When Jin Beiqing said to her, "write what I'm going to say into a report that makes me very satisfied," she understood everything.

"I just said every word, remember to perfect it."