Four young men in suits and ties came around a corner, stepping on the asphalt road with neat and powerful steps, walking forward side by side.
They were dressed in dark suits and polished leather shoes. They were holding manuscripts and various recording equipment in their hands, looking intently ahead, as if they had just come out of an important meeting.
One of the young men is slightly taller, has a straight profile and a thin face, and looks a bit cold. His hair is dark brown, slightly curly, and neatly combed.
Wearing a well-tailored black suit, tie and leather shoes, the slightly tall man lit up a cigarette, and a faint smoke filled the surroundings.
The other young man is slightly younger, with a childish look on his face, but his body is strong and strong. His hair color is black, and his short hair is neatly attached to his scalp. He looks energetic.
There was another one wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, with neatly combed black hair, and a hint of intellectual aura. He was looking around.
The four of them walked slowly in the corridor, looking at ease and attracting many passers-by's glances.
The golden badges they wear on their chests already indicate their identities. The bright golden five-star is the symbol of Yao Xing Society, and this organization is also well-known in the alien circle.
As a privately-founded alien information sharing and alien rescue organization, although it mainly relies on fundraising to mobilize funds for activities, it still relies on its broad network of contacts to develop rapidly.
At this level, it has even vaguely reached the level of the current Yiren Circle Jianghu Inn, but it is still a little bit behind after all.
After all, the latter is a person who supports the table. The size of the two and the degree of resources they can actually control are obviously two levels and cannot be compared at all.
The four of them did not speak, but their eyes looked very sharp, as if they were looking for some important clues, or thinking about the next move.
Then he suddenly noticed three people coming from a certain direction. The girl was wearing a peaked cap. She was wearing a brown work clothes, casually draped on her body, and her lazy aura was exuded inadvertently.
Her long hair hung messily on her shoulders. It looked like it hadn't been combed for a long time, but it gave people a sense of unruly freedom.
The young man next to him had black hair tied tightly to his scalp, neat and organized. Every strand of hair looked delicate and elegant, as if it was a carefully decorated work of art.
The tail of his hair hangs down naturally and is slightly curled, making it look more layered. Through the sunlight, you can see the tiny bright spots between the hair strands, like bright stars dotted in the dark night sky.
At the end of the team was a young man in a suit who looked capable and capable. His black suit was tailored just right and paired with a white shirt, making him look not only calm but also fresh and refined.
His hair is neatly trimmed and his gleaming black shoes show off his meticulous attention to detail.
The four people from Yao Xing Club took action immediately after looking at each other, and recognized that the three people were Feng Baobao, Zhang Chulan, and Xu San who had just come from the arena.
Two of the four people were waiting for their interview subjects, their voice recorders and cameras neatly placed beside them, and they were making final preparations with pens and paper in their hands.
The remaining two people kept a certain distance, as if preparing to find a new target, and naturally turned their attention to other places.
It wasn't until the three people approached that a reporter wearing round glasses stepped forward and asked, "Hello, we are reporters from Yao Xing News Agency. Can we interview you for a few questions?"
At this time, the three of them were blocked, and when faced with each other's questions, they naturally showed doubts and thoughts.
Xu San was stunned for a moment, but then he took a look at the star badge on the other person's chest and reacted. He recognized the other person's identity, but his brows still furrowed slightly.
The company also noticed the Yao Xing Club when it was first established, but actually found that they did not do anything too extraordinary.
Surprisingly, it turned out to be a very rule-abiding organization, because the company turned a blind eye to the existence of this group.
However, Yao Xing Club seems to have suddenly expanded a lot in recent years. It has a tendency to develop from a small group gathered by a spontaneous organization to a large and influential group.
Even now, Yao Xingshe's reports even represent the direction of public opinion to a certain extent, and the forces that can control public opinion cannot be underestimated, so the company can't help but start to pay attention to their existence again.
Although the other party was talking to Zhang Chulan, he felt that his eyes were not just on Zhang Chulan. This was something that he could detect no matter how slow he was.
"Ah haha, yes, yes, I guess you are all here for me, as long as you don't waste too much time." Zhang Chulan scratched the back of his head, not paying too much attention to the other party's request.
But he was also only slightly concerned about the other party's purpose, and could notice that the other party's eyes still passed over Feng Baobao behind him.
Although I didn't know what the other party's purpose was, I instinctively stood in front of him. It wasn't just to show off.
I just vaguely feel that this is the best choice, and I should do this at this time, but there is a reason why I died.
Zhang Chulan was taken to the other side by a reporter in a suit and leather shoes, but another reporter on the other side followed him, this time for Xu San.
"Is this Mr. Xu San from Wanyu Tong? Can I ask you a few questions?" The young man opened the recorder and said with a polite smile on his face, "Wu Dong Tong has been serving the public but after all, he has always been criticized. Many people have misunderstood it, so we just take this opportunity to let everyone know more about it..."
"Ah, okay..." Xu San nodded, not too surprised by the purpose of the interview.
However, when he noticed that the other party wanted him to take a step to speak, he still glanced at Feng Baobao with some concern. Then he suddenly noticed the person coming from the other side, and his brows relaxed again.
"Xu Fu, take the baby back. Zhang Chulan and I have something to do here." Xu San waved his hand and said to the person who wanted to turn around.
"Ah?" Xu Fu's face was quite speechless. He was just passing by, where did this happen?
But out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the reporter who was about to walk over not far away, and he seemed to understand something, so he didn't refuse after all.
"Hello, you are Xu Fu. Your performance in the competition has been very impressive. Could you please spare me a little time?"
Xu Fu: "No time, goodbye."
(End of chapter)
