He first whispered to Yao Jinshan for a while, and then took the initiative to smile at the reporter who was the first to chase him: "What is the name of this journalist friend?"
"Hello, Mr. Li, my name is Wu Weiping, and I am a senior reporter at Shanghai Commercial Daily."
Wu Weiping was very excited and announced his home to Li Xiucheng for the third time. Li Xiucheng ignored him just now, but now he actually asked his name. This was a good sign.
"Hello Reporter Wu!" Li Xiucheng smiled at him, and then said loudly to the reporters around him: "Thank you very much for coming to interview me. I know that everyone cares about me and wants to know more.
But I'm sorry that I can't satisfy everyone's curiosity, so I asked reporter Wu Weiping to ask you ten questions. "
"What? Only one person asked? This is too unfair."
"Yes, asking ten questions by one person is too few. Let's ask a few more, Mr. Li."
"Mr. Li, we all know that you rarely give interviews to the media, but your life is so legendary that everyone is very curious.
This opportunity is so rare, so let us ask more questions. "
"Yes, Mr. Li, please add more."
"Mr. Li..."
The reporters were reluctant to miss such a good opportunity and clamored to join.
But Li Xiucheng didn't agree. He didn't want to be interviewed, he just didn't want these reporters to go to the venue and continue to attend the press conference.
Seeing that everyone was as anxious as he expected, he chuckled in his heart.
Then he pretended to be wrong: "Well... I actually want to communicate more with you, but time doesn't allow me.
Otherwise, if I answer Reporter Wu's ten questions now, it will definitely explain something. Everyone will have the material to write articles. If your articles are published, I will definitely read them. If there is anyone who is impressive, , I will ask him to give me an exclusive interview alone. Then we can talk freely and chat for as long as we want! "
Boom~
Everyone was immediately moved when they heard Li Xiucheng promised to do an exclusive interview.
If we can get this opportunity and publish a high-quality celebrity biography, it will definitely become popular. If the article becomes popular, it means that there is hope for promotion and salary increase. Who can resist this temptation?
In an instant, everyone figured it out. Looking at the colleagues around them, they felt that it was an eyesore.
Some people couldn't help shouting: "Mr. Li, your proposal is great, we accept it."
"Yes, Mr. Li, let's start now. After asking the questions and getting the materials, we can go back and write the manuscript."
"That's right, start asking now!"
“Hey, don’t be in a hurry!
We can definitely summarize the issues that everyone is most concerned about, so that although it is only Lao Wu who asks, everyone can be satisfied. "
"This is a good idea, let's do it."
"Yes, come on, Lao Wu, let's discuss how to ask this question."
Then, under the watchful eye of Ichiro Kashida, who rushed over, the reporters gathered around and discussed what questions to ask.
"These bastards don't take us seriously."
Looking at these reporters, I almost knelt down and licked Li Xiucheng, and then thinking about the way they ignored me when I invited these people over, I couldn't help but lose my temper.
If Li Xiucheng hadn't stood in the middle with a sting, they would have really wanted to rush up and scold these guys, and then take all the reporters back to the venue.
In fact, Li Xiucheng had discovered them a long time ago, but he didn't say anything and just waited quietly.
About ten minutes later, Li Xiucheng saw that all the guests in the venue were impatient with waiting, and they rushed outside to watch.
Seeing that everyone was surrounded, Wu Weiping returned to Li Xiucheng again.
He held up the small book in which he had just summarized the ten questions and said, "Mr. Li, the questions are ready. Take a look."
"Just ask."
"Okay. First question, Mr. Li, you just said that the oil company was photographed in Goose Federation and then attacked. Please tell me the whole story."
Li Xiucheng raised his eyebrows and said as if he was dissatisfied: "Your question is a bit too big and cunning.
Well, I have already promised, and naturally I have to fulfill my promise. Now I will answer this question.
At the end of last month, I was invited by a friend to attend an auction in Goose Federation..."
Li Xiucheng began his storytelling journey slowly and passionately, while Yao Jinshan carefully selected targets among the crowd for communication.
In order to learn more about Li Xiucheng, Wu Weiping and others cleverly classified some questions. Each subsequent question is just like the first question, requiring Li Xiucheng to waste a lot of time to explain and talk about it.
In the past, Li Xiucheng probably wouldn't have slammed the table and left on the spot, but now, not only was he not annoyed, but every word he spoke was so measured and precise.
It means that time is passing rapidly.
From nearly ten o'clock in the morning to more than 12 o'clock in the afternoon, ten questions were answered.
Li Xiucheng said he was a little thirsty, so he decided to send these people away immediately so that he could go back to rest and eat.
Then he shouted loudly: "Okay, the question and answer session is over, I have to go back and take a flight back to Xingrong.
It’s time for everyone to go about their own business, such as holding a press conference.
"Thank you, Mr. Li!" Wu Weiping thanked Li Xiucheng excitedly, then put away his notebook and prepared to return to the venue.
At this time someone in the crowd shouted.
"Everyone, go to the press conference slowly. I will go back and write the manuscript first. I must write the best manuscript today and get the reward."
"Yes, yes. It's past 12 o'clock now. It's lunch time. Only the devil goes to drink other people's pot water. Let's take a step first. Bye everyone!"
"Yes, we are leaving too. Time waits for no one, but we cannot give such a huge advantage to others just because of a personal press conference,"
"...."
I don’t know who took the lead in shouting, and the remaining reporters who were going to the press conference also hesitated.
Two hours have passed since the beginning, and those with sharp eyes will pay attention to Ichiro Kakuda from time to time.
In fact, starting from about half an hour, the guests opposite could no longer wait any longer and began to disperse one after another.
Another half hour passed, and there were very few guests left.
Kakuda Ichiro was shocked.
If we wait any longer, there won't be a single guest left. Even if we get the reporter back, we won't have the nerve to have a meeting.
Not daring to wait any longer, I called back the remaining guests to finish the press conference.
As for the plan....
He made up his mind to find some reporters later and spend money to buy a few articles.
So when the reporter learned that the press conference was almost over, he was even less interested in going there.
They all rushed back with their own notebooks.
They believed that with such sufficient time to prepare, they would be able to depict a flesh-and-blood Li Xiucheng.
And present his legendary inspirational life to everyone.
