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The press conference is scheduled to be held at the Kyoto Hotel.
The scene was already crowded with people, many of whom had white towels wrapped around their heads, with the word "Protest" scrawled in red pen in the middle. As for the others, they had read the news online, and had drank in a late-night coffee shop before and wanted to come here to claim compensation. Ordinary passers-by.
Of course, these people cannot enter the scene, but they can watch the live broadcast inside through the big screen on the hotel door.
Those who can enter are the media and people responsible for food supervision, as well as some self-media celebrities on the Internet.
After Ye Sijue¡¯s car arrived at the scene, the bodyguard was afraid of causing a disturbance, so he asked the driver to drive the car to the door, and Ye Sijue was able to enter the venue smoothly.
However, Ye Sijue did not go directly to the conference hall where the press conference was held. Instead, he went into the restaurant of the Kyoto Hotel and sat down to order.
Mr. Xue, who was next to him, remembered the crowds and said worriedly: "Young Master Ye, the press conference was very chaotic. Some media were not invited by us, but came by ourselves. I can't stop them. Look, do you want to do it yourself?" Come forward and ask them out?"
"No need," Ye Sijue replied nonchalantly while checking the menu.
"But the press conference has a question-and-answer session. If they ask too sharp questions, it may cause greater reputational damage to the late-night coffee house."
"Don't worry." Ye Sijue paused and added, "We can take this opportunity to see which media outlets have been bribed."
Mr. Xue was sweating on his forehead. He always felt that Ye Sijue was too calm, so calm that it made him panic.
At times like this, shouldn¡¯t we be anxious? Why are you still sitting down to have lunch?
Ye Sijue seemed to see what he was thinking and said: "People are like iron rice or steel. It's already past one o'clock now. Give me time to have lunch."
"Yes." Mr. Xue replied bravely, turning around to leave the space to Ye Sijue alone.
At this moment, Ye Sijue suddenly stopped him again.
"etc."
Mr. Xue stopped for a moment, turned around and asked excitedly: "Do you want me to kick out the uninvited media?"
"No." Ye Sijue handed the selected menu to Mr. Xue and said, "I asked them to make an extra portion of the dishes I circled and send them to Kyoto No. 1 Hospital for Mucha."
"Yes." Mr. Xue took the menu depressedly.
It¡¯s because he¡¯s worrying too much.
His CEO is probably the type who doesn¡¯t change his attitude despite being overwhelmed by the mountains. He shouldn¡¯t worry too much about it. When he has time, he should pray to the Bodhisattva more often and let the Bodhisattva bless the late-night coffee shop to get through this disaster smoothly.
Mr. Xue didn¡¯t know that the guest who was still being rescued had woken up and would be here soon, so his anxiety was evident.
But Ye Sijue didn¡¯t intend to tell him, nor did he intend to tell anyone.
When the guest arrives, it will be a brutal slap in the face.
the other side.
Gu Wanwan only took one class off, so she said goodbye to Shi Shuzhen and took the car to Kyoto University.
On the way, she called Gu¡¯s mother who was far away in Shanghai.
The call was quickly connected, and Gu's mother's voice sounded slightly worried: "Wanwan, Mom has seen the news. The incident at the late-night coffee house has had a huge impact. Has Mr. Ye told you any countermeasures?"
Gu Wanwan has never told Gu¡¯s mother about recent events, such as Ye Sijue¡¯s personal request for her to leave Ye¡¯s Manor.
She bit her lower lip and said, "Mom, don't worry about that for now. Now help me check someone out immediately."
"who?"
"Mu Xia. The girl in the same class as me is also the eldest lady of the Situ Group." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com