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"Who are you? What is your relationship with Dr. Chen?"
The reporter looked at Chen Mu and asked again.
Chen Mu said: "I am her friend. She is not awake yet. If you want to interview or something, wait until she wakes up and agrees to allow you to interview. You can come back."
The reporter asked again: "Can I know your name?"
Chen Mu smiled and asked, "Why do you want to know my name?"
The reporter said: "Just asking."
"Oh, what's your name?"
"Me? My name is Qian Jin."
"Qian Jin? Well, that's a good name Where are you a reporter?"
¡°I am a reporter from Life Reuters.¡±
Chen Mu continued to ask with a smile: "I have never heard of your media. Isn't it one of those small studios that follow the path of self-media?"
The reporter shook his head and said confidently: "We are invested by Tomorrow Toutiao, a serious media company."
Chen Mu showed a look of surprise: "Oh, that's right, it turns out it's a serious media company."
The reporter asked again: "Can I know your name now?"
Chen Mu still smiled: "No!"
""
The reporter felt that he was being teased. After a slight pause, he asked without giving up: "So who are you specifically Dr. Chen's friend? A classmate? A colleague? You can always tell, right?"
"you guess?"
""
"Guess your sister, when the reporter looked at Chen Mu's smiling face, he really wanted to punch him.
Seeing that the other party was silent, Chen Mu quickly asked proactively: "What kind of content does your "Life Reuters" mainly produce? Does it make money?"
Whether you make money or not is none of your business The reporter didn't want to answer, but in order to find out the news, the other party didn't take the initiative to end the chat, so he patiently explained: "Our "Life Reuters" mainly reports on some local news There are still many readers for hot news, anecdotes, etc. As for making money or not, that is the boss¡¯s business, I don¡¯t know.¡±
¡°That means it¡¯s not profitable.¡±
Chen Mu nodded, showing an expression that seemed to understand and sympathize.
""
The reporter was choked and before he could speak, he heard Chen Mu ask him again: "You said you have a lot of readers, how many are there?"
"Microwave fans exceed 10 million, WeChat fans exceed 1 million"
"Wow, that's a lot"
Chen Mu nodded and asked, "Is your content mainly based on graphics and text, or on videos?"
"There are all."
¡°Not bad, not bad¡ Well, how much would it cost to sell an advertisement with you?¡±
""
The reporter felt that he had met a lot of people, but he really couldn't keep up with this person's thinking. What the hell does selling advertising mean?
Chen Mu saw that the reporter had to open his mouth and didn't speak, and he suddenly realized with a bit of self-righteousness: "Oh, I understand, these your level at your place may not be high enough, so you don't know, right?"
The reporter was even more speechless. He felt that he was really being screwed. This person definitely did it on purpose.
Chen Mu didn't know what the reporter was thinking, so he said, "Okay, that's it. Leave your contact information first. When Dr. Chen wakes up, I'll ask for you to see if she wants to be interviewed by you."
The reporter had no choice but to leave. He thought a little fiercely that he must go to the nurse station to check and see what the name of this person was and who he was to Chen Xiwen.
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Chen Mu closed the door again and put the reporter's contact information on the bedside table next to the hospital bed, preparing to talk to Chen Xiwen about it after she woke up.
After a while, Chen Xiwen¡¯s parents rushed over.
When they saw their daughter was sick, they acted very anxiously and asked Chen Mu several questions. Then they immediately called someone to transfer their daughter to the VIP ward.
Not long after, several top leaders of the hospital came together.
They were obviously acquaintances with Chen Xiwen¡¯s parents, and after chatting for a few words, they became concerned about Chen Xiwen¡¯s condition.
When Chen Mu saw the situation, he knew that nothing would happen to him. He turned around and walked to the sofa outside the VIP ward to lie down. He found a blanket and covered himself with it, and went to sleep directly.
oneWhen I woke up, it was already noon the next day.
Chen Mu actually woke up from hunger. If he could stutter, he could continue to sleep until night.
Preparing to go out to find something to eat, he first walked to Chen Xiwen's ward and took a look. Chen's father and mother were not there, and Chen Xiwen was the only one inside looking at his cell phone.
Chen Mu walked in and asked, "Are you feeling better?"
Chen Xiwen was lying on the bed, his face was very pale, and he looked not in good spirits.
She put down her phone and didn¡¯t answer. She asked, ¡°You were the one who sent me to the hospital yesterday, right?¡±
"yes!"
Chen Mu chuckled, waved his hand and said, "It's a trivial matter, no need to thank me."
"I thank you for sending me to the hospital, but"
Chen Xiwen said angrily, and then handed the phone over to Chen Mu: "Look at this."
Chen Mu took the phone in confusion and looked at it. When he saw the content displayed on the phone page clearly, he became a little bit dumbfounded on the spot.
That was a communication-type WeChat article about the ¡°most beautiful poverty alleviation doctor¡± who fell ill during a free clinic and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment.
But this is not the point. The point is that at the end of the article, a lot of space is spent describing that the female doctor was sent to the hospital by a mysterious man named Chen.
The article mentions in very vague terms that after investigation by the reporter, this man has a rich net worth, owns a large number of properties in the local area, and also owns a profitable travel company. He is a young man who looks like a rich man, and is suspected of being the "most beautiful man". Poverty Alleviation Doctors" have a very special relationship.
"Mist grass"
When Chen Mu read this article, what came to his mind was the face of the reporter named "Qian Jin" last night. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "This guy is so good at making up stories. How did I end up with a net worth of tens of millions?" Are you a rich man?"
"What on earth is going on?"
Chen Xiwen asked a little angrily.
Chen Mu briefly talked about the reporter's visit yesterday, then pointed to the contact information that had been placed on Chen Xiwen's bedside and said: "I also said I would ask you when you wake up, but I didn't expect it would only be such a night." , this guy has actually written the article."
Chen Xiwen understood. He took a look at the contact information, shook his head and said, "Fortunately, this is just an article published by a small self-media column. The number of readers is not very large, so it should be okay."
Chen Mu read the article again and sighed with regret: "If I had known this, I would have given him my name and asked him to help advertise."
Chen Xiwen raised his eyebrows, a little speechless, and thought to himself: This personwhy is his focus always so biased? (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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