Chapter 822

Xia Qian looks at Ye Er's eyes carefully. In fact, she is not good at observing people's hearts. Many times, she is a little slow and will be a little unreasonable. Therefore, many students in the class have signed some units for internship, but she can't sign them.

After reading for a long time, she couldn't understand what ye er's eyes meant. She felt that the woman was crying, "forget it, you're my friend. You can do whatever you like. I'll support you whatever you do. "

Xia Qian pulled Ye Er away from the crowd, went around the back door, and directly entered the auditorium through the back door. "Have you ever discussed with Jiang Zhao for a press conference?"

"No." She didn't discuss it with him. He was afraid that he wanted to make a big deal. She wanted to take the lead and cut off the back road of these people.

Xia Qian again held Ye Er, who seemed to say these two words calmly, "my God, Yun Ye Er, are you going to kill me? After playing, I think all my good days in the future will be ruined by you. "

"Whatever, I can't divorce anyway."

As soon as Ye Er's scalp was hard, she pulled off her scarf, wrapped it tightly, put it in her big bag, took out her mobile phone, printed her face on the dark screen, and cut her hair compared with the mobile phone screen. Originally, I should tie up my hair today to look more energetic, but the back of my head is ordering gauze. I have to wear my hair and hat to block.

Xia sighed, "Yun ye'er, you can take my place in the future. I don't have you. 2. You are the most 2 woman."

Ye'er took a pale look at Xia, "I can only 2 have been worthy of my ancestors and ancestors now. I'm not crazy. I've been worthy of you."

Xia Qian was stunned. "OK, OK, I won't talk about you. Let's go. I will protect you. " Then he patted his chest.

Ye'er gave a cold look, "don't shoot. There'll be no negative a again."

Xia Qiangang wanted to scold your sister, and Ye Er turned and walked from the backstage to the podium.

The steps are covered with old red carpets. The quality is not good. It's just for anti-skid. If you step on them, it seems that you can't step on the ground. You can hear someone checking the microphone, making a "pounding" sound, and sharp empty noise. Lift up the dark vermilion velvet side door curtain, and the auditorium is as bright as the sky.

Ye Er took a deep breath. The shutter sound and image of a heavy rain. For a moment, with a flash like lightning, it hit her all over the world!

Ye Er knew that he had no way back. The front was flat and open, and the lights were brilliant. Although there is a red carpet behind, it is dark and dangerous step by step.

Therefore, she has no choice to retreat and move forward, and no one does not yearn for beauty.

Beautiful, those past, although there is pain, although there is calculation, although there is use, although there is a last resort. But he gave her stability, happiness, warmth and a complete home.

Ye Er's mouth slowly fainted. She knew her expression, her eyes and her actions were criticized. Therefore, she was Mrs. Jiang. She wanted to make people speechless in front of everyone. She had an excellent husband, and her husband was her example.

Thinking about the scene after she chased the robbers into the dead lane, he came like a God to save her from water and fire and protect her. She relied on him like a little Jingba and begged him to return her to the dilapidated community. He and she were enemies of fire and water, but he could abandon the past grievances and hold her upstairs because of the injury on her foot. She felt that he had always been very kind and that she was too vicious.

He saved her from Zhuang Yichen and hid her in his apartment. He could save her from the front of the car that was going to hit her and send her back. He didn't want to have anything to do with her

She avenged the hand with the hand, calculated and used it to rob Mrs. Jiang, who loved women deeply.

In fact, in addition to not loving her, he has always been good to her. Few women can live a stable life like her.

Jiang Zhao is very good to her, very good

Thinking of these, the corners of the mouth became more and more dizzy, and there were gentle and happy ripples in the eyebrows. The flash and shutter recorded the women with the vermilion curtain, as if they felt the beauty of the first ray of dawn.

Ye Er's footsteps moved forward, with a smile in his eyebrows and eyes, and walked towards the rostrum in the middle of the rostrum.

Listening to the dense and chaotic shutter, ye'er reads Jiang Zhao's words to calm his heart.

She patted the microphone and "thud" twice. Ye Er held her hat and tried to slow down her speaking speed, so as to make herself more elegant and worthy of her husband, Jiang Zhao. She just took her own unique humor and didn't make herself too formal. "Hello, everyone."

After an ordinary opening remark, ye'er gently jaw his head towards the audience, and the shutter sound is short and dense again.

Jiang Zhao took his mobile phone. He heard his wife's voice, "Hello, I'm Yun ye'er and Jiang Zhao's wife. You can call me Mrs. Jiang. The cameras in the hands of media friends should make me more beautiful, but digital cameras don't waste film. Relatives can choose beautiful ones to publish, Satisfy my vanity, which is common to all people who love beauty. " Ye Er said that there was a bright flash in her eyes, with a funny smile in her eyes, and even a slight turn in the monotony, "but don't appear the title of" Mrs. Jiang is extremely vain "in the headlines tomorrow. In this way, I will remember the names of reporters and editors in the newspaper, and then find your children and ask them, 'baby, Does your father or mother always lie to you? "

When ye Er finished, there was a burst of laughter under the stage. No one thought that the Deputy persimmon's wife's speech was humorous, which didn't seem to be the official taste of the political family. Someone below asked as if he couldn't wait, "what response does Mrs. persimmon want to make to today's newspaper?"

The podium is a little high. Some people need to put up cushions under it, but Ye Er is tall and wears high heels, so he can still straighten his back with his hands on the desktop, and his shoulders won't rise because of the height of the desktop. Looking at the reporter asking the question, ye er nodded and smiled lightly, "this beauty is so anxious to ask this question, Everything I say now is a response. But my mind and logical thinking are not as good as my husband, and my organization is not as clear as his. You can't ask me in the way of asking him. Although I don't expect you to tolerate my shortcomings as my husband, don't rush me, otherwise I will have a short brain. "

Ye Er skillfully raised Jiang Zhao, skillfully integrated Jiang Zhao's love for her into his words, and expressed it in a light humorous way. There was another burst of laughter under the stage.

"And the beauty 'madam persimmon head' just now. I want to correct this. Now the persimmon head in Haicheng is Chen persimmon head, and my husband is only deputy persimmon head. You'd better call me Mrs. Jiang, so as not to make a mistake." Ye'er's eyes lit up, listening to another string of laughter below, and then said, "I'm not here today to respond to today's newspaper with my husband's title and his wife's suffix. I'm here in the name of Jiang Zhao's wife. He mentioned in this press conference is not a vice persimmon head, he's just my Mr. Yun ye'er."