Novel: Kobayashi saw that Fan Zhengxun's thousand-year-old iceberg face was actually full of smiles, and he was confused when he boarded

Hanging up the phone, Fan Zhengxun glanced at the perpetual calendar on the wall. It's 13:43 at the moment!

He stood up gracefully and walked out with a melodious pace. His woman is back and he's happy and excited!

Opening the door, assistant Kobayashi just stepped forward.

"President!" He chuckled and called.

Fan Zhengxun replied with a smile on his face, and then ordered in a loud voice: "Tell the old horse to wait for me downstairs!" ”

Xiaolin saw that Fan Zhengxun's thousand-year-old iceberg face was actually full of smiles, and he was confused when he boarded.

It took him a long time before he came back to his senses and replied, "Oh, I'll go right away!" ”

Two o'clock in the whole · Kai Sen Airport.

In the crowded airport lobby, a group of reporters held microphones and aimed expectantly at the exit.

After two o'clock, only to see one passenger after another walk out, but no reporters had been waiting for the character to appear. Their necks were long and long, and their faces were full of anticipatory excitement.

At this moment, the dedicated passage of the side door of the airport exit has been opened. A tall blonde man held a boy of four or five years old in his left hand and a young woman in his right hand and hurried out. Obviously, this family is pure Caucasian, and Mommy and Baby are orthodox yellow.

The family of three was followed by a middle-aged woman with gold wire glasses and two tall men dressed in black, each carrying a large suitcase.

"Mommy, Daddy, why don't we go with everyone?" The little boy tilted his head and wrote curiously. Those small eyebrows were tightly clasped together, and seemed to be very entangled.

The young woman is no one else, it is Yi Xiaoxiao, who has been wandering abroad for five years. The little boy who had just asked her question was her son, Egg Egg!

She heard her son's inquiry, did not answer, just smiled gently, and then reached out to smooth her son's tangled frown. She didn't like her baby son frowning, that look was too similar to Fan Zhengxun. She didn't like it, she didn't like it!

The only thing she was glad about was that her son could no longer get along with the man except for the frown that looked like Fan Zhengxun. Her son looked more like himself, his eyes were shining, his little cherry mouth was slightly muttering, and his little nose was upturned like hers.

She was very pleased with this!

Seeing that his mommy didn't answer his question, Egg Egg muttered to the tall man holding him.

"Daddy, why don't we go with everyone?" With a curious look on his face, he hugged the man's neck and asked.

The man smiled, first kissed yi egg powder on the cheek, and then replied in very blunt Mandarin: "Egg egg, because there are many reporters outside to interview Mommy, Mommy does not want to be too ostentatious!" ”

Hearing this, Yi Egg nodded his head.

"That's it!" He murmured and asked no more questions.

Yi Xiaoxiao smiled at the blonde man, and held the man's small hand tight and tight.

She laughed and teased, "Peter, you don't want to show off, do you?" ”

The blonde man, who was called Peter, smiled brightly, "Hey, amy, be low-key, this is what you taught me!" ”

When a family of three successfully walked out of the airport lobby through the VIP passage arranged by the airport, a Rolls-Royce was quietly waiting outside the side door of the airport lobby. Behind the Rolls-Royce, there was also a Ferrari parked.

A middle-aged woman with gold wire glasses beckoned two men carrying suitcases to sit in the Ferrari in the back, and the driver respectfully opened the door and placed the suitcase towards the back of the car.

"My cello should be played lightly, pay attention!" Yi Xiaoxiao gently reminded, and his eyes could clearly see that the degree of concern for the cello box was very strong.

Peter next to her couldn't help but chuckle when she saw this, "Amy, don't be nervous!" You, treat the cello as a heart and liver treasure, contain it in your mouth for fear of melting, hold it in your hand for fear of shattering. I'm jealous with the egg and the egg! ”

Yi Xiaoxiao burst out laughing, "Oh hehe, you're exaggerating too, aren't you?" ”

When the two people were laughing at each other, they heard someone suddenly shouting- "amy! Look, it's really amy yeah! The woman over there is amy! ”

The words had just landed, but a group of people rushed up with a roar, surrounding Yi Xiaoxiao alone in a crowd of people. The whole process was so abrupt and so fast that the two tall men who were walking toward the Ferrari didn't have time to rush back to stop it.

Many of them were journalists, with microphones in their hands and a professional videographer behind them. They excitedly aimed the microphone at Yi Xiaoxiao, who was full of surprise, and kept asking questions——

"Amy, did you deliberately walk through the side door to avoid media interviews?"

"May I ask Miss Amy, are you coming back this time with the intention of settling down?"

"Miss Amy, is your first show scheduled for the end of this month or the beginning of next month?"

"Is it true that there are rumors that all proceeds from your first performance will go to Project Hope?"

Question after question came one after another, and the flash flashed wildly.

For a time, the atmosphere at the scene was very chaotic.

At this moment, a Lamborghini is parked steadily at the corner of the road.

In the back seat of the car under the black window, Fan Zhengxun, whose face is full of haze, is smoking heavily. His gaze peered through the glass, staring dead at the chaotic scene in the distance, his eyes full of irritation.

This damn woman is so popular! It seems that he has always underestimated her ability.

He was really annoyed to see the crowded scene, so that he couldn't even witness his woman's demeanor.

In the front seat of the co-pilot seat sat Fan Zhengxun's assistant Kobayashi, Xiaolin was curiously turning back to the fox and asking suspiciously, "General Manager Fan, do you want to drive the car over?" ”

Fan Zhengxun took a sharp breath of his cigarette, his brow tightened, and he spat out a cloud of mist.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and coldly reprimanded: "Xiaolin, after following me for so long, is your brain still only filled with paste?" What are you doing now? Snap a picture for reporters? Do you think the company's stocks will plummet tomorrow? ”

In a cold tone, Kobayashi's assistant was not afraid.

He turned his head with a grin and said in his mouth, "Fan Zong is wise, little stupid." This Xiaolin has been with his own president for eight years, even if Fan Zhengxun's image in front of the outside world is a tiger, Xiaolin is not afraid when he is familiar.

At that time, reporters from all walks of life surrounded Yi Xiaoxiao and kept bombarding and bombing all kinds of questions. Just when various reporters kept asking questions, Peter escorted the Egg egg in his arms and squeezed into the crowd.

Then, a childish but loud voice came out like a flock: "Mommy, these uncles and aunts are so noisy!" Daddy, you show them a hand and beat them away! ”

Uh uh uh? A group of reporters was greatly embarrassed.

When everyone shifted their attention from Yi Xiaoxiao's body to the little boy and the blonde man, the sound of inverted breathing was incessant, and the flash was even more eager to shoot ten times in a row.