In the end, she still didn't go up.
Even Sister Liang, who was on the side, didn't bother.
Although the reason for Mr. Nie's retirement has not been disclosed to the public, everyone in the circle knows that he gradually faded out because of poor health and determined to recuperate.
Therefore, I also restrained a lot in eating.
In his opinion, it is a kind of dereliction of duty for a gourmet not to taste delicious food as he likes, so he declined all the aura that this identity can bring.
Refuse to interview, refuse to show up.
If you go up at this time, the scene will not be very pleasant.
This not only made the old man angry, but also disrespected the store owner.
Jiang Ji invites them to eat and drink for free, but they cause trouble for others for the news, which is meaningless.
Therefore, Zhang Yuan and Sister Liang stood in place, and the two cameramen behind them just carried the machine and did not move.
Zhang Yuan: "How about we leave?"
Sister Liang nodded: "Three big bosses have already shown up. Jiang Ji's show is big enough. As for Mr. Nie...let him be quieter."
It's not that Nie Guotao didn't see the reporter, and he wasn't blind to the long guns and short guns.
In normal times, he must have been hiding long ago.
But today...
He glanced at the amiable little girl in front of him, reminisced about the long-lost enjoyment brought by Phoenix Yu Fei, and decided to help Jiang Ji stand on the platform and boast a few words when the reporters came to interview.
It can be regarded as worthy of the little girl's confusion and the good mood brought to him by this table of food.
Nie Guotao even thought about the words, what is fragrant, fragrant, crispy and delicious, moderately salty and sweet...
But the two reporters stood there like swans, and didn't come over for a long time.
The old man gritted his teeth anxiously, and glanced over several times, why can't he understand
Zhang Yuan: "Sister Liang, is Mr. Nie looking at us?"
"Huh? Really. Maybe they are urging us to leave."
"Well, then let's go quickly..."
"Uh-huh."
Saying that, the two turned around.
Nie Guotao was dumbfounded, he had hinted so clearly, yet he still wanted to leave? !
Haven't you become so popular anymore
no!
He must be interviewed today!
Immediately, he winked at his grandson.
Nie Chen: "?" I was a little confused.
Nie Guotao winked, and kept looking forward.
Nie Chen followed the trend, reporter? !
Immediately understood, hurried to catch up.
The old man showed relief in his eyes, and he even straightened his collar, cleared his throat, and faced the camera as if in his best condition.
He said to Jiang Fuyue solemnly: "Little girl, thank you for explaining my confusion. As the saying goes, throw me a papaya and repay it with Qiongju. I don't have much ability, but my mouth can eat it, and I can't eat it." You have gained a little fame, and I will advertise for your store later, don’t worry, it’s free, and you won’t be charged. What is it called water on the Internet?”
Cao Dou: "Tap water."
"Yes, yes, tap water!"
Jiang Fuyue is not hypocritical, she smiled slightly: "It's good to be daring."
Nie Guotao admired her sharpness, and the more he watched it, the more he liked it. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and he had a bold idea——
"Cough... little girl, how old are you this year?"
"Just turned eighteen."
"I'm an adult," he said, nodding his head, "good to be an adult."
Adults can fall in love and play with friends.
"My grandson is just twenty, two years older than you. Here—" the old man pouted forward, "That's it."
Jiang Fuyue didn't know why, but she still gave a face-saving "Oh".
"Hey... what do you think of him?"
"ah?"
Behind him, Xie Dingyuan, Ling Qingzhou, and Yi Hansheng had a bad premonition at the same time.
really-
In the next second, the old man smiled and introduced: "His name is Nie Chen. He is currently studying at Q University. His grades are not bad, his personality is relatively gentle, he has no bad habits, and he looks good. Of course he is not as handsome as me, but He can cook and loves to do housework…”
Jiang Fuyue had a weird expression.
"Old sir—"
The three men spoke at the same time, and there was no competition now.
Ling Qingzhou: "I think it's better to take your grandson home and close the door, and praise slowly."
Yi Hansheng nodded: "If it wasn't for the lid, it wouldn't be able to accompany the pot."
Nie Guotao looked at the two of them suspiciously: "Are you... the uncle of the little girl? That's just right, you can also be considered half of the parents..."
Ling Qingzhou's face darkened.
Yi Hansheng almost lost his temper on the spot.
Only Xie Dingyuan raised the corner of his mouth: "Mr., I'm sorry, she's still a high school student."
"Ah?" Nie Guotao was stunned.
Jiang Fuyue nodded affirmatively.
"Ah, still a high school student?! Oh, look at me..." He embarrassed himself, "Then what... you two can be friends! Yes, good friends."
But on the other hand, Nie Chen, who knew nothing about it, just communicated with the two reporters in a friendly voice, hoping that they would delete the photo of the old man: "...he has been retired for a long time, and it was an accident that he came into Jiangji, so you just regard him as an old man. Ordinary guests, don't report it as news... "
Zhang Yuan: "Actually, we didn't shoot anything."
Well!
Nie Chen paused.
"No, didn't you shoot?"
"Yes, we respect his old man's wishes and know that he doesn't want to show up."
"Oh, that's how it is… "
Nie Chen walked back in a daze: "Grandpa, it's all done. They didn't take pictures, so I don't want to check their cameras for no reason."
Nie Guotao was dumbfounded: "What's done?"
"Didn't you ask me to stop them from taking pictures and videos? Oh, I also said that you don't accept interviews now..."
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One watch, two thousand words.
Two more zero o'clock.