Yu Yuehan's black eyes were calm, and his calm and calm face seemed to be responding to her: "Your life, what does it matter to me?"
Nian Xiaomu's eyes widened immediately: I'm dead, who will take care of Xiao Liuliu for you
Yu Yuehan: Find another nurse.
Nian Xiaomu: ... Despair!
It's been a long time since Yu Yuehan made any movement, and someone in the audience started whispering.
"What's going on? Didn't Young Master Han want to speak?"
"I knew it was my wishful thinking. I should be content to be able to look at the back of the male god from a distance. I shouldn't expect to see his face..."
"Young Master Han didn't come on stage, and Shang Xin never showed up. What's going on with this press conference?"
"When you say that, I suddenly feel something is wrong..."
"..."
All kinds of discussions came into my ears.
Nian Xiaomu clenched the microphone tightly, and when she was about to say something, out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Yu Yuehan who had been sitting in the VIP seat, and slowly stood up from his seat.
He buttoned up the suit jacket with his long fingers, and walked slowly towards the stage in the eyes of everyone.
"Wow—" The moment he saw him standing up, there was a burst of exclamation at the scene.
Followed by a burst of thunderous applause.
The noble figure, not influenced by anyone, still maintained his indifference, walked onto the stage unhurriedly, and walked in front of Nian Xiaomu.
His deep black eyes stared at her dazed little face, and the corners of his mouth curved into an evil curve.
She seems to be very satisfied with her reaction...
"..."
Nian Xiaomu came back to her senses, met his eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and took a deep breath to stabilize her mind.
"Thank you, Young Master Han, for being willing to share with me his views on this phone."
After Nian Xiaomu finished speaking, she quickly held the microphone in both hands and handed it to him.
Yu Yuehan didn't reach out to take it, but stared at her coldly with his black eyes.
The corner of Nian Xiaomu's mouth twitched, she had never seen such an uncooperative guest.
But the people in the audience were very excited to see Yu Yuehan, and even the reporters could smell the big headlines and rushed forward one after another.
Nian Xiaomu couldn't get off the tiger, so she could only continue to ask, "I don't know if Young Master Han has tried our phone, how do you feel?"
There is no need to think about this kind of standard public relations question at all, as long as you answer politely: "very good", "not bad", "I think it's not bad", and everything will be fine!
Now Nian Xiaomu no longer expected Yu Yuehan to deliver a speech for her, but only asked him to open his mouth, even if he answered a few questions casually.
But she waited for nearly ten seconds, and the man in front of her didn't intend to speak.
Suddenly his eyes widened.
He took the stage, but kept silent. Was he planning to make trouble? !
Just when Nian Xiaomu was on fire, he slightly opened his lips, "I haven't tried it."
Nian Xiaomu: "..."! !
She was sure now that he didn't come up to help her, but he didn't think her death was miserable enough, so he came to make up for it.
If another guest speaker were to take the platform for a new product, but he hadn’t even tried the product, he would definitely be sprayed to death.
But when these words came out of his mouth, no one in the audience showed a surprised expression.
A well-behaved face of "you are handsome, you are right in everything you say".
Nian Xiaomu didn't know how to respond!
Just when Nian Xiaomu was almost in despair, Yu Yuehan added slowly, "I can try it later."