Heung Kong, Kai Tak Airport, 10pm. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Late at night, there aren't many flights in and out of here, which is a relatively loose time period.

A couple of entertainment reporters who had been tired from a long day sat in the corner outside the airport hall, smoking cigarettes and farting and bragging.

They are not from the same newspaper or magazine, but because they are both in this business, they are more familiar, and it is common for everyone to chat, eat, drink, and exchange information when they are bored.

According to the normal time, in another half hour or so, they can call it a day and go home.

"Eh, eh, stop, look!"

A reporter facing the coming-and-going road suddenly pushed the reporter next to him.

Everyone was in good spirits and looked in the direction of his eyes, only to see a medium-sized Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle parked at the temporary parking spot under the searchlight.

"Holy!"

Another reporter reacted quickly, "Isn't this Queen Le's car?"

"Le Yiling?" another reporter was surprised, "Isn't her car a BMW?"

"You stupid! This is her business car, and she sometimes sits in this when she's walking far away on weekdays. A reporter hurriedly explained, picked up his camera, took a few photos, and then waited with the camera in his hand.

The other reporters followed similar steps to him, and immediately waited calmly after taking pictures, for fear of missing the moment when Le Yiling opened the car door and came down.

But after waiting for about ten minutes, Le Yiling didn't get down from it, and a group of people were also very tired with a big camera of five or six pounds, so they could only put it down again and hang it on their chests.

"Did you say that Queen Le wasn't in the car, but just sent her car to pick up people?" someone asked.

"Nonsense!" The reporter who had just started to speak gave him a blank look, "Who is Queen Le? How could she use her own car because of the company's affairs? In the Kirin Group, there are many commercial vehicles, medium buses, and buses, so won't she send these to pick up people?"

"Lao Zhang is right. Someone chimed in, "Unless it's ...... I'm grass!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw a bodyguard come out of the passenger seat, pushed the side sliding door open, and a teenager came out neatly.

This handsome and handsome young man, which Xiangjiang reporter doesn't know now?

Among the people of Xiangjiang, there are few people who don't know him!

"Yin Jun!?"

He thought he was dazzled, but before he could turn to look at his peers, he heard the sound of the camera shutter "clicking", and he quickly followed suit.

This time, they didn't let their guard down, and after the photo was taken, they all held their cameras, and it turned out that they were right.

Yin Jun came out and stood for a while, and a little beautiful woman with a bumpy figure popped out of it, talking to Yin Jun with a smile.

"Wen Bixia!"

The name came to everyone's minds, and there was a burst of shutter presses in their hands.

"Oh, why isn't it Guan Zhilin, or Zhao Yazhi? Zhong Chuhong is good!" someone complained while taking pictures.

The photos of Wen Bixia and Yin Jun together are certainly very eye-catching, but this Wen Bixia is Yin Jun's little sister, she is not yet 15 years old this year, what is there to hype?

"Zhong Chuhong went to South Korea, Guan Zhilin was in school classes, Zhao Yazhi was filming, you don't know this bit of the itinerary, how did you mix it?"

"Hey, don't you know what it means to secretly cross Chen Cang?" he hurriedly retorted, "What if Yin Jun is here to pick up Zhong Chuhong?"

"I don't think it's likely, Zhong Chuhong seems to have had a bit of a conflict with Yin Jun recently, and when I saw her filming before, she looked very haggard. I don't know what happened to them either. A journalist lamented.

"It should have something to do with Yin Jun's left and right hugs, not all women can accept it. Another older reporter answered.

"I don't know who it is, I can actually let Yin Jun pick it up in person!" a reporter pondered bitterly.

"Could it be Mr. Huo?" a reporter guessed.

"Nonsense, how could Yin Jun bring Wen Bixia to pick up Mr. Huo? Also, Mr. Huo is so low-key, how could he let Yin Jun pick him up?" a senior reporter shook his head.

"Yes, do you really think that Yin Jun, a genius and a super-rich man, is worthless? His wealth is not far from Mr. Huo, right? Not to mention that his development momentum is even more violent!" another reporter agreed.

"They're in!"

During the chat, a reporter found that Wen Bixia took Yin Jun into the airport waiting hall and hurriedly beckoned everyone to run forward.

For them, if they shoot Yin Jun's lace news, it will be a great gimmick.

Because Yin Jun is too low-key on weekdays, he doesn't appear in public at all, and the security measures of Shi Xundao, where he lives, are very strict, and even lying on a tree dozens of meters away can be found and beaten, and over time, not many reporters dare to ambush there.

Yin Jun and Wen Bixia arrived at the exit of "Arrival and Departure", and I don't know when, seven or eight bodyguards appeared from nowhere, surrounding them in the middle.

But such an eye-catching pull still attracted the attention of many people.

Everyone may not recognize Yin Jun at first sight, but they all know Wen Bixia.

Since the head of Moda, Wen Bixia has been the darling of Xiangjiang, not very old, but very popular.

Especially some young people, like her very much.

Seeing her appear here, holding a young man's hand, talking and laughing, many people were surprised.

"It looks so well-behaved and innocent, why do you have a boyfriend at such a young age?" A mother pulled her daughter who was in high school next to her, "Daughter, don't follow her! Look, acting doesn't love yourself!"

Her daughter gave her mother a blank look, "Mom, if the man next to her is willing to ask me, you don't need me to open your mouth to agree, you will directly tie me up and send me over!"

"Nonsense, is my mother this kind of person?" her mother scolded her daughter first, and then couldn't help but be curious: "Who is he? Which rich boy?"

"He is not a rich man, he is a rich man himself. The daughter said lazily, "Xiangjiang is hugely rich, the youngest genius in a century, and the president of the Kirin Group, do you know who it is?"

In fact, halfway through her speech, her mother already knew who the young man was, and her eyes really lit up because of this, "Wow, he is more handsome than on TV and in photos!

The daughter didn't think it was funny, but she didn't expect her mother to become a star chaser.

But also, how many young and middle-aged people in Xiangjiang don't admire and worship Yin Jun?

He is the greatest miracle creator of wealth in Xiangjiang!

The two mothers and daughters were talking here, but there was one more enthusiastic and direct than them, and a group of young people rushed over directly, holding a notebook and a pen, wanting to find Wen Bixia to sign it.

Yin Jun patted Wen Bixia's hand, she smiled sweetly at Yin Jun, and signed the fans under the protection of bodyguards.

At this time, the entertainment reporters also ran over openly and stood not far away to take pictures.

Not only those who just spoke, but also another group of reporters suddenly appeared.

This group of fans left, and another group of fans came over, and Wen Bixia signed fifty or sixty names before she stopped.

"Jun Shao, who are you picking up today?" is it a friend?" a tall reporter asked, standing not far away, raising his voice.

"Yes, isn't it Miss Zhong Chuhong?"

"Could it be Miss Teresa Teng?"

"Jun Shao, just say something!"

“……”

A group of reporters asked nonsense, but they were all three meters away from Yin Jun.

It's not that they don't want to get closer, but because the bodyguards have directly killed the surrounding space.

Looking at the cold expressions of the bodyguards, the reporters didn't dare to touch their heads -- who didn't know that Yin Jun's personal bodyguards were all super elites selected by thousands of people? And it is said that everyone has guns!

Hearing that they were all women who had an affair with Yin Jun, Wen Bixia raised her brows unhappily, but she still couldn't help but didn't speak.

In front of Yin Jun, she will definitely maintain her image.

Yin Jun didn't answer the reporters himself, just nodded and smiled at them, and then turned his head to look at the passengers who were already coming out one after another.

Yin Jun didn't answer, and the reporters weren't discouraged at all, a big man like Yin Jun was not a small star, how could he pay attention to these reporters?

Naturally, they didn't leave, but waited around Yin Jun, ready to see who Yin Jun was coming to greet.

"It's coming!"

Yin Jun, who was tall, suddenly had a smile on his face, patted Wen Bixia's head, and pointed in one direction.

Wen Bixia stood on her toes, looked over there, and her eyes immediately lit up, like a little swallow, she rushed to the railing and shouted, "Uncle Wei! Uncle Wei! I'm here!!"

Seeing this, the reporters perked up and looked in the direction of Wen Bixia's greeting, but saw a sturdy man, pushing a car full of suitcases and packages, striding over.

"Hey, this ......" The young reporter only felt familiar, and couldn't think of who it was for a while.

"Wei Xiaofan!"

The older reporter immediately blurted out, "It turns out that he is back! I said how could Yin Jun come to pick him up in person, and he also brought Wen Bixia with him! This makes sense!"

"Wei Xiaofan, oh, it's that Bao Qingtian!" The young reporter has only been in the industry for a short time, and he doesn't know much, "I heard that he and Yin Jun are good friends, but they haven't reached this level, right?

"So, you young people, you should have a good understanding of the entertainment industry, and then it's better to be a reporter. The reporter on the other side said disdainfully: "Yin Jun just came to Xiangjiang and moved out of the Guan family to live, which is an apartment shared with Wei Xiaofan and Wen Bixia's mother. His first part-time job in a teahouse was introduced to him by Wei Xiaofan. When he didn't have money to eat well, either Wen Bixia's mother made it for him, or Wei Xiaofan invited him to eat with his own salary, so that he could have more nutrition and grow his body!"

"Yes, even Yin Jun himself said that Wen Bixia's mother is his own aunt, and Wei Xiaofan is his eldest brother! Such a friend of adversity cannot be erased! Especially Yin Jun is the kind of person who talks about rules and knows how to repay kindness!" A reporter in the back sighed, "I'm sorry, why didn't Yin Jun find a house and find the apartment I rented in the first place? Then I'll send it!"

"Dream on you! You're just like my sister, she always thinks that it's good that she was the one who knocked down Yin Jun on a bicycle, haha!" a reporter joked.

Their chat caused a burst of laughter from their peers.

But they are worthy of being professional, even if they are chatting and talking, the movements of their hands have not stopped, and they have taken enough photos of Wei Xiaofan picking up Wen Bixia, hugging Yin Junxiong, walking out of the airport together, getting in the car and leaving all the way.

Tomorrow's news is back!

Everyone watched Yin Jun and them leave with smiles on their faces, and they were very satisfied.

It's a little regrettable that as soon as Wei Xiaofan came out, a group of bodyguards immediately protected them and didn't accept any interviews, so that everyone couldn't ask Wei Xiaofan's questions.