"Madam?" The host's facial expression froze for a moment, but only for a moment, and then she quickly came back to her senses.

When Song Qishen heard this, his eyebrows narrowed and he just smiled faintly, "Yeah."

Afterwards, he didn't say anything more about this issue.

It's obvious that I don't want to reveal any more information about this.

Seeing this, the host immediately turned the steering wheel.

Her good hosting skills enabled her to regain control of the audience.

The female host's smile gradually widened, "It was rumored that Mr. Song had been single for many years, but he didn't expect that he would resolve his life-long affairs as soon as he returned to China."

Her words were particularly connotative. Firstly, she hinted that Song Qishen got married immediately after being single, and secondly, she hinted at whether Song Qishen only got married after returning to China.

If Song Qishen had agreed, then he would have made headlines no matter what. It would have been revealed by this program.

Whether the Song family will intercept or not is something the program team has no way of knowing.

But since Song Qishen returned to China and successfully took over the Song family, the program team has offered him countless olive branches. The previous times, he was rejected without exception.

Under the warm invitation, this time, for the first time, I agreed.

No matter what, the program team didn't want to miss this opportunity.

In the past, this financial program has invited famous people for exclusive interviews.

Except for people with such prominent financial status, the viewers who watched the program focused on the history of various struggles to create business miracles, but their curiosity was obviously in the gossip of these people.

These are the hot spots.

Seeing that Song Qishen was still sitting there, the female host took advantage of her victory and asked, "Can I ask which family your wife is from?"

Song Qishen slightly raised his lips, "Thousands of gold."

He paused, and then said, "I'm sorry, my wife is shy. She wants to live a quiet life and it's not convenient to disclose it. Besides, this is my personal privacy. I think we can discuss the main aspects of Song's investment.

A question of assistance.”

The female host was probably used to being rejected before and had already honed her skills. At this moment, after the connection was completed, she smiled and said, "Okay."

——On the campus of Peking University.

The crowd that had just stood in front of the flower bed and was watching under the huge screen dispersed, but the small sounds of conversation were still heard continuously.

In fact, these people's discussions were all about surprise that Song Qishen showed his full face. Such a special financial interview was broadcast on the entire Internet without even a preview.

There was a startling glimpse of Song's tall figure at the celebration banquet, the blurry profile at the negotiation table after taking over the Song family, and the graduation silhouette of Song Qishen when he was still studying abroad.

All of these are incomparable to Song Qishen's clear full face in the interview program.

Compared to the past, I am even more astonished.

And then more, everyone thinks that Song Qishen has changed from a golden bachelor to a married man——

frightened.

This was even more unexpected than when Song Qishen suddenly accepted a financial interview.

Even if such a big event as a marriage is not fully disclosed, it seems that in order to protect his wife, he covers up everything.

——"Thousands of gold."

Qian Zhi stared closely at the interview clip that was still being shown on the big screen, and what was inexplicably echoing in her mind were the words Song Qishen just said.

Speak in an unhurried tone, one sentence at a time.

When he slowly opened his mouth and said the word "qian", her heart suddenly tightened, but also expanded rapidly.

Then as his voice fell into the word "gold".

Qianzhi's first reaction was to suddenly breathe a sigh of relief, which was good.

Mainly, she didn't think much about it.

I just simply felt that, judging from the campus, he still had a crush on him, and many people seemed to know him.

She was actually silently puzzled.

This guy doesn’t seem to be involved in the entertainment industry.

Qianzhi thought again of what he just said, "My wife is shy and wants to live a quiet life."

For the moment, I think I'm mostly right.

But the key point shouldn't be...

Did he call her "Mrs."

Qian Zhi never thought that Song Qishen would one day call her that.

In the past, he had never called her that.

"Oh my god, the male god calls his wife 'my wife'. Just thinking about it makes me feel so pampered." Tang Jiujiu had just been immersed in Song Qishen's face and couldn't extricate himself. At this moment, he came back to his senses and said:

Bian grabbed Qian Zhi's thin arm.

Qian Zhi was pulled by her, her consciousness came out of her body and spun again, she also came back to her senses and asked directly.

"Pampering?"

But it’s actually a relatively common name.

Song Qishen was assigned to be the one who just couldn't shout out this sentence, and everyone would just think it was very suicidal.

"Yes." Tang Jiujiu agreed without thinking, "I thought that a man with such good conditions like him would get married very late, but I didn't expect it. Guess it's probably a family marriage. It doesn't matter if there is any relationship.

knew."

The son of the richest man in Yin City, no matter how low-key Song Qishen is, he can't keep a low profile.

Nowadays, online streaming media is so powerful, and the information age has separated and connected many tiny things.

No matter how tightly a lot of information is buried, there will still be clues. In fact, there are traces of everything.

However, when Song Qishen was hiding his secrets before, no media dared to report false information about him.

It's even more impossible to label things indiscriminately.

Just like right now, if we delve deeper into the details, we can only rely on the imagination of netizens.

No matter how others live their lives, it all belongs to them.

Tang Jiujiu paused, then added with an envious tone, "His wife really saved the entire galaxy in her previous life!"

Qianzhi smiled. She didn't know whether she saved the galaxy in her previous life.

Anyway, there is no such thing in this life. She doesn't want to go to heaven too much, and she doesn't have this opportunity.

However, Tang Jiujiu was just a nymphomaniac, and Song Qishen was obviously not that important when it came to eating.

"Okay, let's stop watching and go eat. Everyone around here has their wives, so we won't join in the fun."

"..."

Qianzhi couldn't laugh or cry, "...it's not you who pulled me away!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Zhi raised her eyes and glanced at the big screen, thinking that she would go back to the dormitory at night and watch the entire interview while lying in bed.

After all, when you look up at this big screen, your neck will be strangled, which makes it particularly uncomfortable.

And at this moment, there are many people around, making it quite noisy.

Tang Jiujiu saw Qian Zhi in an inexplicable daze, so he used all his strength to grab her.

The two of them then raised their feet together and walked toward the cafeteria.

On the way, Qian Zhi remembered something, her eyes lit up, and she looked directly at Tang Jiu Jiu.

"Hey, chirp, chirp, let me ask you."

"what?"

"You were not kidding when you said you could kneel down immediately after talking to a big boss, right?"

Tang Jiujiu didn't take it seriously, and waved his hand, not hiding his admiration for the male god, "Of course, it feels good to kneel down for a while, and it feels good to keep kneeling. But there is no need to talk to the boss. In fact, I just took a look.

I think it’s OK!”

"If I could take the opportunity to ask him to introduce me to a man of the same type, I would be even more grateful."

Qian Zhi stared at her blankly, and said in a faint tone, "Aren't you the squad leader's follower, and you want to introduce a man of the same type?"

Tang Jiujiu was given such an inexplicable look by her, "Don't look at me like that..."

"Okay, I won't look at you like this anymore. But you have to remember what you said before. What if you see it one day?"

Tang Jiujiu glanced at Qianzhi inexplicably, "What are you dreaming about? You said the same thing in WeChat last time. Are you so sure that I can see others?"

Isn't this kind of mysterious boss always elusive?

But she still raised her head proudly, "When I really see it, I don't need you to remind me, okay?"

Tang Jiujiu and Qian Zhizhi walked side by side to the second floor of the cafeteria, "But after you reminded me like this, I got really excited. Did you see it just now? Mr. Song is wearing a pink shirt. This color, my God, I
To be continued...