Surrounded by a huge crowd, the luxurious black Maybach struggled to move forward like a cruise ship trapped in a sea of ice.
Only after the driver honked his horn urgently did the car finally break through the crowd.
"Hey, wait a minute!"
"Mr. Gu, what brings you back to China this time?"
"Mr. Gu, at least one photo together, please."
Ignoring everyone around him, the driver seized the opportunity, floored the accelerator, and with the roar of the internal combustion engine, the black car vanished from sight in a flash.
Many female fans who failed to take a picture of Gu Gongming stomped their feet in anger as they watched the car disappear.
After all, Gu Gongming's fame in the entertainment industry far surpasses that of top internet celebrities and stars.
After all, celebrities can only act, but Gu Gongming was truly in it.
He is not manipulated by any capital, and his assets are so vast that even the Night Star's high-ranking officials and the nation have to borrow money from him.
A domineering CEO with a cool and handsome appearance, formidable strength, and an aura of security.
Not to mention girls, even many boys admire him greatly.
This caused those who hadn't even seen Gu Gongming's face to be filled with regret and despair, probably unable to sleep for several nights.
The female fans who managed to take photos of Gu Gongming had radiant smiles, looking even happier than if they had won the lottery.
Hello, miss.
A reporter, still holding a microphone, approached a female fan who was secretly delighted as she looked at Gu Gongming's photo.
The microphone was hanging down in his hand, and there were no cameras nearby, so it didn't seem like he was there for an interview.
When the female fan saw someone approaching, she cautiously protected her phone against her chest and sized the person up and down.
What are you doing!
Seeing the other person's wary expression, the reporter gently pushed up his glasses and said with a smile, "Don't be afraid, I just want your photo."
The female fan paused for a moment, then immediately straightened up and touched her face somewhat embarrassedly.
"Oh dear, she's not that good-looking~ But if you insist, it's not impossible, but it has to be placed in a prominent position in the news~"
The female reporter's lips twitched. "I think you might have misunderstood. The photo I was referring to wasn't a photo taken for you, but a photo of Gu Gongming on your phone."
"Huh? Impossible!"
When the female fan heard that she wanted a photo of Gu Gongming, her face immediately fell. Before the female reporter could say anything, she turned and ran away.
"Hey, wait!" The female reporter tried to stop him, but he seemed to have slipped through her fingers and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"Well..."
The female reporter lowered her outstretched hand and looked around.
The onlookers and reporters who had come to watch the spectacle had long since dispersed, leaving her all alone.
"Ahh!"
The female reporter clutched her head in frustration.
"What am I going to do! I finally managed to get this opportunity from the boss! And I didn't get any photos, I'm definitely going to get fired!!"
The thought of the terrible situation she was about to face gave the female reporter a headache and made her feel depressed.
Just then, a soft and sweet voice came from behind.
Are you a reporter?
The voice was somewhat strange, lacking emotional fluctuation, but its lovely tone gave it a unique charm.
"Ah, it is me, what's wrong!"
The female reporter, still in a daze, straightened up immediately upon hearing the voice behind her and quickly answered without turning around.
When she turned around, she was immediately taken aback by the beautiful girl in front of her.
She had a petite figure, long hair that looked as if it were sculpted from snow, and bright pink eyes that seemed to be filled with blood.
If it were filmed as a video, people might even think it had special effects.
Such beauty calmed the female reporter's restless mood a little, and she suddenly thought that interviewing the girl in front of her might be a good way to complete her assignment!
"Is there anything I can help you with?"
Thinking of this, the female reporter suppressed her excitement and tried her best to speak in a calm tone.
"Give."
Hela didn't say anything more and simply handed the phone she had been holding to the other person.
The female reporter blinked, curiously took Hela's Stitch phone case, and looked at the phone.
His eyes widened immediately upon seeing the image on his phone.
I quickly took off my glasses, rubbed my eyes, and looked again carefully before I was sure what I was seeing.
The phone contained a photo of Gu Gongming!
In the photo, Gu Gongming leans against the right door, holding a half-empty wine glass in his left hand, his cold and domineering face filled with gloom.
He looked as if he had endured endless suffering, and his whole demeanor was one of utter despair.
To the female reporter's surprise, Gu Gongming's right sleeve was completely empty; there was nothing there.
Although the person appears to be trying hard to conceal their right hand, the angle of the photo is so perfect that it is clear that their right hand is missing.
The beautiful girl suddenly felt like she had won 5 million in the lottery, and she jumped up with joy.
"Yay! That's great!"
She looked at Hela, her eyes sparkling with gratitude.
"Beautiful lady, thank you! How much would you sell this photo for? Around 500 to 100 is acceptable!"
The female reporter initially wanted to raise the price by around 500, but considering her empty wallet, she only offered around 100.
"I don't want money." Hela shook her head.
"Oh, it's free?" The female reporter was slightly taken aback. "It's free!"
"No."
Uh... what do you want?
"I need to work."
"Ah?"
Hela's words left the female reporter speechless. "If you want a job, go for an interview. It's no use coming to me."
Hela paused, as if thinking about something, "Because I also want to be a journalist. I majored in media in college and just graduated."
As he spoke, his clear eyes stared intently at the female reporter, almost as if they were writing down his naivety and innocent foolishness.
If it were someone else, they might have been suspicious and asked to see the diploma, but the female reporter believed them immediately.
"Wow! I see."
Upon hearing this, [X], who was preparing to fabricate a graduation certificate for Hela out of thin air on his phone, silently breathed a sigh of relief.
But the female reporter's next sentence made it nervous again.
"Which school did you graduate from?"
"Hmm..." Hela paused again, [X] frantically searching for information about the female reporter on the information network.
" Great Xia University of Communication." She finally gave the answer as the Bluetooth earpiece on her ear flickered slightly.
"Wow, we're alumni! I graduated from this school too. Come on, let me take you to meet our boss!"
Upon learning that Hela was a fellow student of hers, the female reporter was overjoyed and enthusiastically took Hela to her company.
The figure in the white shirt and the figure in the white casual clothes slowly disappeared into the street.
Aidan and his two companions stood at the entrance of the coffee shop, somewhat at a loss.
"So... what should we do?"