487: C487 Anxiety

C487 Anxiety

Looking at this large group of agitated reporters, Chen Fangfang cleared his throat and said.

"Sorry for keeping you waiting, Godly Doctor said you can accept an interview."

After getting the approval of their host, a large group of reporters rushed in, afraid that they would miss the best chance to ask a question if they were a step too late.

As a result, the originally spacious and bright suite was instantly suppressed.

"Come on." The mouth of the transvestite twitched a few times.

He felt that in a situation like this, it would be safer to let Hsiao Hee take the lead.

"You're the genius doctor they're looking for. If I were to go up for an interview, I'm afraid that wouldn't be too good, right?"

Hsiao Hee looked at the aggressive looks of this group of people, as if someone owed them tens of thousands of yuan and didn't want to pay it back.

He shook his head and said with a smile, "Brother Chen Yao is still the best."

"What's suitable for that? The idea came from Miss Yin. As a man, how could you bear to see a girl dealing with so many people?" The transvestite man complained with a smelly face.

"Aren't you a man? "Why didn't you go forward?" Hsiao Hee pointed at the reporters who were entering the living room one by one and joked, "What do you think they will do to you?"

Hearing this, the transvestite man immediately shivered and hurriedly stood up, "I can't be considered a man now, I'm a transvestite!"

With that, he walked out of the living room without looking back.

He did not have the fortune to be in this mess. He could be considered an entry level expert with his glib. If he had to deal with so many experienced reporters, he might as well just kill him.

"I'll take my leave too." Lian Hao also stood up and hurriedly left after giving a signal to Hsiao Hee.

Hsiao Hee couldn't help but shake his head. This Xue Fugui was really like his father, Xue Ren, who didn't like to be seen in public and didn't like to argue with others.

It was just that the living room was big enough. Otherwise, it would really be a headache if so many people rushed in.

Chen Fangfang busily brewed tea for the guests. Yin Yuan sat beside Hsiao Hee and said in fluent Italian, "Welcome, reporters and friends. The gentleman sitting next to me is Hsiao Hee.

Before she finished speaking, the reporters were already pointing their cameras at Hsiao Hee with flashing lights.

There were also a few impure journalists who would secretly take a few pictures of Yin Yuan while filming Hsiao Hee.

In the eyes of these people, this charming and seductive woman from the East grew in everyone's eyes.

She had delicate facial features and a curvy figure. Even if the newspapers didn't use photos, it would still be wonderful to take them home and "collect" them.

However, the weak were still nostalgic for beauties, the strong had already started to picture Hsiao Hee, Yin Yuan and this luxurious suite together.

These were the most favorable evidence to attack this arrogant Chinese genius doctor in the future!

Yin Yuan sat upright on the sofa with a smile on her face, looking dignified and elegant.

Hsiao Hee, on the other hand, was not used to being photographed at such a close distance. The flashing lights made it difficult for him to open his eyes.

He simply closed his eyes to rest. He did not want to look at these annoying scenes nor those unpleasant faces.

He had to admit that this indifferent expression of not putting the reporters in his eyes and not showing them any affection or estrangement really had the air of an otherworldly expert.

Yin Yuan was very satisfied with Hsiao Hee's performance. What she wanted was Hsiao Hee's indifferent attitude.

Otherwise, once you show enthusiasm, you'll probably be seen by these reporters as flattering and fawning on them.

If that happened, his side would probably be forced into a passive position.1

After the reporters finished filming, Yin Yuan smiled and said, "Mr. Hsiao has lived in Hua Xia for a long time, so he doesn't understand Italian. Therefore, I will be his interpreter. If anyone has any questions, feel free to ask them. I will pass them on to Mr. Hsiao. Of course, Mr. Hsiao Hee's answer will also be forwarded to you. "

Lyle knew this lady who called herself a translator. Yesterday, he was the one who had a dispute with Yin Yuan at the gate of the Tongluo University's pharmacy.

Finally, there was the column that had shaken the whole of Rome.

He was the first to ask, his words were sharp, "Then, Miss translator, have you seen the report I wrote yesterday?"

"Yes." Yin Yuan looked at Hsiao Hee and said, "I translated it for him."

"So, what does he think?" Lyle laughed complacently, "You all still have to adhere to your so-called principle of only treating Chinese people and not other people?"

Yin Yuan translated the reporter's question to Hsiao Hee.

Hsiao Hee smiled and said, "As for yesterday's report, I am very sorry, but I also sympathize with everyone's feelings. However, principles are principles, and that is the unchanging rule. "

Yin Yuan heard Hsiao Hee's words and laughed. She then turned around and translated everything Hsiao Hee said to the reporters.

The reporters were all shocked. A female reporter with grayish-brown hair asked in confusion, "Mr. Godly Doctor, I'm curious as to why you are so stubborn. Are you an extreme nationalist? "Do they hate any race other than their own people?"

"I love my own kind, but I don't hate other races. You know, in the eyes of doctors, sex is negligible, so what about race?" Hsiao Hee shook his head and answered.

"I gathered your information on the internet, and I also know about your achievements in China. Are you sure that it's not because of your youth, your arrogance, and your principles that made you a Chinese doctor?" a bearded man asked.

"I'm sure it isn't." Hsiao Hee replied with a smile.

Yin Yuan chuckled as she translated. This guy really was suitable to be a diplomat.

He had both the characteristics of a qualified diplomat: refreshing rhetoric and impeccable interpretation.

All the reporters' guesses were denied by Hsiao Hee, which made everyone feel weird.

Since it wasn't for these reasons, then why did this Godly Doctor from China make such an impulsive choice?

Why did you reject treating people outside of China?

They wouldn't believe it even if it was a whim.

He saw the sadness and melancholy on this Godly Doctor's face. He also saw the pitiful way this Godly Doctor was hesitating to speak.

There must be some secret that no one knew about.

Lyle was the first to break the silence. He looked at Hsiao Hee with a determined look, as if he was asking for the truth.

"Mister Godly Doctor, you have an old saying in China: There must be a reason behind all this. Otherwise, you have no reason to refuse to see us, have you? "

Hsiao Hee didn't speak for a long time after hearing Yin Yuan's translation.

His actions caused everyone's gazes to be fixed on his face.

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