C1548 Here's a Talisman for You
"Ambassador Liu, it's getting late. Let's go to the front. Please give a witness speech to this couple in front of the media. "
Shen Cunmao opened his mouth and stopped Lee Nanfang before he could reply, which eased the awkward atmosphere a little bit.
With him leading the way, everyone walked towards the podium together.
However, Ambassador Liu was unwilling to give up.
Just yesterday, Shen Family had even made contact with the Dali in the country through him.
The content of this contact was completely transparent to all parties.
Ambassador Liu could guess Shen Yun's relationship with Duan Chuhuang, and was also clear about the military leak process.
At that time, Ambassador Liu was very pleased with Duan Chuhuang's choice.
A good son of China, not being lured away by a woman in South Korea, could also be considered a patriotism.
But today, another talented young man was going to be married to Shen Yun.
Although Lee Nanfang's power was slightly different from Duan Chuhuang's, to join Han City s ranks was still a great loss to the nation.
Ambassador Liu couldn't bear to see the young people going astray.
"Mr. Ye, how long are you planning to stay at South Korea this time?"
Ambassador Liu, who should have been walking side by side with Shen Cunmao, purposefully slowed down his pace and asked in a low voice.
One had to say, his questions were quite skillful.
He had sufficient reasons to believe that Ye Shen was Lee Nanfang, so this young man who had made an outstanding contribution in British Island could not be bewitched by the South Korea woman.
The wedding couldn't be stopped, and he had no reason to stop it.
The only thing he could dissuade from doing so, or should he say, the thing he was most worried about, was Lee Nanfang marrying into Shen Family and becoming a citizen of it.
However, those who were guarding the Shen Family could not directly persuade their young master.
Therefore, Ambassador Liu used a very euphemistic way of asking.
There were only two answers to this question: always or for a while.
If Lee Nanfang dared to say that he wanted to stay, then Ambassador Liu would ask for a private meeting to educate this young man.
Luckily, Lee Nanfang understood his intentions, but he did not have the same worry as Lee Nanfang.
"Thank you, Ambassador Liu, for your concern. After the wedding, I will return home."
Lee Nanfang didn't act dumb in front of the Leader of External Affairs.
He clearly knew that Ambassador Liu's identity and status represented China abroad.
As for whether or not Chinese descendants could receive fair treatment and protect their own interests in a foreign land, they relied on these foreign affairs to lead.
This was a family, no one would brazenly show off their might to a family member.
Thus, he used the most direct and clear answer to dissolve Ambassador Liu's worries.
Hearing that, Ambassador Liu was happy.
Shortly after, Shen Cunmao, who was walking in front, turned his head slightly and said something that made Ambassador Liu excited.
"Ambassador Liu, Ye Mr. Shen agreeing to the wedding with Shen Yun is something our Shen Family wishes for. Therefore, from top to bottom, the Shen Family definitely did not have any intentions to restrict Mr. Ye. On the contrary, if Mr. Ye needs it, no matter where he goes, the Shen Family will give it its all to support him. "
Shen Cunmao expressed his attitude towards Lee Nanfang with the most sincere tone.
Ambassador Liu had to really use his strong self-control to suppress the urge to hug Lee Nanfang's shoulder and give him a thumbs up to praise him.
Because the hidden relationship behind this wedding was the complete opposite of what he had initially expected, and it was moving in a direction that he couldn't believe was going on.
It wasn't that Lee Nanfang had taken in the Shen Family, but the Shen Family was firmly controlled by Lee Nanfang.
What did this mean?
This meant that Lee Nanfang had won glory for the country!
He turned Shen Family, which had an extremely huge background within the South Korea, into an appendage to China. It was definitely worth it to form a work report, write a special book to his superior, and privately award Lee Nanfang a medal of honor.
"Good, very good! When Mr. Ye returns, you must notify me, I will personally send you on the plane back home. "
In the end, Ambassador Liu couldn't hold it in anymore. He praised it excitedly and expressed that he would send it off himself.
When a normal person heard this, they would definitely say something like, "I don't dare, thank you for your good intentions".
However, Scumbag Lee's brain circuits were different. The things he cared about were even more terrifying than being misunderstood by Ambassador Liu.
Therefore, Lee Nanfang nodded without a trace of politeness and said softly, "Thank you. Shen Yun has a lot of influence in South Korea, so I can only stand in the public eye. At home, I just want to be a low-key person and don't want to attract too much attention. Therefore, I really have to rely on you to return home safely. "
His words were very reserved.
In other words, it would be better to just shock the citizens of South Korea after making such a big commotion with my marriage. You better not stab me back into the country, or I'll really die without even leaving a single bone behind.
Just imagine, for Yue Zitong, Helan Xiaoxin, Loong Chengcheng, and the rest of the ladies to see me and Shen Yun having a wedding, how terrifying would that be?
If Lee Nanfang was given a chance, he might have begged Ambassador Liu not to spread the news.
Unfortunately, Ambassador Liu misunderstood her.
"Mr. Ye, rest assured. You have made such a great contribution to our friendship. How could I allow some extreme people to threaten your life? I will do everything in my power to give you a talisman to keep you away from injustice. "
Ambassador Liu made a promise.
However, he didn't know if the "body protection talisman" he spoke of would be compatible with the "Life Urging Talisman."
Without waiting for Lee Nanfang to reply, the few of them had already arrived at the front desk.
When countless media reporters saw the scene of Mr. Ye and Ambassador Liu "laughing and talking", they naturally surrounded him at the first moment.
"Ye Mr. Shen, may I ask when did your relationship with Shen Yun start?"
"Ye Mr. Shen, for you to suddenly marry Miss Shen Yun, it is definitely something that will hurt the hearts of countless young people with South Korea. Are you feeling pressured?"
"Ye Mr. Shen, can you tell me about your personal history?"
All kinds of short guns came over, the most recent ones were almost at Lee Nanfang's mouth.
If it was a real gun, Lee Nanfang would have made these people shut up forever. However, facing so many reporters, we, Boss Lee, really don't have the mood to make fun of them.
Shen Cunmao squeezed over from the side and stood in front of Lee Nanfang. With just a few words, he had everyone's attention focused on the speech of China's ambassador to South Korea.
Subsequently, the security guards at the scene intervened and instructed the reporters to return to their seats. Only then did Lee Nanfang feel at ease.
Ambassador Liu's speech was very simple, it was nothing more than congratulating Shen Family, blessing the newlyweds, and willing to be friendly with the two countries for generations to come.
After the speech was over, Ambassador Liu specifically said goodbye to Lee Nanfang and quickly left the scene.
Shen Cunmao and his wife went to send off the Leader, leaving the whole venue to Lee Nanfang and Shen Yun.
Shen Yun had been around for a long time, but this kind of press conference had always been made by her agent. Furthermore, with the protection of Shen Family, there had never been a media who had dared to embarrass her.
As a result, Miss Shen's ability to cope with the media was pitifully weak.
Compared to them, we, Boss Lee, have no ability to fight against reporters at all.
As such, when the people in the control room disappeared, and the restless reporters rushed to the front of the stage once again and surrounded the two of them, they were somewhat at a loss as to what to do.
However, the reporter would never give up the opportunity to ask a question just because he was not mentally prepared for the person he wanted to interview.
This was the same logic as a tiger not pouncing on a little white rabbit until it was ready.
Countless reporters had been invited to the theater. Today, they were risking their lives to dig up some heavyweight news.
Little Princess of South Korea marrying a Chinese, in the eyes of some extreme people, was the national shame.
Even if the other party had Shen Family, those reporters did not care.
Of course, they still did not dare to touch the red line about how they could not embarrass Shen Yun. However, no one had said they could not embarrass the new Young Master, Shen Family, right?
In the midst of the noisy crowd, someone shouted very quickly. It was a question that no one dared to open their mouth to ask.
"Ye Mr. Shen, what qualifications do you have to marry Miss Shen Yun? Did you use some dirty method to take over our little princess? "
This question was especially abrupt in this chaotic situation. As soon as his voice fell, the entire theater miraculously quieted down.
"Ye Mr. Shen, you aren't from some famous family are you? Since that's not the case, then it can only prove that you used an extraordinary method to obtain Miss Shen Yun's heart. Aren't you afraid that you'll be boycotted by the people of South Korea? "
The second question was even more incisive. This was no longer a question for the reporters, but a way of hinting to the public that Lee Nanfang was the antithesis of the entire South Korea.
He was definitely going to beat someone to death.
Shen Yun did not even react to the first question. It was only when the second question entered her ears that she suddenly realized that something was wrong.
It wasn't easy for Lee Nanfang to agree to the wedding, and finally, he was able to settle this monster down.
But if these damn reporters angered him, he would definitely push the Shen Family to the point of no return.
Filled with fear and anxiety, Shen Yun wanted to stand up and scold the insolent reporter.
However, she only started her movement when she felt Lee Nanfang's hand on her leg, pressing down on her and preventing her from taking any action.
"Ye Shen, you?"
Shen Yun didn't understand Lee Nanfang's intention and was about to ask, but seeing that Lee Nanfang didn't even look at her and only stared at the reporters below the stage, she had no choice but to repress her question.
"Ye Mr. Shen, you should know that Miss Shen Yun had a rare relationship with one of us. "Excuse me, are you confident that you can withstand the pressure from Young Master Li?"
This was the third time that that suicidal reporter had asked a question.
Coincidentally, this question was heard by Shen Cunmao, who just came back from sending Ambassador Liu away.
Shen Cunmao was covered in cold sweat at that time. He couldn't wait to lead people to chop that reporter who raised such a sensitive question into pieces.1
This press conference was arranged by the Shen Family, the goal was to have the evildoer named "Yang Xiao" pass the information.
Han City and Shen Family had already followed King Xuanyuan's requirements.
Therefore, this press conference must be held, and Ambassador Hua Xia must also be present to spread the news.
Jack boasted that in the entire Han City, there was not a single media who would dare to embarrass Young Master Shen Family in front of others. Only then did he feel at ease to bring Lee Nanfang over.
As a result, the development of reality was extremely surprising.
Shen Cunmao was infuriated. He looked at the reporter who was looking for an answer and waved his hand to call the security guard at the scene to kick him out.
But the next moment, all of his movements were interrupted by Lee Nanfang's sudden action.
Scumbag Lee sneered as he glanced at the audience. He didn't say anything, but stood up and pulled Shen Yun into his arms.
Then, in front of countless cameras, she lowered her head and kissed Shen Yun's lips.
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