427 427. You're not worried that President Gu and a certain female celebrity are putting on a fake show, are you?

Song Beibei came out of the shower and saw Gu Yanqing looking at it carefully.

Song Beibei walked over. "Do you want to go with me? "

Gu Yanqing raised his eyebrows and looked at Song Beibei. "You plan to go? "

Song Beibei said, "of course I want to go. It's the 100th anniversary of my Alma Mater, but it's too much of a waste to go. Besides, I heard that a has sent out invitations to our class this time. If I go, I might meet many of my old classmates. It's a rare opportunity. "

Gu Yanqing said, "so he Yucheng will be there too? "

When Gu Yanqing mentioned he Yucheng, Song Beibei suddenly came to a realization.

He Yucheng shouldn't be going, right? Didn't he return to America?

Ever since they parted in Hong Kong, she had no more contact with he Yucheng.

Now, she didn't know what had happened to him.

Song Beibei said, "I don't know, but I don't think he's going back. "

Then she rolled her eyes at Song Beibei. "Uncle Gu, what do you mean by that? "

Gu Yanqing said, "it's nothing. He's your schoolmate, not me. "

Song Beibei Pinched Gu Yanqing's eyes. "Oh my, our uncle Gu must be so cute when he's jealous. "

Song Beibei also knew that Gu Yanqing wasn't really jealous.

He was also very concerned about he Yucheng's recent situation.

Gu Yanqing had only asked around.

He Yucheng and Xiao Wei seemed to have vanished into thin air after they returned to America.

He Yucheng didn't go to Wall Street to continue working.

On this trip to the United States, Song Beibei also asked a few of he Yucheng's good friends about his whereabouts.

No one knew his whereabouts.

Song Beibei sighed in her heart.

Where exactly were they now?

But the world was so big, perhaps they were now starting over in a new place.

Actually, this was also good.

It was a sunny day for the university's anniversary.

Although the weather at the end of December was cold, the sunshine was especially warm.

University a was a famous school with a century of history.

Today was especially lively.

There were people coming and going at the school gate, bustling with activity.

Song Beibei had originally planned to come over with Jiang Feifei.

However, Jiang Feifei was currently nine months pregnant and was about to give birth.

Zhong Junjie would never allow her to come out and wander around aimlessly.

When Song Beibei saw such a crowd, she thought to herself, 'it's a good thing I didn't ask Jiang Feifei to come over. '.

The traffic was so heavy that it was as though it was the day when the freshmen came to the school to report.

Today, the school was open to the public.

Song Beibei could see that most of the people who came were well-dressed. With a single glance, it was obvious that they were students who had already graduated and were returning to the school to celebrate their alma mater's birthday.

In that instant, she came to a sudden realization.

Time was truly the fairest thing in the world.

No matter how one lived, whether one was walking on a clear path of success or one was at a low point, one would be stuck in a quagmire.

Just like that, it walked at a leisurely pace.

It watched everything in the world with a cold gaze. Be It excitement or coldness, they were just grains of sand that were not worth mentioning in the long river of history.

Entering from the school gate, the first building was the comprehensive building.

In just a short distance, Song Beibei actually bumped into two familiar faces.

One was the president of the Journalism Department, Chen Min, and the other was their classmate, Wei Yiming.

Chen Min recognized her immediately. "Song Beibei, it's you. "

Song Beibei was also quite enlightened. "Senior Chen Min, you're here too. "

Chen Min said, "it's really been a long time. Oh right, I didn't know you were Mrs. Gu before. I'm sorry about what happened back then. "

Back then, when Song Beibei was in the news agency, Chen Min actually didn't like her.

She always felt that she was just following Zhao Dantong's lead, so she had the opportunity to intern at Pearl Group.

She had always instructed Zhao Dantong to take over for her. Class people.

Therefore, occasionally, she would scold her.

Actually, Song Beibei had long forgotten about it.

Moreover, Song Beibei also knew that Chen Min had no ill intentions.

At that time, no matter who it was, they would still have doubts when they saw her being so lazy, but in the end, she still obtained such an opportunity.

Song Beibei did not care at all.

Song Beibei said, "at that time, I wasn't sensible, and I didn't work hard or study hard. You don't have to feel sorry at all. However, during my time at the news agency, I really learned a lot of things. Speaking of which, I have to thank you. "

Chen Min's worries were instantly put to rest after hearing Song Beibei's words.

In fact, she knew Song Beibei a little.

At that time, she was heartless and didn't work very hard. She followed Zhao Dantong all day long, so she didn't really like her.

People like her who came from the bottom always cherished every opportunity to study and practice.

However, she just wandered around like this, as if all the good things were coincidentally taken by her.

She couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, thinking that she didn't deserve it.

But after that, everything wasn't a coincidence.

Including Gu Yanqing's unprecedented interview with their campus magazine, it turned out that it was all thanks to her.

Because Song Beibei was a real heiress, and she was also Gu Yanqing's legal wife.

When this point was exposed, she simply couldn't believe it.

A little girl who was only eighteen years old was actually the legal wife of the Pearl Group's CEO.

At that time, she was still worried that Song Beibei would use her resources to attack her.

In fact, she did not.

Song Beibei asked, "senior, what have you been doing recently? "

Chen Min said, "I'm a program producer at a television station. The recently popular variety show, 'I have a date with the president' , was produced by US. "

Song Beibei had heard of this show when she was overseas.

It was one of the most popular variety reality shows in the country.

Three episodes had been produced.

Each episode's viewership ratings would reach a new peak.

It could already be considered a golden variety show in the country.

The male guests of this show were all leaders of various industries. Basically, they were all young and promising corporate executives. The female guests were mostly celebrities or models who had already become famous in the entertainment industry.

Just hearing the name of a date between a diamond bachelor and a celebrity was very eye-catching.

Song Beibei said, "senior, you're amazing. I've heard about this show in the United States. It's said that many countries have similar variety shows now. "

Chen Min said modestly, "I was just lucky at that time. "

As she said that, she seemed to have thought of something. "Our next guest is going to invite President Gu. I wonder if President Gu would be willing to do me the honor... "

In fact, with the popularity of this variety show, as long as the program team invited a guest, no matter how big a name it was, they would basically not reject it.

This was because it was equivalent to advertising for the company for free.

It was also very beneficial for the company and the company's attractiveness.

Some people even wanted to participate in this show for tens of millions of dollars.

Chen Min said confidently, "now the audience's requirements for the male guest are getting higher and higher. Although we have a lot of candidates, our program's requirements for selecting candidates are also very strict. They have to be young and promising, but they also have to be handsome and have a good reputation. It's best if they have a humorous and cheerful personality and have a certain amount of charisma. The program has already been running for three seasons, adding up to more than 20 episodes. Recently, we had a male guest vote, and according to the statistics, Gu Yanqing is firmly in first place. Therefore, our program team is discussing and planning to officially invite President Gu. Beibei, can you give us a heads up in advance? "

Song Beibei, on the other hand, seemed to be in a difficult position.

This was because she understood Gu Yanqing's temper.

Even if he could obtain many benefits by participating in this program, Gu Yanqing was a low-profile person and did not like to appear in public.

The media rarely managed to take pictures of him and post them on the Internet, let alone participate in a large-scale reality show.

Song Beibei said, "I'm afraid this is a little difficult. Furthermore, according to the requirements that senior said, he did not have anything to do with it. Gu Yanqing is introverted and even a little cold. I'm afraid he really isn't suitable for this program. "

Chen Min said, "those requirements are for the average male guest. If President Gu can be on our show, he wouldn't need any personal charm. If he stands over there, it would be a magnetic field in itself. President Gu has been married for so many years, yet he's still ranked first on the list of men women want to marry the most. "

Chen Min seemed to have thought of something In a joking tone, she said, "Bei Bei, you're not worried that President Gu and a certain female celebrity are putting on a fake show, are you? Don't worry, this is a show with a script. It's called a reality show, but in reality, it's just a reality show. Those male and female guests who have worked together before are also doing it for their own interests and fame. They rarely have any private contact with each other. Moreover, there are cameras recording every moment. I guarantee that nothing that you're worried about will happen. "

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