What a Coincidence
Editor: Millman97
As friendly as Luo Mingxin was, he would not allow the interview to go on for more than half an hour. After all, these people were too good at twisting his words. Once he provided a vague sentence, they could come up with several different interpretations for it. Therefore, every time he opened his mouth, he had to think ahead to ensure that it was not possible for the reporters to misrepresent the meaning. Half an hour was more than enough; any longer, Luo Mingxin's brain might have fried.
Thankfully, the ball had just started. After interviewing Luo Mingxin, the reporters could go and take the pictures of the upper society enjoying the party. Therefore, both parties came to a tacit agreement, neither was going to create trouble for the other. After the reporters left, Luo Mingxin sat alone. Through the waiters, he enquired after what had happened earlier.