Although the reporter asked such a tricky question, Leng Qianye was still calm and calm.

On the contrary, Wan Zishan was a little uneasy and looked at Leng Qianye from time to time. She didn't know how Leng Qianye would answer the reporter's questions.

"I......"

Leng Qianye just said a word and saw that all the reporters looked out the door.

Several security guards stopped a group of people, "I'm sorry, you can't get in here."

But this group of people seemed to insist on coming in and didn't listen to the security guards' dissuasion.

"What happened?" Leng Qianye's cold voice resounded throughout the hall.

The hall suddenly became quiet, and the man even spoke so lethal.

A security guard immediately turned around and looked at Leng Qianye so scared that he was sweating. He apologized: "I'm sorry, President, they must come in to see you, we can't stop them."

These security guards are all wearing good looks, and it seems that these people are good at it.

Leng Qianye was very interested in seeing who was going to see him. He got down step by step from the stage, and his steps were steady and powerful.

The security guards were so scared that they stepped back when Leng Qianye came. They didn't stop the group and didn't know how the president would punish them.

The moment the security guard flashed, Leng Qianye saw a familiar face, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He was indeed not wrong. He didn't expect that he would come to the door so soon to make trouble, so he chose to go to the idealogism press conference.

"Yize, you really have another purpose in joining the Qilin, but I, Leng Qianye's sister, cannot be played with. I will make you pay the price." Leng Qianye's plain tone showed infinite murderous intent.

If he had no time for the launch of ideas, would he let Yize live a good life?

The man opposite smiled indifferently, "I don't understand what Mr. Leng is saying, I don't understand at all. I will introduce myself first, so as not to Mr. Leng recognizes the wrong person. My name is Yichen, and I am the executive director of 'Tengyi' company.

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After Yichen said that, he took out a business card and handed it to Leng Qianye. His business card was handed over for a long time, and Leng Qianye had no intention of taking the business card.

Tengyi Company, Leng Qianye has never heard that this company must be a very small company, and Leng Qianye disdains to accept his business card.

Yichen still had a faint smile on his face. He took back his business card, and it didn't matter at all.

"You are not qualified to enter here yet, go out." Leng Qianye's eyes narrowed slightly, with a dangerous light.

Such a small company is not qualified to join Kirin.

Yichen calmly took a file bag from his assistant and slowly opened it. "I don't want to enter here either, but there are some things that I have to meet Mr. Leng."

Yichen took out two documents and walked to Leng Qianye, and deliberately amplified his voice, "Please stop all activities about ideas immediately. Because ideas are our company's products, your company's behavior infringes on our company's patent rights

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Yichen's words shocked Leng Qianye. Although he did not show it on the surface, his heart had already been ups and downs.

The reporters immediately burst into trouble when they heard these words. What was going on and why did the man say that idealogism is a product of their company.

"I want you to be responsible for what you say." Leng Qianye was murderous intent everywhere, and his eyes were staring at Yichen.

Yichen raised the document and placed it in front of Leng Qianye. It was an authorization letter for the work, and the signature was Mo Feixue. Mo Feixue had long authorized ideaology to Tengyi Company.

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Chapter completed!