Rebirth: National Crown Prince

Wan Zexi glanced at the old guys lightly, then passed directly over the female reporter and came to the middle position.

The female reporter wanted to scold the other party for being rude, but when the boy's dark eyes looked over, she couldn't help but hold her tongue.

In fact, I was screaming crazily in my heart, ahhhh! He looks so good-looking! Her facial features are so delicate, and her skin is whiter than that of a woman!

As a well-known media reporter, she has interviewed many big names, especially celebrities. There are countless good-looking celebrities in the entertainment industry, but there are very few who can make her so stunning at first sight.

The young man was as elegant and dignified as a nobleman trained in the last century. At this time, his delicate and beautiful face was covered with a faint coolness.

"He's so good-looking!" Someone couldn't help but sigh at the flawless face in the camera.

"Plastic surgery? I want plastic surgery too, but even plastic surgery can't give me such a look."

The little fox guards couldn't help but look at the young man with burning eyes. They felt that their Wan Ye was really handsome. Even under such a lens, there was still no blind spot at 360 degrees.

"Wan Zexi, I thought you weren't coming!" Gan Yongming spoke up at this time.

"Click, click, click, click." The flash of the camera kept ringing crazily in front of the young man. Most people would definitely choose to close their eyes for fear of going blind, but the young man still stood there with an unchanging expression.

The scene suddenly became noisy from the silence just now, and the noise was even louder than before.

"Wan Zexi, what do you think of Wan Daming's death?"

"Can you turn around Wan's situation?"

"Why are you driving these bosses out? After all, if they are the founders of the older generation, don't you feel sorry for your father and the head of the Wan family?"

"Wan Zexi..."

The female reporter asked several questions in succession.

"Wan Zexi, the Wan family is not just yours." The old guys behind him began to accuse again.

Wan Zexi chuckled in a low voice, "The Wan family's surname is Wan, and I am the first heir of the Wan family. Don't you think those things you said are stupid? Huh?"

The young man's red lips curled up in a half-smile. Looking at the group of people with all kinds of faces below, he didn't expect that all the old employees were now gathered together.

Hong Hanlie sneered: "Wan Zexi, you have never contributed any honor to this Wan family, so what if you are the successor?"

"Wan Zexi, we have no objection to you being in charge, but it is absolutely impossible for you to take charge of the Wan family alone, otherwise it will be really ruined. I don't see how you have the face to explain to your grandfather."

"See if those people below obey your discipline?" Wu Dongjin said to those people at the side.

"We don't want to lose Wanshi!" Someone from below suddenly shouted.

"We don't want to lose Wanshi!"

"We don't want to lose Wanshi!"

The people below started shouting, and the atmosphere became tense for a while. The female reporter wanted to persuade them to calm down, but who knew that the more she tried to persuade them, the more violent they became.

The real glory of the Wan family was actually when Wan Lin was still there. At that time, the Wan family was also a famous family in foreign countries. Because of Wan Lin, the Wan family was able to expand rapidly in foreign countries. No one knew what Wan Lin was. How much ability do you have to do this?