Chapter: 1667

At the same time, I was a little surprised, who is the person next to me? Let the limping President Wu go downstairs to greet him personally, huh huh, so scary!

Wu Chengdong only nodded slightly to them, and most of them still introduced the information of the press conference to Zhang Han.

"This time, Mrs. Zhang's album launch will be held in the studio hall on the side according to the highest standards. The process will take about an hour. I have already arranged a private room on the side."

While talking, Wu Chengdong took the lead and walked into a corridor. There was a house on the left side of the hall. It was just a small house of more than ten square meters. stage.

Several people were sitting on the sofa, Mengmeng raised her head and asked, "Where is Mama, when will she come out?"

"It will come out soon." Zhang Han said with a smile, touching Mengmeng's little head.

"It starts at ten o'clock, now it's nine fifty, and there are still ten minutes." Wu Chengdong said while sitting aside.

"It will take that long." Mengmeng glanced at her fingers and muttered.

"Uh..." Wu Chengdong looked at Zhang Han and said hesitantly, "How about I go over and say something and start now?"

Rules, for some people, are meant to be broken.

"No, just wait a while." Zhang Han shook his head slightly, held Mengmeng in his arms, gently held Mengmeng's little palm with both hands, and said with a light smile: "Does Mengmeng know about Doufei?"

"Eh? What is Doudoufei?" Mengmeng asked curiously.

"That's it, look, hold out your index finger, and..."

Zhang Han gently stretched out the little guy's index fingers and touched each other: "Dou Dou...Fly."

When it comes to flying characters, separate the two fingers from each other.

Zhang Han doesn't know what it means, it seems to be a small game to amuse children. When he was a child, he was held in the arms of his parents and played like this. He vaguely remembers that he seemed to be two years old at that time?

I still remember my father cutting my nails, but I didn't like it, so my father cut off one of my nails, put it in the palm of my hand, and blew it gently, huh? flew away......

At this time, Zhang Han held Mengmeng's hand, and a queen Dou Fei came.

"Forehead?"

Mengmeng raised her head in a little confusion, and said puzzledly, "What does this mean?"

"It's just a small game." Zhang Han looked at Mengmeng and replied.

"uh-huh......"

Mengmeng murmured: "It's not fun, Baba is just kidding."

"Uh..." Zhang Han's mouth froze slightly.

This made Wu Chengdong, who was sitting on the side, look sideways, feeling a little emotional in his heart.

Looking at him now, I can't feel the aura of the boss at all. If I didn't see it with my own eyes, I'm afraid it would be impossible to imagine that under such a peaceful appearance, there is another frightening side hidden.

Soon, it will be ten o'clock.

The big screen at the back of the stage lit up the picture, which was the cover of the album. On the cover, Zi Yan in a princess crystal dress looked like a fairy, with her long hair fluttering in the wind, standing in the bamboo forest, surrounded by white mist.

The name of the album is: So Long, So Long.

When people take a look, there are only two words in their minds: beautiful.