Li Jingsheng looked at her with a poker face, "Sorry, my memory isn't great, I really don't have any impression of you."
The smile on the female journalist's face instantly became somewhat stiff.
She was quite pretty, and she had dealt with Li Jingsheng twice already. But Li Jingsheng actually said he didn't recognize her.
This was quite a blow to one's self-confidence.
"Uh... hehe, Dr. Li is busy every day, so it's normal not to remember me. I'm Chu Yao, the female journalist from Urban Daily!"
She had seen all kinds of situations and, after a moment of realization, continued to smile and introduced herself without any change in her expression.
The photographer behind couldn't stand it any longer, glared at Li Jingsheng with disdain, but didn't say anything.
"Oh, so you're a journalist from the newspaper! Hello!"
Li Jingsheng's face still didn't show much expression, and his tone was rather indifferent.
Even a fool could hear it was a perfunctory response.
