Fan Qianqian bid farewell to a group of children and headed towards Chen Yuan's farm.
"Not going to ask more questions?" the photographer poked his head out and inquired.
"No need." Fan Qianqian waved the notebook in her hand, which was filled with densely packed interview Q&A, and smiled lightly, "It's already enough."
Based on everyone's descriptions, she had already pieced together a fairly complete picture of Chen Yuan in her mind.
Next, she needed to confront Chen Yuan directly to complete the final image assembly.
As she walked to the farm's gate, Fan Qianqian found a business vehicle with the words [Times Daily] engraved on it parked ahead, and she couldn't help but be taken aback.
"Did they get the news before us?"
Seeing that the old rivals arrived at the farm first, Fan Qianqian's face immediately turned ugly.
