Anning Group, which had been occupied by Luo Zhiquan for more than ten years, was renamed from the current Shaodong Group to Anning Group. All the shares held by Luo Zhiquan, Shaodong and Luo Xinya were transferred to Luo Anning.

The company's legal person was also changed to Luo Anning.

Now, the Anning Group has returned to her hands again. Although it is more than ten years late, it finally fulfills her father's last wish and the group is handed over to her.

On the sixth month of Luo Anning's pregnancy, Anning Group held a press conference.

As the executive director and president of the group, Luo Anning hosted a press conference and responded to reporters on how Anning Group changed from Shaodong Group back to Anning Group, as well as various legal issues.

Rong Yan was by her side throughout the whole process, taking advantage of the reporter's break to ask if she was tired. If she complained that she was tired, he would immediately terminate the press conference.

The six-month-old belly was already very obvious. Luo Anning secretly put one hand on the back of her waist and massaged it. With a noble and elegant smile on her face, she answered the reporter's questions calmly.

He took the time to quietly reply to Rong Yan: "I'm not tired, I can still hold on."

With a knowing look in his eyes, Young Master Rong pursed his thin lips tightly. Although he was displeased, his tone was gentle enough to squeeze out the water: "Don't force yourself too much. If you really can't hold it anymore, we'll withdraw."

Luo Anning shook his head and laughed, Young Master Rong immediately turned his head, his phoenix eyes swishing coldly at the reporters below, his sharp eyes carrying a strong warning: I'll stop this! If you keep blabbering, I won’t let any of you broadcast it!

The reporters received threats and all kept silent. The series of questions they originally planned to ask in their articles were all aborted.

I can only pick up a few simple security questions that do not involve privacy to ask.

"Hiss—" Young Master Rong gasped subconsciously when his waist was pinched hard.

When he turned around and saw the perpetrator, the anger on his face instantly subsided when he realized it was his wife.

Luo Anning rolled her eyes at him angrily, "What are you doing? Is there anyone like you? Who are you glaring at? Look, people don't dare to ask now, what do you think we should do?"

It’s better not to dare to ask!

Are they embarrassed to pester a pregnant woman like this? Are you sorry?

Don’t you know that pregnant women need to rest and be protected? !

I don’t know that this pregnant woman is his wife, and his husband is still sitting next to her, do I think he is just a decoration?

Question after question, is it over yet?

With this thought in his mind, Young Master Rong did not dare to tell the truth right now, "It's already past half time, and judging from their looks, it seems that they have finished asking all the questions they need to ask. An Ning, let's withdraw."

In fact, this press conference could have been hosted by the publicist, but Luo Anning was stubborn and insisted on coming in person no matter what.

This is the group left by her father, and as the current president of the group, she should personally preside over it to show her sincerity.

Luo Anning ignored him. Within five minutes of sitting down, he kept nervously asking her if she was tired and if she wanted to just forget it.

There is no turning back when the bow is drawn, how can we just forget about it? How could we just give up halfway?

He was even more worried and nervous than she was as a pregnant woman, which really put her to shame.

Who is the pregnant one?

The reporters who were threatened by Mr. Rong's eyes saw that Mr. Rong's face was getting darker and darker. They were wise enough to stop asking more questions and quickly concluded the question with a summary.

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