Mr. He's heart beats the world with his beauty

Chapter 106

Song Lan had told Jiang Yurong in advance about not going back to He's house.

He Mingchuan naturally had no objection, he didn't like Song Lan in the first place.

Letting this woman into He's house was just for He Zhaozhi's sake.

But he didn't expect that if Song Lan didn't return, He Chaozhi wouldn't return either!

What has become of his huge He residence?

Come in as you want, get out as you want--and don't you think he, the Patriarch of the He family, is in your eyes?

Jiang Yurong went downstairs wearing a thin blanket, saw He Mingchuan sitting in the living room with a gloomy face, and knew that he was angry because He Zhaozhi didn't come home.

She carefully walked around behind He Mingchuan, took off the thin blanket and put it on for him, speaking for He Chaozhi and Song Lan in a soft and melodious voice.

"Song Lan is busy with work, and Chaozhi also has social engagements. It's normal for young people to come back late at night. Getting angry and hurting your body, you should go up and rest."

He Mingchuan was on fire, and he no longer loved Jiang Yurong as before.

He pulled off the thin blanket and threw it on the ground, Jiang Yurong was startled by the cold snort.

"I'm not old yet! They just don't pay attention to me like this, so when I'm old, they can't rebel?"

Jiang Yurong timidly said, "Song Lan and Chaozhi are good boys, they won't..."

"No, no, it's because you are too kind that you spoiled him like this. How could the son of our He family be seduced by a woman who can't stand on the stage, and he was so bewitched that he didn't even go home!?"

He Mingchuan attributed all the responsibilities to Song Lan.

His face was like a thunderstorm, and every word he yelled made people fearful.

"I thought this woman was sensible before, but I didn't expect her to be a vixen. I will never let Chaozhi be seduced by her and forget my identity. This Song Lan must not stay!"

Jiang Yurong's face turned pale from his roar.

She tried to go up to persuade He Mingchuan, stretched out her hand, but curled back.

She herself was in an awkward position in the He family, and if she angered He Mingchuan, she would lose her place to stay.

The next day.

The He Group issued an order.

He Mingchuan has a wide network of contacts, and privately informed everyone that they are not allowed to accept interviews with all KEO reporters, especially Song Lan. No one dared not listen.

Song Lan was still kept in the dark.

She ran to interview the person she had an appointment with last night early in the morning, but when she came to the door of the other party, the other party said that she suddenly fell ill and could not accept the interview.

Song Lan had no choice but to go to interview other people.

They were all rejected with different excuses.

No matter how dull Song Lan was, she could sense something was wrong.

The interviewers felt sorry for her bumping into walls everywhere, so they pulled her and secretly revealed the truth.

"Did you offend the He family? The He family just released the word yesterday that they are not allowed to give any interviews to KEO magazine. If you are offended, you should apologize and admit your mistake. Otherwise, your KEO will have to close down!"

Under the guidance of the other party, Song Lan realized that behind this incident, it turned out that He Mingchuan was playing tricks.

After hitting a wall for a few days, Song Lan returned to the magazine office, sat in her office and sneered.

With her fingertips, she caressed the video camera that had not been turned on for several days on the table, as well as the recording equipment, and the wasted interview drafts...

"He Mingchuan, what exactly do you want to do?"

Clearly agreed to her and gave her three months to climb to the top.

But now he regrets it and wants to kick her away?
Song Lan evoked a cold smile.

How can it be so easy!

After getting on the boat, even if she died, she had to pull the He family and jump down together.

"Sister Lan, I don't know what's going on recently. Our magazine has been rejected for interviews, and we haven't had any projects for four consecutive days..." He Xiaoya walked in holding the documents.

Song Lan raised her eyebrows, her pale eyes flicked past her figure, and she stayed on the computer screen in front of her, tapping her fingertips.

"I already know what's going on, I'll find a way to deal with it, you go out and help me appease everyone."

"Good sister Lan." He Xiaoya had always trusted Song Lan unconditionally.

Song Lan said that it can be solved, so it will be done.

Before He Xiaoya left, she closed the door behind her.

Song Lan supported her chin with one hand, and her eyes slid aimlessly across the screen. When she was thinking about the solution, Han Zicheng's call brought her back to reality.

"Zicheng? What's the matter?"

Song Lan answered the phone with the usual tone.

Han Zicheng was taken aback, and his deep laughter was very sweet.

"Song Lan, I heard from the industry that your KEO doesn't seem to be receiving interviews recently. Judging from your tone, it must have been resolved, right?"

Song Lan froze for a moment, then pulled the corner of her mouth in embarrassment.

She is just habitually strong and calm to outsiders, and she doesn't want to show her fragile belly and back.

"I didn't expect this story to spread so widely. You MCs all know about it."

"There are no secrets in the journalist world." Han Zicheng was still so elegant and funny.

Song Lan regarded Han Zicheng as a friend, so he simply told about the bumps everywhere.

At the end, I still didn't forget to joke, "You won't be afraid of offending the He family, so you will distance yourself from me, right?"

Han Zicheng said unexpectedly, "How could it be? But you are He Chaozhi's girlfriend, yet Uncle He wants to deal with you like this - you are really hardworking."

He moved the mouse and said to Song Lan.

"You are my friend, and I will not alienate you because of such a trivial matter. Check your mailbox, our MC recently has a list and there is no extra manpower. If your KEO needs it, I will give it to you."

Song Lan opened the mailbox and took a look, then sighed softly, "It's really a big order."

Such a large order is precious to a first-class company like MC.

Song Lan didn't believe Han Zicheng's excuse of not having enough manpower.

She knew that Han Zicheng said that to save her face.

"In short, thank you, you helped me, I will pay you back this favor sooner or later."

Song Lan didn't hesitate and accepted the order.

Lin Xiao was hospitalized, and dozens of employees of KEO waited for food, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

Han Zicheng smiled, "It's good if I can help you. As for the favor, let's owe it first."

With the help of Han Zicheng's contacts, Song Lan successfully won the big interview.

The crisis was lifted, and everyone in the magazine was cheering and celebrating.

Only Song Lan climbed up to the roof of the magazine's top floor alone, and called Han Zicheng against the cool winter wind.

"Han Zicheng, thanks to your list, our KEO has overcome the difficulties."

"Really?" Han Zicheng's voice sounded magnetic and gentle, with the unique charm of a mature man, "That's great, congratulations."

Song Lan smiled embarrassedly, and felt a little silly for being so.

But she was really happy.

This is the second time he has passed a trick to He Ming. Although he used Han Zicheng's connections, he still won.

How could she not be happy or excited to win He Mingchuan?
"I treat you today, have a meal together?"

Han Zicheng agreed with a smile, "Okay, I'll pick you up."

To have dinner with Han Zicheng at night, Song Lan sent a message to He Chaozhi, telling him to go home by himself.

(End of this chapter)