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

Chapter 11 What are the qualifications

He Zhaozhi didn't say anything, just looked at Mr. Chen with raised eyebrows.

Mr. Chen thought that He Zhaozhi was interested, so he continued, "And she is very good at business." Mr. Chen gave Song Weila a wink as he spoke.

Song Weila understood, and was about to reach out to touch He Chaozhi.

After all, when Mr. Chen spoke, He Chaozhi didn't refute anything. From the looks of it, Song Lan might just be his foster care.

As for men, it is normal to have three wives and four concubines.

What's more, he is such a rich and handsome man.

Song Lan blocked Song Weila's touch first, and said indifferently, "Miss Song, what are you trying to do? I already told you that he is my boyfriend, don't you know whether men and women can kiss each other? "

Although these words were very polite, Song Weila also recognized the warning in them.

"What right do you have to dictate here?" Mr. Chen also thought that Song Lan was just a plaything, after all, no one had heard that He Chaozhi had a girlfriend.

Hearing this sentence, He Chaozhi frowned, and pulled Song Lan into his arms, "What are you, someone who dares to criticize me?"

He Chaozhi's tone made people shudder. Mr. Chen was so frightened that he was almost speechless, but he still bite the bullet and explained, "I'm sorry, Mr. He, it was my mistake. I don't know why she uttered such wild words. I hope you can forgive me."

"In order to express my apologies, it is better to let me pay for this meal."

He Zhaozhi snorted coldly, and said disdainfully, "Do I need you to pay the bill? Or do you think I'm too poor to even afford food?"

"No, that's not what I meant..." Mr. Chen became darker and darker.

He Zhaozhi smiled coldly, and then said mercilessly, "Get out! Don't let me see you again."

Mr. Chen was so frightened, he hurriedly pulled Song Weila who was beside him, and left in despair.

After He Zhaozhi calmed down his anger, he raised his eyes and saw Song Lan staring at him.

"what you want to say?"

"I didn't expect Mr. He to admit that I was your girlfriend. I thought you would be angry."

"I can still tell the difference between being kind to help me and trying to get in the position."

He Zhaozhi put a piece of steak on the dinner plate in front of her, "Eat more, it's easy to do things after eating."

Song Lan was puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"What do you say?"

Song Lan realized it instantly, and paused for a few seconds before uttering a word, "He Chaozhi, you're so frequent, I think you're really in love with me."

He Zhaozhi smiled, "Then do you want me to fall in love with you?"

".In no mood."

"Exactly, I don't want to either."

The man picked up his wine glass and took a sip, but no one saw the gloom flashing across his face.

At night, Tianhu Hotel.

There was a provocative gasp, and the atmosphere in the room was ambiguous.

The two figures were entangled, and He Chaozhi felt satisfied when he looked at Song Lan who was indulging in the gentleness.

"Satisfied?" he asked intentionally.

Song Lan could only be forced to respond.

She has always been indifferent and reserved, and only on the bed can she be seen not calm.

He Zhaozhi smiled and hugged her even tighter.

The next day, the magazine.

A white nanny car parked at the door of the magazine, a woman wearing a black peaked cap got out of the car, and she went straight in.

Seeing the woman at the front desk, he stopped her apologetically, "Excuse me, miss, do you have an appointment?"

Song Weila took off her peaked cap and mask to reveal a delicate face, and said in a haughty tone, "There is no appointment, but I want to see your president."

Seeing that it was Song Weila, the front desk was a little excited. After all, Song Weila had already become famous all over the city in the past few months.

"Miss Song, please wait a moment, I'll call the president right away."

Seeing the attitude of the front desk, Song Weila's face softened a little, and she sat on the sofa beside her to rest.

The receptionist picked up the landline and dialed a number, "President, Song Weila is in the lobby, she wants to see you."

"It's good."

After hanging up the phone, the front desk said respectfully, "Miss Song, there is an elevator if you go in from here, you can just go to the second floor. The president is in a meeting, so I guess you need to go upstairs and wait for a while."

Song Weila nodded, "Thank you."

After going upstairs, Song Weila saw Song Lan and Lin Xiao coming out of the meeting room.

"Miss Song, it's a pleasure to meet you." Lin Xiao stretched out his hand.

Song Weila shook it lightly, then withdrew her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Is there something for Miss Song to visit in person today?"

As long as there is still the possibility of cooperation, Lin Xiao doesn't want to let it go so easily.

"I'm sorry about the last interview. I delayed your progress. I'm here today to apologize and finish the last interview by the way."

Unexpectedly, Song Weila was willing to continue to accept the interview, and Song Lan raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

Lin Xiao seemed very happy, "Then I will arrange someone now..."

"No need, just her." Song Wei stretched her finger and pointed at Song Lan.

"This..." The president remembered the big oolong in the last interview, and didn't know how to answer.

"It's okay, I can do it, I have a backup for the interview questions." Song Lan said lightly.

Song Weila does have a lot of influence now, and she has always been able to separate her private life from her work.

What's more, she also wanted to see what the hell Song Weila was up to.

The whole interview went smoothly, Song Weila answered whatever Song Lan asked.

After the end, Song Lan was about to leave, but was stopped by Song Weila, "I have something to ask you."

Sure enough.

Song Lan stopped and looked at her, "Say it."

"What method did you use to climb onto He Chaozhi's bed?"

Playing with her expensive nails, Song Weila said with emotion, "After I went back last night, I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out. How could someone like He Chaozhi be with you? Or do you have some secret means?"

"Miss Song, this is my private matter and has nothing to do with you. Since it's not a work-related question, I don't need to answer it."

Song Lan turned to leave, but Song Weila stopped her again.

"Is this how your EKO treats its partners?"

"This is my own behavior and has nothing to do with the magazine."

As soon as the words were finished, someone saw Shen Yingxue approaching, she glanced at Song Weila, her tone was ironic, "Hey, I said last interview, why were you so hostile to me? Nest."

"I think you are really sarcastic. You don't understand the basic workplace rules. You offended people and wanted to get something. Now you are still acting weird in front of me. It's like your head was kicked by a donkey." Song Weila was not polite. .

Song Lan also said, "Shen Yingxue, why should I be involved in the grievances between the two of you? I came here out of nowhere to make people feel disgusted. Don't you feel like a puddle of mud that can't support the wall?"

Unexpectedly, these two women joined forces to hate her, Shen Yingxue vomited blood angrily, just about to open her mouth, a ball of paper was stuffed into her mouth by Song Lan.

(End of this chapter)