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

Chapter 12 I want to be the deputy director
"Ahhh-"

Seeing such a dirty thing in her mouth, Shen Yingxue's scalp exploded.

Song Lan patted her on the shoulder lightly twice, her smile was gentle but chilling.

"Don't be so excited. I think Miss Shen's mouth is so dirty, so I kindly wipe it for Miss Shen. Don't thank me too much, Miss Shen."

"Bah!"

Shen Yingxue, who spat out the tissue, looked at Song Lan angrily.

"How dare you treat me like this, have you forgotten my identity! I will make you pay the price!"

She raised her hand just to give Song Lan a slap.

But Song Lan was already prepared.

She turned on the phone, slapped Shen Yingxue on the face, and took a picture of her hideous face.

"Why, Miss Shen still wants to hit someone, so I have to start a live broadcast, let everyone see Miss Shen's attitude!"

Shen Yingxue instantly died down.

She stared at Song Lan resentfully, with paper towels still on the corner of her mouth.

"You wait for me, you dare to play me like this, sooner or later you will regret it!"

She glared at Song Weila again, slammed the door and left.

The two quarreled, and Song Weila kept watching from the sidelines.

Seeing that Shen Yingxue had left, she walked out, "Why is she staring at me, I didn't pull her hair this time."

Seeing that Song Lan was too lazy to talk to her, she leaned over like brown sugar.

"Hey, I didn't expect you to have a personality. You're not a soft-boiled persimmon. I like you a lot. You really don't think about serving Mr. He with me?"

Song Lan's mouth twitched, "Thank you for your liking, but I don't like you."

With her hot face pressed against her cold butt, Song Weila pulled her face down abruptly.

Song Lan didn't care about Song Weila, turned around and left.

The interview ended successfully, and the president Lin Xiao was very happy.

He called both Song Lan and Shen Yingxue to the company, and first criticized Shen Yingxue's recklessness.

Turning his head to look at Song Lan with a smile, "An interview must be done well. Song Lan did a good job this time. He successfully won the exclusive interview with Song Weila, which added a lot of income to our newspaper. Song Lan, what do you think? Tell me a few words about your thoughts."

Song Lan was slightly taken aback, what do you think?

She lowered her gaze, her red lips parted, "I want to be the deputy director."

Both Lin Xiao and Shen Yingxue were stunned.

Song Lan raised her head, her deep gaze was like a bottomless tunnel, "Thank you for the cultivation and guidance of the president, I will continue to work hard until I take the position of deputy director, and I will never slack off."

Here is the newspaper office left by my father.

Song Lan looked at the seat under Lin Xiao. One day, she will take back what she deserves.

What she wanted was not just the deputy director.

"laugh--"

Shen Yingxue covered her mouth and looked at Song Lan with disdain.

"I said to some people, don't think that you are great just because you interviewed Song Vera. Song Vera is just a model. If you have the ability, you can interview the head of state. It's so funny, and you are also a deputy director."

I don't know that peeing in the mirror and looking in the mirror dares to covet her position.

Shen Yingxue said in her heart.

Knowing that she would mock her, Song Lan replied lukewarmly, "Shen Yingxue, I will defeat you. 36 tricks are the most taboo to underestimate the enemy. You'd better be careful."

"You really treat yourself like a dish!?" Shen Yingxue said angrily.

"Cough, you all be quiet and calm down. Isn't Song Lan young and energetic? You should work harder, Yingxue, and stop making noise."

Lin Xiao hurried out to smooth things over.

He put the two documents on the table, raised his chin and said.

"I have an interview plan here, you can take a look. This calligrapher Liu De is very famous, but because of his weird temper, our people have failed many interviews. If you two can handle him, it will be considered real. ability."

Song Lan and Shen Yingxue picked up the files respectively.

Shen Yingxue flipped through it roughly, then shook the document in her hand and said to Song Lan.

"Aren't you coveting my position and want to defeat me? I'll give you this chance. If you can get the interview one step ahead of me, this master of calligraphy, you'll be considered great."

Song Lan took a deep look at Shen Yingxue, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure."

Shen Yingxue pursed her lips, "It depends on you not having this ability."

Interviews are not only about ability, but also about connections.

If she contacts calligraphy master Liu De through the Shen family's connections, I'm not afraid he won't accept it.

But Song Lan, I'm afraid there is no way out.

Song Lan said without blinking, "Okay, I'll compete with you."

"Shen Yingxue, I won when the time comes, don't deny it."

……

After receiving the interview plan, Song Lan immersed herself in work, and was looking for information and preparing for it when she got home.

The phone was muted by her and placed on the windowsill.

He Zhaozhi called several times but failed to get through.

It was Song Lan who took a break and walked to the window sill to see a phone call.

"I'm not free tonight."

She picked up the phone and said bluntly.

Trapping He Zhaozhi is important, but work is even more important.

He Zhaozhi ground his molars, and said casually, "Would you like to look down before speaking?"

Song Lan was taken aback.

She opened the window and looked downstairs, and saw He Zhaozhi standing downstairs in her house.

He seemed to have just finished a party, and he was still wearing a well-tailored suit and dress. He was dignified and handsome, and he was incompatible with the atmosphere of the residential area.

Seeing Song Lan open the window, He Chaozhi smiled.

He parted his lips.

Song Lan knew he was saying: Come down.

Song Lan grabbed her phone, "I said I'm not free tonight, I want to prepare an interview..."

"Come down." He Zhaozhi said lightly, spreading out with an oppressive breath.

Song Lan pursed her lips and looked downstairs again.

Now is the time for everyone to go out for a walk after dinner.

He Zhaozhi is such a living person, so handsome, and dressed so grandly, it's hard not to be noticed.

Slowly, a group of people surrounded him.

"Where is this handsome guy, he looks like a star, did he come to our community to film?"

"I know his cousin. It's worth seven figures. Whose son is this?"

The voice of discussion became louder and louder, and Song Lan couldn't sit still.

She went downstairs and squeezed into the crowd, grabbed He Zhaozhi's wrist and said, "Follow me!"

A smile appeared on He Zhaozhi's lips.

Song Lan pulled him into a remote alley.

Finally, there was no one else, Song Lan turned around and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you doing here, I'm really busy, tonight I—"

Before the words fell, the black shadow came over.

Song Lan was kissed hard by He Chaozhi.

He Zhaozhi pressed her against the wall to plunder her, and lifted Song Lan's skirt with his big hands to poke inside.

Song Lan woke up suddenly, pushed He Zhaozhi away and panted, "Is that enough? I can only spare half an hour for you."

As she spoke, she stood up with a cold smile.

"Half an hour, I'm afraid Mr. He won't be enough to solve it?"

He Zhaozhi frowned in displeasure, "Isn't your job just to make an appointment and talk to someone? What's there to do?"

He was already very annoyed that the woman didn't answer the phone, and he came here in person, but he was chased away.

Song Lan sneered when he heard this sentence.

"Of course I'm not as busy as Mr. He's daily affairs. If Mr. He can't hold back, he can go to someone else, or have a couple break up. I don't mind."

He Zhaozhi's eyes suddenly sank when he heard the words "one shot, two scattered".

He grabbed Song Lan's wrist, and the corners of his lips curled up loosely, "Okay, okay, I'm wrong, don't be angry, I can't find another one that suits me as well as you."

It has to be said that Song Lan is a unique bed partner.

Whether it's the body or the non-sticky temperament, they are all the same as those born for He Zhaozhi.

He hasn't considered substituting yet.

Seeing that He Chaozhi gave in first, Song Lan's tone softened a bit.

"I made a bet with Shen Yingxue this time. I must interview calligraphy master Liu De before her. I can't waste a second, so time is precious. I don't have time to think about other things right now."

(End of this chapter)