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

Chapter 200 Gambling

"This old man has nothing to know. If you really want to know, I can tell you."

In fact, for He Chaozhi, is the relationship between Song Lan and the old man good?It doesn't have any influence on him at all, anyway, it's the two of them who will be together in the future, and they won't be with the old man.

But it's rare for Song Lan to have this kind of heart. He Chaozhi has been dazzled by happiness all the time, so he told Song Lan all the old man's preferences unpreparedly.

"His preferences are actually similar to those found by everyone, but he is a little more extreme in life."

After hearing He Chaozhi's talk, Song Lan's understanding of He Mingzhuan deepened. Seeing that the day of the interview was approaching, Song Lan became busy again.

Every time Song Lan is busy with a big interview, there will always be a few days when he doesn't want to talk to He Chaozhi, and He Chaozhi will have some small emotions every time at this time.

"When you were not the editor-in-chief, there were only so many interviews. Why do you still have so many interviews now that you are the editor-in-chief? Is there no one else in your company?"

Hearing He Zhaozhi's childish complaint, Song Lan smiled helplessly.

"Some interviews are difficult for them to handle. Besides, as an editor-in-chief, if I don't give them a good lead, how can the people below be convinced?"

From Song Lan's ordinary words, He Chaozhi caught a trace of unusual taste.

While Song Lan and the others were preparing the interview manuscript, He Chaozhi also came to the study and called his subordinates.

"Go and check the nearest wife's company, is there anyone who dares to disrespect your wife?"

Soon He Zhaozhi got feedback that although Song Lan had become the editor-in-chief now, some people worked under Hand Cream before.

Facing Song Lan's superior position, they felt a little dissatisfied in their hearts, so they often stumbled when handing over work. Song Lan knew the reason why they did this, so he simply turned a blind eye.

"Go and warn these people. If they still can't see the situation clearly, then let them go to a higher place."

If it wasn't for Song Lan's face, He Chaozhi would not be bothered to take care of this company, but he thought that this newspaper was the brainchild of He Chaozhi's father, and he knew the importance of this company to Song Lan, so he would silently help Song Lan behind his back.

While preparing the interview draft, she received a long-lost call. Song Lan was pleasantly surprised when she saw her aunt's note.

"aunt."

After answering the phone, Song Lan obediently called her aunt first and sighed on the other end of the phone.

"Lan Lan, what Auntie said before is indeed a bit serious, but Auntie is also for your own good. Think about your father who is lying on the bed. How can you really lie down beside that man with peace of mind?"

Song Lan originally thought that her aunt's call this time was because her attitude towards her and He Chaozhi had changed, but she never thought that her aunt's ultimate goal was to make herself hate He Chaozhi.

"Auntie, I will never forget the past, but it is also the past after all. I know you are disappointed in me in this matter, but He Zhaozhi is innocent."

Song Lan really didn't know how to tell her aunt about this matter. The two of them were immersed in pain earlier. They hated the He family, but what did they get?
It's just tearing up the wound that was just about to heal over and over again, showing it naked in front of everyone, and then healing and tearing again.

Now Song Lan has fallen in love with He Chaozhi, and He Chaozhi also loves Song Lan. It is the love between them that makes Song Lan understand that there is not only hatred in this world, wounds can heal, love can heal pain.

That's why Song Lan took He Chaozhi to meet her aunt, hoping to persuade her to let go of the grievances of the past and live a good life, not to mention that her aunt now has a new boyfriend, Song Lan is also very pleased.

This time, my aunt did not lose her temper as expected, but instead listened patiently to Song Lan.

"Lanlan, aunt can understand your current mood. You must be reluctant to fall in love with a man for the first time. Aunt does not force you now, but pity your father. When you lose your consciousness, you also lose your own. daughter."

After hanging up the phone, Song Lan was immersed in sadness. My aunt didn't get angry this time, but it also made Song Lan feel unprecedented pressure.

Song Lan always felt that her aunt seemed to hope that she could turn against He Chaozhi. Even though she knew the reason, she still felt that her aunt was too persistent, and even gave people a sick feeling.

Song Lan was overwhelmed by the pressure of work and family, but life had to go on.

Song Lan didn't want to take care of her aunt for the time being. The next day, Song Lan made an appointment with He Chaozhi's father, but the other party didn't give Song Lan a good look.

"What's wrong? Have you finally figured it out?"

"Mr. He, it's better for us to talk about some things face to face."

When the phone was hung up, Song Lan heard a disdainful laugh from the other side, as if mocking her, and finally compromised with him.

The two met in a teahouse. Although He Mingchuan was not very old and had no scruples at ordinary times, he wanted to drink tea to keep healthy.

"I can't see that you like drinking tea at such a young age."

"I don't like drinking tea, but drinking tea is better for your health."

Just like the current Song Lan, although she doesn't like the biography of He Ming on the opposite side, it's her job.

Before the two of them started talking about the working atmosphere, they froze.

"Mr. He, I asked you out today not for personal matters, but for official business."

He Mingchuan paused while holding the tea, then took a sip and gave his own evaluation.

"This place is a good place, and the tea is good tea, but the timing is wrong, and these good teas are wasted."

It seemed that the other party didn't intend to cooperate with him, but it didn't matter, Song Lan also came prepared.

"Mr. He, I know that it is not very appropriate to talk about this matter based on our current relationship, but there is no way. This is my job. Of course, this is also an opportunity to restore your image."

As soon as he heard the word "image", anger appeared on He Mingchuan's face. A little girl dared to use the word "image" to suppress him.

"I'm already old enough to take a back seat to the second tier, so good or bad image doesn't matter that much anymore, don't you think so?"

"If it's on other people, of course it's fine, but if it's on the He family with a big family, then of course there's a problem."

Song Lan also imitated the other party and took a sip of tea without smiling.

"I don't know much about tea, but I think this tea is easy to drink, good tea!"

The two are looking at each other, they are both betting.

(End of this chapter)