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

Chapter 6 has been prepared
Song Lan picked up the stack of manuscripts and flipped them over with her green and tender fingers.

A few seconds later, she frowned delicately and accelerated the speed in her hands.

This pile of interview manuscripts is all text, without a single picture.

But before that, she obviously prepared each picture carefully, and checked it several times before submitting the manuscript.

What exactly is going on?

"Finish?" Shen Yingxue's tone was condescending, and she snorted coldly, "I don't know how you got into KEO, you don't even know something as simple as an interview script needing pictures, you don't have any professional knowledge, and you still want to compete Editor-in-Chief, it's just wishful thinking."

Her accusations came overwhelming, as if everything was already in her hands.

"Before I submit the manuscript, there are always pictures. Deputy editor-in-chief Shen doesn't have to play tricks on me here." Song Lan said calmly, she is not afraid of being framed, after all, the clearer clears himself.

Song Lan looked calm and natural, so choked that Shen Yingxue's face changed. She increased her volume, "Whatever you say is what you say? I don't care how you entered the company. If you don't do well at work, it's a mistake. If you can't produce evidence , your editor-in-chief will also be disqualified."

Shen Yingxue nodded, sitting on a chair and looking at her contemptuously.

Song Lan was not in a hurry, took out her phone from her pocket, tapped the screen twice, and a file was loaded.

"This is the electronic manuscript I backed up before. I don't know why the pictures in this manuscript are still there, but they disappeared inexplicably when I came to you, deputy editor-in-chief Shen." Song Lan said calmly, and put the phone on the desk superior.

Shen Yingxue didn't expect that she would save a hand. She glanced at the phone with averted eyes.

"Since it's not your problem, then I apologize to you. Sorry, I didn't ask clearly. It should be that Lulu lost the picture when she sent it to me."

She put away the redundant expressions and pushed the matter to her assistant Lulu.

Song Lan didn't tell the truth, as long as she didn't get involved, she couldn't control other things.

"It doesn't matter if I was misunderstood. It's mainly Deputy Editor Shen. Next time, don't misunderstand others at will. It will be miserable if you end up with an unprofessional name."

She seemed to be advising with good intentions, but she was actually mocking Shen Yingxue.

Shen Yingxue knew she was wrong, and now she had no way to refute Song Lan, so she had to swallow the dumb blame, and replied with a smile on the surface, "Thank you for reminding me."

"If there's nothing else, I'll go first, Deputy Editor-in-Chief Shen."

Song Lan took the mobile phone and left without haste, and could vaguely hear the sound of smashing things coming from the office behind her.

She didn't expect Shen Yingxue to be so impatient.

However, she is still a little tender, it's just ridiculous that she dares to play tricks in front of her with such a small skill.

Sitting back in the office, Song Lan breathed a sigh of relief. If she hadn't developed the habit of backing up the manuscript after losing it, she still didn't know how to produce evidence this time.

Almost caught her off guard.

"Sister Lan, how are you? Did the old witch make things difficult for you?" He Xiaoya asked with concern.

"That's not it."

Song Lan briefly told the story, and He Xiaoya could not wait to give her a thumbs up, "Sister Lan, you are too brave, the old hag usually likes to squeeze us low-level employees to improve their status, who can make it so difficult? It's like you have to praise her stinky feet. You let her suffer today, but you should be more careful in the future, she is so narrow-minded, she may trouble you all day long."

"I'm not afraid of that, as long as I do my job well, I believe she will have nothing to say." Song Lan laughed it off.

It has always been this principle to do things right.

'Ding dong~'

The phone receives a text message.

Song Lan opened it and saw that it was from He Chaozhi.

【Eat together at 08:30 in the evening】

He wouldn't even type an extra punctuation mark.

She quickly replied, [Location? 】

The other end quickly sent a location, which is a high-end western restaurant in the city center.

Song Lan had heard about it a long time ago. He heard that if you want to go to eat, you need to make an appointment half a month in advance. The procedure is quite complicated.

After get off work, Song Lan drove directly to the restaurant.

As soon as you get out of the elevator, you will be greeted by the smell of gourmet food, the smell of toasted bread.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows all around, and the night view of the entire city can be seen at a glance.

Song Lan was led to the best location by the waiter.

"Thank you." She sat down with a smile and glanced at her watch. It was half an hour before the appointed time.

She arrived early.

However, the pure music of the violin here is not enough.

"Hello." The substandard Chinese sounded beside her.

Song Lan turned his head and saw a tall man with blond hair looking at him.

The man was wearing a high-end suit and had a priceless watch on his wrist. He was from a wealthy family at first glance.

His facial features are good-looking, blond, and compared with the male models in the magazines, he is not inferior at all.

Most importantly, the hunting in his eyes is too obvious.

Song Lan pulled away lightly, "Hi, what's the matter?"

Sure enough, the next second the man picked up his mobile phone and pointed, "Is it convenient for Fang to add a contact information?"

"It's not convenient." Song Lan refused decisively.

The man wanted to say something, but there was a voice preconceived: "Désolé, C'est ma petite amie." [Sorry, she is my girlfriend]
Fluent French is spoken in a low voice, with a hint of sovereignty.

He Zhaozhi looked at him indifferently, the two men looked at each other, and the man was quickly defeated.

"Sorry." He slipped away.

He Zhaozhi sat across from Song Lan as if nothing had happened, his eyes were unclear, "It seems that your luck is not bad."

To Song Lan, this seemed ironic. She curled her red lips, "Compared to Mr. He, I'm still a bit inferior."

How good-looking is his side news?
He Zhaozhi raised his eyebrows, "You have such a strong mouth, why didn't you know what to say just now?"

Song Lan smiled, knowing that he was talking about being accosted just now.

The waiter just came over with the menu, and said respectfully, "Mr. He, are you serving the food now?"

He Zhaozhi nodded, not even bothering to open his mouth.

The waiter made a gesture, and soon someone came over with a trolley and put the plates on the table one by one.

The food on the plate looks very appetizing, including tomahawk steak and Australian lobster, and the presentation is also quite delicate.

"Two, please take your time." The waiter consciously left after finishing speaking.

It's a pity that these foods all taste the same to Song Lan.

Song Lan subconsciously frowned at the thought of his father needing money for his illness.

He Zhaozhi caught it keenly.

"do not like?"

"No, it's just that why did you suddenly ask me out for dinner?"

No man likes to hear complaints, or complaints that cannot be said.

Song Lan changed the topic lightly, and He Chaozhi didn't think about anything else at all.

He chuckled, "You spent so much money on me, I still can't see you?"

(End of this chapter)