Black fans and idols are married

631 Do I Know You 1
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Seven years later.

Yecheng, Morning News News Agency.

A girl with ball hair, dark circles and black-rimmed glasses, sent the manuscript to the editor-in-chief with sleepy eyes, and fell headfirst on the table.

"Tsk tsk, have you been enslaved by Zhou Baopi again? You really are not a human being...all interns do it like this..." The shiny pink-faced boy in a floral shirt, white pants, and pointed leather shoes squeezed his orchid fingers, and put a cup of coffee on the table , "An'an, the coffee that Brother Dong gave you."

"Thank you..." Wanzi squirmed his head, closed his eyes and found the straw, finished the coffee with a bite, and poured it down again.

Within a few minutes, she was woken up by someone shaking: "It's not good! An'an, something serious happened!"

"What's wrong? Is there an earthquake? Is there a typhoon?" Wanzitou panicked.

The other party gave her a blank stare: "Zhou Paipi dug up a big piece of news, and he wants to go out in person... I appointed you to be a follower! Ann, sorry!"

"..."

Seeing her look of lovelessness, the other party gave a wicked smile: "You take this opportunity to show your loyalty, it's better to get hurt on business or something, tsk tsk, and then your bonus will just come to you?"

"Makes sense..."

"Okay, don't fool her!" A tall and tall man walked over, wearing casual clothes, with a clean and gentle demeanor, "An Xiaxia, you don't have to go, I'll go and tell Editor-in-Chief Zhou about this..."

"Wow, Brother Dong, you're protecting yourself again~"

"That's right, have you taken a fancy to An An?"

"What do you know, this is called picking up girls..."

Everyone in the office was idle and bored, and started gossiping.

An Xiaxia hesitated for a couple of seconds, thinking that this would not be a problem, she glanced at He Dongyang: "It's okay...I can do it."

He Dongyang pursed his lips and said nothing.

So the intern Xiaobai reporter, An Xiaxia, followed the editor-in-chief to...a high-end club.

Zhou Papi led her in through the staff aisle, then handed her a set of skirts, and motioned her to go to the bathroom to change.

"Go, go, go!"

An Xiaxia glanced at the black dress in her pocket, with a confused look on her face: "Why am I wearing this?"

Zhou Papi rolled his eyes: "Pretend! You're wearing short-sleeved shorts and sneakers, who wouldn't know that you sneaked in!"

When An Xiaxia thought about it, she seemed to be too...

After changing his clothes and coming out, Zhou Bapi's eyes flashed with surprise, and he held An Xiaxia's hand enthusiastically: "Xia Xia, you are a reporter, and a reporter should dare to dedicate himself to the news, right?"

An Xiaxia nodded in confusion: "And then?"

"Later, you pretend to be a waiter and go in. After confirming the situation, I will break in and take pictures! Then the glorious mission will be handed over to you!"

"Huh?" An Xiaxia pointed to herself, "What else should I do?"

"Nonsense! Run for your life with a camera! I can't run with my body! But only by bringing the photos back can the sales of our newspaper and the click-through rate of our website increase! Do you want a bonus!" Zhou Papi spat at the stars. Spray on her face.

(⊙﹏⊙) So this is the real purpose of appointing her here...

Deputy Editor-in-Chief, I failed the 800-meter run, hey!
An Xiaxia took a deep breath, and the strong man rushed into the private room like he was going to die, holding a fruit plate that Zhou Bapi got from somewhere, and put it on the table.

On the sofa, someone who had been recuperating behind closed doors suddenly opened his eyes, staring at her with dark eyes.

It's not an illusion, it's really her!
(End of this chapter)