Sweet Pillow Pet: The CEO's Exclusive Wife

Chapter 57 The Weirdest Interview in History

From the uniformed security guards at the door to the beautiful smiling receptionist, Lin Qing felt that the green light went smoothly all the way. Every time she was about to show her press card, she only received one sentence.

"No, please come in."

Lin Qing took back the press card, and met their respectful smiling faces dumbly.

Could it be that she has reached the point where she can brush her face?

The door of the CEO's office was open. After the beauty at the front desk led her in, she turned and left and closed the door thoughtfully.

"sit down."

Du Yuming was sitting on the leather boss chair in a neat suit, his hair was sticking up straight, and he had regained his unsmiling appearance, completely different from the image at yesterday's reception.

Lin Qing sat down cautiously, cleared his throat, and naturally could no longer rely on relationships to get close, and opened the bag solemnly: "Mr. Du, I know you are short on time, so let's start..."

But Du Yuming waved his hand: "There's no rush. Before the interview, let's do one important thing first."

Looking at his haughty face, Lin Qing thought that he had repented and made things difficult on purpose.

He couldn't help frowning, embarrassed: "Mr. Du, we discussed it yesterday..."

"Who has discussed it with you? Ask yourself, have you discussed it with me, has Mu Xishen discussed it with me? Is that a discussion? It is basically a torture to extract a confession!"

Du Yuming seemed to hold back for a long time, and then burst out at this moment.

Staring at his livid face, Lin Qing pursed her lips, and her eyes flickered: "If we did something wrong, I solemnly apologize to you, but please keep your word and let our interview go smoothly. Is this okay? ?”

"Apologize? If an apology is useful, why do you need the police?" Du Yuming snorted coldly and looked away with disdain.

Lin Qing was deeply helpless, bit her lip lightly, and was about to give up.

"Then, sorry to bother you, Mr. Du, let's meet again when we have time."

When she stood up, although she insisted not to let herself cry, the corners of her eyes were still wet.

Forget it, isn't it just being tricked?It's not such a shameful thing.Lin Qing comforted herself, stood up with the arm of the chair in hand, raised her head again, her face was already stubbornly calm.

When she turned around, Du Yuming stopped her: "If you want to do an interview, you don't have to apologize."

What do you mean by that?Lin Qing turned around in doubt.

Du Yuming looked at her with a sullen face, reached out and groped under the desk, took out a box, and slapped it on the table: "Eat it while it's hot, and then interview."

Lin Qing stared at the unique sign of the Word of Love West Point House, his face suddenly turned into a black ball, and he was speechless.

It turns out that the important thing he said must be done first is just this snack!
"you!"

Du Yuming sank into the backrest leisurely, swayed his body, and pressed his fingers on his chest: "Why? Don't you want to?"

How dare Lin Qing say she doesn't want to, let alone snacks, even if it's poison, she has to swallow it willingly.

Seeing her hesitantly tearing open the package and biting it in small bites, Du Yuming felt very refreshed, and added unhurriedly: "It's no wonder me, this is what your husband personally ordered, you were so tired last night , there is no time for breakfast in the morning, so let me prepare a breakfast for you."

"cough--"

Lin Qing was choked and coughed.

She didn't know whether it was because of Du Yuming's words, or because of her coughing, her face was flushed.

"Eat slowly, I'll choke you to death, someone will settle accounts with me." Du Yuming reminded teasingly.

With things in mind, Lin Qing ate a few symbolic mouthfuls, then stopped, licking his lips: "I'm full, thank you Mr. Du for the breakfast, now, let's start."

Du Yuming raised his eyebrows slightly, spread his hands, and signaled that it was time to start.

Lin Qing opened the bag and rummaged for something, including cosmetics and small items for women, but there was nothing she was looking for.

So, she had no choice but to ask Mr. Du for help pitifully.

"Hey, can you lend me your pen?"

Du Yuming frowned, blinked unexpectedly, the expression on his face was like a big question mark.

Lin Qing became more and more embarrassed, and explained in a low voice with a red face: "Last night, I didn't know that I could make an appointment smoothly, and then, this morning, I got up late again, and I didn't have time to go to the company...so..."

He faltered and said a while, and I don't know if Du Yuming understood.

She didn't dare to say that as a reporter, she didn't even bring a notebook and a pen with her. She didn't even bring the most basic things with her when she came to interview.

"Okay, I'll borrow it from you!" Du Yuming threw a pen from the table across the air.

Lin Qing hurriedly caught it, pressed down the pen, and tried to figure out the expression of the man opposite, seeing that he was not in such a bad mood, so he boldly made a second request: "Also, can you lend me the notebook for a while?"

This request is extremely rude!

If it were someone else, Du Yuming would have kicked her out of the house directly, how could he have the patience to watch her explain, and would repeatedly borrow this and that cheekily?

Sighing helplessly, he still contributed the limited edition gold-edged notebook, and gave her a bad look: "Here, here it is, I owe you and my husband in my previous life..."

With a notebook and a pen in hand, Lin Qing was full of confidence. She assumed the attitude of a professional reporter and started a formal interview.

At first, they were all very popular questions, from Yuepin's entrepreneurial development history to today's Yuepin's plan and future ambitions, all of which were asked in detail.

Just exchanging like this, the atmosphere between the two became lively.

In her eyes, she vaguely saw the shadow of the disheveled and drunken man last night.

In the end, Lin Qing was not reconciled to this, and had an idea, and asked a personal question with a smile: "Mr. Du, do you have a girlfriend?"

Du Yuming's outstretched brows frowned, showing an expression of resistance.

"I also know that this is a personal matter. You can chat as if you were an old friend. You can talk, or you can choose to remain silent." Lin Qing added with a smile, her watery eyes flashing with ghostly colors.

She was just curious, what kind of woman would such a handsome man with money and status find as his partner?
"This, you should ask your men."

Du Yuming's face darkened, he was very displeased, and seemed to be angry.

"Why did you ask him? Does he know you so well?" Lin Qing's eyes were bright, and she broke the casserole and asked the end.

"I have a girlfriend, but I've been lurking by his side for many years, so you should understand?" Du Yuming suddenly became serious, looking out the window, thinking of the woman who is so important to him in his life, all the time Fascinated face.

Lin Qing half understood, but was too embarrassed to ask further.

I glanced briefly at today's interview content. At the last step, I had to take pictures. There was no photographer to follow me. I had to take out my phone and hold it up.

But after all, it is a mobile phone, and the adjustment of light and chromaticity is not in place, and the left and right photos are always unsatisfactory.

Du Yuming was really impressed by her today, he pursed his lips, and closed his eyes with extreme patience.

Lin Qing knew that there were too many embarrassments today, so she stuck out her tongue and winked her eyes: "I'm sorry, brother, I'm really not prepared today, I made you laugh, bear with me, I'll take two more photos for comparison. Just 2 minutes."

She adjusted the angle of the phone, and found that the light was better when the lens was pressed down.

This time it will work.

She pressed down on the screen.

Crack—press too hard, the phone fell off.

Lin Qing looked at the mobile phone on the floor in a daze, and quickly picked it up when she realized it. Facing Du Yuming's questioning, she forced a smile and said, "It's not in the way, it's not broken."

Du Yuming clearly saw cracks appearing on the screen.

Thinking that Lin Qing's last sentence of "big brother" made him feel at ease, he turned around and took out a heavyweight weapon from the cabinet without even opening the packaging, the latest model purchased from abroad.

"This is a gift for me to be the eldest brother, so keep it."

Lin Qing looked at the latest photo artifact, surprised and delighted, can she control such a big SLR?

This interview was the most bizarre feat in her interview history.

Not only did he interview Young Master Du of the Yuepin Group, which was not interviewed by other companies, but he also took away a lot of food and food. Even the last photo was taken under the guidance of Du Yuming himself.

After leaving the gate of Yuepin Group, Lin Qing was carrying a heavy SLR, and his shoulders hurt a little.

In other words, only with this appearance and complete equipment can she look like a reporter. She tried her best to raise her shoulders to comfort herself.

On the square, she looked around, and a taxi came towards her and honked her horn. After walking two steps, she stopped again, turned around and walked towards the bus stop. I am afraid that the days of taking the bus will not be many in the future, and she must cherish it. These civilian days.

The No. 388 bus stopped, and she was about to get on the bus when two men wearing sunglasses appeared from behind, blocking the way with their arms crossed: "Miss Lin, wait a minute."

Lin Qing turned her head in shock, and stretched out her hand to grab the door handle of the bus in a panic, trying to get on the bus with strength, but was dragged off by the man from left to right.

What kind of situation is this, in broad daylight, do you want to hijack it?

Lin Qing regretted not following Du Yuming's suggestion. He said he would send a driver to take her off, but she refused.

"What are you doing? Master driver, please help call the police, I don't know them!" She struggled, trying to break free from the man's grip, but the bus driver slammed on the accelerator and left in a hurry.

"Hey! Let me go! What do you want!"

Stomping down hard with high heels, the man grunted in pain from being stepped on, but his big hands were locked even tighter.

Lin Qing kicked and kicked, the two men couldn't control it, they winked, one hugged her waist, the other hugged her feet, and carried her all the way to the front of a stretched Bentley.

If you get in the car, it's really over.Lin Qing sobbed in her heart, and all the horror scenes popped up in her mind, such as the college girl who was sold to the mountainous area, and after a few years, she became foolish and naked, surrounded by a few dirty and snot-nosed Children... But, can it be said that today's kidnappers can afford to drive luxury cars?
She only knew that the car was quite luxurious, but she didn't know it was a Bentley.

"Bastard, let me down!" With some strength coming from nowhere, she struggled and kicked someone's lower body, the person screamed in pain, and immediately lowered down and covered his lower body.

Lin Qing fell to the ground with a plop, got up and ran regardless of the pain.

(End of this chapter)