President marry me, I'm super sweet!

An Xiaoxi's eyes lit up: "This topic is really good. In the past, the descriptions of financial magazines were very general, because Mr. Bo didn't accept any interviews in the past, and only in the last six months did he frequently appear in the public's field of vision. Therefore, everyone inferred his personal ideas from the company business of Imperial group, so as to write some about his way of doing business, but this time we wrote The content of the magazine is his real experience. It will be much better than those magazines before. "

Murong Chu nodded. That's what he meant.

"Thank you, Mr. Murong." an Xiaoxi finally burst into a bright smile.

Murong Chu didn't know if he had an illusion. He thought the girl smiled very beautiful and clean.

In the distance, the camera flash flashed.

Murong Chu was keenly aware of it. He immediately said to an Xiaoxi, "you block your face."

"Ah? Why?" Ann Xiaoxi asked confused.

"It seems that someone is secretly photographing us." murongchu said helplessly.

To be exact, the paparazzi of those gossip magazines want to see him all day. How can they not shoot him if they catch the opportunity now?

Ann Xiaoxi had not been an interview reporter before. She suddenly understood what Murong Chu meant: "I know."

Fortunately, her dress today is a high collar shirt. She directly covers half of her face with the collar and blocks her eyes with thick spectacle frames. It is estimated that the paparazzi can't shoot her at all.

"I'll take you back immediately after dinner. If you go by yourself, you'll probably be photographed by those people." Murong Chu was at this critical juncture. Instead of his usual cynicism, he thought more considerate and worried about the safety of girls.

An Xiaoxi didn't refuse this time. She nodded: "OK."

Without much food, Murong sent her back to the company.

"I'm really sorry. Today's lunch made you feel nervous." Murong Chu couldn't help apologizing on the way back.

Sitting in the car, an Xiaoxi didn't relax her vigilance. She still blocked her face with her collar: "don't mind, you've helped me a lot today."

"In fact, if you don't worry about your manuscript, you can go to the golf course with me at the weekend to take some photos of Jingyan playing. At that time, as an illustration in the financial magazine, I think the photos of playing golf will always be better than those chosen by the editors of their financial magazine." Murong Chu suggested.

There is nothing new if the suit is always the same, but if it is Bo Jingyan in motion, it must be full of charm and attract people's attention.

"Although your idea is very good, I have to give the manuscript to the vice minister tomorrow. I think the financial magazine has its own conclusion about the photos. It's not our turn to give the photos." an Xiaoxi sighed helplessly.

"You can ask the vice minister's opinion. If the magazine editor knows that you can provide photos of Jingyan playing golf, I think they must be very eager." Murong Chu knows what those people think too well.

Ann Xiaoxi understood the truth, but she was still a little uncertain: "what if Mr. Bo doesn't agree?"

"Jing Yan won't be so stingy." Murong Chu smiled.

"Really? Don't hurt me." an Xiaoxi was afraid that his salary would be deducted.