In the end, Su Yaoxing still couldn't escape Xia Ling's soft grinding and hard bubbles, and told her Mo Haoteng's contact information. In Su Yaoxing's words, Xia Ling was really unbearable when he got up as a hooligan, and if he didn't tell her the number, he was worried that he would die late, a thin little woman, it was really fatal to grind people.

Xia Lingcai, who got the number, didn't care about his evaluation, her purpose was very simple, as long as she could get the number, the purpose could be obtained, and the intermediate process could be omitted.

Xia Ling, who got the phone number, was very excited, and the next day he took the phone card and started calling, "Hey, Mr. Mo?"

Unexpectedly on the phone, a girl's sweet voice said, "Hello! I'm Mr. Mo's assistant." Who are you?"

"I'm looking for Mr. Mo. ”

"Do you have an appointment with Mr. Mo?"

"......" Xia Ling knew that Mo Haoteng was not something you could make an appointment with if you wanted to make an appointment at all, Su Yaoxing, that bastard, the number she gave her was still the number of the office! "No ......"

"I'm sorry about that. Mr. Mo is very busy right now and doesn't have time to answer your calls. The sweet voice on the other side politely refused.

"Oh, no. So, I interviewed him yesterday, but there are still some things I want to confirm with him. Can you help me transfer the call in?"

"In that case, you'll call later. ”

"Good. What time is it?"

"11 o'clock. ”

"Thank you!"

Xia Ling, who hung up the phone, entered into contemplation, things are far more difficult than she imagined, there is still a threshold for making a call, you have to transfer, you have to make an appointment, the so-called successful people are really big, but the more this is the case, the more it arouses the stubbornness in Xia Ling's heart, the more difficult things are, the more she has to do a good job, she doesn't believe in this evil, isn't it just Mo Haoteng, what's so difficult about interviewing her?

At 11 o'clock, Xia Ling called the phone as scheduled, and the cutie girl opposite was very cooperative and transferred her phone to Mo Haoteng.

"Hey. Mo Haoteng's cold and emotionless voice came from the opposite side, Xia Ling's originally high emotions were suddenly suppressed by the emotions that came from this voice, and she was originally full of confidence, but suddenly became unconfident again.

There is always such a person in life, you are always difficult to be confident in front of him, and every time you build up your confidence, after hearing his voice, you will subconsciously shrink. Xia Ling later understood that this feeling was not inferiority, not fear, not cowering, but because of worship.

"Mr. Mo, hello!" Xia Ling's originally high passion gradually cooled down, and his voice was lowered by a while.

"What's the matter?" the voice was as cold as ever.

"That's right, I want to talk to you again, because the material is not enough, and I'm worried that the manuscript will not be written well......"

"If you want to be a professional reporter, then please be fully prepared before the interview, how can there be so many second times in your life for you to start over and re-interview?" There was no emotion, but Xia Ling was trained to be decent, and every sentence was very sharp, like a sharp knife that accurately cut Xia Ling's weakness.

Like a good student, suddenly severely criticized by the teacher, Xia Ling felt extremely aggrieved, she was only a freshman, she had just entered the university, this was her first interview, what happened if she didn't succeed? Why do you have such high requirements for her, and question her so harshly, he is not a teacher, he is not willing to refuse directly, what is the old man, what is the great?