When he learned the news, Zhou Ling was a little stunned.

She subconsciously wanted to refuse, because there must be many people in the company who want to go to this kind of showy thing.

And she, a newcomer with no qualifications here, wouldn't it be criticized to go up rashly?

What's more, the rumors between her and Song Xingyan have not stopped, and this kind of thing happened again at this time, isn't it even more unclear.

In his selfish heart, this is an opportunity, and Zhou Ling naturally wants to seize it.

This is an extremely high-profile event, and the joint organization of the two companies means that the leaders of both companies will be present at that time.

And the work of the host runs through the audience, so it is naturally easy to impress.

Because of this, those people sharpened their heads to drill in.

If he takes it, Zhou Ling will be even more on the cusp.

So after weighing it, Zhou Ling decided to turn down this opportunity.

After thinking for a long time, Zhou Ling replied to Song Xingyan's email, but after the email was sent, there was no response for a long time.

After about an hour, the email was not answered, but waited for Song Xingyan's WeChat.

The above directly asked Zhou Ling to go to the office.

Zhou Ling smiled bitterly, isn't this to settle accounts? Could it be that she is to blame for not knowing how to lift?

With a slightly apprehensive mood, Zhou Ling took a deep breath before pushing open the door of Song Xingyan's office.

In front of the desk, Song Xingyan was holding a pen and writing paper.

Being a journalist may have a habit of writing down things, but Song Xingyan is a managerial class.

In this era, everyone is typing on their mobile phones, except for when they often hold a pen and write when they go to school, and few people who have left society write anymore, unless it is necessary for work.

But from Zhou Ling's point of view, you can just see what Song Xingyan is writing, he is copying the calligraphy.

"Mr. Song, are you looking for me?"

Seeing that Song Xingyan was writing seriously, he didn't seem to notice her coming in, so Zhou Ling had to speak first.

As if he had just heard Zhou Ling's voice, Song Xingyan's gaze moved away from the notebook and raised his eyes to look at Zhou Ling.

The rim of the gold wire glasses seemed to be flowing with golden light in the afternoon sun, and his eyes were as deep as water, looking at Zhou Ling quietly.

After a while, he threw a summary of the meeting to her.

"I didn't propose to make you the host, it was decided at a meeting. You don't have to worry about that mess. ”

Seeing through his thoughts, Zhou Ling's face was embarrassed for a moment, and then he immediately said: "Mr. Song, I think Xiao Xia is more suitable than me, why don't you look for her?"

Hearing this, Song Xingyan frowned, his eyes revealing unhappiness, "You should know that this is an opportunity, are you willing to give the opportunity to others?"

Zhou Ling's hand tightened, of course she didn't want to.

But if you take it, won't it make those people spread gossip again?

As if he had seen through Zhou Ling's thoughts at the moment, Song Xingyan's eyes were slightly cold, and his tone was full of disappointment, "If you are sure to work with such an attitude of looking ahead and looking ahead, afraid of this and afraid of that, I will take back my previous judgment." Then I don't think you're the right journalist. ”

Zhou Ling's heart was shocked, and he raised his eyes to look at him fixedly, with some disbelief.

But in an instant, she suddenly understood something again.

Yes, no matter what she does, those people always have something to say! Why give up this hard-won opportunity because of someone else's mistake?

This is not the opportunity she has been fighting for, why did she put it in front of her, but she retreated?

Zhou Ling's eyes calmed down little by little from the initial hesitation, became firm, and became transparent.

Indeed, she is no longer a person who has just entered the industry and only knows how to be full of enthusiasm and energy.

Now she understands more and more what she wants, and she understands that if she doesn't fight for some things and don't seize opportunities, she will never get the life she wants.

"Mr. Song, I took over the job of host, and I will go back and prepare well. ”

Song Xingyan was satisfied, and took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it to her, "This is the program process of the day's party, you are familiar with it." As for the evening dress for the evening, the stage will be ready. However, the lines about your own curtain may need to be polished yourself. ”

"yes, I see. ”

It's Wednesday, and there's two days left until Friday, enough for her to write her screen.

Coming out of Song Xingyan's office, Zhou Ling began to prepare for writing lines.

On the other side, after He Shuo slammed the door and left, only Bai Xiao, who was angry and ruined in the hospital.

But when he thought that if he didn't handle things well, Bai Xiao might be crazy again, so he turned the sports car around and drove back to the company.

Most of the people in the company worked at their own posts, and when they saw him coming, they stopped what they were doing to say hello to him.

He replied impatiently, and headed straight for his office.

He Shuo's office is in the innermost, a separate room, with soundproof walls and two large floor-to-ceiling windows.

In front of the window there is a burgundy leather sofa with a coffee table on it.

As soon as He Shuo entered the office, he saw Shi Ruoyun making coffee there.

In the small transparent glass jug, the coffee is gurgling.

She poured a cup on He Shuo's special cup, and handed over the coffee with a smile.

"I'm tired, I'll make you coffee. ”

He Shuo's tense expression relaxed a little, and the office was filled with the smell of coffee.

She is always so caring, always one step ahead of him to consider his mood, and she doesn't need him to ask anything more.

It was really worry-free for such a woman to stay by her side, so she was fired, and He Shuo felt that he might not be able to find another secretary like her who suited his heart.

But will Bai Xiao's character agree? Obviously, it is impossible.

Even the temperature of the coffee is controlled just right, not hot, but still warm people's hearts.

He Shuo lowered his head and took a sip, feeling that his lips and teeth were fragrant, but the expression on his face was still not much happier.

Glancing at Shi Ruoyun, who was sitting quietly with his head down, he suddenly felt a little unbearable, but he still spoke decisively when he thought of his own interests.

"I thought about it for a moment, the job of a secretary is not suitable for you. I can help you find another job. ”

This was said very tactfully, and He Shuo even felt that he had thought about her very much.

Shi Ruoyun raised his eyes slightly, and looked at He Shuo with sheared autumn pupils, his voice clear and gentle.

"Well, it's up to you. ”

Although she looks ordinary, her eyes are extremely charming.

Those eyes seem to be able to speak, and they can't be seduced by just one glance.

As she spoke, she took a letter of resignation from her bag and handed it to He Shuo.