Doubts are doubts, but Zhou Ling had to take over the job.

These documents seemed to be a hot potato, but she had to take them.

After reading almost all the documents, Zhou Ling found Feng Aishan's contact number on the last page.

When I called, it was Feng Aishan's assistant who answered.

She only said which radio station she was a reporter from, and did not clearly tell him her name, just said that she could be called Xiao Zhou.

Because once she said her name, Feng Aishan would definitely not agree to her appointment, so she could only choose to hide it first.

This feeling of having to beg the enemy to do something really made her uncomfortable, as if she had a fish bone in her throat, and she couldn't sit still.

Song Xingyan came out of the office and saw Zhou Ling, who was burying his head in reading the documents carefully.

His gaze gradually moved from Zhou Ling's face to her clothes.

A dark green sleeveless skirt with a white silk coat is elegant and intellectual.

It's just that the conspicuous logo on this skirt made Song Xingyan's eyes sink.

What did she mean by that? Did she deliberately wear it for him?

"Zhou Ling, come to my office. ”

Song Xingyan came to Zhou Ling's desk and said in a low voice.

Only then did Zhou Ling withdraw his eyes from the document and look up at Song Xingyan.

But Song Xingyan turned around and went back to the office after he finished speaking.

She frowned, very reluctant to go to his office.

What he said last night still seemed to be in her ears clearly, and she didn't want Zhao Xiaoxiao to know that she would get into any trouble for herself.

Forget it, just take this opportunity to return the money to him, and keep your distance from him in the future.

After thinking about it in his heart, Zhou Ling took the documents and came to the door of Song Xingyan's office.

She knocked on the door, and in a moment there were two muffled words coming from inside.

"Come in. ”

Zhou Ling sorted out his expression for a moment before pushing open the door and entering.

Song Xingyan leaned back in his chair, holding a cup of coffee in his right hand and tapping lightly on the table with his left hand.

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

Song Xingyan's gaze flashed over her clothes, stopped the movements in her hand, and asked with a smile: "You don't like the clothes I bought yesterday?" It seems that you don't like my eyes. ”

Fortunately, there is no one else here, otherwise Song Xingyan's words would definitely make other employees misunderstand.

Mr. Song laughed. Mr. Song, I have transferred the money to your account just now, you can check whether it has arrived. Zhou Ling's face maintained a proper smile.

Song Xingyan's knuckles holding the coffee were a little white, and his eyes were cold, but these changes were only for a moment, and they returned to their original state in a blink of an eye.

"Okay, I'll see later. I came to you today to thank you for helping me yesterday. Also, if what I said yesterday hurts you, I hope you don't mind. ”

"Don't mind, I'd love to help. Mr. Song, if there is nothing to do, I will go back to work first. ”

When it came to last night's incident, the perfect smile on Zhou Ling's face almost couldn't be maintained.

She wanted to end the conversation right away and get out.

"Well, that job of the interview, if you ......"

"I will complete that job well and will not disappoint Mr. Song. ”

Zhou Ling took a breath and quickly interrupted Song Xingyan's unfinished words.

Song Xingyan was stunned for a moment, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a little cold.

He originally wanted to say that if she didn't want to, he could refuse, but he didn't expect to be rejected by her before he finished speaking.

She can't wait to draw a line with herself, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with herself?

Song Xingyan was very irritable in his heart, but he said something else to question Zhou Ling.

Because he doesn't have that position, in front of Zhou Ling, he is Mr. Song, not even a friend.

"Well, that's good, you go out first. ”

Zhou Ling couldn't ask for it, and hurriedly said a good word and left the office.

She knew what Song Xingyan meant by what she hadn't finished speaking, but this would only make Zhao Xiaoxiao misunderstand.

Besides, she felt that Song Xingyan might just realize that what she said yesterday was too much and wanted to compensate her.

If she used this to gain an inch and climb up the pole, it would only arouse his disgust.

In the office, Song Xingyan looked at the transfer notification on his phone and smiled bitterly.

Silently turned off his phone, he closed his eyes irritably, but Zhou Ling's figure kept lingering in his mind.

Embarrassed, stunning, stubborn.

After all...... Unforgettable ......

It's a pity that after he finally got a good impression of someone, he has lost his position.

I made an appointment with Feng Aishan's assistant for an interview in the afternoon, and also agreed on a location.

After Zhou Ling finished sorting out the documents, he rubbed his sore neck.

Seeing that the time was almost ready to go, she put the voice recorder she had prepared into her bag, went to the front desk to sign the outgoing slip before setting off to the agreed place.

She and Feng Aishan agreed on a café, which was relatively close to Feng Aishan's house.

Several reporters were turned away before, almost the first time they talked about it, and the second time they repented.

When Zhou Ling arrived at the café, Feng Aishan hadn't come yet, so she sat down first, ordered a glass of lemonade, and waited for someone.

But time passed little by little, and there were already several waves of customers in the café, and Feng Aishan was still nowhere to be seen.

Zhou Ling glanced at his phone, and it was already an hour later than the agreed time.

Before she came, she had done a good job of mental construction, and it was not easy to successfully get Feng Aishan's interview.

What's more, the awkward position between them makes it even more difficult.

She was ready to be humiliated and embarrassed, but Feng Aishan didn't come.

Finally, two hours later, when Zhou Ling's patience was almost exhausted, Feng Aishan finally arrived late with his assistant.

Zhou Ling hurriedly got up to greet him, "Hello Master Feng, I am the reporter Zhou Ling who made an appointment with you on the phone." ”

She held out a hand and smiled.

Feng Aishan was stunned after seeing Zhou Ling, he looked at Zhou Ling's outstretched hand for a long time, as if admiring her deliberately pretending to see him for the first time.

"Oh, it turned out to be Miss Zhou, I think Miss Zhou is very familiar, I don't know if we have met?"

When Zhou Ling's wrist was sore, Feng Aishan spoke leisurely.

"Yes, it's my honor to make Master Feng feel familiar. ”

"Huh. ”

Feng Aishan smiled softly, undeniable.

The smirk on Zhou Ling's face was almost stiff, and the two of them tacitly revealed this topic.

"Miss Zhou has been waiting for a long time?"

After Feng Aishan sat down, he leaned back in his chair and faced Zhou Ling with a very arrogant attitude.

"No, what does Master Feng want to eat, I'll help you order?"

"Shouldn't your company's reporters learn about my habits and hobbies before coming to interview?