Chapter 12 Into the Fire Pit

"This is her own family's property, won't she be ready to kill her relatives in righteousness? Su Tong couldn't help but be a little moved, she didn't expect Song Wenmo to do this for her.

Song Wenmo walked around his living room, and then quickly ran upstairs to refreshe and dress up.

"Let's go!"

Song Wenmo went upstairs and wore a black suit, looking really like a female white-collar worker.

Su Tong couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw Song Wenmo like this now.

It's a bit contrived.

This is the reddest lipstick she ever wore when she saw Song Wenmo.

"Where?"

"Schmidt Entertainment. โ€

Song Wenmo put on sunglasses and threw the car keys to Su Tong.

Su Tong took her car keys, "When did you buy the car......?

"So let you drive. โ€

"Okay, okay, I'll be your dogleg today. โ€

Su Tong only saw her own car in the yard, and just wanted to ask Song Wenmo, where her car was, but she walked out of the door early.

Song Wenmo didn't hear the sound of Su Tong walking, so he turned his head and called her, "Keep up!"

This guy, parked the car outside?

The heart is so big!

Song Wenmo walked outside Yu Qiubai's house and said why her car was here, which was also quite interesting.

I just picked up the car from the car shop, and for a while, I found the wrong villa, so I parked outside the neighbor's house, but I didn't expect it to be Yu Qiubai's house.

Su Tong shook his head helplessly, thinking, "I bought a car and didn't drive it, what did she want to do?"

Su Tong walked over and called the car door.

"Where are you going?"

A male voice came, and Song Wenmo turned his head to look, it was Yu Qiubai.

Yu Qiubai was wearing a white shirt, and her already white face looked even more .......

Somehow, Song Wenmo's old face turned red.

"So this car belongs to you?" Yu Qiubai glanced at the car in front of him. "You're here today, it's special. โ€

Yu Qiubai looked at Song Wenmo carefully and couldn't help laughing.

"I ......" Song Wenmo was just about to say something, when a man's voice came from Yu Qiubai's villa.

"Old Yu, why don't you come in yet. Throw away garbage, why did you throw it away for so long......"

Zhou Zirui was annoyed and walked out of the villa.

As soon as he came out, he bumped into Yu Qiubai talking to the two beauties and was stunned.

However, one of them turned out to be a little familiar.

Su Tong stared at Yu Qiubai's face for a long time, and became a nymphomaniac, "It's a pity that such a good-looking face is not a star." โ€

If it weren't for Zhou Zirui's shouting, perhaps, Su Tong would still be immersed in Qiubai's prosperous beauty.

"This voice, why is it so familiar. Su Tong turned his head slowly, and stared at Zhou Zirui at a glance.

"Zhou Zirui?" Su Tong looked at him in surprise.

"Isn't the security in this community very good?" Zhou Zirui whispered in his heart, "How did this reporter get in." โ€

Zhou Zirui is now in an embarrassing situation.

Now is it time to run, or not to run.

"If you're not in a hurry, come in and sit down. โ€

Song Wenmo did not hesitate to style Yu Qiubai's hairstyle, but Zhou Zirui was different, his face became more and more ugly.

Zhou Zirui really wants to kill Yu Qiubai now.

Yu Qiubai was dressed in a serious way, handsome and chic, but he was still wearing pajamas, his hair was fluffy and messy.

Now, next to me, there is another professional journalist.

Song Wenmo and Su Tong sat on the sofa in Yu Qiubai's house.

Zhou Zirui followed behind them, and Su Tong looked at Zhou Zirui with puzzled eyes.

Zhou Zirui felt that Su Tong looked at him as if he was looking at his prey, and he was probably thinking in his heart now that tomorrow's report had fallen.

Could it be that tomorrow's topic is:

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The more I thought about it, the more terrible I felt, and after Zhou Zirui returned to the house, he immediately ran upstairs and freshened up.

Su Tong looked confused, "Just now, it should be Zhou Zirui." โ€

Yu Qiubai poured a glass of water for Song Wenmo and Su Tong.

"Did you take your medicine today?"

This was just an ordinary word of concern, but it made Song Wenmo feel like a thunderbolt had struck down in front of him.

Now I just think, "Ray, you can kill me, why did I just promise him to come in!"

Yu Qiubai sat calmly on the side and said slowly: "The thunder struck you, it's useless, the medicine should be taken, and you still have to eat it." โ€

Su Tong and Song Wenmo looked confused.

Su Tong subconsciously swallowed his saliva and leaned into Song Wenmo's ear, "You just wanted Lei to kill you in your heart?"

Song Wenmo nodded, "Actually, if you speak so quietly, he can hear it." โ€

I'm afraid that the air will suddenly be quiet.

Su Tong instantly felt a lot more embarrassed.

What kind of man is this?

looks gentle and elegant, and has a pair of peach blossom eyes, which makes people feel excited when they look at it.

Just, why do you wear gloves all the time?

Occupational habits?

Song Wenmo and Su Tong were holding a glass of water, looking at the cup, and secretly raised their heads from time to time to look at Yu Qiubai.

It's like two kids who have done something wrong.

Zhou Zirui packed up and walked to the living room.

Looking at the awkward atmosphere at this time, I don't know if I should pass it.

Song Wenmo raised his head, as if he had seen a savior.

In this life, what Song Wenmo is most afraid of is doctors.

Seeing Zhou Zirui, even though Song Wenmo didn't know him, he still waved his hand to him very enthusiastically and motioned for him to sit down.

Although Su Tong is a professional reporter, under the aura of Yu Qiubai, he is so frightened that he can't say anything.

didn't dare to think about anything in her heart, at first, she thought that Song Wenmo said that Yu Qiubai could hear that the words in her heart were false, so it was true.

Sometimes, Song Wenmo often wonders if Yu Qiubai can hear two voices, and whether he will feel very noisy.

Since there are beauties recruited, he Zhou Zirui can't go over, and it's not very good.

He stared at Song Wenmo for a long time, and then slowly spoke: "You are wearing this, you should be going to work, right?"

Song Wenmo nodded.

In this world, apart from their Xinghua Entertainment, which does not have a holiday on Saturdays, what other company does not have a holiday.

Zhou Zirui looked at Song Wenmo with a confused expression.

"Your newspaper should not be at work today. โ€

Yu Qiubai stared at Song Wenmo.

Song Wenmo is also not good at hiding anything, "Our newspaper is not going to work today. But my family's company works. โ€

"What kind of company, how can it be as inhuman as our company? What are you doing in the company?" Zhou Zirui suddenly laughed, as if he had seen his relatives, and finally saw someone who had to go to work on Saturday like him.

Song Wenmo glanced at Zhou Zirui fiercely, and whispered in his heart, "I said, I'll go to work to arrest you, can you believe it?"

Yu Qiubai took a sip of water and turned her head to look at Zhou Zirui, "She said, she went to the company to arrest you." โ€

Zhou Zirui's laughter suddenly stopped, and he looked at Song Wenmo blankly.

"Catch me?"

Zhou Zirui looked at Song Wenmo suspiciously. "Who the hell is she, why is she arresting me, is it because of the last time I refused to be interviewed?"

Yu Qiubai ignored it, and now he just wants to watch the play quietly.

Song Wenmo looked at Yu Qiubai with some anger, "How can you arch the fire?" I know you can hear it. โ€

Yu Qiubai turned his head away and didn't say a word.

Song Wen stomped his feet angrily.

But there was no way, so he could only smile at Zhou Zirui.

can't live up to today's clothes, as well as this exquisite makeup, Song Wenmo is determined to show her strong woman temperament.

"I am one of the directors of Schmidt Entertainment. Song Wenmo stretched out his hand and motioned to Zhou Zirui.

"Director?"

Zhou Zirui was suspicious and shook her hand.

When Song Wenmo saw Zhou Zirui, he didn't seem to believe it, so he took out his business card and handed it to Zhou Zirui.

Zhou Zirui took the business card, yes, this is indeed their company's business card.

It's just that she is so young, how can she be a director of the company.

"Then, Director Song, why are you arresting me?" Zhou Zirui looked at Song Wenmo awkwardly. Zhou Zirui's head was sweating a little, thinking. "You can't sell the artists of your own company and the fierce materials of your own company's artists to reporters. โ€

Song Wenmo sank, "This time, I want you to finish the interview that was not done that day." โ€

"That's really it. Zhou Zirui lowered his head, slowly raised his head, and pointed at himself and Song Wenmo awkwardly, "Director Song, are we a company?"

Song Wenmo looked at Zhou Zirui very seriously and said, "This time, it's just a simple interview. Rest assured, I won't let her interview something very excessive. After all, you're an entertainer in our company. The privacy of artists still needs to be protected. โ€

Zhou Zirui breathed a sigh of relief, he felt that he had nothing to do. In case, Su Tong, a reporter, is interviewing him last time, I don't know if I can hide it.

Zhou Zirui glanced at Yu Qiubai, then turned his head, wanting him to give a letter, whether he should promise Song Wenmo to be interviewed.

"Old Yu, old Yu, you can definitely hear it. This is the reporter who interviewed me in the car accident last time, I'm fine, what about you, aren't you afraid of being taken over for experiments?" Zhou Zirui gave Yu Qiubai a look. "To protect you, do you think I can do this interview?"

Yu Qiubai nodded at Zhou Zirui.

Song Wenmo still smiled at Zhou Zirui, "Since, Lao Yu let me go into the fire pit, I will go!"

Song Wenmo didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky today.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Yu Qiubai, and thanks to Yu Qiubai.

If she hadn't met Yu Qiubai, it is estimated that she might not have found Zhou Zirui when she went to the company today.

Zhou Zirui is a man who has blacked out his agents.

"Shall we make an appointment then, tomorrow?"

Song Wenmo winked at Zhou Zirui.

What can I do, the director of the company has dispatched? In addition to agreeing, I still promised!

"Wait, doesn't Yu Qiubai have a job today?" Just now he only cared about Zhou Zirui, and he forgot about Yu Qiubai.

Who let it, Yu Qiubai said yesterday that she would go to the hospital today to help her settle the medicine bill.

"It's a shift. โ€

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Zhou Zirui and Su Tongqi looked at Song Wenmo.