"I just received a call, Pan Jiaqiang may not be back at the hotel until ten o'clock!" Qianrou looked uneasy, and said the bad news as soon as she saw Wu Mian.

Wu Mian looked at the time, it was now nine and fifteen. He said casually, "Oh, it's good that it's ten o'clock and not eleven o'clock, as long as you wait one more class, it's OK." ”

"Okay! The interview didn't start until 10 o'clock, and it was definitely too late. Duan Yu said annoyedly.

Wu Mian ignored him, looked at Qianrou and said, "Mr. Yuan, what time can the deadline be delayed at the latest?"

"Eleven o'clock!" said Asamu apologetically, "I know this time is too tight, but there is no way, the printing company is willing to delay until twelve o'clock at most, and it will not be a minute late!"

"Ah, that's it......" Wu Mian's brows furrowed.

The situation is indeed dire. According to common sense, this is almost an "impossible task" unless the deadline is delayed, but the problem is that the editor still needs time to read the manuscript, draft the title, pick out the photos, typeset, proofread, and finally the editor-in-chief will review and sign it, and from 11 o'clock to 12 o'clock, it is only one hour to complete all these steps, and the time is extremely tight, and it is absolutely impossible to compress it anymore.

"I think it's better to forget it. Duan Yu persuaded him bitterly, "This interview is absolutely impossible to complete tonight, so let's take the spare manuscript on the top of tomorrow's layout." ”

"I object!" Wu Mian expressed his opinion bluntly, "In the eyes of a professional reporter, nothing is 'absolutely impossible'! At eleven o'clock, I promise that I can deliver the manuscript!"

"Don't fucking mess around!" Duan Yu scolded, "If you can't do it, even if you deduct a year's salary and fire squid, you won't be able to make up for the loss!"

"I didn't succeed! Mr. Yuan, I am 100% sure that I can do it. Please believe me!" Wu Mian said categorically, exuding a strong confidence all over his body.

Although she is smart and studious, and it only took more than a month for her to master how to run a newspaper, but after all, her qualifications and experience are too shallow. How to deal with this situation involving the "dead line" of the deadline is a dilemma that all editors-in-chief will encounter.

Some people choose to stay away from the "dead line" as much as possible for the rest of their lives, such as the editor-in-chief of the official media. There are also people who like to take risks, often stepping on the "dead line" and passing the level dangerously, constantly giving readers first-class scoops. But if you step on it too much, it will inevitably "capsize in the gutter".

"Let me ...... Think again......" Shallow Rou muttered, closing her eyes. At this moment, she looked particularly weak, which made Wu Mian feel pity, and there was a strong urge in his heart to take her into his arms. He understands the tremendous pressure she is facing, and the fate of "Dongjiang Business Daily" is already in jeopardy, and there is no capital to "capsize" even once. She was already very courageous to hesitate for so long.

"Or ...... Let Xiao Wu stay here for an exclusive interview, but leave the content until the day after tomorrow to see the newspaper. Duan Yu obviously couldn't bear to be so embarrassed, and proposed a compromise solution.

"Oppose!" Wu Mian insisted again, "As soon as the project is signed tomorrow, all the media will flock to interview Yike, and under the strong demand of public opinion, Pan Jiaqiang is likely to accept the interview involuntarily." I've seen this kind of thing a lot. If this interview does not appear in the newspaper tomorrow, it will be buried in hundreds or thousands of similar news the day after tomorrow, and it will no longer be an 'exclusive interview' report! We will lose a great opportunity to raise our eyebrows in vain!"

Qian Rou shuddered, opened her eyes, and the look in her eyes became extremely determined: "Let's wait until ten o'clock! After interviewing three people to write together, we have to finish it at eleven o'clock anyway!"

Wu Mian happily clapped his hands in support. Duan Yu was annoyed and heartbroken, he knew that although Qianrou had a gentle personality, she would not change once she made a decision, so she could only be angry and not speak.

The three of them waited with different moods, but fortunately, Pan Jiaqiang was still on time, and returned to the hotel with the subordinates of Yike Real Estate at 9:55, five minutes earlier than expected.

Wu Mian, a "big man" who plays a pivotal role in China's real estate industry, had met him at a press conference when he went to BJ on a business trip two years ago, but it was the first time he had such a close encounter. He is just sixty years old this year, with a Chinese face, and his eyes reveal the shrewdness of a businessman.

After a little greeting between the two sides, Qianrou euphemistically proposed that due to the urgency of time, she hoped to start the interview as soon as possible. Pan Jiaqiang readily agreed, and suggested that he go to the presidential suite where he stayed for an exclusive interview.

It was already ten o'clock. Everyone took the elevator to the upper floor of the hotel, went to the presidential suite, and whispered to Wu Mian and Duan Yu in the corridor that they must pay attention to the time control, and the interview must be finished by 10:20 at the latest! In this way, there are still 40 minutes left to write, and the three of them will share it, each of them is about 1,000 words, and they should still be able to finish the manuscript on time.

After entering the presidential suite, the waiter added a few sofa chairs to the spacious living room, and after everyone sat down, they poured hot tea. There was a delay of about five or six minutes before the interview officially began.

Wu Mian opened the recorder and put it on the coffee table, and was about to immediately ask a straight question, but Duan Yu put on the style of interviewing the director, waved his hand and signaled him to wait and ask again, and he preemptively asked about the situation of the project, obviously not giving up the attempt to replace Wu Mian's "property market" plan with a "substitute" plan.

Wu Mian thought to himself that you were the boss, and it was right to let you take a step, so he didn't make a sound, and took notes while listening carefully.

Pan Jiaqiang opened the conversation box and slowly began to introduce the planning and investment amount of the entire project. What he said was so detailed that it could be described as "wordy", tirelessly repeating some boring details, and Pan Jiaqiang, who spoke neatly and frequently but had no nonsense in Wu Mian's impression, was almost like two people.

It's not good, this guy is deliberately delaying time! Wu Mian's heart is clear, this is a situation that is often encountered during interviews. When some people are reluctant to come out and face the media, but they are forced to face it by the situation, they will take this way to try to consume their time as much as possible.

He has always hated this kind of trick the most, and in essence, it is the same thing as the Chinese team deliberately passing the ball around the back after scoring a goal, and they want to drag it until the end, which is unappetizing.

Pan Jiaqiang is obviously a master of using "delaying tactics," and this delay consumed a full 10 minutes! Later, even Duan Yu was dumbfounded, although he hoped that the other party would talk more about the project and not talk about the real estate market, so as to make Wu Mian's plan abort, but the problem was that Pan Jiaqiang even talked nonsense about the content of the project itself, and there were only a few sentences that really had "news value."

Qian Rou had long sensed that something was wrong, and relying on the fact that she was the editor-in-chief and the only woman, she frequently interrupted Pan Jiaqiang with a soft voice and laughter, trying to create an opportunity to ask other more in-depth questions.

But Poon Ka-keung was even more cunning than expected, and from time to time he kicked the ball to several of his managers, who introduced the situation on their behalf, which made the topic of the scene more "scattered".

It wasn't until the countdown to the interview time that Wu Mian finally got the opportunity to ask a complete question, and asked the most important question tonight: "I want to ask Mr. Pan, what do you think of the future prospects of the property market? The central government has continuously introduced so many tricks to regulate and control, do you think it will be possible to make the property price fall? Even if it is only a temporary decline like last time, is there such a possibility?"

Pan Jiaqiang took a sip of tea slowly, and laughed: "Young man, I'm just here to talk about this pension real estate project this time, the problem of the real estate market is too complicated, and it's too much to be scolded by people." I still don't say it!"

He rejected Wu Mian in one bite, and immediately brought the topic back to the project itself, nagging and continuing to talk about inconsequential things, apparently determined to consume all the time.

This time it was Wu Mian's turn to be stunned. But in tomorrow's program "Reading the World in the Morning," Ding Zini clearly mentioned Pan Jiaqiang's prediction of the property market! I can only hate myself for being one step late in turning on the TV, and I didn't hear whether Pan Jiaqiang predicted whether the property price would rise or fall.

For a while, all kinds of doubts came to his heart, and for the first time, a cold sweat broke out on Wu Mian's forehead. If the truth is that I have read the wrong content of the show, not only will tonight's various plans be completely smashed, but it will also be difficult for Qianrou to clean up the mess. She will definitely regret not listening to Duan Yu's words earlier and giving up this interview afterwards, and her status in her mind will be completely sunk.

At this time, it was 10:20 o'clock! Qianrou's eyes showed a look of disappointment, but she still maintained a smile and said lightly: "Thank you Mr. Pan for taking the time to accept the interview, we have no other questions for the time being." Hope to have the opportunity to visit you again in the future. ”

Pan Jiaqiang thanked him repeatedly, stood up and shook hands with Qianrou one by one, and the whole interview ended like this.

Wu Mian's heart sank to the soles of his feet, and he realized that he had made a big mistake—although he saw the future, was the future really immutable? What if the future was uncertain? Maybe what he saw was only one of the countless futures in the "Multiverse". Acting rashly before he understands the situation is simply joking about the future.

When he was annoyed, Pan Jiaqiang suddenly proposed with great interest that he wanted to stand on the roof of the hotel and take a photo of the night view of Zhuzhou City in the background, and publish it together with the manuscript of this interview, saying that it was more courageous.

Duan Yu secretly scolded this guy in his heart for being in a lot of trouble, but it was inconvenient to refuse, so he nodded and agreed. Of course, the task of taking pictures fell on Wu Mian again. Out of politeness, Asamu also offered to accompany her to the rooftop.

But Pan Jiaqiang smiled and said, "No need." It's windy outside, so there's no need for everyone to go out and blow the wind together. You sit here, as long as this Xiaowu reporter accompanies me, take a few photos and come back immediately. ”

Wu Mian's heart was filled with hope again, grabbed the camera, quietly put the pen and paper in his pocket, and left the presidential suite with Pan Jiaqiang.

He knew that the next few minutes would be the biggest test and turning point since he was born! If he could pass the test, his fate would really change from now on. If you can't...... Maybe everything will come back to square one.