Zhang Manlu's words made things talk with a strong sense of rejection, but Bao Xiaosong couldn't hear it, his mind was full of things about climbing relatives at this time, and he was still excited, patting his chest and introducing himself: "Your sister is my cousin-in-law!"

Cousin-in-law...... Zhang Manlu twitched the corners of her mouth, three thousand miles in a table, she is still a sister-in-law, far enough. The essential......

"My sister is divorced...... Zhang Manlu said in a calm tone.

Even if the fat man in front of him is really his brother-in-law's cousin, he is already the cousin of his ex-brother-in-law, does it still matter?

"Divorce?" Bao Xiaosong was momentarily stunned, completely incredulous, "I also met my cousin-in-law during the Chinese New Year, that is, your sister's, and she told my cousin that she planned to have a child this year......

"That's right, they just got divorced in April of this year. ”

After speaking, Zhang Manlu seemed to be deliberate, and directly made up for it and asked, "Don't you know?"

Bao Xiaosong was already stunned there, saying that he didn't know, and he didn't know. In fact, how could he possibly know about whether his aunt's second nephew had a divorce? At most, he would not know until the New Year's family gathering.

Regardless of whether the fat man in front of him was his ex-brother-in-law's cousin, Zhang Manlu didn't feel that she needed to be polite to him.

However, I still have to be polite to Song Qian, because the last interview with Song Qian didn't have much substantive gain, and Zhang Manlu plans to find a chance to interview again next time, but since we met three times twice today, it may be a good opportunity.

Thinking of this, Zhang Manlu motioned to the intern reporter who followed him to hurry up and prepare the camera, and then stepped forward and said respectfully: "Mr. Song, we met twice on the bus today, which is really a coincidence." ”

If it was three days ago, Song Qian would definitely be able to hide in the face of this kind of reporter's interview to be exposed, but now, he has three lives to become a regular financial god, with a daily wealth limit of four million, and backed by the East Paris Western Restaurant, as long as he is not particularly showing off his wealth, he will not pull much hatred if he wants to, and it is not difficult to explain the origin of the funds.

Of course, the most important thing is that Bao Xiaosong is present at this time......

"Luckily, I often take the bus on this line, but this is the first time I've met you. Song Qian replied unhurriedly.

deliberately answered like this, and sure enough, Zhang Manlu received the key question very smoothly: "Mr. Song is caring, and he responds to low-carbon travel on weekdays, which is really not easy." I wonder if Mr. Song can talk about the idea of donating to the Chengbei Welfare Institute at that time?"

What do you think? I can't scatter the money too much, it's just a little more meaningful to donate to the welfare home than to give a reward to the female anchor or something.

The actual situation is so, but in front of the camera, in front of people, Song Qian naturally can't answer like this.

"I didn't think about anything in particular, the Chengbei Welfare Institute is a private welfare home, which was originally operated by donations from caring people in the society, and I can help some if I can. ”

"Your donation has really helped the Chengbei Welfare Institute solve its urgent needs. Zhang Manlu continued, "We just received the details of the use of the donation from the Chengbei Welfare Institute yesterday, and entrusted us to publicize it on our behalf. Your donation will be used for the renovation of the orphanage and the purchase of new household items, from building materials to toothbrushes and towels. ”

"I still have a lot of trust in the welfare institute for the purpose of donations. ”

"It is our duty to give a clear explanation to the donors and list the purpose of the donation. In addition, I don't know if you can take the liberty to ask, Mr. Song, what industry are you engaged in?"

"I ......"

"I've also donated money to the orphanage. ”

Just when Song Qian was about to say that he was engaged in the catering industry, Bao Xiaosong poked his head into the camera and grinned.

Although his aunt's second nephew has divorced Zhang Manlu's sister, it can't erase the fact that the two parties were once relatives. And Zhang Manlu is a well-known reporter, and this identity cannot be escaped. Obviously, the reporter is interviewing at this moment, oh no, undercovert. Bao Komatsu is very clear about this.

Bao Xiaosong really did this kind of donation, just the box at the door of the welfare home, he threw several dollars into it. Last time, there was a change of 10 yuan, but somehow half of it was missing from the pocket, and it couldn't be used, so I donated it. It's worth ten dollars.

Donate, you want your heart, your heart!

For Zhang Manlu, the only person she wanted to interview was Song Qian, and this fat man suddenly poked his head in, which had greatly affected his interview work.

was about to get angry, but Song Qian opened his mouth to introduce: "This is my high school classmate, and he is quite enthusiastic on weekdays. ”

There's nothing wrong with being enthusiastic, being enthusiastic and talkative, and being enthusiastic about gossip.

It is also a good way to interview Song Qian's classmates and learn about his situation from the side.

Zhang Manlu immediately adjusted the interview ideas, and the camera focused on Bao Xiaosong: "What is this gentleman called?"

Interview yourself! The reporter interviewed himself!

Bao Xiaosong only felt a shock all over his body, his head almost exploded, and replied in a trembling voice: "My name is Bao Xiaosong, 25 years old this year, I am very keen on public welfare, often donate money to welfare homes, and often do volunteers. Once I saw a little girl on the road who got lost, and it took a lot of effort to help her find her parents. ”

"That sounds like a lot of sense, is that little girl so small, how could she get lost?"

"Anyway, it's not big, it's estimated that I'm sixteen or seventeen years old, and I'm definitely not an adult. ”

“……”

What else can Zhang Manlu say? The sixteen or seventeen-year-old "little girl" is lost, no wonder she is so enthusiastic. The horizontal and vertical sections will definitely be cut off, forget it.

"You and Mr. Song Qian and Mr. Song are high school classmates?" Zhang Manlu quickly cut the topic to the topic.

"yes, high school classmates. Song Qian's grades were very bad in high school, and he was often punished by teachers for copying books. ”

"......" Zhang Manlu was full of black lines, explaining for Song Qian, "Every rich man has a black history, and these have become the cornerstone of their future success." For example, Ma Yun had a very poor math score when he was a child, and he also scored 31 points in mathematics. ”

"Song Qian is not only poor in mathematics, he is not good in all courses, and he is good-looking, and no girl in the class likes him. ”

Song Qian's frustration?

When Zhang Manlu heard this, she subconsciously glanced at Song Qian, although she was not handsome, she was definitely Zhou Zheng, and she should not have anything to do with "frustration".

But even if it's really frustrated, people are rich, at least in the eyes of many people, they are handsome.

Song Qian didn't care about Bao Xiaosong's words about his poor grades and frustration, he still said that he had a hard waist when he was rich, no matter how much he said right or wrong.

"Let's talk about doing good things. Zhang Manlu once again turned the topic to the topic, "Has Mr. Song always been so enthusiastic about public welfare?"

"I don't see it. Bao Xiaosong said coldly, but then patted his chest and said: "But I'm very enthusiastic about public welfare, really." ”

The interview was a bit of a no-go on, and it was completely noisy.