"If you tug at my clothes again, I'm going to call the police. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Feng Weiwei said coldly.

Zhao Liuchuan let go of his hand and spread his hands to make an innocent expression: "I'm sorry, I just wanted to apologize sincerely." ”

When he saw Feng Weiwei raising her feet and about to leave, he was in a hurry, took out his press card from his jacket pocket, put it in front of her, and shook it: "I am really a good person, a columnist for a large domestic media, and I have no malicious intent." This is my tablet card...... I was going to do a brief interview with Xingling Network, oh, you are an employee of Xingling Network? ”

Most of the vigilance in Feng Weiwei's heart went away, she hesitantly took the press card, looked at it carefully, compared the photos above with Zhao Liuchuan himself in detail, couldn't find any doubts, and exchanged the press card to him.

She failed to find out from her press card that Zhao Liuchuan was just a reporter for an ordinary entertainment magazine, not a reporter for some large media.

Feng Weiwei's cold expression loosened slightly, she didn't want to add any negative news to Xingling Network Company because of her troubles, and replied, "I'm working at Xingling Network—"

"Great!"

Zhao Liuchuan seemed to be in an extremely good mood, and pleaded again: "Then this beautiful lady, do you mind if I do an interview with you alone?" It only takes up very little of your time, and I need your help very much. ”

Feng Weiwei hesitated.

Zhao Liuchuan immediately followed after him and persuaded: "I am a principled reporter, as long as you are willing to help me, I will not mention any negative views in the news report because of personal subjective factors." It's good for you and the company you work for, and any company can't do without the help of the media, doesn't it? ”

"Well, well, only for a moment." Feng Weiwei nodded.

Zhao Liuchuan opened the Volvo door and invited Feng Weiwei into the car.

He drove to a bar and explained: "It's quiet, it's good for conversations, and I'm familiar with the owner, so there's no problem." ”

That's a pretty good reason.

The layout of this bar, called "The Peach Clipper", is more like an elegant café, with soothing and soft music, without the restlessness of a regular bar.

"I'm going to the bathroom." Zhao Liuchuan said.

Feng Weiwei sat in the seat, always feeling strange in her heart, as if something was not quite right.

She turned her head frequently, vaguely feeling that someone was watching her behind her, but when she looked back, she couldn't see any trace.

in the bathroom.

Zhao Liuchuan made a phone call.

"Boss Zheng, things are surprisingly smooth, I accidentally ran into Wen Qianyi's secretary...... yes, I'm definitely going to do it well...... Who let this kid move the bear's heart leopard dare to rob your land...... Ouch, I heard that the industrial park in that place is almost ready......"

"Stink Star Spirit Network, I'll give you 300,000! If you can't do it, I'll kill you! ”

Boss Zheng said a few words angrily and hung up the phone.

Zhao Liuchuan's smile gradually receded, and he scolded himself: "Aren't there just two stinky money, what are you pretending?" When Lao Tzu is developed, he will definitely be stronger than you. ”

He left the bathroom.

As soon as he walked out, he suddenly found that the place that was supposed to be Feng Weiwei's place was now empty, only two glasses and a bottle of red wine that had been opened.

Zhao Liuchuan slapped his head and said in annoyance: "I was tricked." ”

He originally planned to trick this woman into bed with rhetoric and some kind of pill, and then use the filmed ** as a threat to make this young and beautiful female secretary obediently do things for herself, and have a wonderful inside and outside meeting.

The failure of the plan made him unhappy.

Recalling Feng Weiwei's wonderful figure, Zhao Liuchuan muttered regretfully: "That woman must be a superb." ”

But he wasn't in a hurry, anyway, the core plan was not on this woman, it was just a temporary idea to improvise, and the real plan and means had already been prepared.

Zhao Liuchuan raised his leg and was about to leave, but he was stopped by the waiter as soon as he walked to the door.

"Sir, you haven't paid yet."

"Don't you know me? I know your boss, so I'll keep the account first. Zhao Liuchuan replied casually.

"No, I can't. This must be paid in person, the bottle of wine is 93 Lafite, 13888 yuan, thank you for your patronage! ”

Zhao Liuchuan immediately became anxious, "I didn't order it!" ”

"It's the person you brought with you to order, and it has to be counted on you, otherwise our bar can't afford this loss, and the boss won't agree. You know our boss and you should know what kind of person he is. ”

Zhao Liuchuan was stunned, paid the bill obediently with great pain, carried the wine bottle with the corked wood stopper, and asked angrily, "When did the woman leave?" ”

"Well, a woman just came and called her away, I didn't see her clearly." The waiter teacher replied.

"Female?" Zhao Liuchuan was stunned in place, unable to figure it out.

I just promised to be good, how can I say that I will leave?

"Wen Hui, I'm being interviewed! What the hell is going on in such a hurry? In the taxi, Feng Weiwei asked Guo Wenhui in the co-pilot seat in the back seat.

Guo Wenhui also wondered.

"Sister Weiwei, I was originally going to go to the mall to buy a dress, but when I was passing by, I suddenly received a text message from the club on my mobile phone, asking me to go to a bar called Peach Clipper to find you, saying that the club crew had arranged an important role for you, and it would be uploaded to the Internet in two days, so I was very anxious."

This statement made Feng Weiwei completely confused.

She hesitated, "Your club ...... How do I know I'm in Peach Clipper? ”

"Maybe some of your classmates saw you by accident, right? Many people have been to Xingling Network Company, and they know that Sister Weiwei is the secretary general of the company...... "Guo Wenhui tried to find a reasonable explanation.

Outside the car window, Guo Wenhui suddenly saw a truck passing by next to her painted with the blue font of "Xingling Technology".

"How can there still be Xingling Technology Company? What is this car for? She asked, puzzled.

Feng Weiwei rubbed her temples with a headache, and if she couldn't figure it out, she didn't think about it anymore, anyway, it was just a reporter she met by chance, and it didn't matter. She replied: "It is mainly to make Xingling network peripheral products...... These cars should have just finished delivering goods to primary schools, and a few days ago, Wen Dong donated a batch of emergency power lights to various primary and secondary schools. ”

"I see." Guo Wenhui suddenly realized.

The taxi stopped at the Mandarin Building near Tunghai University.

As soon as the two of them inquired, the crew was indeed filming a new video short, nominally needing a beautiful actress with excellent temperament, the role of a vase.

The director was very satisfied with Feng Weiwei's appearance, and said: "This is the priestess's line book, you are familiar with it." He handed a palm-sized piece of white paper to Feng Weiwei, with only three sentences on it.

Feng Weiwei was busy until nine o'clock in the evening, and she didn't even go home, and stayed in the girls' dormitory provided by the club.

It is said that it is a girls' dormitory, and the interior decoration is comparable to a three-star hotel, and no one will be picky about the accommodation conditions.

Feng Weiwei was lying on the soft bed, recalling today's experience, she still had a strange feeling like a dream. There is an indescribable deliberateness and coincidence inside and out.

She was playing with her phone when she suddenly saw an upper-pinned online news headline on a website.

"What is the background of the black-and-white Star Spirit Network? Local reporters in the East China Sea expose the dark history of young entrepreneurs for you! ”

Feng Weiwei was surprised.

She was amazed at the extent of the reporter's death. Although it was published anonymously, she knew that it didn't play any hidden role at all, and if it was plagiarism, it was fine, but the angle of this news intention to discredit was really ...... Taizuo died.

"Original...... Not everyone knows about the existence of Director Chen. Feng Weiwei smacked her lips and mourned for a second for this little expert in death.

(To be continued.) )