Qiao Ling's alcohol consumption was obviously so bad that he couldn't bear to look at it directly, and after two bottles of beer, there were signs of drunkenness.

In Wu Hao's eyes, Qiao Ling is the kind of fierce female man who ignores gender and lives like a man.

However, seeing Qiao Ling, who was slightly drunk, Wu Hao couldn't help but think of a sentence in the pre-Qin poem "The Conjuring": The beauty is drunk, and the face is drunk. Playing with a squint, his eyes were wavering. Translated into modern words, it is: the beauty is already slightly drunk, and the ruddy face is even more red. Sultry gaze. People are silently watching, eyes Mid-Autumn Festival. Wave Flow. Turn watery.

The current Qiao Ling is what the poem describes, and Wu Hao is a little stupid when he sees it.

But Qiao Ling, this girl, still hasn't forgotten the purpose of coming tonight. She drank saliva, patted Wu Hao on the shoulder, smiled with a red face, and said, "Full of wine and food, it's time to work!" ”

Wu Hao finally couldn't bear to refuse Qiao Ling, took out his mobile phone and dialed Li Bingxuan's number, and briefly explained Qiao Ling's situation.

Due to the popularity of sales during the day, after work, Li Bingxuan still stayed in Linghai Pharmaceutical Building to work overtime, preparing to make a detailed marketing plan. After receiving Wu Hao's call, she readily agreed to Wu Hao's request. Wu Hao developed Baicao Healing Liquid and became a great contributor to Linghai Pharmaceutical, and of course she would not refuse the interview.

took Qiao Ling to Linghai Pharmaceutical Building, and seeing Qiao Ling's figure swaying, Wu Hao slightly supported her arm and walked into the elevator.

……

In the security monitoring room of Linghai Building, twelve small screens on the computer show twelve monitoring points in Linghai Pharmaceutical Building.

Two security guards on duty had just finished their barbecue and taken over the night shift, and one of the security guards casually glanced at the surveillance screen.

I saw that the other eleven pictures on the surveillance screen were very quiet, and there was no figure, only the elevator monitoring screen in the lower right corner walked into the two people.

"Holy! Ryoko come here, come quickly! ”

"What's wrong?" "Holy! Isn't this Wu Hao! ”

"That's him! Last time I closed my eyes in the elevator and smelled the smell, that crooked guy! ”

"It's so blatant! Who is this girl, so beautiful! And it seems to be drunk! ”

"Damn, shall we go and save that beauty?"

"What to save? Wu Hao is now a big celebrity in our Linghai, who dares to provoke him? ”

The two security guards said a word, and finally had to lie next to the screen, staring at the picture above, with expectation and jealousy in their eyes. They thought the girl was too beautiful, but she was drunk by Wu Hao and taken to a mansion where no one was there...... Alas, good cabbage is arched by pigs.

If Wu Hao knew the thoughts of the two security guards, he would probably cry out aggrievedly. Although Qiao Ling's girl is beautiful, when she is slightly drunk, well, she is also quite flirtatious. Human. However, he knew very well how strong Qiao Ling was in his sober state. Do you dare to take advantage of her when she's drunk? Definitely impatient to live!

Qiao Ling leaned on Wu Hao's shoulder leisurely, with one hand on Wu Hao's waist, but the other hand was still holding the camera on his body. I muttered that I want to get the first-hand news, send it out before tonight, and expose all those who send fake news! In the end, it sounded like saving the world.

The elevator stopped on the twenty-first floor, and Wu Hao helped Qiao Ling out of the elevator and walked towards Li Bingxuan's office.

Li Bingxuan's office is at the end of the corridor of the marketing department, where it is quiet, and there is nothing to disturb, which can be seen Li Bingxuan's cold arrogance.

Wu Hao helped Qiao Ling through the corridor, came to the door of Li Bingxuan's office, knocked on the door, and walked in.

In the corridor of the marketing department, a surveillance camera captured this scene completely.

The two security guards in the security room were completely confused.

"What the hell is this asking for mp3?"

"I ...... Depend on! Manager Li is working overtime and is still in the office! The three of them...... No way! ”

"Isn't my goddess of ice and snow an iceberg snow lotus? How did it bloom for Wu Hao! ”

"My Three Views...... Collapsed! Ryoko, I feel like my world is dark, and there are no other colors. ”

"You're alright, I'm out of the world!"

"Do you want to tell ...... about this?"

“NO！ Don't tell anyone if you die, we want this thing to rot in our stomachs! ”

"What about the surveillance logs?"

"Delete!"

Wu Hao helped Qiao Ling into the office, and then put Qiao Ling on the red sofa next to him. This girl didn't forget to pick up the camera and took two photos of Li Bingxuan standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"Li Bingxuan, hello Manager Li! I'm Qiao ......, a reporter from the city newspaper Qiao Ling, take the ...... today. I took the liberty of bothering, but I came to interview, interview, interview...... Belch! Qiao Ling hiccuped: "Interview with you and ...... today Lao Jun's business! Qiao Ling stumbled and said.

Wu Hao walked a few steps, came to the water dispenser, poured a glass of water and handed it to Qiao Ling, and then looked at Li Bingxuan in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a wry smile.

I saw Li Bingxuan standing barefoot in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with a handful of hair next to her smooth cheeks, and there was a smell in the chaos, it seemed that she had been busy for a day, and she hadn't had time to sort out her image.

"Her name is Qiao Ling, and she grew up with me, and she is a journalist and workaholic...... I have to interview you. Wu Hao reluctantly helped Qiao Ling introduce.

Li Bingxuan nodded, and did not rush to take Qiao Ling's words. Walk over to the desk and take a sip of water. I don't know what's going on, after seeing Wu Hao helping Qiao Ling in, she actually felt an inexplicable sense of loss in her heart. It's like a flower that sees a flower admirer approaching, so it's ready to bloom hard, but finds that the approaching flower admirer is obsessively looking at the flower next to her and lingering for a long time.

"She's drunk, can she still interview?" Li Bingxuan frowned and looked at Qiao Ling, who was slightly drunk, she especially wanted to refuse this girl's interview request, although she didn't know what inexplicable emotions were inexplicable.

Qiao Ling just drank saliva, and immediately came to his senses when he heard the words, his chest was as if he was demonstrating, and he raised the camera and said loudly: "Who said you can't interview?" I can! ”

A wave of anger rose in Li Bingxuan's heart, she straightened her chest imperceptibly, and brushed the hair on her cheeks behind her ears: "Then you can interview!" ”

Wu Hao stroked his forehead, he had an illusion that Qiao Ling didn't seem to be here for an interview this time, but like a demonstration. and Li Bingxuan, today's performance is a little wrong, although the cold arrogance is still there, but there is a more hot and spicy atmosphere.

I don't understand, the two of them haven't met before, so why they look like enemies when they meet.

Wu Hao poured himself a glass of water, sat down in a random corner, and drank water while watching Li Bingxuan and Qiao Ling start the interview like arguing. Although there are also questions and answers, the questions asked are related to Linghai Pharmaceutical at the beginning, but the more you listen to them, the more wrong they become.

For example: you three. How much is the circumference, is it as big as me? How tall is I, am I tall? Is the skin good, is it okay with me?

And Li Bingxuan's answer also made Wu Hao dumbfounded: Yes! Yes! Yes!

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