You are just a vase, and someone can hold it to become a second or third line.

With such an excellent mind, it's really a waste to go to the entertainment industry.

A group of reporters entered the front desk to register, and the front desk lady said with a smile: "Miss Bai is in the president's office, and a few people can go up directly." ”

The journalists were confused: "??? ”

What's the situation?

The first powerful man in Haicheng, is there always such a good person in Duan's family?

And let them go directly to the president's office?

The reporters were confused and took the elevator up, and outside the president's office was Duan Feihan's office area of the secretary group, and they were not hindered in any way.

The interview camera turned abruptly, and everyone looked stupid on the spot.

A beautiful little girl sat on the desk, her jade hand tightly tugging on the man's black tie, Ruyu's face seemed to have a hint of anger, and the man on the high-end office chair was handsome and smiling, and his eyes were doting.

A reporter subconsciously said: "Good looking, quick shot!" "It's like a painting.

Shoot your uncle!

Bai Chuwei waved her hand, and the blinds on the glass door fell instantly.

A group of reporters filmed a loneliness.

Bai Chuwei tightened Duan Feihan's tie and approached him and whispered, "Hanhan, do you want to trap me?" ”

She was still sitting on his lap just now, and she was already aware of it the moment the reporter came up in the elevator, and urgently transferred it from his lap to the desk.

Duan Feihan: "I didn't. ”

Bai Chuwei was a little angry, staring at Duan Feihan's Gujing Wubo's face, and suddenly reached out to pinch his face.

Slightly hot fingertips ran across the skin of his face, and the fingertips trembled unconsciously for a moment.

"Is it fun?"

Bai Chuwei withdrew her hand and didn't want to pay attention to him.

Duan Feihan stood up from the revolving chair and whispered in her ear, "I'll play with you again in the future." ”

Duan Feihan straightened his tie and stepped forward to open the door, and the reporters were outside.

"Come in."

Bai Chuwei was a little speechless, and these reporters were all looking at them with an expression of eating melons.

Duan Feihan explained: "Friend." ”

"Oh—understood." The reporters looked at them with a knowing look and dragged out their voices.

Which friend can sit on Mr. Duan's desk and pull someone's tie?

Not only is the brain useful, but even the face is quite beautiful! With this face, there is no problem with making a direct debut.

Duan Feihan asked the secretary to pour water for them.

Bai Chuwei was interviewed by this group of reporters.

"Student Bai has taken such a good test, which university do you intend to apply for? What major? ”

When Bai Chuwei heard this, she replied directly: "Imperial Capital University." As for the profession? When the time comes, just pick a lot. ”

After living for 5,000 years, there is nothing in this world that she will not do, literature, calligraphy, foreign languages, and finance don't matter, or drive a tank or a plane? She has learned to drive submarines.

So professional? Pick any one, she'll do anyway.

A group of people present heard a heart attack for a while, grabbed lots to pick a major, and had seen the top student in the college entrance examination pretending to be forced, but had never seen such a pretending to be forced......

Catch an unpopular major, do you have the ability to go in with a smile?!

The reporters took the news and left with a complaining face.

Duan Feihan sat at his desk, his dark eyes looking at her fixedly, "You want to apply for Imperial Capital University?" ”

"Yes." Bai Chuwei bowed.

In the original book, the original owner was indeed admitted to the Imperial Capital University.

Duan Feihan lowered his eyes slightly, and his voice was flat: "Haicheng is five or six hours' drive from the imperial capital. ”

"But what if I miss you?"