When Sang Yu stood at the door of the Alfalfa Garden, he had not yet recovered from the surprise that Qi Huai had agreed to the interview so easily.

Yesterday, she dialed the phone number of the president office of Shenghai Group, and the secretary who answered the answer learned of Sang Yu's intention, and his tone was gentle and distant: "We will convey the record of your visit, please leave your name and contact information, if you are interested, we will contact you." ”

Miss Secretary is businesslike, although she did not explicitly refuse, in Sang Yu's opinion, the opportunity to be interviewed is very slim.

She waited for a day, and just as she was about to give up, she finally received a phone call in the evening, just before leaving work.

"Hello Miss Sang, I am the special assistant to the president of Shenghai Group, my name is Sunset, and there will be about two hours of travel at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning, and the interview can be arranged during this time."

"Yes." Sang Yu agreed without saying a word, "Please give me an address, I will be there on time." ”

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Before leaving in the morning, Sang Yu received a call from Manager Zhao again.

The main station attached great importance to this interview, fearing that she would not be able to handle it as a newcomer, so she forced someone to come in.

"Sangsang, let me do the interview later," the young girl who followed Sangyu, named Wang Lixin, is also a contemporaneous student who is about to become a regular, "I studied journalism and communication in college, and I have more experience in this area than you." ”

There was a sense of superiority in the girl's tone, and the meaning of the words could not be more obvious.

What if you have strong ability, you can only be a layman if your major is not right.

Sang Yu was wearing a coffee-colored professional skirt suit today, revealing a pair of fair and slender legs, who was nearly 170 tall, wearing a pair of seven-centimeter high heels, standing in front of Wang Lixin, who was less than 160, full of oppression.

"The manuscript was drafted by me, the person was made by me, and the process was finalized by me, you didn't do anything, and the abacus was loud."

Wang Lixin's face was a little embarrassed, Sang Yu was usually kind and polite to everyone, she thought she was a soft bone that was easy to handle.

I didn't expect that when it comes to interests, it is also a difficult master to deal with.

She squinted at Sang Yu, and her tone was so aggrieved: "People just want to help you share the burden, and they don't mean anything else, you won't be afraid of being robbed, right?" ”

Sang Yu set up the machine and entered the villa, she had more important things to solve today, she didn't want to talk to Wang Lixin more, she didn't see the cunning that flashed in Wang Lixin's eyes after she turned around.

It was Qi Huaixi's special assistant Sunset who went out to greet the two, and he was also the driver who skidded last time.

Sang Yu nodded at him and said hello.

Wang Lixin took out the mirror on the side and made up for the delicate makeup on her face.

Sunset stood on the steps, respectfully signaling to Sang Yu to Qi Huai to study upstairs, and raised his hand to stop Wang Lixin, who wanted to go upstairs together.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Qi said that he only accepted Miss Sang's interview."

Wang Lixin was suddenly unhappy, and her dark face was full of reluctance: "We came together, why can only she go?" ”

Xiao Yanye's name is well-known in Lucheng, and the people who want to see him are like carp crossing the river, she finally had the opportunity to get close to him, how can she be willing to give up the hard-won opportunity.

It is said that the wanton master is amorous, in case he can be looked down upon, why do you need to stay in a bad place like the TV station.

Wang Lixin also wanted to argue with reason: "I'll just stand aside and keep silent, anyway, Mr. Qi ......"

Sunset swept the knife in the eye, sharp as a sharpened short blade, so frightened that she swallowed the second half of her sentence and waited alone in the living room.

When Sang Yu went upstairs, Qi Huaiyan was answering the phone in the study, and the old lady of the Qi family was on the other end of the phone.

"Huai Shi, are you free on the weekend?"

As soon as the old lady opened her mouth, Qi Huaihuan knew what the second half of the sentence was.

"I've got some pictures of school-age girls for you, can you see? It's not that grandma said you, you're not too old, I'm at your age, and the children will run away. ”

Qi Huai rubbed his eyebrows, very helpless: "Grandma, you don't know my current situation, who is willing to marry their daughter to a disabled person?" ”

The word disability was specially accented by Qi Huai.

Mrs. Qi was unhappy: "What disability?" Don't talk nonsense, the doctor said that it is only temporary, I must help you choose a good girl this time, it doesn't matter if your family background is almost, the key is to be good. ”

The octogenarian lady hugged the phone, and her tone was meaningful: "Don't hook up with the daughter of the Lu family, few girls who have entered the entertainment industry can come out." ”

Listening to Mrs. Qi's dissatisfaction with Lu Shisheng in and out of her words, Qi Huai pulled the corners of her mouth.

"Whatever you want, as long as you are happy."

Seeing that he agreed, Mrs. Qi slapped her leg with joy, explained a word of thanks, and was on the way to him, and then hung up the phone.

Sang Yu stood at the door of the study, waiting for the phone call before entering.

The fully automatic door panels pulled open to the sides, and the smell of sunken wood mixed with the scent of books poured into her nostrils.

Qi Huaiyan was half-lying on the chair, the light and shadow cast in from the window outlined his good-looking cheeks, his shoulders were wide and his legs were long, extremely rich, and the white shirt on his upper body vaguely revealed his well-defined waist and abdomen.

The palms of Sang Yu's hands that had been lingering on his abdominal muscles were faintly hot.

The man's slender knuckles like bamboo tapped rhythmically on the armrest, making Sang Yu instantly remember the unpleasantness of the two in the car that day.

"Grandpa Shi, I'm Sang Yu from the Broadcasting Department of Lucheng TV Station, and I made an appointment with you for an interview today." Sang Yu put down the heavy equipment on his shoulders and began to introduce himself.

Qi Huai opened his eyes, and a tall dark figure appeared in his blurred vision, standing far away from him.

"Come closer," he said, hooking his hand at the figure, "Are you afraid I'll eat you?" ”

Sang Yu asked for help, didn't dare to offend him, took two steps forward, and when he reached the distance of the man's arm's width, he just saw him pursing his lips.

There was a faint pain in the corner of her lips.

"Lord, let's get started." Sang Yu urged.

After finishing the work, she has more important things to "discuss" with him.

Qi Huaiyan stood up slowly, just a head taller than the mulberry in front of him, and the tip of his nose was the familiar cold fragrance of bergamot.

He lowered his head, and as far as he could see, there were a pair of white glowing legs, and even though he was now visually impaired, he knew that the hem of the mulberry dress was ridiculously high.

"There are a lot of recruits, but it's tempting to change careers today?"

Sang Yu's face was flustered, and she admitted that the outfit on her body had been carefully selected for today's interview.

A slim-fitting blazer with a high-waisted skirt, and just as she stood in the doorway, she lifted the skirt up by ten centimeters.

Sang Yu knew that Qi Huaiyan's eyes were not completely blind as rumored by the outside world, at least he could accurately find every part of his body.

Just like now, the faintly crusted wound on the lip flap was pressed hard by the man's cold thumb: "If the scar is not good, forget the pain." ”

"Hiss~"

Sang Yu gasped in pain.

Why is the revenge of the dog man so strong?

She stammered a little when she spoke in pain: "The day before yesterday, I apologized to you for making you unhappy in the car?" ”

The corners of Qi Huai's mouth pulled out a smile, and he lazily lay back in the chair, his hands folded behind his head, and the shirt on his body showed his thin waist because of his movements.

"Then let me see the sincerity of your apology."