What happened next, Sui Xinlei was already very vague. She only remembered that a certain man kissed her so hard that her lips were bitten, and said something that was almost close to her ear: "Don't challenge.

The bottom line for a normal man, otherwise, the consequences will be serious."

Finger stroked the deep mark on her lips, Sui Xinlei's brows furrowed even deeper, and her eyes were filled with a layer of deep anger: Damn man! In my heart, I have cursed Song Chenyang countless times.

, I still couldn’t get over my anger, and he actually got eaten by him while I was drunk. The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

Fortunately, Song Chenyang behaved well and left after sending him home without doing any other excessive behavior.

Sui Xinlei went to work after briefly freshening up despite the swelling and pain caused by a hangover.

The deathly silence in the magazine shocked Sui Xinlei, who had just stepped into the office. The atmosphere was very tense, so tense that it made people feel suffocated. Everyone's expressions were extremely serious, and they seemed to be afraid of something.

Worrying about something, everyone sat silently in their seats, looking worried.

Something was wrong, Sui Xinlei sensed something sensitively. It was the follow-up stage of the interview case. It was the time when he was really busy. He wished he could use one day as three days. How could he have free time to sit around?

Just as he was about to ask what was going on, Xiao Min winked at Sui Xinlei and then pursed his lips at He Zhaohua's office:

“This interview case was ruined!”

Xiao Min looked at Sui Xinlei sadly. Her voice was very soft but it was enough to pierce Sui Xinlei's eardrums. What! Sui Xinlei's shock was clearly written on her face. In just one night, such a big thing happened.

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No wonder, the magazine society is so leisurely, no wonder everyone's expressions are strange, everything is clear. After looking at each other, Sui Xinlei walked to He Zhaohua's office.

The atmosphere in the office is no better than outside. It's more relaxed. The desktop is messy, and there are documents and some office supplies that must have been smashed out in a mess on the floor. Shuiling's eyes glanced lightly at the table.

The crystal ashtray was filled with more than a dozen cigarette butts. He Zhaohua was sitting on the executive chair. His face was quite ugly. Who would have thought that the fat he got was so fat? It wouldn't be easy for anyone, right? Hold it back.

There is nowhere to vent the anger in my heart, so I just smoke one cigarette to vent my irritability and depression.

He leaned weakly on the back of the large executive chair, holding half a cigarette between his fingers. The red spark was burning, and the gray smoke was wrapped around his fingers. Circles and circles seemed to be filled with depression in his heart, layer by layer.

He couldn't breathe.

"Boss, what's going on?" Sui Xinlei took a step forward and called out to the man whose eyes were a little unfocused and on the verge of despair. She wanted to find out why the interview was ruined overnight.

"It's over, it's over, everything is over." The man nestled in the executive chair seemed not to have heard, but murmured quietly and desperately.

Yes, everything is over. The exclusive interview project has reached an advanced stage. A large amount of money has been invested before, almost all of the magazine. Who would have thought that Song Chenyang would suddenly come out like this and terminate it as soon as he said it was terminated? This is not an obvious move to the magazine

Is the company driven to a dead end? In addition, the previous competition with "Yami" for interview rights has "severely damaged", and now "true story" has no way out.

"How could Song Chenyang do this!" Thinking about the current state of the magazine, Sui Xinlei blurted out, with obvious anger in her tone. That hateful man!

His ashen eyes suddenly reacted, and the pupils became focused instead of having no focus. When he saw the person in front of him, He Zhaohua seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope, and he sat up from the executive chair with great energy.

, walked around the desk and hurried to Sui Xinlei. The expression on his face was almost pleading:

"Xinlei, you really have to help me this time! Only you can help me and help our magazine."

Yes, in He Zhaohua's mind, only Sui Xinlei can save "True Story". Although he doesn't know what the relationship is between her and Song Chenyang, this unknown relationship is like a life-saving straw, which can make the magazine

If the society is brought back to life, it can have a glimmer of hope.
Chapter completed!