When Zhou Huayang looked at the two of them, the man and woman were also looking at Zhou Huayang.
Weng Honghong's eyes were bright, and Zhou Huayang's real person was even better than her in taking the photo. His lingering and elegant temperament was something other men didn't possess.
"Which TV station are you two reporters from?
Please come in."
Zhou Huayang went downstairs in a few steps, arrived at the door, and greeted the two of them.
Whether you accept the interview or not is another matter. The visitor is a guest, so naturally it is impossible to drive him away after just one look.
"Hello, my name is Weng Honghong, a reporter from Chunan City TV Station."
Weng Honghong's smile became more charming and she reached out her hand actively.
"Oh, from the city TV station?"
Zhou Huayang felt a little familiar, but didn't pay much attention.
After his eyes swept over Weng Honghong, he frowned slightly.
At any rate, I once had the experience of a knowledgeable and powerful man, and had access to many medicinal secrets of the Medicine God Peak.
I dare not say that he is the number one miracle doctor in China, but he can understand 70% to 80% of the physical condition of ordinary people at a glance.
He saw some special symptoms in Weng Honghong.
"Please come in."
Zhou Huayang raised his hand, and since he was here, it wouldn't hurt to have someone sit in the hall, have a cup of tea, and listen to their purpose.
"Chen Jing, just wait at the door."
The man with glasses next to Weng Honghong had just taken half a step when he was stopped by Weng Honghong.
"ah?
Oh well."
The man with glasses was a little reluctant, but he still agreed.
His attitude is not like that of an assistant, but more like a licking dog.
Zhou Huayang looked at him with pity and led Weng Honghong into the villa.
Just like the first time guest to Zhou's house, Weng Honghong was also amazed by the lofty decoration and numerous exquisite handicrafts in the villa.
She sat on the sofa, looked around, and touched the leather sofa handmade by foreign masters.
Even though she didn’t know the brand, she was quite sure that these sofas, tables and chairs were worth a lot of money!
"Miss Weng, right?
I think I heard Reporter Zhuo talking about you."
"Reporter Zhuo?
Zhuo Xiaohong?
Well, she and I are colleagues."
Seeing that the other party went straight to the topic, Weng Honghong had no choice but to give up the idea of using other topics to get closer to each other.
Zhou Huayang understood completely, "Is that just for the interview?
Ms. Weng was unable to change the TV station's decision, and she was unwilling to give Zhuo Xiaohong the opportunity.
"So you come to the door in person and want to get a chance?"
He said a few sentences to explain the twists and turns involved.
Her eyes were clear and clear, and Weng Honghong felt a sense of panic that was nowhere to be found.
"Well...it's not what you think."
Weng Honghong tried her best to stay calm.
Although things are a bit unexpected.
But after all, she has seen the world, and she is not speechless.
As everyone knows, her heartbeat, micro-expressions, and the information revealed cannot be hidden from Zhou Huayang at all.
"Oh, what's that like?"
"Reporter Zhuo just graduated this year. He is a newcomer to the TV station with too little qualifications and no experience in dealing with major interview projects.
“Even her photogenic temperament and appearance have flaws.
"Taili attaches great importance to you. If we want to perfectly present you, Luna Flower, to the public eye, an experienced and high-quality reporter is indispensable."
Weng Honghong looked sincere in her words.
Zhou Huayang couldn't laugh or cry, and shook his head, "Give the newcomers a chance. Looking at your performance and ability, Miss Weng, you have a bright future. There are other excellent projects waiting for you to take charge of."
"But...but I admire you very much, Mr. Zhou, your deeds are so shocking and fascinating.
"Whether it is the statue of a fairy or his outstanding character of helping the world and leading his hometown to become rich, I admire him all.
"As long as you agree, I will give up ten or hundreds of important projects without any hesitation."
Weng Honghong leaned out and leaned on the table.
In this posture, no matter how tight the clothes are, it will inevitably expose the coveted gaps.
What's more, she was still wearing a deep V dress.
She was charming and bit her lip, "As long as you are willing to agree, I will do whatever it takes."
Zhou Huayang leaned back a little, not only did he not show any lust, but on the contrary, he was a little disgusted.
"Well, women still have to keep themselves clean, otherwise they are prone to contracting some weird diseases."
"..." Weng Honghong was stunned.
It is normal for her beauty trap to fail. In her career as a journalist, she has also met three or two men with good behavior.
But they still showed some hesitation and struggle.
But it was the first time she encountered someone like Zhou Huayang, who immediately stayed away and even showed an expression of disgust.
Is his orientation abnormal?
What kind of weird disease is there to keep oneself clean?
Are you secretly humiliating yourself?
Weng Honghong looked at him in disbelief.
At this time, Zhu Bi came down from upstairs, carrying tea.
Her appearance and figure are simply the pinnacle of Western beauty. She is radiant and gorgeous! She even wears a maid outfit!
Rao Shi Weng Honghong glanced out of the corner of his eye, and immediately felt ashamed of himself.
Zhu Bi smiled lightly and respectfully, but with a hint of nobility and arrogance. She seemed to be polite to Weng Honghong, but in fact her eyes were full of contempt.
I can't make my master fall in love with you, how can you, a vulgar fan who only knows how to flirt, want to win his master's love and affection?
Zhu Bi placed the warm tea in front of Weng Honghong.
Then he gently kneaded Zhou Huayang's shoulders.
Sally also carried the fruit plate downstairs. She had a very similar appearance and figure, and the same polite but contemptuous expression. She walked up to Weng Honghong, put down the fruit plate, and said, "Guest, please use it slowly."
Then he stood behind Zhou Huayang, maintaining the posture of a maid, with his slender hands crossed in front of his lower abdomen.
Those two pairs of sapphire eyes glanced at Weng Honghong from time to time.
This made Weng Honghong feel more and more on pins and needles. She just felt that she was too ridiculous. She actually overestimated her abilities and wanted to seduce Zhou Huayang?
With these two stunningly beautiful twin maids, how could they think so highly of me?
"Forget it about the interview."
Zhou Huayang said lightly, "Try our tea and fruits."
"By the way, Miss Weng, I hope you will remember what I just said and go to the hospital for a check-up as soon as possible."
Once again, Weng Honghong had to seriously think about the meaning of this sentence.
Speaking of which, she did feel a little uncomfortable recently, and there was something wrong with herpes in a very private part.
Now that she heard Zhou Huayang emphasize it again and again, she who didn't care at first began to panic, and she vaguely understood what Zhou Huayang meant.
"Sorry...I, I still have something to do, so I won't disturb you."
Whether it was Zhou Huayang's indifference, disgust, or the twin maids' disdain, consciously or unconsciously, Weng Honghong could no longer stay here.
So, without even drinking tea, I stood up and left.
"I'll send you off."
Zhu Bi took her time and followed Weng Honghong who left in embarrassment.
She didn't return to the living room until she watched her get in the car and leave.
Sally was already sitting sideways, looking pitiful.
Zhou Huayang was dumbfounded, "You two are really... this is not good for strangers."
"Master, are you embarrassed to talk to us?
Do you think it's appropriate to send someone to see a doctor after we just met, and secretly say that someone doesn't love themselves?"