She was still planning how to go up, but she didn't expect that she would achieve her wish so quickly.
"Thank you, President, I will continue to work hard!"
Song Lan bowed deeply, a sweet smile blooming from her lips.
She is now the vice president, one step away from the position of president.
Soon, soon, she can help her father get KEO back.
The Song family will soon have one less regret and shame.
Song Lan looked at the place under Lin Xiao's body, his eyebrows curved, and his smile became sweeter.
In the evening, Song Lan grabbed the bonus he had just received and took He Chaozhi to a celebration banquet.
He Chaozhi also just heard that Song Lan was promoted, and there was no lack of appreciation in his eyes.
Although KEO is not as big as MC, Song Lan was promoted to president at a young age, which shows his ability.
"It seems that I have a really good vision and picked a potential stock."
Song Lan gave him an angry look, her face turned red and she smiled broadly.
"It's obviously my own hard work, okay!"
She booked a Western restaurant and generously ordered all the signature dishes.
"I earned this money myself, not for you. You can eat it freely. I have plenty of money today!"
To celebrate, she even ordered a bottle of Lafite worth 30,000 yuan.
The fragrant red wine slid into the goblet. Song Lan's bright eyes were like stars, and the pear dimples at the corners of her mouth seemed to be soaked in honey. He Chaozhi felt a little itchy just looking at it.
This was the first time in Mr. He's life that he was invited to dinner by a woman, but she was so cute that she opened her belly and ate generously.
He Chaozhi couldn't help but raise his thin lips, pinched the soft flesh on Song Lan's cheek with evil intentions, and pinched it.
"You're so arrogant just after you became the vice president. When you become the president, do you plan to support me?"
Song Lan's curved red lips were dyed red by the wine, "If Mr. He is willing to condescend to be my male companion, it's okay if I spend more money?"
"Song Lan." He Chaozhi smiled angrily, but he still couldn't bear to touch her.
"I am becoming more courageous."
He actually dared to make fun of him.
The two people were talking when a clear male voice came out in surprise.
"Song Lan, is that you?"
Song Lan was stunned, raised his head, and saw Qin Haifeng standing not far away, "Haifeng?"
"It's really you, you're here to eat too?" Qin Haifeng smiled and said hello to He Chaozhi, calling him Master He respectfully, but his eyes remained on Song Lan.
Song Lan and Qin Haifeng had a good relationship, and the two quickly started chatting.
Instead, He Chaozhi was left alone.
He Chaozhi sipped the red wine and felt a little unhappy.
But because Song Lan said before, she needs to have her own space.
He Chaozhi suppressed his anger and stared at Qin Haifeng coldly, intending to repel him with his eyes.
"I still have friends to entertain. I won't talk anymore. My dad's new drama will be aired soon. I'll contact you then for an interview. Goodbye." Qin Haifeng was finally stared at by He Chaozhi and broke into a cold sweat. He consciously interrupted the chat and pretended
He waved and left.
Song Lan still felt like she hadn't talked enough.
Seeing that her eyes were still following Qin Haifeng's figure, He Chaozhi suddenly became jealous and impatiently turned the silver meat-cutting knife on his fingertips.
"This Qin Haifeng is good-looking and has the ability to seduce women."
Song Lan was startled, and when he turned around, he saw He Chaozhi staring at him with dissatisfaction on his face.
The sourness is almost choking to death.
She couldn't help but smile, "What? He Chaozhi, are you a male green tea? Why do you speak in a weird accent?"
Seeing that she was still laughing, He Chaozhi became even more jealous.
He walked over and sat next to her, grabbed Song Lan's waist with his big palm, and declared his sovereignty.
"Don't forget who is in front of you, Song Lan. It was you who invited me to dinner today, not me who begged you."
He Chaozhi's arrogant habit showed up again, Song Lan rubbed his forehead, picked up a piece of tender and juicy beef rib and stuffed it into his mouth.
Her voice is soft and gentle, like coaxing a child.
"Okay, okay, I won't look at him anymore, let me look at you, okay?"
Three days later.
After going home after dinner that day, Song Lan contacted Qin Haifeng and made an appointment to interview director Qin Sheng for his new drama today.
She followed Qin Sheng's assistant to the set. As soon as she stepped in, she heard Qin Sheng being very angry and sternly teaching an actor.
"Look at what you are playing. The emotion capture is completely wrong. I asked you to figure out the role. Have you figured it out? If an actor has no faith, he might as well go home and beg for food!"
Song Lan stood nearby and did not step forward rashly.
Qin Sheng will be 70 years old next year, but he didn't expect that his body and bones are still so strong.
Not only can he curse people with great energy, but he can also jump up and down to demonstrate moves to the actors.
Song Lan lamented that it was no wonder Qin Sheng could win so many awards. With such love and perseverance, how could he not succeed?
After Qin Sheng scolded the actor, he was very angry.
Turn around and grab a thermos cup to drink hot water.
The assistant walked up and said that Song Lan was here. Only then did Qin Sheng find Song Lan standing not far away.
She stood in front of the studio door, her figure cold and polite.
Seeing Qin Sheng looking at her, she nodded in a friendly manner, "Director Qin, we meet again."
Qin Sheng's brows relaxed slightly.
He likes polite and measured people, and Song Lan is obviously such a person.
"Reporter Song is here. I heard that you were promoted to vice president not long ago? You are really young and promising. Congratulations. Let's go to the lounge for an interview." Qin Sheng came over with a smile and took Song Lan to the lounge.
Song Lan readily agreed.
With the cooperation of both parties, the interview ended quickly.
While collecting things, Song Lan suggested to Qin Sheng softly, "Director Qin, it's rare for me to come to the set. Can you let me walk around here? I want to collect some materials."
Qin Sheng had a good impression of her. He waved his hand and said, "You can take pictures if you want."
"Then thank you, Director Qin."
After Song Lan packed up her things, she grabbed her camera and started spinning it around.
Everything on the set was new to her. She raised her camera and was about to take a picture of the scenery when suddenly a figure rushed over, knocked her camera down and stepped on it.
"Who allowed you to enter the set and shoot casually? It disturbed our sister Huaqing and you made it worse! Where is the security guard? Why didn't the security guard take care of it? Someone secretly filmed our sister Huaqing!"
An arrogant young man stepped on Song Lan's camera several times until the camera broke into pieces, and then walked towards a woman in white costume not far away.
The woman looked delicate and a little familiar. Song Lan recognized her as Su Huaqing, the female lead in Qin Sheng's drama, who was quite popular recently.
The man who stepped on her camera enthusiastically fanned Su Huaqing and said proudly.
"Sister Hua Qing, I will crush the camera under your feet. I guarantee that she will never be able to take a picture of you again. Don't worry!"
Su Huaqing hummed slightly and raised her small chin proudly.
When his eyes passed over Song Lan's face, a trace of jealousy appeared.
"Isasaeng fans are so disgusting. I told you not to be photographed, and you want to join me in the group. If you happen to follow me next time, I will call the police and arrest you!"
