Compared to Song Lan's absent-mindedness, He Xiaoya was really happy.
"That's great, Sister Lan, we can go to KEO to study together. That's KEO, a big magazine that I always dreamed of going to."
After saying that, He Xiaoya quickly covered her mouth: "It was the first time, but now I just want to carry forward KEO with you, Sister Lan!"
Song Lan smiled helplessly: "Go and pack your things quickly, I don't know what's going on with MC yet."
MC's family has a big business and a complicated staff structure, so she doesn't dare to have too high expectations.
The next day, the two came to MC.
As soon as they entered the door, Song Lan and He Xiaoya were warmly welcomed by MC employees.
"It turns out you are Song Lan. I'm so glad to meet you. I've admired your name for a long time!"
"Song Lan, I can accept your interview. It's sharp and yet warm. It's great to meet you."
"Song Lan, can you teach me how to conduct your interview?"
A group of people were chattering around Song Lan. Although He Xiaoya next to her was ignored, she was smiling and didn't care at all.
In He Xiaoya's heart, Sister Lan is the best reporter in the world and should be surrounded by everyone.
Song Lan thanked them awkwardly but politely, and was then taken to the president's office.
Han Zicheng received them personally: "Song Lan, this is your office, right next to mine. If you need anything, you can come to me directly."
Song Lan was surprised: "It still doesn't work. I'll just go to the public area to work."
"How can this be done?" Han Zicheng's voice was as mellow as warm tea, "After all, you are the vice president of KEO, and your status is different. If you are allowed to work in a public area, it would mean that our MC lacks courtesy."
Song Lan felt that what Han Zicheng said was reasonable, so she had no choice but to move into this large and luxurious office.
After a while, Fang Xueqi walked in.
Fang Xueqi, who returned to MC, became the director of the fashion department again. She was full of energy. As soon as she saw Song Lan, she walked up to her affectionately.
Song Lan thought she was going to make trouble, but unexpectedly Fang Xueqi covered her mouth and started to giggle. She didn't know what a good friend the two of them were.
"Song Lan, you're finally here. I didn't study at KEO before, so I shouldn't cause you any trouble. I've thought about it, and I promise to change my ways in the future and never embarrass you again. I also admire your business
Those who are capable, let’s get along well in the future, eh?”
Fang Xueqi stretched out her hand generously and tilted her head to look at Song Lan expectantly.
Song Lan was silent for a moment.
Although I can't figure out why Fang Xueqi suddenly became like this, this is MC, someone else's territory.
She can't take Joe.
"Okay, I'm looking forward to your performance." Song Lan shook hands with her and smiled politely but distantly.
She is not a three-year-old child and can be deceived by a piece of candy.
After the greetings, Han Zicheng took her to see the interview environment.
Arriving at the interview booth, Song Lan sighed for a while.
As expected of a large company, KEO only has two interview booths, but MC has more than a dozen, including this department and type.
You know, the equipment in an interview studio is expensive to millions. With such financial resources, it is no wonder that MC has been firmly ranked first in the industry and has not declined for many years.
And Song Lan actually somewhat understands why Fang Xueqi doesn't like KEO anymore.
Seeing Song Lan writing furiously in his small notebook, Han Zicheng smiled and said: "Is there so much to write about? The difference between KEO and MC is not that big, right?"
"..." Song Lan smiled awkwardly but politely, "Probably."
"What are you doing? Do you know how to serve others!?"
Not far from them, a woman's sharp roar suddenly came.
Han Zicheng and Song Lan looked at each other and stepped forward quickly.
"What's going on?" Han Zicheng looked at the group of people in the interview booth and asked in a deep voice.
Song Lan also unexpectedly saw an acquaintance.
——Song Vera.
Vera Song just finished slapping the intern and threw her hands away tiredly, not paying attention to Han Zicheng's arrival.
"Mr. Han, how do you teach interns that you can burn me even if you pour me a cup of tea? If this burns my skin and causes me to lose business, how will you compensate me?"
Next to Vera Song, a thin intern was lowering his head and crying.
There is an obvious red mark on the cheek.
Han Zicheng's eyes suddenly sank when he saw that the intern was injured.
Vera Song was the first to speak, and challenged Song Lan: "Song Lan, I didn't expect you to be here. Is it because you can't stay in your shabby little company KEO and come to MC to make a living?"
Song Lan was just passing by and didn't understand why Vera Song suddenly made things difficult for her.
"Ms. Song, you've been shot. The smell of gunpowder is so strong, why should I recruit you?"
A clear trace of hatred flashed across Vera Song's delicately made-up face.
"You still dare to say that it's all because of you. Now I have become the 18th line. I have lost most of my original business and lost a lot of money. No one asks me to take pictures anymore. Why are you pretending to be stupid? You have been stealing at home for a long time.
Are you laughing?"
Song Lan was even more confused.
After Shen Yingxue left, Song Lan never paid attention to Vera Song again.
She had no idea what happened to Vera Song.
But Vera Song was right about one thing.
If he knew how miserable Vera Song had been recently, Song Lan would definitely laugh out loud.
"Sorry Miss Song, I think you have a bit of a misunderstanding about your reputation. You are not that popular. I don't care whether you have a job or whether you are on the 18th line."
After Song Lan finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to leave.
She didn't want to get into trouble on her first day at MC.
"Song Lan, what are you talking about? Stop right there!"
Vera Song's anger welled up in her heart. She grabbed Song Lan's shoulders angrily, stretched out her hand and slapped Song Lan on her fair and clear face.
Song Lan couldn't hide and was about to be beaten. Han Zicheng rushed up to protect her behind him.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap fell on Han Zicheng's right cheek.
The surroundings were completely quiet. Everyone, including Vera Song, looked at Han Zicheng's face with fearful expressions of five fingerprints...
"Security, get this crazy woman out of here, right now!"
After being slapped by a woman, even Han Zicheng, who was usually calm and gentle, changed his expression.
Security was called, and Vera Song and her assistant were packed up and thrown out of MC.
"Zicheng, are you okay?" Song Lan raised her head in shock, and when she saw the fingerprints on Han Zicheng's face, she took a deep breath.
This Vera Song... was beaten really hard.
Han Zicheng shook his head and said coldly to the employee who was filming next to him: "Did the process just now be filmed?"
"It was filmed, Mr. Han."
"Very good, take a photo and post it online, contact major reporters, and expose it directly, so you don't have to save face for her."
Vera Song has been relegated to the 18th tier, and the fact that MC can interview her is enough to give her face.
It was Vera Song who didn't know how to cherish it and ruined this rare opportunity.
Then don't blame him, Han Zicheng, for being ruthless.
