She quietly looked at Qin's mother's profile. She was truly an unbeatable beauty. It turned out that Qin Haifeng inherited most of his appearance from his mother.
"Auntie, I'm sorry for bothering you for so long. I think I'm feeling better now and it's time to leave."
"Hey, you kid, why are you so stubborn?"
Qin's mother disapproved of Song Lan who was trying to get up, pushed her back to the bed, and said seriously: "You haven't recovered yet, and your IV hasn't been finished yet. It's very dangerous to go anywhere alone. If Hai Feng hadn't told you that you definitely don't want to
Go to the hospital, I plan to call an ambulance."
She picked up the hot porridge and fed it to Song Lan's lips.
The white mist was steaming, and Mother Qin's gentle and beautiful eyes gave Song Lan a motherly feeling.
The corners of Song Lan's eyes were moistened unconsciously.
"Why are you standing there so stupidly? Eat quickly. I think you've had gastric surgery and you can only eat liquid food for the time being. When you recover in a few days, I'll give you some good supplements."
Qin's mother said as she fed the porridge into Song Lan's mouth.
Song Lan sipped the fragrant, soft and glutinous porridge and said shyly: "No, auntie, I will leave as soon as I get well. I won't drag you down."
Qin's mother smiled with crooked eyes, and wiped the corners of her mouth with a little distress.
"You kid, why are you always afraid of troublesome people? You are still the first girl that Haifeng has brought back. I shouldn't drive you away for both reasons and reasons. Just stay here with peace of mind. Haifeng goes to work.
, if he comes back and sees that you are not there, he might think that I did not entertain you well."
Qin's mother's words made Song Lan gradually let go of his guard.
She has never been so favored and cared for since she was a child, so she is inevitably a little flattered.
After finishing the hot porridge, Qin's mother asked her to have a good rest, then she took her to the door and left.
Song Lan fell into a deep sleep and woke up the next morning.
Song Lan's face suddenly turned red when he thought that he had slept for so long.
This is too rude for a foreign guest to sleep in the dark at Qin Haifeng's house.
She quickly got up and put on her shoes, planning to go out and say hello.
When I got up, the wound was no longer so painful.
Song Lan lifted up her clothes and took a look, and found that the gauze on the wound had been replaced and disinfected and cleaned with potions. It must have been done by Qin's mother.
Thinking of this, Song Lan's cold heart felt a surge of warmth.
She walked along the stairs to the restaurant. Qin's mother was very happy when she saw Song Lan coming down. She quickly patted Qin Sheng and said, "Old Qin, Song Lan is awake."
Director Qin Sheng shook the newspaper, raised his head and looked at Song Lan gently, waving to her.
"Song Lan, are you feeling better? If you feel better, come down and have breakfast together. Hai Feng has a schedule in the morning, so he has to go out and be busy. Before he leaves, he told us to take good care of you."
Living in someone else's house and having to be taken care of by someone else's parents made Song Lan extremely ashamed.
She gently pulled up the chair and sat down. Qin's mother served the hot pigeon soup and said with a smile: "I made it especially for you. It has been boiling for four hours. Eat it while it's hot."
Song Lan rarely eats greasy meat in the morning. She is busy with work and rarely even eats breakfast, otherwise she would not suffer from such serious stomach problems.
But Qin Mu's soup was filled with fresh fruits and vegetables, as well as red dates, wolfberry, and wild ginseng, which diluted the meaty taste and made the soup clear and sweet.
Song Lan couldn't help it, so she drank two more bowls.
Seeing her appetite, Qin Sheng and his wife looked at each other and smiled.
After breakfast, Qin Sheng called Song Lan to the study: "Don't be nervous. We have all heard about your matter. We are very sorry. You are a good reporter. As for the matter between you and Mr. He... I can't comment on it."
Comment. What are your plans next and where will you work?”
Song Lan stayed at Qin's house for two days, and her flesh became rosy and healthy.
She was very grateful to the Qin family. She put her hands softly on her knees and said seriously and sincerely: "I'm not afraid of making fun of you. Now in the entire journalistic community, no newspaper society accepts me. I used to only work part-time in a bakery."
, to make a living, but I won’t give up. If I keep looking, there will always be a way out. But don’t worry, I won’t stay in the Qin family for too long and cause you trouble. "
Qin Sheng waved his hand and said helplessly: "How can I be so stingy? If Haifeng's friend stays here for a few days, I will kick you out. How can you be a director? Thanks to your interview, my new drama has become very popular.
Zeng, you have helped me a lot, this is what I give you back, don't be too formal."
Qin Sheng calmly took out a business card from the drawer and handed it to Song Lan.
"I have a friend who runs a magazine. If you haven't given up on this business yet, give it a try."
Song Lan was stunned.
She took the business card with trembling hands and was overjoyed when she saw the two words on it.
Fanyue Magazine is a long-established magazine specializing in the entertainment industry.
Although it is not as popular as MC, it is still a very powerful newspaper.
Song Lan didn't expect Qin Sheng to be willing to provide him with such a great opportunity, so he stood up gratefully.
"Thank you, Director Qin, thank you very much!"
"There's nothing to thank you for, and I can't bear to see a talent like you buried. But first, I won't give you a backdoor. I will only let Fanyue Magazine interview you without any prejudice. Can you pass the interview?"
, it depends on your own ability."
"I understand, thank you, Director Qin, thank you!"
Song Lan was so excited. Holding her precious business card, she wished she could go to Fanyue for an interview now.
It was Qin's mother who pulled her back and told her that her current body was not suitable and she would need to be nursed for another two days.
Especially Fanyue's interview was three days later, so it would be useless to go early.
So Song Lan spent three days preparing for the interview. With Mother Qin's considerate care and dietary supplements, Song Lan came to Fanyue Magazine with a completely new look.
"Are you Song Lan?"
The staff member who greeted her had a complicated look on her face. It was obvious that she had heard about the past between her and He Chaozhi.
Song Lan pursed her lips and lowered her long eyelashes calmly: "It's me."
"Come in, our President Jiang has given instructions to allow you to enter the final round of interviews."
The staff didn't say anything and brought Song Lan to the interview room.
Song Lan was well-prepared and had excellent professional skills, which won unanimous praise from the interviewers and was directly admitted on the spot.
Song Lan seemed to be hit in the head by a surprise. She walked out of the interview room with a bright smile and met the staff member who brought her in again.
The other party obviously didn't expect that she was so good and she passed the interview in just one try. She held her coffee and laughed lightly.
"Don't be too happy. Once you pass the interview, you will only be an intern. You will not become a full-time employee directly."
Song Lan passed her by and didn't want to pay attention to her sarcasm.
After thinking about it, I walked back.
Her eyebrows were slightly raised, her overly white face was three points better than snow, and her eyes shone with a gentle and wise light.
"Everyone comes from interns, and capable people will naturally stay. I heard that Fanyue is very strict in selecting talents. Even full-time employees will face the risk of being dismissed every year... So even if they are full-time employees now,
