"There's nothing to know about this old man. If you really want to know, I can tell you."
In fact, for He Chaozhi, is the relationship between Song Lan and the old man good? It has no impact on him at all. Anyway, it will be the two of them who will be together in the future, and they will not be with the old man.
However, it was rare for Song Lan to have such a heart. He Chaozhi had always been dazzled by happiness, so he unpreparedly told Song Lan all about the old man's preferences.
"His preferences are actually similar to what everyone found out, but he is just a little more extreme in life."
After listening to He Chaozhi's words, Song Lan's understanding of He Mingzhuan deepened. Seeing that the day of the interview was coming, Song Lan became busy again.
Every time Song Lan was busy with a big interview, there would always be a few days when he didn't want to talk to He Chaozhi, and He Chaozhi would have some small emotions every time at this time.
"When you were not the editor-in-chief, you only had so many interviews. Why do you still have so many interviews now that you are the editor-in-chief? Is there no one else in your company?"
Listening to He Chaozhi's childish complaints, Song Lan smiled helplessly.
"There are some interviews that they can't handle. Besides, as a chief editor, if I don't play a good leading role for them, how can the people below be convinced?"
From Song Lan's ordinary words, He Chaozhi captured a hint of something unusual.
While Song Lan and others were preparing the interview script, He Chaozhi also came to the study and called his subordinates.
"Go and check Madam's company recently. Is there anyone who dares to disrespect Madam?"
He Chaozhi soon received feedback. Although Song Lan has now become the chief editor, some people were working under the hand cream before.
Facing Song Lan's ascendancy, they were somewhat dissatisfied, so they often made mistakes when handing over work. Song Lan knew the reason for their doing so, so he simply turned a blind eye.
"Go and warn these people. If they still can't see the situation clearly, let them find another place."
If it weren't for Song Lan's sake, He Chaozhi would be too lazy to take care of this company. However, thinking that this newspaper is the hard work of He Chaozhi's father, and knowing the importance of this company to Song Lan, he would silently help Song Lan behind the scenes.
While preparing the interview script, she received a long-awaited phone call. When she saw her aunt's note, Song Lan was pleasantly surprised.
"aunt."
After answering the phone, Song Lan obediently called her aunt, then the other end of the phone sighed.
"Lan Lan, what aunt said before is indeed a bit harsh, but aunt is also doing it for your own good. Think about your father lying on the bed, how can you really lie beside that man with peace of mind?"
Song Lan originally thought that her aunt's call this time meant that her attitude towards her and He Chaozhi had changed, but she didn't expect that her aunt's ultimate goal was to make her hate He Chaozhi.
"Auntie, I will never forget the past, but it is the past after all. I know you are very disappointed with me in this matter, but He Chaozhi is innocent."
Song Lan really didn't know how she should tell her aunt about this matter. The two of them were immersed in pain before. They hated the He family, but what did they gain?
It's just tearing the wound that was about to heal over and over again, displaying it naked in front of everyone, and then healing and tearing it again.
Now Song Lan has fallen in love with He Chaozhi, and He Chaozhi also loves Song Lan. It is the love between them that makes Song Lan understand that there is not only hatred in this world, but also wounds can be healed, and love can heal pain.
That's why Song Lan took He Chaozhi to meet his aunt, hoping to convince her aunt to put aside the grudges of the past and live a good life. What's more, her aunt now has a new boyfriend, and Song Lan is also very happy.
This time, my aunt did not get angry as expected, but listened to Song Lan very patiently.
"Lanlan, my aunt can understand your current mood. You must be reluctant to fall in love with a man for the first time. My aunt is not forcing you now. She just pities your father. When you lose your own consciousness, you also lose your own.
daughter."
After hanging up the phone, Song Lan was immersed in sadness. Her aunt did not get angry this time, but it also made Song Lan feel unprecedented pressure.
Song Lan always felt that her aunt seemed to particularly hope that she could turn against He Chaozhi. Even though she knew the reason, she still felt that her aunt was too persistent and even gave people a sick feeling.
The pressure from work and family made Song Lan overwhelmed, but life had to go on.
Song Lan didn't want to take care of her aunt for the time being. Song Lan made an appointment with He Chaozhi's father the next day, but the other party didn't look good on Song Lan.
"What happened? You finally figured it out?"
"Mr. He, there are some things that it would be better for us to talk about in person."
When she hung up the phone, Song Lan heard disdainful laughter coming from the other side, as if he was mocking her, and finally gave in to him.
The two made an appointment at a teahouse. Although He Mingchuan was not very old and usually had no scruples, he drank tea to maintain his health.
"I can't tell that you like drinking tea at such a young age."
"I don't like drinking tea, but drinking tea is good for your health."
Just like Song Lan now, although she doesn't like the congratulatory story opposite her, this is her job.
The two of them had already froze before they started talking about the work atmosphere.
"Mr. He, I asked you out today not for personal matters, but for official matters."
He Mingchuan's hand holding the tea paused, then he took a sip and gave his own evaluation.
"This place is a good place and the tea is good, but the timing was wrong and this good tea was wasted."
It seems that the other party is not planning to cooperate with him, but it doesn't matter, Song Lan is also prepared.
"Mr. He, I know that it is not appropriate to discuss this matter based on our current relationship, but there is no way. This is my job. Of course, this is also an opportunity to restore your image."
As soon as he heard the word "image", anger appeared on He Mingchuan's face. A little girl dared to use the word "image" to suppress him.
"I'm already at this age and have taken a backseat. Whether my image is good or bad is not that important anymore, don't you think?"
"If it is placed on other people, of course there is no problem, but if this matter is placed on the He family, which has a big family and a big business, then of course there will be a problem."
Song Lan also imitated the other party's smile and took a sip of tea.
"I don't know much about tea, but I feel that this tea is smooth to drink. It's good tea!"
