She really couldn't give Shen Yingxue too many expectations.
A straw bag is a straw bag and can't do even the smallest things well.
Seeing Song Lan speaking so confidently, Du Qin laughed angrily.
"It's just you? I think you won't be able to hold on to your position as deputy director sooner or later. Wouldn't it be better if you stop showing off and give up your position as soon as possible?"
Song Lan ignored her, but He Xiaoya was so angry that she whispered to help.
"Sister Lan has always been number one in performance since she joined the company, and her qualifications are equivalent to Shen Yingxue's. She can handle any interviews. There is no one in the entire magazine who is more suitable to be the deputy director than her!"
Du Qin's eyes sharpened, she pointed at He Xiaoya and cursed loudly.
"Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here?"
"Okay Xiaoya, go back to work, I'm here."
Song Lan turned around, blocked Du Qin's insults at He Xiaoya, comforted her a few words, and sent her back to her workstation.
Then, under Du Qin's sarcastic gaze, he returned to his office to sort out the interview transcript.
Before the interview assignment was assigned to Shen Yingxue, she wrote an interview script herself in case of emergency.
I thought it wouldn't be used, but I didn't expect it to be used.
Song Lan was grateful for his caution and foresight.
In the afternoon, Song Lan came to visit with the interview script.
This writer is called Su Rui. He writes suspense novels. He has become somewhat famous in recent years, but he lacks a popular masterpiece.
Shen Yingxue looked down upon him because of this.
Su Rui opened the door, but did not invite Song Lan into the room. He said in a calm tone, "Miss Song, I am just an ordinary writer, barely making a living. Your reporter Shen's words this morning reminded me that a person like me, It’s not worthy of you visiting me again and again for interviews.”
"Mr. Su, it was our staff who did things poorly and hurt you with her bad words. I would like to express my sincere apology to you on her behalf."
Song Lan bowed neatly and asked seriously, "Our magazine is really optimistic about your work and believes that you will definitely have a place in the literary world in the future, so we decided to interview you. Please don't talk to a staff member." Care, we are very much looking forward to understanding your inner world through the interview."
Song Lan speaks loudly and sharply.
Su Rui couldn't help but take another look at her, thinking that if Song Lan came to interview this morning, they would probably have a pleasant cooperation.
Just now...
Su Rui shook his head, thinking about the unpleasant words Shen Yingxue said to him that morning, feeling depressed in his heart.
"It still doesn't work. My novel is not worthy of being interviewed by your magazine. Miss Song, please take it back."
As he was talking, the sound of a little girl crying suddenly came from the room.
"I don't want it, I don't want it, I don't want this, I want a doll, my neighbor Qiuqiu's mother bought it for her, why don't you buy it for me!"
Song Lan looked inside and saw a little girl about five years old throwing a tantrum and throwing things.
Su Rui said helplessly, "Sorry, this is my daughter Su Li. She has been spoiled since she was a child and has a bad temper."
"It's okay." Song Lan expressed understanding.
As a child, he is at this restless and naive age.
Su Rui ran back to Su Li, "Lily, didn't dad buy it for you last time? If you don't cherish it yourself, it will be ruined. If you continue to buy it for you, it will only be a waste."
"No, no, no, I want a doll!" Su Li cried loudly at the top of her lungs.
Su Rui was at a loss what to do with this delicate little daughter. Just when she didn't know what to do, Song Lan took a step forward.
There was a brand new doll in her hand, and she handed it to Su Li with a smile.
"Lily, it's not that dad didn't buy it for you, it's because he wanted to give you a surprise, so he gave it to aunt for safekeeping. I'll give it to you now. Lily, please stop crying, okay?"
Song Lan bought the latest doll on the market, which is popular among little girls. It is beautiful and flexible.
Su Li stopped crying all of a sudden, ran over and took the doll and laughed.
"What a beautiful doll, thank you auntie, thank you daddy!"
Su Rui looked at Song Lan in surprise, wondering where she had conjured the doll.
Song Lan patted Su Li's little head and said gently, "Lily, Auntie just saw you throwing the broken dolls on the ground, and you tore their hair. This is not good."
Su Li was still at an ignorant age, so she simply raised her head and asked, "Why not?"
"When Lily's mother was combing Lily's hair, would it hurt if she accidentally pulled her hair?"
Su Li nodded.
"Then if Lily accidentally falls and falls to the ground, will it hurt?"
Su Li shrank and nodded.
"That's right." Song Lan squatted down patiently and coaxed Su Li, "Dolls will hurt if you treat them like this. Do you think they are so beautiful? If you really like them, shouldn't you treat them with care?
Instead of hitting them whenever they want and pulling them whenever they want, how pitiful the dolls are, they don’t have parents to coax them, right?”
Su Li fell silent under Song Lan's gentle tone. She realized her mistake and hugged the new baby tightly.
"Auntie, it was Lily who was wrong. Lily will definitely cherish the new baby."
"Lily is so good."
The little girl happily played with the doll.
Song Lan stood up but never stepped foot into Su Rui's house.
Su Rui looked at her with complicated eyes and said, "Ms. Song is worthy of being the deputy director. She has indeed done a lot of homework and found out all about our family's preferences."
He guessed that Song Lan specially bought this doll as a gift to Su Li in order to suit her needs.
It came in handy when Su Li lost her temper.
Song Lan did not hide anything and said with a blunt smile, "Since you are asking for something, of course you have to be careful. In addition to the gift for your daughter, I also brought you a set of out-of-print books and perfume for your wife.
Please accept it as KEO's apology to you."
With such a sincere attitude, Su Rui could no longer drive Song Lan out.
He held the set of out-of-print books that he had wanted for a long time and sighed, "...Forget it, Miss Song, please come in."
Two hours later, Song Lan ended Su Rui's interview and returned to the magazine.
She put the interview transcripts of Su Rui on the table and went to Du Qin's director's office.
Behind him, Shen Yingxue ran over furtively.
"I heard that you have finished the interview with Su Rui? Where is the interview transcript? Let me take a look." Du Qin still didn't look good on Song Lan.
Song Lan was not angry, "I'll get it for you."
When she returned to the office, she found that the interview script on the table was missing.
Song Lan searched the entire office and found nothing...
Inside the director's office.
Du Qin knocked on the table and sneered sharply, "Song Lan, do you think I am so easy to fool when I am a three-year-old child? You keep saying that you can handle Su Rui, and then you pretend to go out and come back, but in the end you can't even hand in the interview script.
