If the Song family hadn't collapsed, the company hadn't been sold, and my father hadn't been in a coma and not recovered for more than ten years...
Song Lan could have freely chosen his own destination like countless others.
But since she was very young, she knew that she must be a reporter.
In order to fulfill my father's wish, in order to regain KEO.
Just like Song Zi asked her to take revenge on Jiang Yurong and kill He Chaozhi.
Seeing that Song Lan didn't speak for a long time, Qin Haifeng stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her.
"Song Lan, Song Lan? What are you thinking about!"
"Sorry, I lost my temper."
Song Lan came back to her senses and quickly smiled professionally. Her soft voice sounded very appropriate and natural.
"The interview is over. Thank you Mr. Qin for your cooperation. I look forward to our next cooperation."
"Forget it next time, just add WeChat now."
Qin Haifeng said cheerfully. He took out his mobile phone, opened the QR code and said with a smile, "Scan me."
Song Lan was stunned for a moment, stunned by Qin Haifeng's enthusiasm.
Qin Haifeng explained, "Although I know you are interviewing me for my dad, I really appreciate your character. If you don't mind, we can be friends. If you need anything in the future, I can help. I
I won’t refuse.”
Song Lan became more and more shocked.
Is this Qin Haifeng... still the cool guy rumored to be outside?
Why, why are you so enthusiastic?
Song Lan reminded tactfully, "Aren't you afraid that I would become your friend? Do you have ulterior motives?"
Qin Haifeng burst into laughter, his handsome face full of the carefreeness of a young man.
"Just use it. Being used by a friend is better than being used by a stranger, right? Money can't buy it. I'm happy, so don't hesitate!"
Song Lan looked at him blankly, lowered her eyes and chuckled.
"Okay, then I'm welcome, Mr. Qin~"
Manager Sister Ming came back and told Song Lan that the company had reviewed Song Lan's interview and thought it was very good.
"Thank you for helping us out this time and for giving such a good interview. Our team will keep it in mind."
Sister Ming and Qin Haifeng sent Song Lan out. Qin Haifeng waved enthusiastically, his expression still cool.
"Come here often. If you have an interview next time, you can come see me."
Song Lan was amused by him, and she lightly curled her lips, smiling charmingly.
"You're welcome. Goodbye then."
She got into the car, turned around and drove towards the magazine office under the watchful eyes of Sister Ming and Qin Haifeng.
After leaving Qin Haifeng's studio, you need to pass through a small road.
Song Lan was driving, and suddenly she noticed a van following her in the rearview mirror.
She was alert and deliberately took a few detours, but the van was still there.
"They really are following me..." Song Lan muttered and sighed lightly.
That's what it's like to be a reporter, it's easy to attract attention and be followed.
But the interviews she has been receiving lately have been entertainment interviews, so she shouldn't be seeking revenge, right?
Could it be Joey——
No, no, Song Lan shook his head hard.
Joey doesn't have this ability.
The van chased him tighter and tighter. Song Lan nervously stepped on the accelerator and rushed towards the crowded downtown.
Seeing the crowds of people and the traffic police, Song Lan took a breath.
Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw that the van was still following me...but not as closely.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Lan quickly called He Chaozhi.
"He Chaozhi, answer the phone..."
I called again and again, but He Chaozhi didn't answer.
Song Lan could only bite her lips and quickly circle around the streets and alleys of the busy city.
Finally got rid of the van!
"call--"
Song Lan sat back in the chair covered in cold sweat and gasped.
I hope that group of people won't show up again.
She drove the car downstairs of the magazine office. There was no one nearby at the moment, and the security guard was also taking a nap.
Song Lan got out of the car and was about to tell the security guard to pay attention to outsiders, but someone covered his mouth.
"Uh-huh!!"
Song Lan's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned around to see who that person was. A sack fell down, and everything went dark.
The security guard woke up after hearing the noise.
He yawned and looked outside the door blankly.
Empty as one person.
"Strange, I seemed to hear something just now. Did you hear it wrong?"
The security guard scratched his head strangely and muttered.
On the other side, He Group.
After He Chaozhi adjourned the meeting and walked out of the conference room, his secretary Zhou Qu immediately reminded him.
"Mr. He, your mobile phone has been receiving calls during the meeting just now."
He Chaozhi said nothing, took out his cell phone and glanced at it, seeing that it was all from Song Lan.
Song Lan...
He Chaozhi frowned and turned his head up and down.
The time was half an hour ago, and Song Lan hit five in total.
She has a weak temperament and rarely takes the initiative to contact He Chaozhi. It is even rarer to make five calls at once. Most of them are urgent.
He Chaozhi handed the document to Zhou Qu, made a phone call, and walked back to the office.
No one answered the first shot, so He Chaozhi shot it again.
This time it was answered quickly, and a rough male voice came out lazily.
"Hey, who?"
He Chaozhi thought he made a mistake.
He lowered his eyes in surprise, and after confirming that this was the call to Song Lan, his face darkened slightly.
"Who are you, from Song Lan?"
"You're talking about that woman Song Lan." The man on the other end of the phone suddenly laughed loudly and said in an ambiguous tone, "She, she's on my bed now."
"——What did you say!?" He Chaozhi suddenly stopped and his face changed visibly.
Before he could enter the office, all the secretaries in the secretarial department saw that their president's expression suddenly turned livid.
They looked at each other in shock, not knowing what had happened.
The man on the other end of the phone still said confidently, "Why are you so angry? Are you also Song Lan's mistress? She is weak and fell asleep within two seconds. What do you want to do with her? Are you in a hurry?
, how about I ask her to get up now and call you back?"
He Chaozhi clenched his big palms tightly, and the phone made an overwhelming sound when it was held on his fingertips.
He put down the phone with a horrified look in his eyes, and without waiting for the man to provoke him again, he decisively turned off the phone.
Zhou Qu didn't know what happened, so he stepped forward and asked, "Mr. He, what's wrong..."
He Chaozhi entered the office without looking back, only to hear a loud bang and the office door was slammed shut.
Zhou Qu and the secretaries in the secretarial department outside the door were all startled and looked confused.
Zhou Qu couldn't help but lower his head and said, "Isn't it related to Miss Song again?"
Closing the door, He Chaozhi no longer concealed his anger.
He grabbed the black crystal pen holder on the table and threw it to the ground coldly. He took off his suit jacket and threw it on the back of the chair in annoyance. He opened the curtains and looked coldly at the night city outside the floor-to-ceiling window.
Song Lan followed him for a while, during which time she had some relationship with Lu Ang, but eventually she returned to his palm obediently.
He actually didn't know when this woman found a new love.
