"You, you are just seducing me. I just saw you approaching my cousin and whispering to him!"
Fang Xueqi, like Shen Yingxue, is both a delicate and pretty young lady.
Be indiscriminate and only recognize what you see.
Song Lan snorted, and a bright look of ridicule flashed across her beautiful face. She didn't care that Han Zicheng was still here, so she started mocking calmly.
"According to what Miss Fang said, all the women who have approached Mr. Han have impure motives? Then I see that you have hugged Mr. Han's arm more than once since you entered the door. Then Miss Fang, aren't you the first to seduce him?
people?"
Fang Xueqi suddenly opened her almond-shaped eyes and said angrily, "Song Lan, what are you talking about? He is my cousin!!"
"So what, they are not siblings anyway." Song Lan said disdainfully, "Even if they are siblings, they should avoid suspicion when they grow to this age, right?"
Fang Xueqi was so scolded by her that she couldn't say a word for a long time, and her pretty face turned livid.
"Okay, okay, you Song Lan, you are sharp-tongued and sharp-tongued. You are indeed a bad habit brought up by a second-rate magazine. You came to me with your speechless words. Believe it or not, I will give you -"
Fang Xueqi's eldest daughter became angry and pointed at the tip of Song Lan's nose, as if she wanted to tear her mouth apart.
Han Zicheng couldn't bear it anymore, put his hands together and put his fists on the table, and slammed it down, "Fang Xueqi, shut up, who taught you to be so rude!"
Fang Xueqi was frightened, and immediately restrained her arrogance, and looked helplessly at Han Zicheng.
Both aggrieved and angry.
"Cousin, she was obviously the one who started it..."
"Shut up. It's obvious to me that you are rude. Miss Song is the deputy director of KEO. You can't help slandering her. Apologize to her quickly!"
Fang Xueqi is also walking sideways in the industry, not to mention in MC. When has she ever encountered such grievances?
Her character is such that she would never bow to Song Lan even if she died.
Fang Xueqi raised her chin arrogantly for a long time before she gritted her teeth and forced out a few words, "Song Lan, I advise you to respect yourself. I won't spare you the next time!"
After leaving these words, Fang Xueqi left angrily.
"Xueqi, Fang Xueqi!"
Han Zicheng did not call her.
Han Zicheng had never been able to do anything about his cousin with a perverse personality.
He turned around helplessly and looked at Song Lan apologetically, "I'm making you laugh. Xue Qi has such a spoiled temperament and was spoiled by her aunt and uncle. Don't take it to heart, Miss Song. I, as my brother, will do it for her."
my apologies."
Song Lan shook his head hurriedly, revealing a faint arc.
"You don't have to be so polite, Mr. Han."
But she really didn't expect that Han Zicheng, with such a humble and polite personality, would have a stupid and brainless cousin like Fang Xueqi.
After a few more pleasantries, Song Lan turned and left.
She sat in the car returning to KEO, turned on her phone, and found that MC issued a public apology immediately after she left.
"Due to our company's lax management, employee Joey violated Mr. Qin Haifeng's personal privacy and published the interview without permission. I sincerely apologize to Mr. Qin Haifeng and KEO Ms. Song Lan..."
Song Lan raised her eyebrows in surprise.
Unexpectedly, Han Zicheng was so sincere and even included an apology to her.
Thinking of the gentle and elegant man in a suit and leather shoes he saw in the conference room just now, Song Lan's feelings doubled.
The call came, and Song Lan quickly answered it.
"Song Lan, it's all thanks to you this time. I know it's your fault that MC can apologize. We wrongly blamed you before."
It's Qin Haifeng's agent, Sister Ming.
Song Lan lowered his eyes and smiled, and said in a gentle tone, "Don't say that, sister Ming. Since we have cooperated, I have the obligation to be responsible to the end."
Qin Haifeng's voice came again from the other end of the phone.
"Sister Ming, are you talking to Song Lan? I also have a few words to say to her."
Sister Ming handed the phone to Qin Haifeng again. Qin Haifeng sounded good and said hello with a smile.
"Sure enough, I saw you right. We are determined to be friends. You saved me from MC twice. How do you want me to repay you?"
Song Lan would not take his words seriously.
As long as Qin Haifeng can put herself on the line with Qin Sheng, she doesn't care about the rest.
"No, this is all within the scope of my work... If you really thank me, can you agree to let me publish the content of my interview with you in KEO's journal?"
Out of caution, Song Lan asked again.
Qin Haifeng said nothing, "It's okay to send it, but it's not possible now. How about this, are you free on Friday? Let's have dinner together as a way of repaying your favor."
"Friday?" Song Lan looked at the schedule.
If you are free on Friday, you are free, but Qin Haifeng is a fresh-faced artist. Wouldn't it be a bad idea to have a meal by yourself?
"But……"
Hearing Song Lan's hesitation, Qin Haifeng said decisively, "No, it's Friday. I will leave time for you. Don't forget to come then. You must come, otherwise you will regret it."
After saying that, Qin Haifeng said goodbye with a smile and hung up the phone.
Song Lan was left alone, staring at her cell phone in a daze.
Qin Haifeng's character... is really familiar.
Where did the rumors about his cruelty come from?
In the evening, He Chaozhi came to pick Song Lan up from get off work, and Song Lan told him about Qin Haifeng's dinner date.
"Qin Haifeng invited me to dinner on Friday. It's probably something important. Can I go?" Song Lan tilted her head and looked at He Chaozhi quietly with her dark, moist eyes, asking for his opinion.
After all, she is He Chaozhi's nominal girlfriend now. Using his black card, Song Lan treats him as half a boss.
When I went out to work, of course I heard from my boss.
He Chaozhi didn't call a driver today and drove here himself.
His long fingers tightened on the steering wheel calmly, but his expression was extremely cold, and he looked forward without blinking, "Really? Just go ahead if I ask you. There is no need to report to me, I don't want to know."
He Chaozhi has always had this attitude, neither cold nor hot.
Song Lan didn't think much about it, and consciously abided by her duty as a "shield girlfriend", calmly nodded and said, "Well, then I won't go to you on Friday."
In the past, Song Lan was always with He Chaozhi on Fridays.
He Chaozhi had a lump in his throat, and his chest felt inexplicably hot and irritable.
With a cold face, he stretched out his hand to unbutton two buttons and opened the car window for some air.
"what ever."
The north wind blew in from outside, and Song Lan was weak and shivering from the cold.
She hugged her thin body tightly, and her dissatisfied tone was vague and soft, "Can you close the window? It's freezing to death."
Upon hearing this, He Chaozhi opened the window even wider and coldly snorted with an expressionless face, "You have to bear it even if you freeze to death. Don't forget whose car you are sitting in."
"..." Song Lan was speechless.
He sent Song Lan downstairs, and while parking the car, He Chaozhi lit a cigarette and held it between his fingertips.
