Now they are only lucky that Lu Weiwei immediately contacted the second TV station after following Lu Zeyu and left the Tangzhai. Otherwise, they would have been scolded by the leaders and the audience.
If it's serious, their TV station will be stained by reporting news that is inconsistent with the facts, so Lu Zeyu's troubles just saved them.
The male reporter then took out the memory card that he had sworn to protect yesterday and said: "Mr. Lu, our interview with Mrs. Tang yesterday is all in this card. Our station director said, you can do whatever you want."
After Lu Zeyu took it, he said: "Thank you very much."
Song Lian looked at him and asked with a smile: "I wonder if Mr. Lu has time now? We would like to treat you to a meal to express our gratitude."
Lu Zeyu smiled slightly: "I stepped on your camera and broke it. Even if you treat me to dinner, it should be me."
Song Lian saw how bright his smile was, and couldn't help but said: "Well, that's so embarrassing."
After Secretary Li's eyes flickered back and forth between Lu Zeyu and Song Lian, he suddenly said forcefully: "Mr. Lu, you and Mr. Wang have an appointment at noon. Why don't you let me receive them for you?"
Lu Zeyu looked at her expressionlessly: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Doesn’t she think that because his father intends to bring them together, she is qualified to give him advice?
Touching the coldness in his eyes, Li Mi was stuck for a moment. She didn't know whether she was just reminding him or deliberately going overboard.
She put the question aside for the time being and replied, "I don't dare."
Lu Zeyu said meaningfully: "It's up to you to receive Mr. Wang. Make sure he returns home happily."
Did you return home happily...?
Secretary Li frowned slightly and responded as usual: "Yes."
As she spoke, the male reporter next to her almost shed tears. He had never seen such a contradictory and perfect woman, with a temperament as cold as a pear blossom, but such a hot figure!
When Secretary Li walked past them, Song Lian suddenly shuddered.
The woman's intuition told her that Secretary Li didn't seem to welcome her.
*
Afternoon, Nankai Primary School.
As the school bell rang, An An returned to the classroom from the art room, but she couldn't find her schoolbag.
Wei Nian, who had put his schoolbag on his back, saw him rummaging around in front of the desk, and couldn't help but ask: "An'an, what are you looking for?"
An An's expression at this time seemed a bit serious: "My schoolbag is missing."
"What?" After Wei Nian heard this, he immediately raised his voice and asked those students who had not left yet: "Has any of you seen An An's schoolbag?"
The students all shook their heads, indicating that they had not seen it.
At this time, Li Xiuqi came over and whispered to Wei Nian: "Nian Nian, let's go too."
Wei Nian shook his head: "My deskmate, An An's schoolbag can't be found. I want to stay and help him find it together. You can go back first."
It's Fu Huaian again.
There was a trace of depression on Li Xiuqi's pale face. He didn't want to leave his good friend alone with others, so he said softly: "Before the art class, I went to the bathroom and found that Qian Zhenghao and the others secretly took Fu Huaian's schoolbag.
Throw it into the reservoir."
Wei Nian said "Yeah!" and asked, "You saw it then, why didn't you stop it?"