I stick with the villain to extend my life

The interview with the financial magazine had actually been submitted to the Wen Group a few days ago. I was shy and resisted in various ways, citing conflicts with class time.

She's not a real CEO, she doesn't have a few drops of ink in her belly.

Even if I go there, I will show my timidity.

But now, looking at the large amount of dividends transferred to my bank card, I feel shy and really feel a little guilty.

"What's wrong?" The little girl sighed as she looked at the interview title. Wen Xiling walked over and glanced at her title.

It's not difficult, but it is indeed quite professional. The financial magazine put a lot of effort into this interview, and the questions asked were quite in-depth.

The more in-depth the topic is, the harder it will be to understand it.

She held her chin up and wore pink plush slippers on her big toes. Gu Yangzhou sat next to her.

He shyly ignored Wen Xiling's question. Instead, he reached out and patted Gu Yangzhou's head gently.

"Write it! Didn't you say that you are managed by Beijing University Guanghua? Why can't you write such a small interview?"

She was shy while charging up and glaring at him fiercely.

He was shy and didn't understand. Gu Yangzhou had recently identified her as his sister. She was like a cow and a horse, and she could be beaten without complaint. He was shy and couldn't drive her out for a long time, so he simply let him stay.

"Hehe, hehehe..." Gu Yangzhou giggled, but he really wasn't very good at it.

He glanced at the sullen shy man and quickly winked at Gu Helou next to him.

"Second brother, come and help me!"

Gu Helou took a look at the question. He couldn't understand a bunch of economic terms. He snorted coldly, turned around and left with his hands behind his back. He looked very unfathomable, but in fact he didn't know anything.

Being shy and angry, he drove Gu Yangzhou and Gu Helou away, holding his head and sighing.

Suddenly, there was a pain in the side of her head. She raised her head shyly. Wen Xiling, whose face was covered with dark tattoos, sat in front of her. He slightly bent his fingers and hit her on the head.

Mian Mumu's head seemed to be shut down for a moment!

She blinked her big eyes and looked at him curiously. The hair on the little girl's head was standing in confusion. Wen Xiling's fingertips were slightly itchy.

"This question can be answered this way. This year's market..."

Wen Xiling's voice sounded as clear as water, and he shyly answered all the more than a dozen interview questions. The little girl was particularly well-behaved and sensible today. Seeing that his mouth was dry, she picked up the cup and fed him personally. A sip of water.

Ideas for solving the problem, the direction of the answer, wording, etc., everything is detailed...

Finally finished, take another look...

The little girl leaned on his shoulder and fell asleep...

"Hey," Wen Xiling sighed, printed out all the answers to the interview, prepared all the materials, and simply returned to bed with the little girl in his arms.

The soft and comfortable hospital bed had been gone for a long time. He had been sleeping in the corridor for several days. As soon as he touched the mattress, the little girl shrank into his arms like a kitten.

Wen Xiling, like a drug addict who had been holding back for a long time, breathed a long sigh of relief and fell into sleep, as shy as a little kitten in his arms——

But suddenly he opened his eyes.

Her shy eyes swept up inch by inch from his chest, to his neck, to his face.

So similar to Wen Xiling!

The angle she likes to sleep in. Although her facial features are difficult to distinguish, her bones, posture, voice, and the way she holds her...

Xian Xian came back from the cemetery and became suspicious of him. After several days of observation...

Ouch!

More and more like!

What if he was found out that he was cheating to death!

He is dead!

Half an hour later.

Wen Xiling was woken up by the ice water hitting his face.

In the biting cold, with his hands and feet tied to the cross, he thought he was back to the days when he was licking blood with the tip of a knife.

Opening his eyes, he sat in front of him with a shy face, his left arm was looking at Yangzhou, his right arm was looking at Helou, and there was a trembling Huang Mao standing next to him.

She shyly crossed her legs and said to him coldly,

"who are you?"

Wen Xiling said nothing.

The next second, he swept his eyebrows shyly and coldly, signaling Huang Mao to throw water on his face.

Huang Mao was stunned, "Huh? Me?"

He wouldn't dare!

The boss's plan to fake his own death was hidden even from Doctor Gu. He was the only one who knew it best. How dare he dare to take a fancy to him like this?

Huang Mao was so scared that he didn't dare to move. Gu Yangzhou was a man of action. His only task in life now was to make Xian happy. He didn't even have to give orders. He snatched the water from Huang Mao's hand and hit Wen Xiling on the head. superior.

The ice water completely wetted his sharp short hair, and the transparent water droplets slid down along the features that were as sharp as a knife or an axe.

He was wearing a simple white shirt, which was completely soaked, almost transparent and clinging to his body, and his muscle curves were clearly exposed.

She was shy so she wouldn't be tempted by beauty. Her hands were filled with makeup remover and she walked slowly closer.

Looking at the way he lowered his eyes, she knew that she must have guessed right. She was a little excited. He must have had to fake his death to protect her. Otherwise, if Gu Mingzhu died, he would also be sentenced.

With a shy hand full of makeup remover, she slapped his face with a "pop" sound, and shyly rubbed it twice...

This tattoo...

The effect is really good, but the makeup remover can’t wash it off?

"Ashamed, it's okay." Gu Helou took out his scalpel and flashed a cold light.

"The Lancet will give you the answer!"

She glared at him shyly and coldly, and handed Killing to Huang Mao, who was doing things fairly safely.

"You are responsible for interrogating him and letting me know his identity thoroughly."

Yan Yan took a stack of documents, turned around and walked out.

There is no way, the interview in the evening will start soon.

Live!

She didn't have much time to deal with Killing, she had to finish the interview first.

There were more than ten pages of words, and they were full of professional terms. I gritted my teeth shyly, turned over and over again, and finally felt that I could answer the questions fluently.

eight pm.

The interview with the financial magazine has officially begun!

The host of the interview was a handsome guy named David who looked very elite. He looked very smart. He nodded and smiled at him politely, and David smiled politely back at her.

"Ms. Shy, could you please represent Wen's Group and predict our business plan for the next five years?"

This question is embarrassing!

She just memorized it.

It has to be said that Wen Xiling's manuscript is impeccably written, and his words are advanced and elegant. Many professional economic terms are combined with metaphors that appeal to both refined and popular tastes, so that everyone in the live broadcast room can understand them.

She is shy, a beautiful woman, and a well-known widow in Beicheng. Hundreds of thousands of viewers came to the live broadcast room of a financial magazine.

She shyly answered according to the script. There was a small introduction in this answer. A professional interview host would definitely follow this introduction to ask her follow-up questions in depth.

Of course, Xian Xian was prepared for this in-depth question. Xian Xian smiled confidently and waited for the host to ask questions. Unexpectedly...

The host's smile is still decent, but the next question...

"I heard that Mr. Wen was always carried out of the conference room at the last shareholders' meeting. Did you have a dispute with Mr. Wen?"