She was fired after she refused to be the CEO's dog licker.

I pretended to be calm and exited the sight of Zhou Hanzhi and Yao Chun.

When I walked to the corner, I stopped in confusion and looked at the two people not far away. Yao Chun nodded and bent down to chat with Zhou Hanzhi. Although I couldn't hear the content clearly, Yao Chun, who was very arrogant just now, had changed into another one. Complimentary face.

After returning to the studio, I immediately found Zhang Jiazhen, who was directing his assistant to adjust the background lights. When I mentioned the interview script, Zhang Jiazhen was confused: "Hasn't everything been discussed?"

Only then did I realize that Zhang Jiazhen was not looking for me at all.

I guess Zhou Hanzhi intended to help me out.

After a while, Zhou Hanzhi also returned to the studio. He didn't seem to care about the rescue just now. After hearing Zhang Jiazhen mention issues related to material shooting, he interrupted.

"Not the day after tomorrow," the man suggested with a serious expression, "How about tomorrow afternoon?"

Zhang Jiazhen, who was asked the question, looked at me awkwardly and hesitated: "But our best photographer will have a flight back to Beijing and Hong Kong the day after tomorrow, so I'm afraid I won't be able to make it in time."

Zhou Hanzhi remained unmoved and said as if nothing had happened: "The editor-in-chief of Youlao Zhang will take care of the arrangements."

I thought that Zhou Hanzhi also wanted to complete the interview as soon as possible, and immediately cooperated: "I also think tomorrow afternoon is quite suitable. As for the photographer, Editor Zhang will make arrangements."

What I mean is that it doesn’t necessarily have to be the best, it just depends on a few photos, as long as they can be used.

Zhang Jiazhen heard what I said and said clearly: "Okay, then we will do as you two said."

Ten minutes later, I, Zhou Hanzhi and Zeng Zhi arrived at the parking lot below the starting building.

Time was precious, so I didn’t exchange too many greetings with these two people. After a few polite words, I quickly walked towards the parking space.

Unexpectedly, after stepping on the accelerator, there was only a "puff" sound, the car body suddenly bumped twice, and the tire alarm went off.

I got out of the car in confusion and took a look at the rear wheel, only to find that there was a long nail stuck in the tire.

"What happened?" Zeng Zhi's nervous voice whispered in my ear, "Yeah, the tire is broken."

Seeing Zeng Zhi's worried look, I immediately took out my mobile phone and called the 4S store.

Fortunately, the matter was not too difficult, and the 4S store's attitude was relatively positive. After hanging up the phone, I was about to call for a taxi, but was stopped by Zeng Zhi: "We still have to wait for a taxi. Manager Meng can just take Mr. Zhou's car." ”

I glanced at Zhou Hanzhi, who was standing in front of the Maybach with a solemn expression, and declined: "No, why bother Mr. Zhou?"

"It's no trouble," Zeng Zhi said firmly, raising his voice again, "Mr. Zhou, can you give Manager Meng a ride?"

Zhou Hanzhi turned his face sideways, glanced across my cheek, and responded softly.

"Look, Mr. Zhou nodded. Manager Meng has nothing to worry about this time, right?" Zeng Zhi looked at me with a smile and said, "Let's go, we will take you back to the company."

Having said this, it would be pretentious for me to refuse. Besides, the interview has just begun, so I cannot worsen the relationship between the two parties.

But when I opened the passenger seat, it was filled with many items of various sizes.

Zeng Zhi grinned and said, "Sorry, Manager Meng, why don't you sit in the back too?"

Zhou Hanzhi and I sat in the back seat of the Maybach.

Fortunately, the car was wide and Zhou Hanzhi was busy reading documents. Even though I felt a little awkward, these two people wouldn't notice.

Not long after the car entered the traffic, Zeng Zhi started talking: "Manager Meng, when you and Mr. Zhou were sitting in the studio just now, I had the illusion of entering the TV station, and have you noticed the color of your shirt today? The color matches our Mr. Zhou’s suit very well.”

Hearing this, I glanced to my side curiously. Unexpectedly, Zhou Hanzhi, who was checking the documents, also raised his eyelids at this time, and their eyes met. I quickly looked away and said, "Assistant Zeng is joking, this shirt of mine is Bought during supermarket sale.”

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt the car suddenly jolt twice. I was caught off guard and ran into Zhou Hanzhi uncontrollably.

He plunged into the man's arms.

The sound of gasping reached my ears, and I raised my head in fear. I felt my shoulders tighten. When I looked over, I was shocked.

"Sorry, an electric car ran a red light just now..."

Zeng Zhi's apology brought me back from my thoughts. In a flash, I broke free from Zhou Hanzhi's arm and sat back down.

After a while, the car became stable, but my shoulders felt like they were on fire, and I was on pins and needles.

Wu Ling's call came at this time.

"It's really unreasonable. We originally agreed to transfer the ownership today, but Gu Wantong actually told me not to buy it."

I hesitated for two seconds before realizing that Wu Ling was talking about selling a house, and asked with concern: "Where are you now?"

"On the way to the villa, I wanted to see what she was going to do!"

Before I had time to respond, Wu Ling had already cut off the line.

Thinking about the grudge between her and Gu Wantong, I hurriedly asked Zeng Zhi to pull over.

"I'm sorry for bothering you today, Mr. Zhou," I said while hailing a taxi, "Thank you."

Seeing the Maybach walking further and further away, I breathed a sigh of relief.

It was already half an hour after I arrived at the villa. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Wu Ling, Zhang Jiahao and Gu Wantong sitting in the hall. I don’t know if it was my imagination, but I always felt that Zhang Jiahao’s arrogance seemed weak. A few points.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Wu. According to the previous agreement, this is the compensation for our breach of contract." Gu Wantong took out an envelope and put it on the coffee table, and pushed it in front of Wu Ling. "Please forgive me."

Wu Ling glanced at Gu Wantong, then looked at the envelope on the table, and pushed it back without moving: "Miss Gu, you're welcome, your boyfriend and I are a couple. Although there is no affection, the money is still worth it. Take it back."

Gu Wantong was startled, glanced at Zhang Jiahao, and said warmly: "I have long heard from Ahao that Miss Wu is grand. Now it seems that she is indeed as rumored."

"Oh? According to Miss Gu, I can get such praise from my ex-husband," Wu Ling curled his lips in a strange way, and then said, "Should I be deeply honored?"

Gu Wantong was choked to the point of being speechless.

"Since you two have no intention of buying a house, I won't give it away." Wu Ling immediately issued an eviction order. "Brother, please help guide the way."

The agency guy glanced at Zhang Jiahao timidly, but didn't dare to answer.

"No need," Zhang Jiahao looked at Wu Ling coldly and said sarcastically, "I can't even find the door to my house."

When there were only me, Wu Ling and the agent left in the villa, Wu Ling immediately said, "Weren't there two other potential buyers before? In this case, I'll invite them to view the house tomorrow."

"No more." The agency boy looked at Wu Ling awkwardly and said hesitantly: "I called before I came, and they didn't want to come."

Wu Ling looked confused: "Why? The decoration taste of my villa is also top-notch even now, and they still don't like it?"

"That's not true, because..." The agent glanced at me and said, "I don't know who spread the rumor, saying that the landlord divorced after a year of marriage, and that the feng shui here is not good."

"What?" Wu Ling rolled up his sleeves angrily and shouted: "Which superstitious thing spread lies? The reason why my aunt got divorced was because she was eating from the bowl and looking at the pot?!"

The agency guy was also kicked out by Wu Ling.

After the door closed, she looked at me with red eyes and said, "What kind of world is this? Is it possible that Zhang Jiahao doesn't abide by the virtues of a husband and I still have to endure it?"

I hugged her and said, "Those who are clean will be clean themselves."

"The house can't be sold," Wu Ling said with a worried look on his face, "Why should we wait for Rongyu's 50 million."

"I'll figure it out."

I know that if you want to be qualified to ask Zhou Hanzhi for advance payment, you still have to look at the publicity effect here.

After a night, I went to the company early the next morning. It was almost noon after finishing the work at hand.

At this time, Lin Xixi walked in with a cup of coffee and said obediently: "Sister Nan Xu, are you still busy?"

I had no time to pay attention to her and asked, "Is something wrong?"

Lin Xixi glanced at me and whispered softly: "I heard that Sister Nan Xu is going to start shooting materials in the afternoon, so I wanted to ask if you can take me with you?"

I raised my eyes to look at Lin Xixi and heard her say: "After all, it has to do with the promotion of "The Story". Besides, I don't have much experience in interviews. I want to learn from Sister Nanxu."

From my point of view, studying is fake, I'm afraid it's just to see Zhou Hanzhi.

But if Lin Xixi wants to see Zhou Hanzhi, she can tell President Zhou, "What are you doing here?"

Now here comes the problem. As her project leader, I have no reason to refuse directly.

Seeing that I didn't say anything, Lin Xixi added: "Sister Nan Xu, please don't worry. I'm just standing aside to study. I will definitely not disturb you and Mr. Zhou's normal shooting."

I was well aware of Lin Xixi's little thoughts, and I also understood that in this kind of stall, I couldn't make any extraneous matters, so I reminded him: "Zhang Jiazhen is famous for being serious at work. As I said in the past, listen more, watch more and talk less."

"Thank you, Sister Nanxu."

As soon as Lin Xixi finished speaking, I looked at the door of my office again. Yuan Tianye shook his head and stood at the door, saying happily: "Then since Manager Lin wants to study with him, I also want to apply to join."