[Zhongyingmei] She is such a sand sculpture netizen

When Bruce Wayne is going on camera, he always looks like a dog.The young lady who worked for him in Wayne Enterprises, and Mary, who followed Joanna for the interview, were all blushing, and their eyes couldn't help but glance at Bruce's face.

Joanna sat at the side, flipping through the insincere interview outline boredly.Quietly waiting for Gotham's first beauty to make up.

Wait until the make-up artist takes a satisfied look at Bruce's face, then smiles and nods at him.Joanna smiled and said, "Did Mr. Wayne remember something wrong?"

Bruce looked up, with a gentle smile on his face: "What did you remember wrong?"

"We are a newspaper, not a TV station. What's the use of makeup? No matter how beautiful your face is, it won't help. Your image depends on how we write it in the end."

Bruce didn't seem to be teased at all, and Joanna's indifferent threats didn't have any effect in front of him: "After your interview, Gotham TV will have an interview right after. I prepared in advance, and I hope Miss Rickman was merciful when she went back to write her manuscript."

Joanna snorted, turned her head to Mary and said, "He wants you to be merciful when you write."

Mary glared at Joanna, and then smiled at Bruce: "Mr. Wayne, our Joanna just likes to joke."

Bruce nodded, looking directly into Mary's face with his charming eyes: "I know, Joanna and I can be considered friends. Is it? Joanna."

Joanna put the interview outline on her overlapping thighs: "Come on! Don't delay your TV interview later."

Bruce took care of the leader naturally, found a comfortable and chic posture and sat down.

Joanna held the interview outline and asked questions expressionlessly.The recording pen was placed on the coffee table not far from Bruce, and she just wrote a sentence or two in the notes from time to time.During the whole process, she didn't look up at all except for the question time.She didn't care what Bruce had said, nor did she want to see Bruce's face again.

Halfway through the interview, Bruce's phone vibrated.Bruce paused for a moment, ignored it, and continued talking on his own.Joanna couldn't help but glance at him, not commenting on Bruce's behavior.

Four minutes later, the phone vibrated again.

This time, Joanna was asking questions about the outline.The room was silent, except for Joanna's voice, only the hum of the phone vibrating.

Joanna was no better than Bruce, and she stopped as soon as the phone rang.

Joanna raised her eyebrows: "Don't answer? Maybe it's a particularly important call?"

"It's okay." Bruce looked at the phone, still polite.

Joanna didn't want to talk too much with Bruce about things that had nothing to do with the outline. Hearing what Bruce said, Joanna quickly glanced down at the outline and continued with the question just now.

She just said two words, and before she could even formally say the interrogative word of the question, the phone vibrated again.

Now, even Bruce's face became less gentle.

Joanna sighed, folded the outline in half, and smiled understandingly at Bruce: "You answer the phone first. We are not in a hurry."

Bruce apologized, picked up the phone, and walked outside.

Joanna took advantage of this gap to relax for a while.Bruce's secretary brought Joanna and Mary coffee.The two drank for a while, but still did not see Bruce coming back. Just when Joanna was about to ask about the situation, the secretary thoughtfully sent cookies and expressed apology for Bruce's temporary delay.

Joanna wanted to take this opportunity to run away with Mary, but she never thought about it. After hearing about the situation here, Kroger repeatedly asked Joanna to wait patiently until Bruce came back to complete the interview.Kroger begged on the phone, saying that they were a small, unremarkable company, and that it would be suicidal to make a face to the head of Wayne Enterprises.

Kroger spoke miserably and helplessly, and Joanna's brain ached from hearing it.So I could only agree impatiently.

"Can you smoke here?" Joanna hung up Kroger's phone and asked the secretary a little upset.

The secretary looked embarrassed: "Smoking is prohibited in the office area. If you want to smoke, you can only go to the rooftop."

Joanna nodded understandingly, turned around and took out a cigarette from her bag, then turned to ask Mary, "Are you going?"

Mary shook her head.

"It's fine. You can wait here. If that guy comes back, you can call me." Joanna took the phone out of her bag and held it in her hand.

After asking the secretary for directions, Joanna went up to the rooftop alone.

The Wayne Building is one of the most famous buildings in Gotham.As soon as Joanna got on the rooftop, she realized what it meant to be true.With her back against the wind, she closed her eyes with some difficulty.Then he took a deep breath, and then slowly let it out against the wind.

The smoke was quickly blown away by the wind from the top floor.Even Joanna's hair was disheveled by the wind.

Joanna casually tucked the hair that hit her face behind her ears, enjoying this rare time alone.

The view from the rooftop of Wayne Tower reminds Joanna of the Avengers Tower.Although the scenery of Gotham and New York are not the same, Joanna can't help but think of the days when she lived in the Avengers.

A cigarette was quickly exhausted.Joanna stubbed out the cigarette butt, looked at the phone, but did not see Mary's message.She guessed that Bruce Wayne might have something to change his clothes to deal with, and he wouldn't be back for a while.She took a second cigarette from the pack and was about to light it when she heard Bruce's voice behind her.

"I didn't know you were addicted to smoking."

Joanna looked back at each other with a cigarette between them.She just looked at each other like that for a long time, and finally seemed to have figured out something, and laughed: "Okay, I understand."

"Understood?"

"Whether it's the interview, the phone call, or even the ban on smoking in the office area... all of this is to get me out alone? What? Are you going to kill me here? Push me downstairs or something?"

Bruce was dumbfounded by her pretending to be calm: "Get rid of you? You speak like a gangster."

"I do crime news! It's not surprising. You know the tone of gangsters too!"

Bruce smiled, not feeling offended at all: "Of course, after all, we have to deal with them."

"Aren't you afraid that I'll record it secretly, and then go online and make big news for you?"

Bruce spread his hands: "Even if the gadget I invented is not as good as Tony Stark's, it doesn't mean that the Wayne Group's public relations team is not as good as Stark's."

Joanna was sullen, stopped talking, and lit the cigarette without saying a word.She smoked half of it silently before asking, "Why do you want me?"

Bruce put his hands in his pockets: "Talk about cooperation with you."

"no way."

"You haven't heard what cooperation is."

Joanna turned back and smiled at Bruce: "No matter what kind of cooperation it is, as long as it is mentioned by you, I will not consider it."

Bruce nodded knowingly: "You see, that's why I've been persuading them to take the tongue of lies off you."

Joanna looked at Bruce coldly.

"You don't have basic judgment. Being emotional won't help you."

Joanna laughed: "Let me tell you a little practical truth. Don't always think of other people as cold-blooded as you. When you try to win them over, you will stumble. At least, here I will Flopped. Because I'm just scared to work with someone like you who calculates everything."

"You don't look like you lack courage."

Joanna took a puff of smoke: "Whatever you say, I won't cooperate anyway."

"I have information on the clown and Harley." Bruce stopped circling around with Joanna, and said straight to the point.

Joanna stopped smoking.But she didn't look at Bruce, she just looked at the opposite building which was slightly shorter than the Wayne Building.

"There is news that the clown has a high probability of attacking you."

Joanna didn't show worry or fear, she turned her head and looked at Bruce: "Your message said so."

"It turns out that my information is always reliable."

"So what? Even if he really comes after me, what do you have to worry about. We are neither friends nor allies. Even if someone wants to attack me, it has nothing to do with you. Brother, you are too worried gone."

"It really has nothing to do with me." Bruce said with a relaxed tone, "I'm just kindly reminding you. By the way, I'm a little curious, if the clown really attacks you, which side will Harley stand on?"

Joanna looked back at Bruce coldly.

"I followed your advice. So I think, there is no need to show kindness to someone who has already had a grudge against me. It is enough to analyze the situation with her."

Joanna sullenly said, "What on earth do you want?"

Bruce looked at her, with a seriousness on his face that hadn't been seen since the two met on the rooftop: "I want to make sure that the tongue of lies will not be taken away by others. Can Miss Rickman cooperate with me?"

Joanna put out the cigarette, staring at the black hole of the trash can: "You have to promise me that you will never hurt Harry."

"make a deal."

Joanna went downstairs without looking at Bruce's outstretched hand.

During the interview that day, Joanna was almost black-faced at the end.Bruce himself did not express any dissatisfaction with this, but the employees of the Wayne Group were very dissatisfied with Joanna's disrespectful attitude.It's wrong for my boss to disappear suddenly in the middle of the interview, but the interviewer should not put on a face, especially a reporter from a small newspaper like Joanna.

But Joanna didn't care about all of this.Once the task is completed, pack up and leave.

That night, Bruce sent a message to Joanna.

Bruce: Rock Street, come on.

Joanna sighed, grabbed her coat and went out.