Chapter 9

Office of the President of Heshi Group.

Looking at the entertainment news on the computer screen, He Zhaozhi frowned slightly.

"Zhou Zhu." As soon as he finished speaking, someone came in from outside the door.

"Mr. He, what's your order?" Zhou Qu asked respectfully.

He Zhaozhi's tone was unpredictable: "Find out Wang Nan's business card and give it to me."

He wanted to know, where did this man come from, how dare he act as a minion under his nose.

Within half an hour, Zhou Huang found Wang Nan's business card.

"Go out first." He Zhaozhi made Zhou Huang leave with his hands.

His sharp fingers picked up the thin business card, played with it, and his eyes fell on the word 'Wang Nan'.

Dial that number, and the answer over there is very fast.

"Who?" The attitude was a little impatient.

"I'm He Chaozhi. Mr. Wang said last time that he wanted to cooperate with the He family. It seems that Mr. Wang is really a noble person who forgets things too much." His tone seemed to be flattering.

But to the other party, it was completely creepy.

These words came from He Zhaozhi's mouth, and even outsiders knew a thing or two about his great achievements.

"Hey, Mr. He, look at my mouth, I didn't know it was you calling, what can I do for you?" He immediately became honest.

"The video about EKO has been deleted immediately. By the way, a clarification video is released, expressing that the interview is voluntary, not other, otherwise, I will let your company change its name for a week." He also has no scruples about face-saving projects , indicating their purpose.

Regardless of life or work, he can't learn to beat around the bush.

He probably didn't know why he somehow offended He Chaozhi, Wang Nan was so frightened that he almost begged for mercy, "Mr. He, I'll clarify right away, don't worry."

"10 minutes, I want to see the clarification video." He gave a deadline.

"Yes, yes, right away."

He Zhaozhi didn't want to hear any more, so he hung up the phone.

It's just an upstart who got lucky.

Sure enough, Wang Nan sent out the clarification video on time. After seeing it, Song Lan was a little stunned.

She didn't answer the call just now, and now she just posted a clarification video?
One doesn't need to think about it to know that it was He Zhaozhi's handwriting.

I owe him another favor.

Clarifying that the exposure rate of the video was unexpectedly fast, Song Lan saw a highly praised comment below.

[Song Lan has been suspended by EKO, and I don't know the specific reason. If she did nothing wrong, can the company suspend employees without reason? 】

'Jingle Bell~'

The phone rang, and it was actually Lin Xiao calling.

"President."

Her voice was calm, as if unaffected by it.

"Song Lan, go back to work at the magazine office tomorrow. The limelight is almost over now, and the magazine's projects still need you to follow up. The new interns are doing a mess."

This is an excuse, just to let Song Lan not have too much burden.

"Yes, President, I will clock in on time tomorrow."

Anyway, at least she's back in KEO again.

The next day.

Seeing Song Lan reappearing, Shen Yingxue gritted her teeth angrily.

In just a few days, the woman came back safe and sound.

She clenched her fists tightly, and the delicate manicure sank into her palms. Feeling the pain, she realized that she almost pricked her palms.

When Wang Nan's clarification video came out last night, she was very confused. She didn't know why he suddenly clarified.

I found someone to check, but I didn't expect He Zhaozhi to be behind the scenes.

He would actually spend so much trouble because of Song Lan's matter.

It was simply unbearable.

Knowing him for so many years, I was almost drowned by the spittle of those lunatics. He didn't even greet him. Song Lan was just wronged, so she was anxious to stand up for her.

How could she get He Zhaozhi's attention?
Shen Yingxue got up and walked to the tea room. The hot coffee flowed into the cup from the beverage machine, and the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

Looking down, the coffee is still steaming, so the temperature should not be low.

There was a smirk on Shen Yingxue's mouth.

At this time, Song Lan was sitting busy at her workstation, Shen Yingxue walked over with a cup, "I never expected that you love work so much, you must be very tired after you have been busy all morning."

I'm here to wake you up.

Song Lan didn't know why this woman was inexplicably crazy, she didn't reply, but just glanced at the coffee cup in Shen Yingxue's hand, and immediately became vigilant.

Sure enough, the next second, the liquid in the cup rushed towards him, and Song Lan quickly blocked it with a piece of cardboard.

Shen Yingxue poured the coffee too much, more than half of the coffee bounced and splashed to her side.

Seeing that her brand-name clothes were destroyed, Shen Yingxue, who reaped the consequences, immediately screamed, "My clothes!"

The other colleagues who came to work saw this scene as soon as they came in. They didn't understand what was going on, and thought Shen Yingxue was careless, so they all comforted her.

"Deputy editor, have you been burned?"

"Should I take you to the hospital?"

"It's not a big deal if the clothes are splashed, but it's a big problem if people are scalded."

Song Lan watched these people surround Shen Yingxue, and left indifferently.

in the bathroom.

Song Lan lowered her head to clean the coffee stains on her clothes, she was a little annoyed.

The coffee was spilled for no reason, and I can't make a theory yet.

His right hand was burned a little red. If he hadn't blocked it with cardboard, he might have been disfigured by now.

'Ding dong~'

You don't need to look to know that the message is from He Zhaozhi. Except for him, everyone else is calling.

Song Lan wiped her hands with a tissue, then took out her phone from her bag.

Sure enough, I saw a message.

[Continue tonight? 】

Seeing this news, Song Lan paused.

Thinking that I owed him a favor just now, I didn't have the nerve to refuse.

He replied "Hello" and waited for a few more seconds. He Zhaozhi said nothing, and Song Lan put away the phone.

She raised her eyes and glanced at herself in the mirror. Although she did not lose her beauty, she looked a little tired.

If it wasn't because this KEO was his father's lifelong painstaking effort, how could she have been wronged here?
But it doesn't matter, she will get it back sooner or later.

There was a lot of traffic outside the window, and a tall figure stood by the window, holding a cigarette in one hand, amidst the smog, He Zhaozhi narrowed his eyes slightly.

It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door opening behind him that he stubbed out the cigarette butt in the ashtray that already had a lot of cigarette butts.

Song Lan is wearing white short-sleeves and a pair of light-colored jeans today. The simple outfit fits well.

He Zhaozhi's eyes immediately locked on Song Lan's right hand.

Song Lan subconsciously hid her back, she didn't want He Chaozhi to see it.

However, it still did not escape his sight.

"what happened?"

Song Lan said resignedly, "I accidentally got burned today."

It's not that she wants to hide it for Shen Yingxue, it's just that there is really no need to owe him a favor for such a small matter.

Song Lan underestimated He Chaozhi's sensitivity, "It's her again?"

(End of this chapter)

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