"It's okay, I can record with a pen." Yun Xueyao put both the phone and the recorder in a plastic pocket.

The agent returned her pocket again, "Just put it aside, we won't accept it."

When she entered, the assistant took a professional detector and swept Yun Xueyao.

"I'm sorry, people are popular and have many troubles. We have to be more cautious. Please forgive me for the offense." The assistant is also a sweet-mouthed person.

Yun Xueyao also knew that Ren Hong was very popular now and had moved too many people's cakes. It is reasonable to be cautious.

She followed the assistant's instructions and walked into the presidential suite and walked along the corridor to the small living room of a suite inside.

The assistant poured her a glass of water, asked her to wait, and then stepped aside.

Yun Xueyao took out the pen and notebook, but it was a bit inconvenient without a recorder, but fortunately she had not lost her shorthand skills.

It’s better that Ren Hong is not very good at speaking, she can remember to relax.

Three hours are enough and she will guide the topic.

The living room suddenly became completely quiet.

Only the rustling sound of Yun Xueyao's writing and the faint sound of water flowing can be heard.

Time passed minute by minute, and Yun Xueyao had re-examined the key points of the interview, but Ren Hong had not yet come out.

It was bright outside the window, and it was another sunny day.

The indoor temperature is rising little by little.

The sealed windows make the room look like a glass bottle placed in the sun.

Yun Xueyao couldn't help but slap his face with his hands, looked up at the air conditioner outlet above his head.

A few seconds later, she stretched out her hand and felt it carefully towards the air outlet.

Strange, there is obviously a cold wind.

She turned around, "Please, can you adjust the temperature of the air conditioner..."

I don’t know when she was the only one left in the living room, the door of the room was closed, and the assistant was missing.

...

Yun Xueyao's intuitive alarm clock tightened the clockwork little by little...

She got up and walked to the air conditioning panel on the wall.

Twenty-three degrees.

Not too low, but it is also a temperature that feels suitable for the body.

But now it's so hot...either the air conditioner is broken, or she's just... she has a problem now!

"What are you looking at?"

Suddenly, a man's voice came from the back of Yun Xueyao's neck without warning.

...
Chapter completed!