She took the newspaper and saw that what happened this afternoon was published in the evening. She pulled Ling Muze's arm and became the front-page headline of the newspaper and the article was full of space.

The title of the newspaper reads eye-catchingly: President Ling Da is charming, and the illegitimate girl becomes crazy and entangled!

Her hand holding the newspaper and trembled slightly, and her lips were biting tightly.

"Shui Xi, aren't you a childhood sweetheart in Xin Xinennian's childhood? Why are you interested in other men now?"

His tone was a little sharp, not as gentle as usual. The reason was not just because Shui Xi grabbed the hands of another man and looked at another man with such affectionate eyes, but that man was Ling Muze, the man who wanted to kill him.

Shui Xi looked at him in disbelief. She didn't understand how he always cared for him. How could he speak in such a sharp tone when he treated him gently?

After thinking about it, she understood the reason. He liked her and naturally felt uncomfortable when she grabbed another man's hand.

Hesitating whether to tell him the truth. Under his deep gaze, the powerful sense of oppression made her blurt out: "He is my childhood sweetheart!"

His eyes were shocked for a moment, and then he calmed down quickly, with a smile on his lips: "Your childhood sweetheart is really big, he is the king who dominates the entire city of A. But will you recognize the wrong person? Judging from the pictures in the newspapers, you are willingly holding his hand, and his eyes looking at you are very cold."

"I..." Shui Xi was speechless and her eyes were lost, just because Ling Yucheng was telling the truth. She was indeed not sure if the man was Ling Muze who grew up together since childhood.

Seeing her eyes lost, he approached her, held her face up, and looked close to her eyes affectionately: "Shui Xi, there are many similar people in the world. Don't think they are the same person just because they look like them. I also hope that you don't transfer your childhood sweetheart to him just because they look like them. Ling Muze is a fickle, cold and ruthless person. Do you understand if you want to stay away from him?"

Shui Xi knew that Ling Yucheng was doing it for her good. Although Ling Muze's figure kept lingering in her mind, she couldn't get rid of it, if she didn't understand what happened today, what was the difference between this feeling like an abyss, and what was the silly she used to be.

He smiled at him: "I understand!"

Her eyes were very pure, crystal clear, like a stream, without any impurities. He was so moved that he could see that she was always concerned about other men and had a long way to go to win her heart.

He sighed bitterly, buried his deep love in his heart, and rubbed her head: "Go, go and have a meal!"

Because I thought about Ling Muze last night, I couldn't sleep all night and tossed and turned all night and couldn't fall asleep. The next morning, I was woken up by the alarm clock repeatedly. I looked in a daze and found that it was already 8:10, only 20 minutes away from working hours.

In my heart, she complained that Ling Yucheng did not wake her up, and hurriedly finished dressing and washing up, holding a slice of bread in her mouth and asked the driver to take her to work.

Running into the hall of the 'Man Style' magazine, she was already panting and out of breath, her hair was scattered, and her cheeks were flushed.

Since the magazine stipulated that female employees must wear high heels, she was sad and still wore high heels 6 cm high on her feet. As she ran quickly, her feet were about to break even in pain.

If it weren't for the camera in the hall, she really wanted to take off her high heels and hold them in her hand.

While running, he thought sadly: Why do women have to wear high heels and linger with their jade toes? It's just a matter of suffering.

However, she ran to the office without breathing for a moment. The clock hanging on the wall had already pointed to the position at 8:45. She was late and 15 minutes late.

The late arrival of these 15 minutes made Shui Xi feel very panicked, as if the sky was about to collapse.

Because the editor-in-chief is a woman in menopause and has a very hot temper. She will not ask any reason for the staff who are late to work. She will scold her. Even the male staff who do not cry easily have been scolded by her.

Sure enough, as soon as she walked into the office, the editor-in-chief who had been waiting for the rabbit to be there stood not far away, staring at her with a gaze that she wanted to turn her to the sun, and she felt that the end of the world was near.

Seeing the editor-in-chief twisting his fat butt into the office, she took a deep breath and plucked up the courage to follow him.

Before he gained a foothold, the editor-in-chief pointed his head and scolded him: "Don't tell me the reason for being late. Being late means being late. No reason can conceal the fact that you are late. You don't have any salary and bonus this month, and you won't have your share in the trip next month."

Seeing that Shui Xi stared at her unwillingly, she glared at her: "What are you looking at? I think I have been punished too much, right? Don't think that I will be tolerant of you by Ling Yucheng's introduction. All the staff are the same in my eyes and treat them equally!"

"Maybe 15 minutes is nothing to you, but it is extremely important to the company. If every employee is 15 minutes late, the losses to the company are immeasurable. An employee can do a lot of things in 15 minutes, writing, typing, and typing... There are more than 100 employees in the entire magazine. If everyone is 15 minutes late, it would be equivalent to lang spending more than 1,500 minutes...."

As for the editor-in-chief opening his bloody mouth and chatting endlessly about the 15-minute stakes, Shui Xi was about to collapse and quickly interrupted her: "Editor-in-chief, I was wrong. I will never be late next time."

Although she knew that she would be punished by the editor-in-chief when she was late, she did not expect that she would be so powerful.

In the past, the editor-in-chief would accuse Ling Yucheng of anything she did wrong, and would not dare to blame her for anything else. What happened to her today? Could it be that my aunt came?

And her doubts were answered soon.

"I won't talk about what I'm late, let's talk about yesterday."

The editor-in-chief's eyes were a little cross-eyed, and she glared suddenly, looking terrifying and funny, making her confused.

She was extremely unhappy: "Yesterday you took the initiative to ask for an interview with Ling Muze, and promised me that I would interview him, so I allowed you to go. As a result, you not only did not interview him, but also did shameless things. Fortunately, you just accompanied Xia Lan and did not have a magazine sign on your chest, otherwise you would have lost all the face of the magazine!"

She was so angry that she was not breathing, almost dying, while Shui Xi heard her chest so much that she was almost unable to breathe. The scene of her meeting last night appeared in front of her. His indifference mocked people's hearts, so clear and profound.

Seeing Shui Xi lowered her head and did not speak, Shui Xi's silent voice made the editor even more angry.

Pointing to her nose, he continued to blame: "Our "Men's Style" magazine has been competing with "Character Man" magazine. In recent years, "Character Man" magazine often invites celebrities to interview and take photos, and sales have greatly exceeded us. This interview with Ling Muze was an opportunity to flip the cards, because Ling Muze's news sales would be so popular that it would be out of stock, but this opportunity was lost because of you. You are the sinner of the magazine, you!"

Although she has always had a good temper, no matter how good a person has, she can't stand the scolding of the editor-in-chief with a thick neck. In order not to resist her under control, she said without thinking: "Editor, please give me another chance, I will definitely let Ling Muze accept an interview!"

"Hmph!" The editor-in-chief snorted coldly: "Do you think big names like Ling Muze are so easy to interview? If he could interview so easily, he would not be Ling Muze, who is popular in City A."

"No matter how difficult it is to interview him, I will definitely find a way to interview him. Please give me a chance!"

"So sure? Do you want to seduce him with your beauty? Although he is very fickle, he doesn't want any woman who sends a newspaper to you. His rumored girlfriend is either a popular star or a Miss World. You probably don't even bother to take a look at her."

Her heart ached faintly, and the corner of her lips smiled far-fetchedly: "No matter what method I use, I just need to successfully interview him, right?"

Seeing her eyes firm, the editor-in-chief nodded: "Okay, I will give you this opportunity to make up for the public and give you a three-day deadline, but what if I didn't do it this time?"

"I will quit!"

The Phetis Group is located in a prime location where every inch of land is valuable. It is magnificent and towers across the sky.

The group has 120 floors, covering an area of ​​1,250 square meters, and the upper and lower floors are connected to the hall of Jade Hall. The decoration equipment inside is luxurious and luxurious.

Every 20 floors, a floor will be opened into a garden, with birds singing and flowers blooming. Staff can read books and walk in the garden during their leisure time. Some floors also have staff restaurants, cafes, swimming pools, and volleyball basketball rooms, so that staff can combine work and rest.

All the employees interviewed by the group are outstanding talents. Even the employees who clean the toilets are in their prime, and they also have graduation certificates from prestigious universities, English, Japanese, French, etc., and at least understand the languages ​​of five countries.

The group's treatment is considerable, and no other company can match it. Every employee will work hard to stay in the group for a long time. This is one of the reasons why the group has developed to such a large scale in just four years.

Floors 50 to 55 are Ling Muze's private area. Although no reporter can enter his private area to observe, he often photographs beautiful celebrities entering and leaving the group. It is conceivable that he will not be boring when working.

At this time, Bai Shuixi stood at the door of the Phetis Group with the big sun, looking up at the grand and magnificent building connected to the sky.

How could she successfully interview Ling Muze?

Just as she was standing at the door and thinking hard, the sound of a car driving came from behind her.
Chapter completed!