"Wait, listen to me first!" As a reporter, naturally you can't be rejected so easily. Tong Yao slapped the iron door and shouted in Chinese this time, "I don't mean any harm, I just want to..."
The housekeeper ignored her and let the iron door bang loudly, then turned around and entered the house.
"Who is outside?" In the room, an old man in his seventies was sitting by the fireplace, looking through something. When he saw the housekeeper coming in, he frowned and said calmly, "It's so noisy...
"
"They're from China," the butler responded, pretending to be relaxed, "This is the first one this year..."
Every year, the media or people from the political arena come to visit, but all of them from China are rejected by Tong Zhan! What do they want to know, or what do they want to get from him... They know each other well,
So there is no need to pretend to be polite
I thought this year would be peaceful, but unexpectedly another one came at the end of the year...
"It's been so many years..." Tong Zhan sighed, looking far away out the floor-to-ceiling window, his face filled with vicissitudes of life and loneliness.
The beating on the iron door continued, and thick sounds came intermittently. Tong Zhan couldn't help but frowned: Why do the people who came this time be so ignorant of the rules? Why aren't they leaving yet?
"What are you here for?" He finally growled angrily, picked up the photo album on his knees and threw it heavily on the table, "Is it over yet?"
"Let me see..." The housekeeper was shocked and did not dare to neglect at all. He quickly rushed to the screen on the wall next to him, switched the lens to the content captured by the camera at the door, and judged Tong Yao's identity from the screen——
She looks to be only about 20 years old. A Chinese girl at such a young age is definitely not in the political arena. Apart from the political arena, the only possibility is the media...
"It should be a reporter." The butler turned around and expressed his speculation.
"Then tell her that I won't accept any interviews and tell her to get out!" Tong Zhan slapped the coffee table angrily and roared, "They don't need to care about my private affairs!"
After decades of digging, are these reporters engaged in politics or gossip?
He gasped angrily, impulsively even wanting to chase the person away, but when he caught a glimpse of the girl on the screen out of the corner of his eye, his whole body was shaken, and his anger was instantly replaced by stiffness...
It was like his soul left his body in an instant, leaving only an empty body. His eyes always stayed on the screen, his mouth opened and closed, and in extreme shock, he could not make any sound.
"She seems to be leaving..." From the screen, the housekeeper saw that Tong Yao finally let go in disappointment, rubbed his painful palms, and slowly backed away.
He turned around to report excitedly, but when he saw Tong Zhan's surprised expression, he couldn't help but be stunned: "What's wrong?"
"Look at her..." Tong Zhan pointed at the figure slowly leaving on the screen with trembling fingers. It took him a long time to hold back a complete sentence, "Isn't she similar to Xiao Feng back then?"
The housekeeper was surprised and glanced sideways at the photo album on the coffee table. His pupils suddenly dilated a bit: This... indeed has a nine-point portrait!
"You... help me check..." A flash of light came into the old eyes. Tong Zhan grabbed the butler's sleeve and regained some hope from more than twenty years of silence and despair, "Help me
Go check that girl out..."
Walking down the winding road halfway up the mountain, Tong Yao was so tired that his legs became weak.
She got off to a bad start and was locked out on the first day. It seems that she can still show some spirit and pay another visit tomorrow... This is the first task of her internship, and she must not mess it up!
It is almost dusk, and the charming Moscow begins to wake up in the night. The colorful neon lights light up, giving the calm city during the day a layer of wild color.
Day and night, completely different scenery
Of course, this difference also made Tong Yao tragically discover that she seemed to be lost! During the day, the girl who walked through the streets and turned a few alleys before arriving at the small hotel... "disappeared"!
She couldn't even find the alley!
The streets were full of men and women speaking Russian, enjoying the nightlife arm-in-arm, not bothering to help her at all, while those "idle" drunkards looked at her with confused eyes, looking for some kind of nightlife.
Tong Yao didn't dare to provoke the excitement...
what to do?
She scratched her hair in annoyance and walked aimlessly through the downtown area. When she was crossing a road, a sharp and piercing sound of brakes suddenly came to her ears, and a streamlined sports car stopped dangerously just a step away from her.
Against the strong light, she could not clearly see the number of the sports car, the color of the car, and the person driving the car...
But she still has a basic understanding: This car is very expensive!
Tong Yao was speechless and quickly gave way, praying that the driver would not blame her for jaywalking... However, she turned sideways, but the car did not continue to drive forward...
An inexplicable cold sweat suddenly appeared on her back
With a "bump", someone got out of the car, closed the car door handsomely, and walked towards her...