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Zhang Te knocked on the door for quite a while, but received no response. Not having seen Han Jingnian leave his office, he couldn’t help but push the door open to take a look inside.
At first glance, Zhang Te saw Han Jingnian sitting at his desk.
He wasn’t making any phone calls or typing on a keyboard, just staring at his computer screen, either lost in thought or engrossed in sothing.
"Mr. Han?" Zhang Te called out to Han Jingnian. Upon seeing Han Jingnian ignore him, he ventured into the office on his own accord.
Zhang Te approached the desk, and seeing that Han Jingnian hadn’t even bothered to look at him, he spoke again: "Mr. Han?"
Han Jingnian was staring unblinkingly at the computer screen as if studying sothing, absorbed in focus.
After calling out to Han Jingnian repeatedly without a response, an inevitably curious Zhang Te called out "Mr. Han" one more ti. Seeing that Han Jingnian still had not noticed him, he gathered his courage, craned his neck, and took a peek at Han Jingnian’s computer screen.
"Entertainnt Section"...
Zhang Te was surprised as soon as he glimpsed these four words.
Mr. Han, who had never shown any interest in the world of celebrities, was actually looking at celebrity news?
Zhang Te couldn’t help but turn to Han Jingnian with a shocked expression, reassuring himself that this was the sa Mr. Han he knew. Only then did he, with a heart pounding with anxiety, gaze towards the computer screen again.
What Han Jingnian was watching was a video clip edited by netizens. The source of the video was a sideshow during a press conference held by Qin Shujian.
The video began with Qin Shujian besieged by reporters and unable to defend herself. A woman’s voice shouted through the speaker, "Who says the Ragpicker story was fabricated?"
The uproarious scene quieted down, and the voice spoke again, "Please make way, thank you."
Very soon, the reporters moved aside, and a heavily made-up woman in high heels ca into everyone’s sight.
This woman was there to rescue Qin Shujian, and she remained in the spotlight for about ten minutes...
After the video finished playing and Zhang Te saw Han Jingnian replay it, he realised sharply that Mr. Han’s focus was not on the celebrity news, but on this girl who saved Qin Shujian.
Who was this girl...? In all the years he had worked with Han Jingnian, he knew most of the people that Han Jingnian knew. Why didn’t he rember soone like this?
Just as Zhang Te was wracking his brains to rember if he had forgotten anyone, Han Jingnian unintentionally glanced at him from the corner of his eye and saw Zhang Te leaning over to look at his computer screen. His eyebrows imdiately furrowed.
Quickly sensing an odd air, Zhang Te instinctively turned his head. As soon as he t Han Jingnian’s icy gaze, he imdiately stood upright. "Mr. Han, I knocked on the door for a long ti, but you didn’t answer ..."
Han Jingnian continued looking at Zhang Te without saying anything.
With an apologetic smile, Zhang Te began again, "Um... Mr. Han... I’ve gathered all the information you asked to investigate. I ca to ask if I should now head to Miss Qin Shujian’s press conference?"
After a pause, Zhang Te added, "That is, if I don’t go now, the press conference will be over..."
Upon hearing this, Han Jingnian gave a small nod and withdrew his oppressive gaze.
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