Bo Nian: "..."
After the siblings hung up, within just an hour, Bo Nian received a call from Bo Nian again.
The people at the company collaborating with Bo Nian were quite interested in the brother ntioned on Bo Nian’s call. When Bo Nian went downstairs to get sothing, everyone gathered by the window to watch.
Downstairs, there was a black Porsche Cayenne parked, but the person inside didn’t get out. Bo Nian reached through the window to get a bag and waved to the person in the car.
Not sure what the person in the car said, but Bo Nian frowned and then broke into a smile.
Didn’t see Bo Nian’s brother, which was a bit disappointing, but after Bo Nian ca upstairs, everyone returned to their seats.
Soone asked Bo Nian, "What did your brother bring you?"
Since the studio’s partner was a girl, and all the n and won brought in were young, everyone told jokes without any reservations.
"Niannian, is he your real brother or a romantic interest?"
Bo Nian twitched, looking at the girl who spoke, "Zhangzhang, you’re really so dirty. Do you know what you’re talking about?"
"Hahaha..."
Everyone laughed.
Bo Nian huffed, "Of course he’s my real brother, I’m on my period, my brother made Brown Sugar Ginger Water for . So, do you want to try so?"
The girl nad Zhangzhang backed off, "Your brother is so thoughtful."
Everyone nodded with admiration, indeed thoughtful.
Bo Nian shrugged, without refuting, her brother is absolutely a rare good brother.
The Brown Sugar Ginger Water was packed in a thermos by her brother, along with the Xu’s stead buns she likes to eat, and a can of soy milk.
Most of the studio was envious.
Having such a warm-hearted brother is truly rare.
Bo Zhi arrived at the research institute, originally thinking the people from Mingjiang had already left, but unexpectedly was stopped right on the spot.
Exactly blocking the road, getting in the way of his car.
Bo Zhi particularly disliked this kind of coercive behavior, he stepped on the brakes and lowered the car window, isha’s face lit up, hurriedly approaching.
Through the half-open window, one couldn’t fully see Bo Zhi’s face, but just seeing a third of it, it was already evident how exquisite it was.
isha’s face slightly flushed, feeling embarrassed for her rashness earlier, "Mr. Bo, hello, I..."
Bo Zhi didn’t let her say much, interrupted her, "I seem to have had my colleagues at the institute tell you earlier, I do not accept any interviews."
isha’s words, ready to burst out, were awkwardly stuck in her throat.
She thought Bo Zhi would at least be a gentlemanly man, even if displeased with her approach, would understand her difficulties in this position;
Besides, she was a woman, seeing the man’s face without a hint of softening, isha suddenly felt aggrieved.
A glimr of tears was in her eyes.
Bo Zhi wasn’t a person who had any pity for the fairer sex, looking at the other’s tearful expression, he felt no sympathy, only irritation.
After all, at ho, his sister and mother never relied on vulnerability to win.
They excelled in their own fields, and never easily displayed grievance.
Including...
A face flashed in his mind, he snorted lightly.
"Who allowed you to block the road here? Mingjiang’s reach is quite long, do you have insiders in our institute?"
These words were a bit harsh.
isha felt if she didn’t explain herself, this matter certainly wouldn’t end well.
If it escalated to Mingjiang, how could she survive?
Thinking of how confident she was leaving Mingjiang, even boasting and joking about Mou Wen.
In the end, gained nothing, even lost face, how else could she maintain her dignity?
Although frustrated, considering the identity of the man in front of her, isha didn’t dare to be presumptuous, she retreated a few steps.
Shook her head, "No, I didn’t, please don’t misunderstand."
Bo Zhi emotionlessly said, "I don’t accept any form of interviews, nor will anyone from the institute;
you’ve co to the wrong place, it’s better to find another venue, please move aside."
isha felt she had lost all face, Bo Zhi simply didn’t give her any face, not only that, but also embarrassed her.
Now even if returning to Mingjiang, she didn’t know how to explain to Editor-in-Chief Wu.
Before she was so confident, now, very depressed.
...
isha returned to Mingjiang in a dejected manner, her face gloomy and unpleasant, a deputy editor saw her bloodless face, and made a comnt.
"isha, tough ti with the interview?"
isha was filled with anger, like a gaping wound suddenly ripped open, uncontrollably scolding the deputy editor, "What’s it got to do with you?
Are you the editor-in-chief? Is it your place to ask if I interviewed or not?"
The deputy editor: "..."
What a person.
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