Although the gossip soul of the editor of the magazine was already hungry and thirsty, Song Nanchuan's natural domineering president aura blocked her eager steps.
Holding a laptop in her hand, she bowed to Pei Ying with a smile: "Hello, Miss Pei, I'm Xiao Feng, and I'm here to interview you."
Pei Ying quickly quit the game, stood up from the sofa, and nodded to her: "Hello, Miss Feng."
"Hello, hello, you can just call me Xiao Feng." Xiao Feng said modestly, and his affection for Pei Ying was much higher in his heart.
She sat down opposite Pei Ying, her eyes couldn't help being drawn to Song Nanchuan, and after meeting his eyes, she turned her head away as quickly as if she was electrocuted, smiling nervously and restrained.
Song Nanchuan looked at her and said with a slight smile, "I won't disturb you here, will I?"
"Don't disturb, don't disturb!" Xiao Feng shook his head like a rattle, what she was worried about now was that she disturbed them...
"Then you start, I promise to keep quiet."
"Okay, okay, hehe." Xiao Feng laughed awkwardly again, then looked at Pei Ying, "So we're starting?"
"Oh... good." Song Nanchuan's existence not only put pressure on Xiao Feng, but also on Pei Ying. Is he going to sit here and listen to the interview? So shy!
But it seemed very rude to drive him out. He had stayed here on purpose to wait for him.
Pei Ying shook her neck and sat down on the sofa again: "Let's start."
It is a serious magazine, so the interview questions are also serious questions. Song Nanchuan, as he said, was very quiet from beginning to end, and Xiao Feng and Pei Ying, who gradually entered the state, quickly ignored his existence.
"Miss Pei is in such a good shape, do you usually pay attention to dieting?" Xiao Feng asked.
Pei Ying shook her head: "I didn't go out on a diet, but I usually eat regularly. I don't overeat. When I have nothing to do, I also practice yoga and dance at home."
"So it turns out that a reasonable diet is also very important." Xiao Feng asked while recording on the computer, "Then what does Miss Pei like to eat? Let me share some delicious food with you."
"Well, personally, I like to eat seafood. If I go to the seafood buffet, I can eat twenty scallops in one go. It's definitely not an exaggeration."
Xiao Feng: "…"
Who just said no to overeating...
"Secondly, I prefer spicy food, such as hot pot skewers and vegetables, and some small snacks that I usually like to eat, like raw macaron potato chips..."
Xiao Feng listened to the food names that came out of her mouth one after another with black lines all over her head... What about a reasonable diet!
Song Nanchuan listened very carefully. Many of what Pei Ying said were things that Xiao Zhang had not summed up before. With his super memory, he memorized them all.
The small interview was over in more than ten minutes, Xiao Feng held the computer as he did when he came, and bowed to Pei Ying: "Thank you Miss Pei for your cooperation, these will be published in the next issue of the magazine, and we will send you a post at that time. sent samples."
"OK, thanks."
"No, then I'll say goodbye first." Before leaving, Xiao Feng bowed in Song Nanchuan's direction again, "Goodbye, Mr. Song."
She walked out hand in hand.
Song Nanchuan stood up, walked to Pei Ying, and asked her with a smile, "Are you hungry?"
"A little." She didn't eat much at noon in order to take pictures in the afternoon. Song Nanchuan opened the door to rest and turned to look at her: "Then let's go."
"Good, good."
Walking to the elevator, Song Nanchuan pressed the elevator and asked Pei Ying beside him, "What would you like to eat at night?"
"Well, I said scallops just now, and I just want to eat scallops."
"Then let's go eat seafood."
"But will I be unable to book a seat now?" Pei Ying was a little worried. The seafood buffet business she often went to eat was very good, and she usually made reservations two days in advance.
Song Nanchuan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, just let Xiao Zhang do it."
Only then did Pei Ying realize that Song Nanchuan was a domineering president, how could he not be able to book a seat.
After Song Nanchuan called Xiao Zhang, the elevator went down to the first floor. Walking out of Emperor Kai's gate, Pei Ying suddenly felt a little strange. She turned her head and glanced forward, but found nothing wrong.
"What's wrong?" Song Nanchuan stopped and asked her when he saw her looking at a certain point in a trance.
"It's nothing, maybe it's my illusion." Pei Ying shook his head and walked with Song Nanchuan to the car waiting at the door.
After driving away for a long time, the driver looked at the rearview mirror and said to Song Nanchuan, "Mr. Song, a car seems to be following us."
Song Nanchuan's brows moved, and he turned to look behind him: "Which one?"
"That white van." The driver reported all the license plates.
Song Nanchuan narrowed his eyes. His drivers are all experienced drivers, and because of his status, his drivers are more vigilant than ordinary drivers in terms of safety, and their feelings are usually not wrong.
But he couldn't think of who was going to follow him.
Pei Ying also turned to look at the van. It was far away and drove on the road step by step. If she was asked to see it, she couldn't see anything suspicious.
"Actually, when I just left Kaihuang, I felt like someone was taking pictures of us." Pei Ying expressed her previous doubts. She thought it was just her illusion, but now that the driver said this, it is very likely that they did. is being watched.
"Taking pictures?" Song Nanchuan recalled, he was not as sensitive to the camera as Pei Ying, and he didn't notice anything wrong at the time.
Pei Ying said: "Actually, we often encounter paparazzi stalking in our business, but I'm not popular, and no one has ever followed me..." Is this a paparazzi? Is it for her, or for Song Nanchuan
Song Nanchuan lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then asked the driver in the front row, "Is there a way to get rid of them?"
"Okay." The driver saw a green light ahead and rushed over before it was about to turn red.
The van was still parked opposite the intersection waiting for the red light. Pei Ying smiled and said, "They follow traffic rules quite a bit."
As soon as she finished speaking here, the van turned on its turn signal and turned to the left.
"Looks like I haven't given up yet." Song Nanchuan laughed.
The driver turned left and right on the road for a long time before completely getting rid of the van. Song Nanchuan thought for a while, and said to Pei Ying beside him, "I'll take you back tonight, and I'll have dinner next time."
"Yeah." Pei Ying nodded, still unsure of the identity and purpose of the other party, since he was targeted, it would be safer to go home first.
The driver changed his route and drove towards the place where Pei Ying lived. When she got downstairs to her apartment, Pei Ying got out of the car alone.
"I'm so sorry today, they might really be paparazzi following me." Pei Ying stood at the door and said apologetically to Song Nanchuan.
Song Nanchuan said: "It's nothing, just a little regretful. I invited you to eat this meal three times, but it didn't work."
Pei Ying burst out laughing: "Next time I will definitely be able to eat."
Song Nanchuan smiled and said, "I hope so. Go ahead and call me if you have anything."
"Okay, goodbye Mr. Song." Pei Ying waved to Song Nanchuan and walked quickly towards the community.
Song Nanchuan was no longer interested in eating, so he asked the driver to drive the car back to the company and continue to work.
After Pei Ying got home, she was still reminiscing about the stalking incident. It is very likely that those people were paparazzi, and it was very likely that she took a picture of her and Song Nanchuan together. Do you want to call Chen Sheng to report it first
She thought about it carefully. The photos they took should only be the photos of her and Song Nanchuan getting into the car. Based on this photo alone, they would at most write a "like intimacy" report, telling Chen Sheng that he might I wish I and Song Nanchuan could spread this kind of news.
So she shrugged and decided to go with the flow.
Because I didn't eat seafood at night, Pei Ying was very empty, and eating a large bowl of noodles didn't help.
Early the next morning, she was woken up by the ringing of her mobile phone, and when she saw Chen Sheng, Pei Ying's spirit was shaken. Is there a new job
She quickly picked up the phone: "Mr. Chen, good morning!"
"Good morning..." Chen Sheng was shocked by her enthusiasm, "That little Pei, have you been online today?"
"not yet."
"Oh, then you'd better take a look. You and Song Nanchuan made headlines."
Pei Ying: "..."
She took three steps and two steps before running to the computer: "Wait, I'm turning it on."
"Hey." Chen Sheng replied, "Don't worry, they didn't take any pictures, just a picture of you getting on Song Nanchuan's car. I called you mainly to ask, you and Song Nanchuan... "
"Nothing!" Pei Ying explained.
"Is there any possibility of development?"
Pei Ying: "..."
Is this really the way to go...
"Song Nanchuan has just become a shareholder of Huanyu, and now he is a hot and popular figure. Last time, Xie Han was not photographed with him, and it was discussed on Weibo for several days. If it weren't for this, her heroine It's not that easy to get."
Pei Ying: "..."
"That Mr. Chen, I'll read the news first and call you later."
"Okay, take your time."
Pei Ying hung up the phone and read the news carefully.
This report, from the title, you can see that the writer is full of maliciousness.
"Pei Ying, who plays the role of Liuguang Nishang Shi Jing, why did he become popular so quickly?! The gold owner behind it is Song Nanchuan, the major shareholder of Universal Universe!"
The writer wrote about a thousand words, and Pei Ying listed them, mainly expressing the following three meanings.
"Look! I said long ago that Pei Yinghuo is abnormal! There is indeed a gold master behind it!"
"Wow, the gold owner is still Song Nanchuan, a new major shareholder of Huanyu! "Liuguang Nishang" is invested by Huanyu!"
"She even got into Song Nanchuan's luxury car. God, they're so shy where they're going!"
Well, one last thing to add, the word "like intimacy" is really used in the report.