Although Qi Yuan had many questions in her mind, this was ultimately her boss’s private life, so she didn’t say much and pretended that nothing had happened as she followed Su Zhengxing into the elevator.
“Mr. Su, the financial news program at Beijing TV has been wanting to interview you. They’ve come many times already. I’ve seen their interview outline; it’s pretty good. I just sent it to your phone. Please take a look when you have time, and I’ll let them know if it’s appropriate.”
“From now on, send these kinds of interviews to Qin Shen.”
Su Zhengxing had no interest in accepting any TV interviews. He casually took out his phone to forward the outline Qi Yuan had sent him to Qin Shen, but unexpectedly saw the red dot for Lin Qiao in the top message box.
He clicked on it and realized that Lin Qiao had messaged him earlier that day!
The elevator doors, which were closing at a steady speed, were almost completely shut. Su Zhengxing pressed the open button anxiously and rushed out, but Lin Qiao was nowhere to be seen in the lobby.
He immediately dialed Lin Qiao’s number. After a brief silence, a cold, mechanical voice came from the other end: “Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service…”
He had no choice but to run toward the subway station near Baitian while typing on WeChat.
[Where are you?]
The moment he pressed send, a red exclamation mark popped up on his screen.
“You are not yet his/her friend. Please send a friend request first. You can chat only after the other party accepts your request.”
Su Zhengxing’s anxious steps came to a halt in the traffic.
…
The pink diamond ring was too valuable for Lin Qiao to handle casually, so she put it back in its box, intending to give it to him someday.
As for the four Lilong necklaces that she could afford to replace, Lin Qiao put them up for sale on a second-hand platform after she got back.
Having done all that, she boarded a travel agency’s plane without a second thought, traveling from the east coast to the west coast of the ocean, from the equator to Antarctica, taking in the sights of nearly half the globe.
It was more than two months later when she returned to Beijing. The sweltering heat had passed, and the weather was gradually cooling down.
Lin Qiao’s apartment was near the city TV station. She had lied to her family beforehand, saying that she had found a temporary job at the city TV station, so she needed to rent a house nearby.
Early in the morning, Lin Qiao was still half asleep in bed when her phone on the bedside table buzzed incessantly.
She peeked at the phone with sleepy eyes. It was that bastard Lin Ji again!
“What are you doing?” Lin Qiao turned on the speakerphone and lay back on the bed, not too annoyed.
“I’m at your TV station…”
Upon hearing this, Lin Qiao immediately jumped out of bed, hastily wiped her face, and asked again, “What did you say?”
“I said I’m in your TV station…in the bathroom…” Lin Ji’s voice inexplicably weakened.
Lin Qiao was completely bewildered, scratching her head: “What did you say?”
“I said I’m in your TV station’s bathroom! Get me a pair of pants right now!”
Even through the phone, the panic on the other end could be heard.
“What happened? Did you poop in your pants?” Lin Qiao instinctively asked.
“I didn’t!”
Lin Ji suddenly shouted on the other end of the phone, startling Lin Qiao so much that her eardrums almost burst.
Knowing that only Lin Qiao could save him now, Lin Ji suppressed his inner collapse and pleaded humbly, “Sister, I’m in the men’s restroom next to the studio on the first floor. Hurry up and bring me a pair of pants. I’ll explain everything else when you get here. I’m running out of time!”
Hearing his tone as if he was about to cry, Lin Qiao didn’t even have time to wash her face. She just brushed her teeth haphazardly and quickly grabbed a pair of black shorts from the closet before rushing over.
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