"Xiaomeng, are you two in there?"
At the door, Su Jinyi comes to her room and is ready to talk to her. Then she hears Su Aimeng's voice.
Su Aimeng's eye crossed Yun Zhexi's, turned and yelled at the door, and opened the door.
"What's the matter? Dad
The introduction of the two children, Su Jinyi a face slightly surprised flash eyes, way "small zhe you really in ah, talk about what?"
"Oh, no uncle. I just want to ask if I've sorted out my thoughts for today's interview. "
"Interview?"
Su Jinyi's shocked eyes looked at him, then turned to Su Aimeng, and asked curiously and interestingly, "does Xiao Meng want to write an interview?"
Seeing this, due to the truth of the matter, Su Aimeng nodded awkwardly and said "Hmm" in a soft voice
"Ha ha ha, that's good. It seems that I will be able to see your manuscript soon. "
Su Aimeng awkwardly pulls the corner of her mouth. When she wants to speak, she only hears Yun Zhexi's mouth and interrupts her voice.
"Uncle, I'm looking forward to it. What will Xiaomeng say about me?"
"Don't worry. Xiaomeng's writing style is good. I'm sure she will praise you well. "
"Praise me, that's the best."
The two men sing in unison and discuss with relish. Su Aimeng is the only one left. She smokes the corners of her mouth and looks back at them.
"All right. I won't disturb you both
With that, Su Jinyi turned to open the door and walked out.
As soon as the door was closed, Su could not help but clench her teeth and say, "Yun Zhexi!! Do you lie without thinking? When did I hear about your interview? How could I publish an interview draft
"Do you lie through the brain?"
"Yun Zhexi! I'm talking to you now. You don't have to laugh with me
Su Aimeng was very upset at first. She knew her father's name. Once he said something good to her, he would take it seriously and keep it in mind; And now in front of this guy, actually still in the mood to talk and laugh with himself?
"Who are you joking with? I told you to write an interview. You didn't show up this afternoon. Can you blame me? It's very good that I haven't asked you to claim for mine. "
In order to wait for her, the interview, which could have been completed in dozens of minutes, was delayed for two hours; In the end, there was no one waiting for her.
Do you think he's angry!
"I... I don't know if you're real or not. You're not all written by entertainment reporters or gossip reporters. Why do you want me to write for you? "
Although Su Aimeng still has some resentment, her voice is not so rude, and her eyes are wandering in her eyes.
"Write it if you want. Tomorrow morning at the latest, please give me your corrected manuscript. Don't let me correct it for you again! "
Yun Zhexi left her room without looking at her.
Su Aimeng stood in the same place with a dull face, annoyed.