Chapter 16

Luo Xiao Xiao's forced pursed lip, the appearance is not to say dignified.

As Qin shaojue said, there are many media who want to interview Qin group. If this time, young Lord Qin offered to end the cooperation.

It is not only the financial press that will become a joke in the industry, but also her position as editor in chief may not be stable.

After all, she has only been in office for a short time and her foundation is not stable.

Thinking of the original intention of becoming a reporter, Luo Xiaoxiao can't help but close his eyes.

No, she can't let all her efforts be destroyed.

Without any trace, she took a look at the young Baron Qin, who was so busy that she bit her lower lip.

Opened the document, she will have written a part of the first draft to the Qin shaojue in front of: "Qin, please have a look."

Luo Xiaoxiao's first draft was written in pen, and the elegant font was a little scrawled.

Young Baron Qin put one hand on his forehead and looked at it at a glance.

Luo Xiao opened his chair and sat down, waiting quietly.

Eyes inadvertently swept over her body, her heart had a nervous feeling - how can she now have a primary school students waiting for the teacher to read the illusion?

The meeting room was very quiet, except for the sound of paper turning, there was only a faint breath.

I don't know how long later, Luo Xiao put down the manuscript in his hand.

His eyes were streaming on the delicate handwriting, and he said nothing.

Seeing his appearance in his eyes, Luo Xiao's heart suddenly clattered.

Ten fingers on the conference table were twisted into a twist, and even the palm was slightly wet.

Some couldn't bear the feeling of waiting for lingchi, so she said: "Mr. Qin, do you have any opinions on my interview draft?"

"Not attentive enough."

"Quack?" Luo Xiao Xiao stares at eyes, some Leng.

Looking at her dumbfounded appearance, young Baron Qin slowly added: "at the beginning, Qin group chose financial newspapers in various multimedia because general manager Wu said that Luo's articles were always deep."

The slender fingers pushed the manuscript forward casually, and he shrugged: "but I'm sorry, I didn't see any depth in this manuscript."

Luo Xiaoxiao's mouth muscles gently drew down, and the rising radian was a little strained.

"Mr. Qin, this is just the first draft."

Most importantly, this manuscript is just at the beginning.

"Well?" Eyebrows slightly pick up, Qin shaojue looked at her.

With thin lips up, he asked, "so?"

With a lump in his throat, Luo Xiao suddenly didn't know how to answer.

Slightly bent down, she directly pulled the manuscript back.

"Nothing." Forcefully pinched the manuscript, her finger joints slightly white: "Mr. Qin, I will take it back to revise it."

"Well." Shaojue Qin nodded slightly, as if in a casual way, "when the first draft is finished, please remember to send it."

There was a faint smell of fishy sweetness in my throat.

Throat gently roll, Luo Xiaosheng swallow the smell of blood back to the stomach.

"Yes, I know..." With a grim smile on her face, she dragged the ending very long. She cleaned up the papers on her desk in a hurry and turned away.

It's more than five o'clock. Qi Zhen comes to pick up the person.

As soon as rocoran saw him, he jumped off the sofa.

He jumped at Qi Zhen with a joyful face and called out: "father Qi Zhen!"

"My dear son." Qi Zhen stretched out her hand and picked up the little guy.

Fingers gently on the bridge of his nose, Qi Zhen's eyes and eyebrows are with a faint smile: "where's your mother?"

"Mom's in the room." With a little finger, he pushed his legs lightly and called out directly: "Mom, Dad Qizhen is coming!"

Smell speech, Luo Xiao Xiao leaned out the head from the room.

She couldn't help smiling when she looked at the little hand and foot dancer.

Deliberately bulging his cheeks, she gave the little guy a light angry look and said, "Mom will be fine soon."

"How long will it be?" Leaning his head against Qi Zhen's face, the little guy has a pure face.

"Ten minutes." After thinking about it, Lowell made a gesture to her.

"Good." The little guy nodded his head hard, but he didn't forget to tell him, "Mom, hurry up."

"I see." Luo Xiaoxiao's eyes crossed a ray of helpless light: "you play for a while."

A few minutes later, Lowell pushed the door and came in.

See Luo Xiaoxiao holding a laptop sitting in front of the sofa, his eyes can not help but across a touch of surprised light: "how do you bring work home?"

In order to accompany Luo Keran well, Luo Xiaoxiao seldom takes his work home.Think of Qin shaojue's appearance, Luo Xiao Xiao's action of tapping the keyboard, the mood immediately fell down.

Put the laptop in her arms to one side, her fingers gently on the knee, some ambiguous tone of the way: "met a little accident."

Eyes inadvertently swept over the content of the screen, Qi Zhen's eyes added a bit of elusive flavor: "are you writing the interview draft of Qin group?"

"Well." Mention this matter, Luo Xiao Xiao feels headache.

Between the eyebrows dyed a touch if there is no tired.

She pulled her finger between her eyebrows, and then said: "today, young Baron Qin made trouble for me with the interview draft. I want to finish it as soon as possible."

Smell speech, Qi Zhen open mouth want to say what.

But looking at Luo Xiaoxiao, he still didn't say anything.

"Conan has been waiting for a long time. Why don't we go to hamburger with him first." After thinking about it, Qi Zhen opened the topic: "you can't be in a hurry about the interview draft, can you?"

"Well." With his hands in some sour neck rub rub, Luo Xiao Xiao from the sofa to get up: "you wait for me, I go to the bathroom to wash a face."

"Well." Looking at her thoughtfully, Qi Zhen said: "Xiao Xiao, shaojue Qin is investigating you."

"I know." Looking back at him, Luo Xiaoxiao couldn't help laughing: "haven't you already told me about it?"

"And home care." Qi Zhen looked at her straightforwardly and added: "as far as I know, he has been investigating the cause of Gu's family accident in recent years."

The color of his blood faded, and Luo Xiaoxiao's face was a little terrible.

Biting the corner of her lip, her voice trembled a little uncontrollably: "what does young Lord Qin do to investigate the family affairs?"

"I don't know." Eyes color some dim, Qi Zhen gently shook his head: "but I think, after investigating these years, he should have more things in his hands than we do."