As a mid-level cadre of Haizhou City TV station and the front-line host, He Xian took on the task of filming the wedding ceremony of Jing Gao, the owner of the Phoenix Group, in the city station.
On the afternoon of October 2, she took the young assistant assigned to her work to the An Tuan Hotel in the center of the city to ask for an audience with Jing Gao.
"Da da da."
The forty-three-year-old He Xian was wearing an elegant dark blue professional skirt. She still had a good figure. Her height of 1.7 meters and 5cm high heels made her legs wearing black stockings even more slender and charming.
The high heels stepped quickly on the floor of the lobby on the first floor of the city's designated hospitality hotel, An Tuan Hotel. It shows the unrest in her heart.
"Didi..."
"Oh, I'm sorry, I have a voice recorder in my bag." At the door of the small conference room on the second floor, Jing Gao's bodyguard used the instrument to check him out. He Xian apologized without changing her face and took out the voice recorder from the Hermès bag. , handed it to the female bodyguard who scanned her, and emphasized: "This is the asset of our station."
The female bodyguard was wearing a black suit, short hair, and gloves. She said professionally: "I will take good care of it."
He Xian's little assistant has just graduated from college. She is a girl with short hair. She can't help but vomit coquettishly. This Mr. Jing, who is about to get married, is so extravagantly grand! He is worthy of being the richest man in Su Province! Meeting him was like meeting him in person.
He Xian and her assistant passed the security check, passed through the "defense line" composed of more than a dozen bodyguards, and walked into the small conference room on the second floor of the hotel.
I saw a young man in a casual suit, slightly drunk, leaning on a chair at the end of the conference room, looking leisurely and comfortable. A charming and beautiful young woman was beside him.
This image is instantly impressive.
The richest man in a province and the richest man on Fortune magazine's list are just like ordinary people in private. But combined with the "security check" and the "protective layer" of the bodyguard team to see him, as well as the beautiful young woman who is laughing and chatting with him, he will unconsciously give him a halo.
He Xian suppressed the restless emotions in her heart, and a formulaic smile appeared on her delicate and beautiful face. She took a few steps forward to say hello and reached out her hand proactively, "Mr. Jing, hello. I am He Xian from Haizhou City Station. Responsible for photographing your entire wedding.”
Jing Gao stood up holding on to the armrest and shook hands with this charming and mature beautiful woman, "Hello, Director He. I drank some wine at noon, please forgive me. Please sit down."
"Oh, it's okay. I'll also contact Assistant Guan to see if I can confirm a few points of the wedding photography with you in person." He Xian explained with a smile. But in his heart, he couldn't help but think of the scene when his daughter handed his business card to her last night.
"Mom, my cousin knows Mr. Jing and is a high school classmate. The two of them went shopping on the campus of No. 1 Middle School. I will come back first. Mr. Jing left me a business card and said he is your fan."
"Okay, put your business card on the table." She was wrapped in a towel and came out of the bathroom to take a shower. Her husband worked out of town all year round, so she and her daughter were the only ones at home all year round. Very casual at home.
She walked to the table and looked at the number on the personal business card with "Jing Gao" printed on it. She was filled with thoughts and even a little bit of pressure.
Can a woman of her age not understand what a successful man wants to do by giving a business card to a young girl? This made her very uneasy.
The richest man in Jiangsu Province is getting married and is giving business cards to his daughter. This is simply... too romantic.
She had to find a way to get rid of the idea of "Mr. Well". She didn't want her daughter to fall into this pit of fire. Moreover, her niece Shao Sisi may not have had any good intentions when she brought her daughter to Jing Gao. This Bichi.
He Xian took out a pen and notebook, asked a few questions according to the plan listed above, and then said: "Mr. Jing, I want to have a few words with you alone."
This kind of request is generally not allowed. Because the status difference is too far. In addition, if a man is rich and a woman looks good, it is easy to cause rumors, which will be bad for Mr. Jing's reputation. But yesterday her daughter relayed what Igao said and said he was a fan of hers. If this is true, it's perfectly fine to have a few words alone.
Jing Gao nodded, placed the tea cup in his hand on the conference table in front of him, and made a gesture. Guan Yujia smiled and took He Xian's assistant out.
"Mr. Jing, Ye Yuchang is still young. I hope she can focus on her studies." He Xian gently pulled her hair around her ears. Her black hair was tied behind her head, showing the dignity and charm of a mature woman. She looked at Jing with her bright eyes. Gao said seriously.
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Who is Jing Gao? He immediately understood what she meant. Looking at the still delicate and beautiful face two meters away in front of her, compared to when she was a gold medal host in Taili, Haizhou City more than ten years ago, these beautiful eyes are less agile and more amorous with worldly experience. This gives her tall and slim figure the style and fragrance of a ripe fruit.
The girl's mother went to tell her on the spot: "Don't go pick up my daughter." This is actually very embarrassing! However, Jing Gao was still very thick-skinned. He sat in the soft chair, waved his hands and said: "Ms. He, Xiaoye is very beautiful, and she is your daughter. I just happened to be able to give her a business card. I won't Take the initiative to contact her. I don’t have her phone number either.”
This is Jing Gao's true words. He doesn't have that much time to go to Jinling to pick up girls.
The reason why he was willing to give He Xian an explanation and a promise was mainly because he still had good memories of the fantasy object he had in his youth in middle and high school.
He Xian was speechless for a while, what does "and she's your daughter" mean? Do you still have any thoughts about me? What a disgusting, shameless lsp. She was not satisfied with this answer and said, "Sisi has Yu Chang's number!"
It's been a long time since anyone spoke so boldly in front of him. Jing Gao said angrily: "Ms. He, since I gave you a guarantee and you don't believe it, what else do you want? My time is precious, and I have no interest in being here with you. You discuss hypothetical times when that will happen. You go about your business!”
He Xian was so angry that she was shaking all over, "Okay, Mr. Jing, I hope you remember your promise." After saying that, she stepped on her high heels and left extremely dissatisfied. The dark blue professional skirt outlines the beautiful curves of her back...
Jing Gao looked at the ripe peaches admiringly and couldn't help but shake his head. Sent WeChat with Ling Chuqing. Her flight arrives tonight. As a mutual friend between him and Weiwei, Chu Qing was naturally invited.
With He Xian's attitude, no matter how evil or rebellious he was, he would probably want to capture Ye Yuchang. With his current wealth and status, if he wanted to capture an eighteen-year-old girl, it would be easy. The probability is eight or nine.
Of course, he wouldn't do such a thing. His business card has caused trouble in other people's lives, and he is not prepared to continue to disturb it.
Guan Yujia came in from the door with a smile, "Brother Jing, what did you talk about? I think Director He's face looks ugly."
Jing Gao didn't shy away from it, and talked to Guan Yujia, saying: "Guan Guan, men are lustful. It's a normal reaction for me to see a beautiful woman giving a business card, but someone else's mother came to me to argue. This is also very painful. matter."
Guan Yujia covered her mouth, chuckled, and reminded: "Brother Jing, you have to be careful that the market station will mess with you. I'll call Jinling and transfer the equipment and team from the provincial station."
Jing Gao nodded, "Okay! Let's go, I'll go back to the villa to rest. Later in the evening, the family will entertain Weiwei for dinner."
