taste peaches

Chapter 62
Under normal circumstances, young lovers or couples, at least three to five times a week.

And Chen Jingpei's suggestion of twice a month is already very restrained.

But Xuan Zhi just couldn't get used to him, and said: "You don't have to deal with these power and sex transactions. If you want to accept an interview, accept it, and if you don't want it, you will pull it down. Anyway, I am not in the financial team, and I don't need to be interviewed." I must beg you."

"Besides, there are so many celebrities, and Fan can't hold you tight. I think the heirs of Zhen's Great Medicine Hall are also good interviewees. If it were me, I would also do an exclusive interview with the heirs of Zhen's. Do you have any questions?" What a rarity, every day tormenting teenagers addicted to games."

Chen Jingpei: "..."

It seems that the amount of exercise last night was still too little, which made her small mouth still have the strength to slap people like this.

Chen Jingpei pressed his brow bone helplessly, and said two words, "Alright."

Xuan Zhi thought he agreed, but his next sentence was: "The heir of the Zhen family is indeed more suitable as an interview subject, you can persuade your colleagues to change the target."

Xuan Zhi: "..." This is really screwed up, the aggressive method is actually useless?
After being at a loss for words for a few seconds, Xuan Zhi didn't bother to care anymore, raised his hand and took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, following his wishes, "Okay, then I'll go to work."

"..." Chen Jingpei had an urge to strangle her to death. When he watched those bloody idol dramas, the heroine usually asked the hero for something, and would agree to the hero's various conditions aggrievedly. Why? When I got to her place, but this way doesn't work, then find another way?
If you beg him coquettishly again, will you die?

This damned and incomprehensible woman!

Chen Jingpei felt uncomfortable all over, grabbed her small arm, and said in a heavy tone, "Don't run around during your menstrual period, please take leave today and rest at home."

Xuan Zhi: "If everyone hypocritically asks for leave during their menstrual period and does not go to work, wouldn't that be an extra reason for some companies to not give priority to recruiting women when recruiting?"

Chen Jingpei couldn't laugh angrily: "Who would talk nonsense like you."

"That's a big deal." She was a news reporter, and she had encountered all sorts of weird things.

"Okay, I can't talk to you." Chen Jingpei finally got nothing to do with her, twisted her thin clothes and said, "I'll take you there. You go and put on an extra coat first, so you don't catch a cold."

Xuan Zhi deliberately confronted him: "You don't need to send it, we don't know each other well. If my colleagues bump into me by accident, I have no reason to persuade them to change their target."

In the end, she was angry that he was going to play the plutocratic "power sex deal" with her just now.

Chen Jingpei didn't dare to speak at all, he was afraid that she would break up if she disagreed: "...Then drive slowly. Come back at night and live with me."

The cautious appearance almost fully revealed the attributes of a strict wife.

Xuan Zhi resisted not laughing, raised her chin arrogantly, and hummed: "I'll see how I feel."

……

Originally, the newspaper office had weekends and holidays, and yesterday's Mid-Autumn Festival also had a three-day holiday.

However, because Xuan Zhi is engaged in social news, and Feicheng Daily has a heavy workload every day, she chose other ways of vacation.

For example, the way of paid vacation at the end of the year.

Or occasionally when she is really not particularly busy, she will rest on Saturdays and Sundays.

Today, she originally wanted to take a break, but two days ago, she contacted the village committee of Huangdong Village, and she was going to interview a 90-year-old veteran in the village who had no children.

on the road.

The traffic was jammed badly.

Xuan Zhi drove the car, moving forward at a terrific speed.

At this time, in the left lane, a black private car slowly drove up and paralleled her.

She glanced casually, and saw a boy in a white shirt in the driver's seat with the window open, with melancholy and empty eyes, quietly looking out the window like a lifeless puppet.

For just such a moment, Xuan Zhi's heart, for some reason, was suddenly pulled hard, as if being grabbed, squeezed and twisted by the bloody hands of the devil, and trembling with pain.

She looked at that boy, his eyebrows and eyes looked very similar...

(End of this chapter)