Li Qing stopped in front of the Gangbei Morning Post and glanced out of the window. He saw that the welcome staff of the newspaper had stood in two rows at the door. Several newspaper staff even held up a rough tablet in their hands and wrote "welcome Mr. Li" in big black characters with a marker. It was ugly.

This welcome lineup should be that all employees of Hong Kong Beichen newspaper poured out.

"It seems that I am also a celebrity now..." Li Qing pulled the corners of her mouth reluctantly, her eyes jumped away in the crowd at the door of the newspaper, and finally stopped on a familiar shadow.

It was Yang Xi, with a small mouth and a calm face. She stood at the back of the crowd, her light appearance in sharp contrast to the joy of the others around her.

"Yang Xi Xi... Which newspaper does he work for? How erratic..." Li Qing shouted. Before he had time to think about it, a middle-aged man with a bald head walked to the car with a smile on his face.

He leaned slightly. His eyes under his glasses looked at Li Qing slightly respectfully through the window, and then stretched out his hand to open the door for him: "Hello, Mr. Li."

"Hello," Li Qing said hurriedly, got out of the car and shook hands with the middle-aged man.

"I'm Yan boxue, President of Hong Kong Beichen newspaper." the middle-aged man introduced himself with a kind face, "on behalf of the 72 employees of the whole society, thank you for your interview."

Li Qing quickly smiled and waved his hand: "Mr. Yan is polite. I should thank Hong Kong Beichen newspaper for this opportunity."

Seeing that Li Qing was so polite and had no airs at all, Yan learned a little relaxed and immediately smiled and said, "I had contact with Mr. Fang Yong before. I really want to thank the Li family for taking care of our newspaper during this time."

Li Qing blinked softly and said nothing more. He knew clearly that it was precisely because the Li family supported him backstage that the North Hong Kong Morning Post took the lead in the recent public opinion offensive. In front of him, the president of the Hong Kong North morning post, named Yan boxue, naturally gained a lot of personal benefits from this clear-cut stand in the media industry.

Yan erudite turned around and raised his hand to Yang Xixi: "Xixi, come here."

Yang Xi Xi lowered his eyes and walked to Yan boxue.

"Mr. Li, if you have no objection, Miss Yang Xixi is the reporter we arranged for you."

Li Qing smiled and stared at Yang Xi Xi's trembling long eyelashes: "Miss Yang, which newspaper do you belong to?"

"Oh?" Yan boxue looked at the two people in front of him in some surprise. "Did you know each other before?"

Li Qing said: "I've only met once, but I'm not familiar. The last time Miss Yang appeared in front of me, she invited me for an interview in the name of Lingang Metropolis Daily. Now she appears here again, I just feel a little curious."

Yan boxue's face stiffened slightly and hurriedly said: "Mr. Li, I'm really sorry. This is our negligence. Because Miss Yang is a freelance reporter and doesn't work full-time in the North Hong Kong morning post. Because she has unique views on a series of events in Lingang recently, her articles have also caused quite a stir, so we thought... Of course, if Mr. Li is not satisfied with this, we'll change people immediately."

When the voice fell, Yan boxue turned back and waved, "Xiao Liu! Come here!"

Seeing that Yan erudite was going to change people, Yang Xi was annoyed. She suddenly raised her head and glared at Li Qing fiercely: "Master Li, do you have to live with me!"

Li Qing said, "I'm just stating the facts. Why have I had trouble with you?"

Yan erudite quickly pulled Yang Xixi aside: "Xixi, speak politely. You go to the office and wait for me first."

"Hum! You are the leader of the Li family. What else can you do but bully others?" Yang Xi stared at her and immediately turned around and went up the steps. "I'm young and full of prejudice. I really thought I'd like to interview you!"

Li Qing gently pulled at the corners of his mouth, stared at Yang Xi Xi's back and shouted, "stop for me."

"Master Li, calm down, calm down. I'm sorry I'm too young and not sensible..." Yan eruxue said nervously on one side.

Li Qing ignored Yan erudition and bypassed him: "are you still going?"

Yang Xi Xi suddenly stopped at his feet, turned his charming body and scolded, "I'll go if I want to. Do you still want to bully good people in the street?"

Li Qing immediately cried and laughed, "are you kind?"

"It's always better than you. At least I won't think I'm right!"

Li Qing stretched out his finger to Yang Xixi: "if you run again, you are afraid of me."

Yang Xixi was about to walk away again. When he heard Li Qing's words, his just raised foot fell down again and stared at Li Qing angrily: "I will be afraid of you? Hum, dream!"

"OK, I'll let you interview me."

Yang Xixi looked disdainful: "if you let me interview, I will interview? Li Qing, what are you? Do you take yourself too much as an onion?"

Li Qing tilted her head: "did you say you were not afraid of me? Miss Yang, you are a little timid."

Even though Yang Xixi knew it was an aggressive method, he could hardly restrain his anger. He was fooled uncontrollably: "OK, Li Qing, this time you asked for it on your own initiative, not me."

"Of course."

"I'm waiting for you in the interview room." Yang Xixi shook the horsetail behind his head, turned and ran into the door.

Yan erudite looked sorry and said cautiously, "Master Li, I'm so sorry..."

"It doesn't matter." Li Qing waved her hand carelessly. "Miss Yang is really an interesting person."

Yan erudite looked at Li Qing in surprise, but he didn't dare to say anything. He leaned slightly and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Li, please."

"HMM." Li Qing took two steps forward. Suddenly he seemed to think of something and suddenly patted his palm.

This move startled president Yan boxue and hurriedly asked, "what's the matter, Mr. Li?"

"I forgot." Li Qing turned and pointed to the trunk of his car. "I brought you gifts."

"Gift?" Yan erudite was stunned, and immediately waved his hand again and again, "can't, can't, it's not good."

"Mr. Yan doesn't have to be so polite. It's not valuable. It's just a token of his heart." Li Qing opened the trunk and took out a carton from inside. Yan eruxue quickly asked his employees to pick it up.

"Let's go." Li Qing grinned and took the lead in walking into the Hong Kong Beichen newspaper.

Yan boxue stared at the cartons held by his employees, lowered his voice and asked, "what is it?"

"I don't know, it seems round..." the employee also looked at a loss.

"Forget it, let's talk about it later." Yan boxue waved his hand and quickly caught up with Li Qing. "Please come here, Master Li."

Under the leadership of President Yan erudite, Li Qing walked into the interview room, where Yang Xixi had already waited. When she saw Li Qing coming in, she just slightly lifted her eyelids. She didn't stand up or speak. It seemed that she was still angry.

Yan erudite gave Yang Xi a look of blame, and immediately smiled at Li Qing: "Mr. Li, let's start the interview first, and then let Xiao Wang fill in some photos. What do you think?"

"Yes." Li Qing sat down on the sofa opposite Yang Xixi.

"Here." Yang Xixi stretched out his jade hand and handed Li Qing a piece of paper, but didn't look at him. "This is the question of this interview. Take a look first and prepare your ideas. If there's no opinion, we'll start quickly."

Li Qing took the paper in his hand, lowered his head and glanced roughly: "there is no problem overall, but this question about watermelon should be removed."

"Why?" Yang Xixi stared at Li Qing provocatively. "Does the leader of the Li family also think what he has done is absurd?"

Yan erudite hurriedly said, "I'm sorry. I'll get rid of it if Lord Li asks me to."

"President Yan." Yang Xi glanced at Yan erudite and said unhappily, "if you think you are more suitable than me, just come and interview."

"You... How can you talk like that." Yan erudite was so angry that I would have replaced your stubborn little girl film if the leader of the Li family didn't want you to interview.

Li Qing slightly waved his hand to Yan boxue and immediately leaned forward: "the question you prepared in advance is asking me why I used watermelon as a cover to lead to the Xishui Street case."

"Yes." Yang Xixi opened the shorthand book. "Master Li is ready to answer the question? Then we'd better start with the first question and don't jump. Even if master Li doesn't abide by the rules, please support my work, okay?"

"No, Miss Yang misunderstood me." Li Qing smiled and shook his head. "I just want to tell you that this problem is meaningless, because I didn't use that watermelon as a cover at all."

Yang Xi Xi crossed his fingers and stared at Li Qing quietly: "if the leader of the Li family denies this problem, it shows that you think this watermelon meets two prerequisites."

"Xi Xi, why don't you keep an eye on this watermelon? Isn't it good to ask some other questions?" Yan boxue interrupted again. The dissatisfaction on Yang Xi Xi's fine cheek became stronger. She lowered her head and jade fingers, fiddled with the recording pen on the table and stopped making a sound.

The atmosphere that was not very harmonious at first was completely frozen at this time.

Li Qing was also a little annoyed. He turned and glanced at Yan boxue and the people behind him: "Mr. Yan, we need to be quiet. Can you wait outside?"

"Ah, OK, OK, let's go outside." Yan erudite can not listen to Yang Xixi's words, but Li Qing's orders have to be obeyed. He quickly took people out of the interview room, sat in a chair outside across the transparent glass wall and looked at the two people in the room.

Li Qing looked at Yang Xi in front of him and said, "you continue to say, which two preconditions do I need to meet?"

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