"First, this watermelon was indeed sent by major general Zhong Ruoxi. I dare not make a rash judgment on the relationship between Li family leader and major general Zhong Ruoxi." Yang Xixi raised his eyes again, "But I can't understand why Mr. Li claimed that the watermelon he lost in Jiufang Entertainment - city is green, black and white. Since Mr. Li wants to announce your intention in this way, why should he shrink from admitting it?"

"Oh?" facing Yang Xixi's sarcastic look, Li Qing slightly picked up the tip of her eyebrows, "you have little knowledge. It's my fault?"

"I don't know much?" Yang Xixi clapped his hand on the table and became angry again. "The Li family has a wide range of views. You might as well show me this watermelon with green skin, sunspots and white flesh? Are you going to use it as an excuse?"

"Oh." Li Qing nodded, got up in Yang Xi's stunned eyes, opened the door of the interview room and shouted, "President Yan, where's the thing I brought?"

"Ah, here it is." Yan boxue quickly pointed to a young employee and asked him to hold the carton in front of Li Qing.

"Thanks." Li Qing took the carton, turned back to the interview room and put it on the table.

Yang Xi Xi frowned: "what is this?"

Li Qing directly stretched out his hand and pulled out a dagger from his waist. Yang Xi saw the "ah" scream, twisted her body around the back of the sofa, and looked at Li Qing with shrinking eyes: "what are you going to do?"

"What are you afraid of? I won't eat you." Li Qing turned a big white eye, danced a knife flower between his fingers, then held the blade end and handed it to Yang Xi Xi.

"Take it." Li Qing said impatiently.

Yang Xi Xi carefully reached out and took it: "do you take this thing with you on weekdays?"

Li Qing looked up and glanced at Yang sparingly: "amulet, can't you?"

"Hehe, Master Li's amulet is really special." Yang Xixi's face was a little stiff. He pointed to the carton on the table with his dagger. "What's this?"

"What do you think?" Li Qing tore open the tape on the carton and took out a round watermelon from inside.

This is a real Xingshan melon sent by Qian Liming yesterday.

"Cut it open." Li Qing nodded to Yang Xi.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course."

Yang Xixi came back from behind the sofa, pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, wiped the dagger, and then divided the watermelon in front of him into two.

Meimou stared at the watermelon that had become two halves on the table and opened her mouth: "white?"

"Green skin, black spots and white flesh." Li Qing smiled and stretched out his hand. "Now it can be proved that I didn't lie?"

Yan boxue, the president of the interview room, saw the scene through the glass wall and couldn't help bouncing up from his chair: "is there such a watermelon? It's really a long experience..."

"Try it," said Li Qing.

Yang Xixi cut off a small piece of watermelon with a sharp dagger and chewed it gently in his mouth: "mmm... Very sweet."

After a pause, Yang Xixi said again, "can I take pictures?"

"Of course." Li Qing smiled and nodded. "By the way, please help me send a notice in the newspaper. The lost watermelon arrived early."

Yang Xixi put the dagger on the table, and then picked up the camera from one side of the table to take pictures. After all this was done, she waved outside and asked Yan boxue to send someone to move the watermelon out.

"This question can be deleted." Yang Xixi sat down again and put the camera aside. "Now let's start."

"Mr. Li, my first question is, what do you think of your actions in Xishui street?"

"I lost something, so it's understandable to find it back. It's a normal reaction of any owner."

"But have you ever considered your identity? Ma Baoshan, deputy director of Gangbei city police station, personally arrived to deal with a small theft case in Xishui street, and found qiwood's illegal act. It's good that the illegal act can be effectively dealt with, but the process is not glorious. Don't Mr. Li think it's connivance to your privileged class?"

After the interview officially started, Li Qing realized that all this was more than a dozen questions on the page. Yang Xi Xi was good at getting to the bottom of the matter. He often involved a lot of related content for a question, and he was tricky. He vowed not to give up until she got the ideal answer, as if he intended to embarrass Li Qing.

But fortunately, Li Qing was well prepared, answered the questions like a stream, and did not lose the wind at all, so that the full hour interview did not appear as cold as expected.

After answering the last question, Li Qingzheng wanted to get up and shake hands, but Yang Xixi sat on the sofa and didn't move: "Mr. Li, can you ask another additional question?"

"What?" Li Qing raised her eyebrows and sat back again.

"Can you tell me why you are biased against Lingang Metropolis Daily?"

"Prejudice? Are you sure you want to describe it like that?" Li Qing's face was a little ugly. "You are fully capable of investigating all kinds of reasons, rather than sitting here and asking me impolitely."

Yang Xixi's pretty face was slightly cold: "this is the end of the interview. Please help yourself, Mr. Li."

"Thank you." Li Qing nodded and turned to go out.

After a hurried greeting with Yan Bowen, the president, Li Qing walked out of the Hong Kong Beichen newspaper. He opened the door, sat in the driver's seat and looked down at the time.

It's 4:20 p.m., just right. Li Qing started the car and planned to go to Gangbei international to pick up Lin Qiuqiu from work.

The car drove to the intersection ahead and just caught the red light. While waiting for the red light, Li Qing looked around over the window and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

The green light was on, and the car blocked behind sounded its horn, urging Li Qing to hurry up the aisle.

Looking back from the window of the car, Li Qing drove the car forward for a distance, and then leaned against the roadside to stop the car.

Pondering for a moment, Li Qing took out her mobile phone from her pocket and dialed Long Wu's number.

"What's up?"

Li Qing whispered, "I have some things to deal with today. Can you help me pick up Qiuqiu from Gangbei international?"

"There's nothing to say. I'll go right away." Long Wu said in a sullen voice. "When you drove out this afternoon, didn't you say you were going to pick up the young lady? Why did you change your mind halfway?"

"Something happened temporarily." Li Qing replied, "Qiuqiu should be in a meeting now. I didn't call her. You can explain to me when you see her."

"Isn't it serious?"

Li Qing said with a smile, "it doesn't matter. I may go back later. You don't have to wait for me. That's it."

"Well, that's good. You'd better be careful."

"I see." Li Qing said and hung up.

He took out a bottle of mineral water from the seat and unscrewed it. Li Qing looked up and drank. Then he drove the car to a large billboard on the street and began several hours of surveillance outside the Gangbei morning post.

At 10:30 that night, Yang Xixi, who finished sorting out interview materials at the newspaper, finally got off work.

She was wearing a blue and white porcelain dress with two slender and straight jade legs under her knee high skirt. Hanging the camera around his neck, Yang Xixi, holding the man's bag in his hand, stood at the door of the newspaper and stretched a big stretch. The slim and graceful body curve can be seen at a glance and is exquisite, which is the envy of countless women crossing the street.

Walking down the steps in front of the Hong Kong Beichen newspaper, Yang Xixi walked along the sidewalk. She bought some cherries at the fruit supermarket and dozed off when she came out to check out.

"Miss? Miss!"

"Ah?" Yang Xixi returned to his mind and shook his little head ruthlessly, "what?"

"Your change."

"Oh, thank you, thank you." Yang Xixi thanked repeatedly, took the change mixed with coins, stuffed it into his bag, turned around and walked out of the supermarket drenched with fruit.

Girls often value their figure and know the truth of dieting and slimming down. These two small handfuls of cherries are Yang Xi's dinner.

Standing on the street, Yang Xixi leaned forward slightly and held out a jade hand. She wanted to take a taxi home.

A taxi immediately stopped at the roadside. The driver poked out a head from the window. It was an inch head man in his thirties: "girl, where are you going?"

"Qianshan Road." Yang Xixi replied. At the same time, Mei Mou glanced into the car and found that there was already a passenger in the taxi.

"There are already people." Yang Xi Xi waved his hand and took a half step back.

"It doesn't matter. He's far away, and he's on his way with you." the inch man said with a smile, "I'll send you first, and then send him."

Seeing that Yang Xixi still hesitated, the cuntou man said again: "it's so late, it's not easy to take a taxi, is it? And you're a girl's home, and it's not safe to go alone."

Yang Xi Xi is really too tired. He just wants to go home quickly, take a hot bath and have a comfortable sleep. So she pondered for a moment, gently nodded her head, opened the door and sat in the co driver's seat.

The inch man started the car and drove back onto the road.

Yang Xi Xi glanced over his small head to the back seat. He saw a man in a hat sitting in the back seat. He seemed to be in his thirties. He pressed his hat so low that it almost covered most of his cheeks that he couldn't see him clearly in the dark carriage.

"Girl, where do you work?" the inch man driving asked with a smile.

"Oh, I'll write something for the newspaper," Yang Xixi replied carelessly.

"It's a reporter." the cuntou man showed a look of enlightenment. "Hello, reporter. Play with a pen and eat. Scold whoever you want. But in this business, you'd better be careful. If you offend someone who shouldn't offend, you'll be in trouble."

Yang Xi didn't bother to explain to the driver. He perfunctorily passed with a faint smile.

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