There was no way Sui Xinlei didn't recognize the man in this photo. He held the document paper tightly in his hands, then slowly stood up and sat back on the sofa. The soft material made Sui Xinlei sink into the sofa.

She stared intently at the document paper she was holding in her hand. To be precise, it was the document paper, this photo of the man: his eyebrows, his eyes, his tall nose bridge, and his thin lips.

Sui Xinlei's sight was struck by her perfect sculpture-like facial features.

There was a shocked light in his eyes. With his eyebrows lowered and his eyes lowered, his eyes touched a line of words under the photo - that was an introduction to the man in the photo.

The other words were blurred, and only the words "Song Chenyang, Hongbo CEO" were enlarged. Song Chenyang had fragments of memory pieced together intermittently in his brain. His name was Song Chenyang. Why didn't he think of it?

A flash of inspiration suddenly dawned on him: he and he were actually the same person.

The shock in her eyes hadn't faded yet. Sui Xinlei looked at the man in the photo again. Oh my god, wasn't he filming a TV series?

The only reason is that Song Chenyang is too mysterious. Some of the contents reported by the media are just fragments of speculation; and Sui Xinlei just obtained the complete information about Song Chenyang today. The only profile photo of Song Chenyang was also in the meeting that day because

A colleague's mistake did not occur, so before today, no one at the magazine had ever seen Song Chenyang's "honorable face."

So, is it intentional that she appears here now, or is it purely a coincidence?

Sui Xinlei frowned suspiciously, and then remembered what He Zhaohua had said before that the other party was not responsible for the interview request, and her frown deepened, her eyes fixed on the expressionless man in the photo, even on the memory fragments at the wedding banquet.

He also ran out, with subtle changes, the suspicion in his eyes became deeper...

Sui Xinlei thought of many kinds of dialogue for the first time she met Song Chenyang, but it was not at all what she imagined. It was a very formulaic dialogue without any emotion:

"Hello, Chief Editor Sui, I am Song Chenyang!"

The man sitting on the executive chair stood up and extended his right hand to the woman across the executive table.

Well, Sui Xinlei was stunned for a moment, he... But soon she also stretched out her right hand, and the corner of her mouth raised a slight arc:

"Mr. Song, hello!"

Sui Xinlei breathed a sigh of relief at Song Chenyang's businesslike appearance. She looked into his eyes without any emotion, as if she were a stranger, which reduced a lot of embarrassment and unnecessary trouble. Just now, Sui Xinlei was still

She was struggling with how she should face Song Chenyang when they met. After all, she still had some relationship with him, although she was not very familiar with him.

But it's fine now. Since Song Chenyang doesn't mention it, there's no need for him to worry about it.

Sui Xinlei breathed a sigh of relief at Song Chenyang's attitude. He only talked about business matters and not personal matters. In fact, there was no such thing as personal matters.

After putting away all the distracting thoughts, Sui Xinlei returned to her professional working state. She and he were separated by a large desk. The man's long and well-jointed fingers flipped through the document paper in his hand, page by page, and his amber eyes followed.

He browsed the white paper with his fingers. He pursed his thin lips tightly and lowered his head slightly. Sometimes he would pause on a certain page while flipping, as if thinking.

This kind of seriousness was something Sui Xinlei had never seen before, and it seemed to have subverted the previous image in her mind.

For a moment, Sui Xinlei was stunned again. This man was so serious about his work. However, why would such a man, a man with a successful career, have such a hobby? He couldn't figure it out. Sui Xinlei frowned slightly and thought to herself in her heart.

He shook his head and felt sorry for the man opposite him.

"Pa" he lightly closed the pile of documents and raised his lowered eyes. However, Song Chenyang unexpectedly saw that look of regret again. He didn't understand, what did he mean? Song Chenyang's thick eyebrows were twisted, but he didn't let the other person know.

The woman noticed. He lightly opened his thin lips, and his magnetic voice rose in the quiet office:

“This interview plan is well done!”

"Ah?" Sui Xinlei couldn't react for a moment. She looked at Song Chenyang in astonishment, but saw the thin lips of the man opposite her curled up slightly:

"Editor Sui must have put a lot of thought into this." As he spoke, he sat up from the executive chair. He put his hands on the executive desk and leaned forward, just in time to wrap Sui Xinglei in his arms.

Next, he stared at the "scared" woman in his arms with burning eyes.

At such a close distance, what I found was a hint of amusement flashing in the man's eyes: "But, I appreciate it!"

Although Sui Xinlei was frightened by Song Chenyang's sudden move, she quickly recovered her composure and used her professional handling style to gently push the chair back without leaving any trace, opening up the somewhat ambiguous distance between her and Song Chenyang. Then,

Standing up slowly, Sui Xinlei's mouth curved in a polite and professional manner: "Thank you, Mr. Song! If Mr. Song thinks there is no problem, then let's talk..." Sui Xinlei hadn't finished her words, but she was interrupted by someone from the opposite side.
Chapter completed!