Chapter 89 Be mindful of boundaries, is your own daughter jealous?
The following Friday.
Lin Zaoyi opened her eyes expectantly. Just like the previous few days, she arrived at the front desk at 8:40. Once again, she heard the voice before she saw the person.
"What are you doing? You've dragged out a topic proposal until before the end of the day. If you don't finish it by the end of the weekend, you'll have to work overtime to get it done!"
The sound of someone scolding the editor-in-chief...
Lin Zaoyi broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, she had managed to win over He Nian yesterday. She tiptoed in, and before she even reached her workstation, the editor-in-chief's sharp eyes shot over her, "You got an appointment with People Monthly?"
She straightened up. "I've made an appointment with President Meng of the Meng Group."
A subtle change flashed across the editor-in-chief's eyes. It wasn't hard to understand why He Nian Ge, while not as difficult as Tan Zhaojing, wasn't going to agree so easily.
I could only agree to her request, it would be a huge loss of face for Xixi.
Then, the editor-in-chief asked Fu Sipei, "And yours?"
Fu Sipei slowly mentioned a company.
Small and micro enterprises.
Several colleagues nearby inevitably made comparisons in their minds. It wasn't that they looked down on him, but with Meng's presence, the difference became apparent.
The editor-in-chief was unusually good-tempered; he didn't say anything, only saying, "Send me the interview transcript before you leave work so I can review it."
This made them even more certain that Fu Sipei was the editor-in-chief's daughter.
Lin Zaoyi didn't have mind-reading abilities, so how would she know what everyone was thinking? She moved to her seat, and just as she sat down, the editor-in-chief called her, "Lin Zaoyi, come with me to the Ji family."
"Oh, okay."
On the way, the editor-in-chief asked, "Have you paid any attention to the new energy projects of the Ji and Tan families?"
"have."
She opened the record document, "I have listed all the news about the Ji family."
Xiang Nan glanced over, quickly scanning the text, and then looked at the intern with admiration in her eyes, "You managed to get an interview with President Ji?"
Lin Zaoyi wasn't very confident, but said, "I'll try my best."
When the two arrived at the Ji family's residence, Ji Baishen had just finished his meeting. He was calmly looking ahead when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of a figure and paused slightly.
Xiang Nan hadn't expected such a coincidence. She quickly stepped forward, introduced herself, and politely asked, "Mr. Ji, are you available right now?"
Ji Baishen's gaze fell more and more on the girl half a meter away, his brows furrowing slightly.
Lin Zaoyi didn't try to curry favor with Tan Zhaojing, but instead gave a polite and considerate smile. "President Ji, I'm Lin Zaoyi, an intern reporter from the headquarters."
Ji Baishen nodded slightly. "Come in and speak."
The secretary who was nearby: ?
Doesn't President Ji dislike dealing with reporters?
Upon entering the office, Lin Zaoyi secretly glanced at Ji Baishen's office. The style was simple and clean. Inadvertently, she noticed a box of sesame seed cakes on the desk.
It seems that President Ji has a sweet tooth.
The secretary came in to bring coffee, which Lin Zaoyi accepted, saying, "Thank you."
I added milk, took only a token sip, and put it back on the coffee table.
Ji Baishen's eyelids twitched, and his eyes swept over the cup of coffee out of the corner of his eye.
Xiang Nan didn't engage in small talk. She knew very well how valuable these capitalists' time was, and went straight to the point. She wanted to get not only news about new energy, but also other news about the Ji family.
As for the interview, it was too abrupt.
Let's discuss it again when we have a good working relationship in the future.
Sipping his coffee, he waited for a reply.
After a brief silence, Ji Baishen looked at the girl and said, "You can ask Tan Zhaojing directly for news about new energy."
Xiang Nan's gaze swept over the junior intern in a flash.
Lin Zaoyi: "..."
He maintained a calm demeanor and said, "I'm not very familiar with Mr. Tan."
Ji Boshen looked over, and their eyes met. The next second after their eyes collided, Lin Zaoyi subtly shook her head. Mr. Ji understood her meaning and didn't pursue the matter further.
Xiang Nan silently sipped her coffee. What was there to misunderstand? The junior intern's background was just like her appearance—high-profile.
Everyone says Fu Sipei is President Ming's daughter, but they're probably mistaken.
Mr. Ji's voice came through, "The time can't be determined for now. Please leave your phone number with my secretary."
Xiang Nan expressed her gratitude, saying that the trip went more smoothly than she had imagined, and she had a general idea of what was going on, perhaps because of the young intern.
He put down his cup, stood up, and said, "Then, Mr. Ji, you're busy."
Ji Baishen followed him out of the office; he had another meeting.
In the secretary's office, Yuan Lai appeared.
It's obvious that she came for the news.
Xiang Nan quickly gave the intern a wink. Lin Zaoyi understood, but she really wasn't familiar with President Ji...
But the editor-in-chief didn't give her a chance to explain and walked straight toward Yuan Lai, pretending to chat to buy time.
Lin Zaoyi wasn't too bothered by it. Besides, she had always wanted to get the news about the Ji family, and more importantly, she couldn't let Yuan Lai get the upper hand.
Seizing the opportunity to get closer to Ji Baishen, she said, "Mr. Ji, thank you for agreeing. That dessert shop in the west of the city has launched a lot of new products. I'll bring you some next time I come over."
President Ji stated directly, "It seems I haven't agreed yet."
"..."
After the initial embarrassment, they became even more determined, asking, "Can we get a definite answer now?"
He said, "I'll think about it."
Seeing Yuan Lai approaching from the corner of her eye, Lin Zaoyi stopped talking, "Then, President Ji, you're busy."
He exchanged a quick glance with Yuan Lai and then looked away.
I arrived at the front desk just in time for lunch.
In the cafeteria, Lin Zaoyi glanced around, trying to see if her mother was there. Not only was she there, but there was also a girl sitting opposite her, who was none other than Fu Sipei, the daughter of Editor-in-Chief Ming, as everyone had been talking about.
They had a pleasant chat.
Her proper daughter got jealous. Before it was her turn in line, she dialed the number and asked, "Mom, are you and Fu Sipei very close?"
Upon hearing this, Mingxian looked up and it took her several seconds to spot Gui Yatou. "She's alright, the daughter of my former colleague."
Lin Zaoyi clicked her tongue, her tone slightly sour, "Some people are saying she's your daughter."
Mingxian took a sip of soup and swallowed the food in her mouth. "Is that so?"
“Of course,” Lin Zaoyi said, raising her voice, “Watch your tone, your own daughter is jealous.”
Mingxian laughed, "You little devil."
Lin Zaoyi hummed twice, then remembered she had something to say before hanging up.
"Oh, right, Mom, I'm going to Nancheng this weekend."
Mom asked, "By yourself, or with a friend?"
After a moment's hesitation, she said, "Friend, don't ask if it's a man or a woman. I'm hanging up now. Go eat."
Mingxian: "..."
Fu Sipei deliberately stayed close to Aunt Ming in the cafeteria today, driven by vanity. On one hand, she wanted everyone to see the intimacy between her and Aunt Ming, and on the other hand, she wanted to ask her for a favor.
Her eyes darted back and forth a couple of times. "Aunt Ming, is your daughter also interning at the radio station?"
Five girls came in a group. She first ruled out Lin Zaoyi. Apart from her face, she had no outstanding features. She was dressed plainly, and even the security guards in her car were better than her.
Aunt Ming didn't answer, but casually asked, "Why are you asking that?"
"Just...asking casually, which group are you assigned to?"
If it weren't for Zao Yi's earlier phone call, Ming Xian would have casually asked, "I understand vanity, but I don't agree with it."
She put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and said, "I'm finished eating. You can continue eating."
With her hopes dashed, Fu Sipei had no time to feel regret. She quickly called out to her, "Aunt Ming, wait a minute. Can I ask you for a favor at work?"
Mingxian remained noncommittal, saying, "Tell me first."
Fu Sipei thought this wasn't really busy; Aunt Ming's status meant it would be a piece of cake for her.
He opened his lips and said, "For the monthly magazine interview, the small and micro enterprises I found don't have much reporting value. I would like to ask you to help me connect with the Tan family."
Mingxian's brow furrowed, and putting aside the fact that she was trying to use her connections to find the Tan family, her words alone were enough to make people feel disgusted.
Out of consideration for the years I've worked with her mother, I'll offer a few words of advice: "Sipei, as a financial journalist, don't you know the importance of small and micro enterprises in the economy?"
Fu Sipei choked for a moment, then quickly explained, "Aunt Ming, I misspoke. I just felt that compared to the interviews my colleagues received, it seemed... insignificant."
It's about keeping up with the Joneses again.
Mingxian roughly guessed that Zaoyi must have received better resources than her.
Other people's children only need a brief mention; "No, you can excel just as well if you grasp the essence of the business."
Fu Sipei pouted. "Does she have to be so stingy? It's just a matter of a word, why won't she help?"
He felt resentful but didn't show it, nodding with an air of understanding.
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