As soon as An Ran arrived at the Imperial Garden, she received a call from the director, Gao Badu." An Ran, the station has just arranged an interview with Wei Jue. Hurry up and come over. Our program team will set off immediately.”
Anran quickly pulled herself together, gave Mrs. Zhang some instructions, and went straight to the television station.
No wonder the director was so excited. It was not easy to meet a god like Wei Jue.
Wei Jue started his career in the underworld in his early years. Rumor had it that his business also involved drugs and firearms.
Everyone said that he was ruthless and only cared about money. When he was young, he suffered from love. Now that he was in his fifties, he had no wife or children and had countless adopted sons and disciples.
This kind of mysterious king at the top of the business circle had always been the object of gossip for the ordinary citizens.
However, Wei Jue had never appeared in public, let alone being interviewed by the media.
He didn't know where the television station had found a way to invite Wei Jue.
An Ran quickly dialed Nangong Wan's number.
"Let's talk about serious matters. I received a last-minute notice to interview a god-level character. Don't wait for me for dinner. I'll turn off my phone when I'm busy later.”
"I also have some work to do, so I happened to be working overtime. Baby, no matter how late you come back, I'll wait for you to have dinner with me.”
An Ran felt a warm current in her heart.
"It's all settled. Mister Wei Jue only has 15 minutes to give us. Anran, I'm counting on you." The assistant director who had just climbed down the stairs was panting.
"Alright." An Ran packed her belongings and went upstairs.
In a luxurious conference room on the top floor.
A row of tall young men in black uniforms and sunglasses stood orderly on both sides. This formation was not inferior to the American gangsters in the movies.
In the empty conference room, there was only an old man lying on a yellow rosewood bench, leisurely sipping a cigar.
An Ran sized up the old man opposite her. He was dressed in a luxurious black Tang suit and had a huge jade ring on his right hand. He really looked like a gang leader.
It seemed that this was the main character of today's interview, Wei Jue.
" Dandan…" Wei Jue stood up and walked toward An Ran anxiously.
An Ran was stunned.
"Hello, Mr. Wei. It's an honor to meet you." An Ran extended her hand politely.
Wei Jue took off his sunglasses and stared at An Ran for a long time before sighing." I got the wrong person." The older they got, the more they loved to reminisce about the past. Ms. Anderson, right? You look like an old friend of mine.”
His tone was long, filled with endless despair and affection.
"There are many people in the world who look alike. Mr. Wei must have been a loyal person when he was young.”Anran comforted him and quietly led him to the main topic." Let's not talk about business and money today. Let's talk about your high spirits when you were young, okay?"”
"Alright, alright. Ms. Ann reminds me of those frivolous times when I was young.”Wei Jue's shriveled palm held An Ran's hand.
"Sir, please take a seat." Anran quietly gestured to the director to start.
The interview went unexpectedly smoothly and exceeded the expected time. An Ran dug out a lot of exclusive news from Wei Jue in an entire hour.
After the interview, Wei Jue was still staring at An Ran." They're too similar, too similar.”
An Ran smiled." I'm very honored to be able to spend this pleasant hour with Mr. Wei. Let's talk again when there's a chance."
"Ms. Anderson, this is my business card. If there's anything you can't handle in T City, just give me a call.”Wei Jue personally handed over a golden name card.
Anran wanted to refuse, but she felt that it was inappropriate, so she accepted it.
In the past, most of the big shots she had interviewed would secretly give her a small business card, and the ambiguous feelings and thoughts of Xiaonian were clear to her.
She had already thrown all the personal business cards with the phone numbers of the rich into the trash can.
However, when she saw Wei Jue's small name card, she felt that it was the care of an elder.
An Ran and the others bid Wei Jue farewell and went downstairs.
However, Wei Jue's eyes shone with an inexplicable light. He called his adopted son over," Zhaoyi, go and check if there's any relationship between that Host An and Shen Danruo.”
Wei Zhaoyi retreated respectfully.
Anran returned to the television station with the program team to re-record some narration. It was already dark before she returned to the Imperial Garden.
The thought of someone waiting for her to eat warmed her heart.
She turned on her phone and saw that there were more than ten missed calls from an unknown number.
She would never return such a call.
She opened the message and saw that it was from an unknown number.
"Anran, this is Sheng Yi's mother. Sheng Yi drank sleeping pills and is being treated at the People's Hospital. He wants to see you.”
Anran's heart tightened and she quickly dialed the number.
" Anran, I beg you, come here quickly. My son insists on seeing you. If he can't see you, he won't let the doctor pump his stomach. Please save him-" Sheng Yi's mother cried her heart out.
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