Lu Wanwan’s heart was sounding alarm bells, she hadn’t expected that this man was not Xiao Ye.
Xiao Lang? She had researched Xiao Ye’s background and had no idea that such a person existed.
But judging from the surname, they were definitely brothers.
"Mr. Xiao, since you’re not Xiao Ye, I’ll be leaving now," Lu Wanwan saw him walking towards her step by step, unbuttoning his shirt with an unabashedly wicked smile at the corner of his mouth.
"Did I say you could leave?" Xiao Lang laughed, watching her as she quickly ran towards the exit.
His movements were neither hurried nor slow, as he picked up a remote control from the adjacent counter and pressed it.
Lu Wanwan had finally reached the main entrance on the third floor only to find the door had been locked.
The handle was fixed in place, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t open it.
The thought of what had just occurred propelled her hand back into her purse, ready to dial out at any moment.
"Miss Reporter," Xiao Lang’s shirt was only half-buttoned, revealing much of his chest, giving him an especially lecherous and roguish appearance.
He was holding a remote control, lazily walking in her direction.
"You wanted to make a phone call? Sorry to say, but I’m sure you aren’t aware that our studio is actually a technology company. You see this remote control in my hand, a simple press and it blocks all signals here."
Lu Wanwan had already dialed out on her phone, and when she checked it, indeed nothing had gone through.
"Do you have any other tricks up your sleeve?" Xiao Lang leaned against the wall not far from her, eyeing her like a prey with nowhere to escape.
"Mr. Xiao, so you want an interview?" Seeing that she couldn’t make a call, she managed a slight smile, "Then let’s have the interview. May I ask, sir, what is your relation to Xiao Ye?"
Xiao Lang was momentarily surprised, then laughed, "You’re getting into role so quickly?"
They never expected the interview to last long from the beginning, as Big Liu had other matters to attend to later.
If they just dragged out the time a bit longer, and he saw she wasn’t coming down, he would definitely come looking.
"But what if I don’t feel like giving an interview right now?" Xiao Lang retorted leisurely, "Since you weren’t here to interview me in the first place, if we are to switch subjects, shouldn’t we schedule an appointment first and wait until I’m available to start?"
"Are you not available at the moment, Mr. Xiao?"
Xiao Lang crooked his lips, his gaze lingering on her striking face and figure for a moment, "Not available. I’m quite unhappy after being disturbed. When I’m unhappy, I have no availability."
That look was exceedingly lascivious, making Lu Wanwan’s scalp tingle.
"Miss Reporter," Xiao Lang sized her up, from top to bottom, "You’ve got a good figure, being a reporter is a waste. Our company is actually looking to select a new model, interested?"
"Not interested, thank you."
"I could offer you the same contract as the woman from before, you know?"
The model from earlier was a top domestic star. After becoming a leading figure, her value had skyrocketed.
Lu Wanwan smiled, "Mr. Xiao, you’re not Xiao Ye, what right do you have to say this?"
"I’m not Xiao Ye, but I manage these matters. If I say it’s possible, then it is possible," he stated slowly, word by word, his tone light and unhurried.
"I still have no such intention. It seems you’re also a high-ranking executive in this company. Do you only handle model contracts, or don’t you participate in other company affairs? Or is it because Xiao Ye is managing all other matters?"
Suddenly, Xiao Lang straightened up and advanced towards her, "Always beating around the bush, trying to figure out who I am. What, planning to go out and accuse me of harassment?"