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"Whatever you want." Ann Sudong picked up his chopsticks and started to eat heartily. He would raise his head from time to time to look at Ma Ling'er and ask, "Are you wearing a qipao or not?"    

    

"If you continue like this, I'll really leave." Ma Ling'er turned her head, but her small mouth could not help but drool a few times. She secretly glanced at the food on the table and said: "Didn't you say you were going to tell me the truth?"    

    

"That's right!"    

    

Then, he used a tissue to wipe the corner of his mouth, and said: "But the truth is not something that can be said with just a few words. If that's the case, then it's a long story, I need to say it slowly.    

    

"I'm not drooling."    

    

"Right, you're not drooling, hurry up and eat!" Ann Sudong laughed and picked up his chopsticks, "Don't say anymore, in the past few days, Jianghai City has closed a lot of big and small restaurants. Finding a hotel is still the same kind of inn, every day it's just noodles and bread, eating until my stomach rumbles and there's no oil in my stomach."    

    

I say, your situation is pretty much the same as mine. If it's going to cause a typhoon, there wouldn't be anyone in the market, let alone going out to eat, so you just relied on bread, instant noodles and snacks to satisfy your hunger. This typhoon has just come; you don't know how you found out I was here, but you came here to interview me.    

    

Ann Sudong glanced at her. This girl was quite funny when he was angry, "Touch your own stomach, and after looking for a while, you'll probably want to beat the drum. As the saying goes, I don't want your money, don't go against me, don't go against me, you hate me, but if you eat my food and don't spend money, then you'll earn it."    

    

"You think what I said makes sense?" Ann Sudong said while he was eating and drinking, he looked like he was eating and drinking with relish.    

    

Ma Ling'er could no longer hold back her laughter, glared at him, "I'm telling you, what I eat, is not spending money. According to what you said, there's no other meaning to it if I don't eat, and what I eat recently is also very good."    

    

Ann Sudong smiled. This girl was being stubborn, he had no interest in exposing his.    

    

"That …" After eating for a while, Ma Ling'er could no longer hold back and raised her head to look at him with wide eyes, "If I wear your qipao, tell me, why are you sure Typhoon won't come?"    

    

She was very curious about how a person could be so sure of himself, especially in the face of a natural disaster.    

    

"Mhmm." Ann Sudong swallowed the food in his mouth, raised his head and laughed: "Of course, once you wear it, and I see it, I'll tell you the truth."    

    

"Alright, I'll wear it after the meal!" Ma Ling'er clenched her teeth, and made up her mind, "As long as you can tell me the truth, I don't mind putting on a bit."    

    

"Satisfying!"    

    

Ann Sudong put down his chopsticks and laughed: "Since I like straightforward people like you, then we should hurry up and eat them. It'll be good for you to wear after we finish eating, I'll get someone to find the most suitable one for you."    

    

Ma Ling'er blushed as she glanced at him, cursing him in her heart for being shameless as she lowered her head to eat.    

    

After eating, Ann Sudong immediately arranged some people to find a suitable qipao for Ma Ling'er, "Let me tell you this, it's better that it isn't too big or small.    

    

He looked at Ma Ling'er, not knowing when her boss found another beautiful waiter, but looking at her figure, her chest was a little too straight, maybe the hotel did not have a fit, and needed to be customized temporarily.    

    

A man in his thirties walked out. He was the manager of the marketing department, called Ye Huan, "Boss, this lady is indeed suitable for wearing qipao. However, the qipao in our hotel doesn't suit her, so we might need to customize it."    

    

"Order?"    

    

Ann Sudong frowned, a few managers were silent, they did not expect to make the new owner unhappy.    

    

Ye Huan was very clear that the new official was too stubborn. Trembling, she replied, "Yes, there's nothing suitable for this beauty in our cloakroom. If she's not in a rush to work, she can wait for a few days."    

    

How many days do we have to wait?    

    

Ann Sudong rolled his eyes, waved his hand: "Alright, go out, go out, there's no need to customize anymore."    

    

"Boss, don't we need her?" Ye Huan had a look of astonishment on her face. Wasn't it just that the clothes weren't suitable? Was this the reason why she didn't hire anyone?    

    

Ma Ling'er was also very embarrassed as she said with a red face: "Sorry, I'm not here to work, I'm … I'm a reporter from Jianghai Television Station. "    

    

"Journalist …"    

    

"Why is the reporter here?"    

    

"Yeah, there's no need to wear the uniform of our hotel's staff for the interview, right?"    

    

The few of them looked at Ma Ling'er with puzzlement, hoping that she would give an explanation. The boss would be unhappy for no reason, what the hell was this thing.    

    

Ann Sudong coughed, and said with a serious face: "Don't ask about it like that, it's actually my idea."    

    

"Eh?"    

    

The way that everyone looked at Ma Ling'er was even more extraordinary.    

    

Ma Ling'er waved her hand and spoke with slight panic: "It's not what you think, but … "Yes …"    

    

What was she going to say? She was going to say that the owner of the Hotel Nacional Venice was a big pervert and he wouldn't tell the truth unless she wore a qipao.    

    

But why did it sound like he was trying to seduce someone who was rich?    

    

"Don't look at her like that, it's not easy to come out and do things. I can understand that you guys are willing to sacrifice yourself for the sake of reporting. Everyone should support reporter Ma's work and not look at her in a different light."    

    

Ann Sudong looked at the few of them with a serious face, hands behind his back, and said: "Alright, let me talk to Reporter Ma in private for the rest of the time, at least I'll give him a chance."    

    

"Right!" He turned his head to look at Ma Ling'er, "Without you, is there anything new with this qipao?"    

    

"Huh?" Ma Ling'er was confused. What new tricks?    

    

The others understood, understood, and understood everything clearly. They could not help but nod at each other, mumbling to themselves that it was not easy to find a good job these days, and they needed to make a great sacrifice.    

    

"It's not easy for this reporter. Let's go."    

    

"Yeah, the boss is also kind and willing to give her a chance. If it was me, I would also give her a chance." A man wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and said, I don't know what's going on in my head.    

    

"Sigh, good work isn't easy."    

    

"..."    

    

Seeing them leave with a sigh, Ma Ling'er was confused. She pointed at their backs and asked, "What do they mean?"