He Yiru has no intention of giving up.
She has long been mentally prepared for repeated defeats.
Generally, it would be more difficult to deal with a mysterious big man like him.
Otherwise, why has he not appeared in any media before?
He Yiru said patiently and gently, "Mr.
Jian, we have no intention of exploring your medical skills and will not involve your personal life.
We hope that you will make an exception and accept our interview."
Jian Qing sat in her seat, looking at the film on the wall, without even considering what the visitor said.
Reporters always say all the good things before the interview begins.
Once the interview begins, they will ask various questions.
Once it is published in the newspaper, everything you say will be commented on by tens of millions of people.
Unless it is accurate word for word, nothing can be guaranteed.
Something will happen, so just refuse.
"Mr.
Jane" "Get out."
The man's cold tone left no room for discussion.
"I hope Mr.
Jane can help me.
I have heard about your deeds in treating patients in disaster areas for a long time, but I have never had the opportunity to meet you.
This is the last interview in my life.
I hope I can make a film that makes me feel This is a meaningful interview.
I beg you to cooperate with me.
I promise that it will only take up no more than 20 minutes of your time and I will not ask about personal matters or business secrets.
Do you think this is okay?"
He Yiru's words were a little excited but sincere enough.
Jian Qing was finally willing to turn his eyes and look at her.
She was wearing a light blue cheongsam, elegant and plain, her skin was as fair as a freshly peeled egg, her lips were small, and her almond-shaped eyes were warm and pleasant.
She is not too short.
She holds a heavy tripod, a camera and an interview microphone in her hands, which makes her look particularly thin and resolute.
She always maintains a good smile on her face and is full of attractive affinity.
Although Jian Qing is not a very good person.
People who pay attention to appearance, but there are very few people who don't feel disgusted at first glance.
Jian Qing temporarily decided to listen to what she had to say, and pointed to the seat opposite, "Sit."
Jian Qing had never appeared in the public media.
This was the first time He Yiru saw him in person, and she was slightly startled when she saw his handsome and elegant face.
Unexpectedly, the supreme president of a hundred hospitals, worth hundreds of billions, was actually a young man in his twenties and thirties, and an elegant man dressed in fresh air.
"Thank you."
He Yiru concealed her inner surprise and showed a grateful smile, so clean that it felt like spring breeze.
Jian Qing crossed his hands on the table and said calmly, "What do you want to ask?"
He Yiru positioned the camera, picked up the microphone, and started with a standard smile, "That's right, I want to know what your original intention is to help the victims in disaster areas, including what inspired you to have this idea and your personal thoughts.
If it involves you Privacy space, you don’t have to answer.”
When Jian Qing heard that it was a really boring question, he took out a pen and scrutinized the steps for preparing brain-dead toxin on the paper, and replied without raising his head, "This is the instinct of a social person.
There is no can or no, only you."
Like it or not, you can do it if you want to.”
He Yiru's eyes suddenly lit up, his body leaned forward, and he said anxiously, "Really, can I do it too?"
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"I'm giving you an example."
Jian Qing waved her hand without caring whether her words would dampen her excitement.
He Yiru felt disappointed for a while after saying this in her heart, but her time was limited, so she could only adjust her emotions as soon as possible, and continued to ask, "Then will you keep doing this?
What kind of cooperation do you think society needs to provide you?"
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