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Chapter 353 Urgent Matter

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    When Xia Wancheng went to Xu Xingzhi¡¯s workplace, he was being interviewed by a well-known magazine.

    In the stylish coffee shop, the well-dressed host bowed slightly, revealing the beautiful career line on his chest, and then asked sweetly:

    "Our last question is on behalf of all the fans and friends who love Xingzhi."

    Seeing Xu Xingzhi nodded slightly, the host asked expectantly: "I wonder what kind of girl Xingzhi would like?"

    When the host asks this question, Xia Wancheng will approach the cafe.  Xu Xingzhi saw her at a glance, then looked at the camera with a smile and repeated: "What type of girl do you like?"

    Jiang Tong misunderstood Xu Xingzhi¡¯s intention and thought that he refused to answer the question, so he opened his mouth to stop him and said: "I'm sorry, we"

    "What kind of girl do you think I would like?"

    This rhetorical question also made the host present have the wrong answer. She looked down at herself, and then said shyly: "Based on my understanding of you, you should have extremely high requirements for your partner."

    In Xu Xingzhi¡¯s encouraging eyes, the host continued: ¡°A girl who is considerate will be liked no matter what. If she has a beautiful face and a good figure, maybe¡±

    Xia Wancheng put down her bag and looked at the interview center. "He may still have some time here. You can rest here for a while and eat something to cushion your stomach. My head hurts a little. I'll go outside to get some air."

    Seeing Xia Wancheng take out the cigarette case from his bag, Amy swallowed the advice on her lips.

    Xia Wancheng arrived at the rooftop of this cafe.  It was the evening rush hour, the sun had begun to set, and the sky above was dyed the color of runny egg yolk.

    Xia Wancheng sat by the railing, took out a cigarette and held it in her mouth.

    The breeze blows on your face, bringing with it a coolness that can wash away all turbidity.  Xia Wancheng loosened her tightly tied hair, letting the loose hair fly in the wind.

    Bohai evening news is pushed on time, and news from all over the world is gathered on the summer evening orange screen.  Only then did she realize how many things were happening around the world during this day.

    The news about Modisha that she specifically marked for concern is frightening.

    A certain warlord surnamed A, who had seized power with arms and began to occupy the land as king, recently suffered an armed attack from other forces. This small-scale struggle still affected many innocent people.  The local peacekeeping force* caused a tragic situation in which one person died and three were injured during the peacekeeping process.

    The picture accompanying this short news item shows the ruins of the building under the sky full of fireworks, as well as the innocent people huddled in the corner.

    This month, similar news has appeared in Xia Wan Orange¡¯s vision for the seventh time.  There have been wars in Modisha almost every day recently. Journalists stationed there said that local hospitals are overcrowded, resulting in a serious lack of medical resources.  As a result, the United Nations Red Cross, which was originally preparing to retreat, stayed.

    Xia Wancheng took a deep drag on her cigarette, thinking that it had been almost three months since she had received a call from Micheal.  All along, as long as they didn't take the initiative to contact her, she had no way to contact them.  She now watches the news every day, hoping to see Micheal in the reporters' photos and news.

    A few days ago, she was having dinner with Gu Wanqin, and she was extremely anxious.  Therefore, the charity sale of Helen Foundation is very important. We only hope that after the relief supplies are delivered, it can alleviate the local medical gap in Modisha.

    Xia Wancheng raised her head, thinking that the fallen leaves in Baihai had begun to fall on a large scale, and it would not be long before the cold winter here.

    Immediately, Dr. Micheal went to Modisha for a full year.

    When I first left, I said I would be back in a few months. Now that I think about it, it was really a joke to kid.

    Xia Wan smiled silently and flicked the extra cigarette ashes into pieces in the wind.

    "Is not It Cold?"

    At the same time as the voice sounded from behind, Xia Wancheng also wrapped a pair of hands around her waist, and a body that was indeed much higher than her body temperature came close to her, bringing with it the intoxicating aroma of the cafe.

    "When did you start smoking?"

    Xia Wancheng held the remaining half of a cigarette, relaxed her body and fell back, muttering in her mouth: "The work is very hard, endless things to do, endless meetings to hold, and endless worries.  .¡±

    Xu Xingzhi was in a good mood and said softly and relaxedly: "I won't do it if I'm tired."

    Xia Wancheng complained squeamishly: "There are hundreds of people waiting to eat in Wanxi."

    ¡°I¡¯ll take care of it for you."

    Xu Xingzhi hugged her tightly, buried his face in her hair, and whispered: "Is it smelly if I smell it?"

    Xia Wancheng closed her eyes and laughed, then asked: "How is it?"

    "I can't smell it. What does the smoke smell like?"

    Xia Wancheng turned her head, took a puff of cigarette, and then slowly spit it on his face. In his mouth

    In the splendid restaurant, Xia Wancheng stretched out her hand with a smile.

    "Long time no see, Mrs. Lin."

    After saying that, she shook hands with Han Lin next to her, and then introduced Xu Xingzhi to them.

    Mrs. Lin and Han Yu looked at each other, and both saw a lot of surprise in each other's eyes.

    I thought Xia Wancheng was just talking nonsense to delay time, but who would have thought that she would actually bring Xu Xingzhi here.

    The four of them sat down in pairs facing each other.  As soon as Xu Xingzhi sat down, the waiter began to serve the food.

    As soon as a plate of seafood grilled with green onions was served, Xia Wancheng said, "I'm sorry, he doesn't eat this."

    Immediately, he ordered the waiter to remove the butterfly vegetables.

    The two people opposite looked at Xia Wancheng's skillful and contented look, and then looked at the leisurely and contented Xu Xingzhi next to him, and for a moment they felt a little sour in their hearts.

    The request was originally intended to embarrass her, but it also taught her to successfully complete it.  Now the most popular superstar is having dinner with them, and they seem to be familiar with each other.

    Thinking of her daughter who had a bad temper and would make jokes from time to time because of her jealousy, and looking at Xia Wancheng who already looked like a well-known family member in front of her, Mrs. Lin was a little envious.

    ¡°At Xia Wancheng¡¯s current age, with such courage and ability to do things, I don¡¯t know if it can be said that the Lei family has found a treasure.

    When all the dishes were served, Mrs. Lin said, "Let's use your chopsticks."

    It was only then that Xia Wancheng took out his hand that was held by Xu Xingzhi under the table.

    She raised her glass, faced the two people in front of her, and said in a sincere tone: "I wish the Helen Foundation's Mid-Autumn Festival charity event can be successfully completed!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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