Chapter 298
Molly smiled and said, "Miss Zoya, if the interview is the idea of Mrs. Emperor, as long as she comes over, I will immediately promise you. But if you are alone, this is a little difficult, because I have never accepted a personal interview."
What the fck!
Zoya thought to herself, "These big shots of the business world are all very arrogant!"
Chloe was with Aman. If she could drag Chloe here, would she come alone to interview this man?
"Well..." Zoya controlled her temper and said with a smile, "Boss Molly, as you can see, Young Master Emperor's wife is now with President, and she doesn't have time to come!"
"Then I'm sorry." Molly also smiled and said, "Miss Zoya, if you want to interview about the vividly-year insurance company, go to the company to apply for it. If you pass, the Public Relations Department will accept your interview."
Another greeting came from the bottom of Zoya's heart....
To go to the Company forty-three years ago?
If a small newspaper like her could get the permission of the company's visit in the past years, would she try her best to get into this high-ranking competition?
When Zoya was about to speak, a man next to her sat down
"Isn't this a reporter?"
Hearing this familiar and hateful voice, Zoya's body froze. "Oh no!"
Ragib sat down next to her and looked at Zoya with his legs crossed. He said, "You're quite capable. You even managed to get into this high-ranking competition. Are you still related to Mrs. Aman?"
Zoya glanced at Ragib and cursed in her heart that she was really unlucky today.
"Young Ragib, I am now the chief editor. It's my business why I came in. It has nothing to do with you."
"It has nothing to do with me?" Ragib glanced at Molly and deliberately said,"But what do you want to interview here? That is to break the rules of this gathering. Believe it or not, as long as I say a word, someone will throw you out immediately!"
Zoya's heart skipped a beat!
His hair was tight!
She had been a entertainment reporter for a short time and followed him to shoot the news of the lace. When this man saw her now, he was in a dilemma... She must have dug his ancestral tomb in her last life!
"Why did Young Ragib make things difficult for me, a chief editor? I didn't interview you!" Zoya gritted her teeth. "What's more, since the past is over, why do you mention it again?"
"Oh, I heard that there is a new newspaper named Zoya. It has a very strong background." Ragib smiled and said, "Why, is it the newspaper of you and Ms. Chloe? So..."
He glanced at the whole body of Zoya. The slim black dress outlined her sexy figure, the design of showing her waist and belly, and the inside was the vest of a woman's exercise...
This woman's figure was not bad!
"Are you the chief editor now?" Ragib's eyes overflowed with a trace of evil light. "Then the reporter must cherish your current situation. Don't lose your job again, just like when you were fired by Zayn's Chamber of Commerce!"
Molly glanced at Ragib and Zoya and saw something. "Do you know... Miss Zoya?"
Ragib leaned back in his suit and said, "Of course, this Miss Zoya used to be a entertainment reporter, and she even secretly took photos of me. Believe me, Molly, the current female reporter, it's amazing."
Zoya's self-esteem was so strong that she gritted her teeth.
Ragib, the damn bstard, spilled out all her things.
"Or in front of Molly, a handsome guy...
She was also a woman and had self esteem, wasn't she?
Although the appearance of Ragib was even more unspeakable, in the eyes of Zoya, this bastard had already got out of the category of handsome men! He was simply a devil!
"Young Ragib." Zoya reminded him, "If you don't like it, I'll tell you directly. Why do you take my past to talk about it? I'm no longer a entertainment official. Now I'm not here to follow you!"
Ragib suddenly leaned forward. "Of course I can't stand you."
"You..."
"Because the seat you're sitting right now is mine. If you understand, get out of here!"
Looking at Ragib's dark face, Zoya was stunned.
Only then did she know that the person who was betting with Molly was Ragib. She sat in Ragib's position She swallowed and quickly put the interview pen into her bag. "Hmph, it's just a seat. I'll give it back to you!"
Molly held his forehead and looked at the two of them, with a trace of banter flashing in his eyes. "Miss Zoya, you don't have to go. I'm going to visit President. Don't you want to interview him? Ragib is idle now. Maybe you can interview him."
After that, Molly got up, buckled his suit, and left.
He left Chloe and Ragib sitting there.
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Zoya swallowed. ".
"Want to interview me?" Ragib took a sip of wine and looked at this daring woman with a hint of banter in his voice. "Have you ever heard of what price I need to pay for the interview?"
Zoya ignored him and pulled her handbag.
"There used to be a female chief editor. She is also a famous young lady. I forgot her name. She also came to interview me." Ragib wanted to scare this woman away. "In the end, she became my girlfriend, of course, a week's girlfriend. If you don't want to be played, you'd better stay away from her!"
Zoya didn't understand why God gave him such a bad character as a man with a high status and a high status. Except for his appearance and background, he was absolutely useless!
What exactly did those women love this man? Did they fall in love with him?
"He's looking for trouble!"
In the end, Zoya gritted her teeth and looked at him. "Young Ragib, do you have any narcissism?"
Ragib's smile disappeared, but it was replaced by a cold face. "..."
Zoya took a deep breath and said, "Do you really think I will interview you? What did ! interview you? There are military reporters who report the news about the military area. What else can Young Ragib give me? Tell me how many women you have been with. How come you don't get involved in the scenes in front of a wandering city military king? Or do you have any health preservation? You haven't entered the hospital because of kidney deficiency until now?"
Zoya's sarcasm was not leaving a place for him to stay!
She knew that she would not get a good end if she offended this man, but even if she was going to die, she would say what she wanted to say today!
-In other words, she was scoffing at this man!
Ragib's gaze turned cold. It could be said that his smile remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years on his face. Only those who he was too lazy to deal with and those who really annoyed him would show such a face.
He looked at this beautiful woman who didn't know whether she was alive or dead, and didn't say anything for a while.
Looking at the coldness in his eyes, Zoya ventured to say, "What? Am I right? No words? Haha, Young Ragib, listen carefully. Although you have power and power, I'm not afraid..."
"I'm thinking." Ragib interrupted her. "Do you mean you don't know who I am or.... deliberately attract my attention? There were several women who used to approach me in this way."
However, it was really disgusting to put on such a woman who was just a woman who was so good at doing things!
Zoya stood up bit by bit and stared at Ragib. "Listen up. Don't be so shameless. If I want to attract anyone's attention, I won't attract you!"
Ragib's face immediately turned cold, and his outline was firm!
This woman!
However, there was a kind of more powerful way to embarrass a woman than to strike her.
He put down his glass and approached Zoya's face bit by bit. Looking at her stiff face, he curled his lips and said, "Then answer Miss Zoya's question. I have an indestructibility kidney. Do you want to have a try?"
Zoya had never seen such a thick skinned person. Her ears were hot. She picked up her handbag and threw it at Ragib's face. "Fk-"
Ragib caught his hand in the air!
With the strength as strong as iron, Zoya pulled out her hand forcefully. "... Let go of me!"
There was a loud noise from the other side of the banquet hall!
What happened to Aman and Zayn? Ragib had to shake off Zoya hand and warned her in a gloomy voice, "You are such a reckless woman. You'd better remember it. If you appear in front of me next time, you'll have to bear the consequences!"
Looking at Ragib's back, Zoya rubbed her red hand and cursed, "Sht, do I like to show up in front of you? With people like you around, the air has changed. I can't avoid it!"
Looking at the red and painful hands, Zoya scolded, "What the hell! What is this bastard's hand made of?"
No matter what, he was good to women.
She didn't show any mercy at all!
But Zoya could be sure that Ragib was indeed a soldier... He held her wrist just now. If it was a gangster who was suppressed, he would have no chance to resist. However, Zoya was the disciple, and she couldn't get rid of him for a moment!
As for Ragib, he was a soldier, and it was hard to imagine why he could get in and out of the business world...
Ragib's power was too great. Everything was possible!
When Zoya went to Aman and Chloe, a young man had noticed this violent beauty and intercepted her on the way
"Miss, do you know each other?" The man's eyes were shining, and his hand was stretched out on Zoya's face. "It's too noisy over there. Let's sit next to each other. I can give you anything you want..."
Zoya grabbed arm, which only wanted to be splashed.
He threw a knee kick at crotch!
"Ah!"
The man's face was pale and he bent down in pain.
"Fuck, I'm also your bstard, don't you?"
Zoya said and left casually.
The man behind him raised a white smile. "It's strong enough. It's hot enough. I like it!"
On the other side of the banquet hall, Aman was surrounded by the business world like a king.
For the proposal of Zoya, Mr. Smith asked Aman, "President Lu, Mr. Ali proposed to gamble with you. What do you think?"
Aman's brown eyes were calm. Under the luxurious light, he looked as noble as colored glaze.
He lifted his lips slightly.
"The Mr. Ali is so interested. Would you like to bet with me?"
"The name of Mr. Smith's cruise ship is 'Betting King', of course, it's a gambling boat." Zayn narrowed his jet-black eyes.
"But President is the president of Emperor Group, and his business skills are first-class. Of course, his way of robbing women is also first-class... It's really admirable. that's the case, can you give me a face and gamble with me?"