Ten days later, she received an interview notice from "Beauty Square" magazine.

She immediately modified it a little and went happily.

The person interviewing her was a man in his thirties, looking at her with a pair of serious eyes behind thick glasses.

In front of her, she was delicate and fair, not overpoweringly beautiful, but calm, light and elegant, with a sweet smile, a pair of beautiful eyes as clear as morning dew, and crescent-shaped eyes that conveyed affection.

The man couldn't believe that this snow-white and delicate beauty was a gold medal reporter from the world-famous "Beautiful World".

In his experience, those female reporters should be soft yet strong, shrewd and capable, with a commanding and resolute appearance, and be intimidatingly sharp-tongued.

"Ms. Xia, you joined the magazine "Yiren World" at the age of sixteen, and you really had no experience before that?"

Xia Pan'er took in the suspicions in his eyes one by one, with a beautiful and humble sweet smile on her face, her red lips opened slightly, and her voice was as gentle as an oriole: "Indeed!"

When they were fourteen years old, the two sisters were living on the streets of San Francisco, without any relatives, terrified, confused, and at a loss. Hao Hanmo, who was tall, tall, elegant, elegant and gentle, took the sisters in.

From then on, they had a haven to take shelter from wind and rain in the United States.

At the age of sixteen, Hao Hanmo discovered that the smart and precocious Xia Pan'er had literary potential that ordinary people did not have (this was thanks to Xia Pan'er's mother's influence on her since she was a child), and at the same time funded her correspondence college.

Impressed by what he saw and heard, Xia Paner soon became enthusiastic about this job.

She recommended herself and asked Hao Hanmo to let her try out as a reporter for "The World of Yiren". Unexpectedly, this small attempt soon made her stand out, and she later became a gold medal reporter for "The World of Yiren".

In the field of journalists in the United States, as long as Xia Paner’s English name is mentioned: Crystal, almost everyone who does not know it will give a thumbs up: Crystal is as its name suggests: crystal ice, transparent

Soul. Beautiful and elegant Eastern myth!

It's just that the man in front of him is an authentic Chinese man, and he is probably ignorant. Xia Pan'er was not angry at all, and then said tactfully: "Manager Cheng, these VCDs are some of my work records in the United States. Please take a look!"

As she spoke, her slender hands dexterously took out a stack of VCDs from her bag, and randomly took out a few disks. She stretched out her hand slowly, and her oriole-like voice once again said tactfully: "At the same time, I also ask Manager Cheng to keep it for you."

Manager Cheng took the VCDs hypnotically and nodded repeatedly: "We will reply to you immediately."

"Mr. Cheng, you are busy with work, so I don't want to disturb you. I'm waiting for good news!" Xia Pan'er was neither humble nor overbearing, and her words were brief and powerful.

Stretching out the delicate white catkins and shaking hands with Manager Cheng, it was light but not strong. When it was a bit ethereal, it was quietly strong, and when it was intoxicating, it suddenly woke up.

Anyone who wants to refuse an interview with her will find it impossible once they recall this slippery handshake. Westerners call her handshake "holy hypnosis."

Sure enough, this time, Manager Cheng held the cool and delicate jade hand, and he was so calm.
Chapter completed!