196: Interview requests from war correspondents

Next, he looked at the living room.

The marble tile floor was mopped so clean it looked brand new.

It was clean enough to reflect a person's shadow.

Who says girls don't like doing housework? That rumor was instantly debunked.

Looking at the house, it was cleaned once every day.

After finishing breakfast.

Zhang Yu tidied up a bit and went out.

Since he hadn't been back for several days, he drove to visit each company.

"General Manager Zhang, good morning!"

"General Manager Zhang, you're back!"

"General Manager Zhang, this is the latest work situation report..."

At every company he visited.

The employees greeted him with great enthusiasm.

For them.

Zhang Yu was not just their boss.

He also had another identity: a heroic role model.

They had long learned about his deeds on the cruise ship through the internet.

Their impression of Zhang Yu had only improved further.

Such a boss was young, handsome, rich, and full of positive energy.

Who wouldn't want to be inspired by such positive energy?

Especially the female employees.

The way they looked at Zhang Yu was filled with uncontrollable admiration.

This was a complete subjugation by personal charisma.

The male employees in the company felt no discomfort seeing the female employees act this way.

The reason was simple.

General Manager Zhang was so outstanding, he was practically perfect.

Anyone who didn't like him was the one with the problem.

They were completely convinced and respectful.

Moreover, General Manager Zhang could not be monopolized by anyone, because there was no one who could match him.

No one was allowed to try and keep him all to themselves.

He must spread his grace equally, like sunshine illuminating the earth, to fit his persona!

Zhang Yu looked over work reports and signed some important documents at the various companies.

After finishing his rounds, the time had already reached one in the afternoon.

Checking the time, it was time to find a place for lunch.

Since he was already out, his current location was an hour's drive from home and required crossing the river.

So, he decided to grab a casual meal outside.

There were many office buildings nearby, offering plenty of food options.

Therefore, he parked his car in the parking lot and got out.

He sensed something unusual behind him.

He turned around and snapped, "Who is it? Why are you following me?"

He had noticed while driving.

A Mini car had been following him for three blocks.

Since he didn't know their background, it was better to ask directly.

The person following behind was startled by Zhang Yu's sudden turn and shout.

It was a girl with shoulder-length short hair.

She brushed her hair back and adjusted the black bag on her shoulder.

Then she said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, I didn't mean to track you..."

"You know my name?"

Zhang Yu looked at the girl; her face was unfamiliar, he had never seen her before.

He had the ability to never forget anything he saw; anyone he had met would be reconstructed in his mind.

Clearly, he had no information about this girl.

He saw that she was wearing a white shirt, a black pleated skirt, and leggings.

Her shoulder-length hair made her look very capable.

Even with short hair, it couldn't hide her beauty. Those who can pull off short hair are truly beautiful.

Just like men who can pull off being bald.

"Yes, I know you."

The short-haired girl was a little timid. "Mr. Zhang, how did you find me? I clearly..."

She believed her tracking skills were excellent, and they had been acknowledged by others; she wasn't just bragging.

So when exactly had she been exposed to Zhang Yu? Was his anti-reconnaissance ability that strong?

This made her feel that the man in front of her truly exceeded her imagination and was even more mysterious.

Furthermore.

She could feel it.

The aura emanating from Zhang Yu was somewhat breathtaking.

When he had just turned around, there was a hint of killing intent in his eyes.

It made her feel timid, like a child caught doing something wrong.

Yet.

She was clearly an international war correspondent who had seen the world.

She had been to battlefields, visited Third World countries, and even gone undercover in telecommunication fraud and human trafficking rings.

She had never been afraid of any difficult situation.

Now, she had shown fear and failed in front of a young handsome man.

She had to admit, it was quite embarrassing.

Fortunately, no one else knew besides Zhang Yu.

"I noticed you three blocks ago." Zhang Yu smiled slightly. "Speak, what do you want with me?"

Why did his tone sound like he was interrogating a criminal?

The girl thought this internally, but still answered obediently, "Hello, Mr. Zhang. I am a reporter from CCTV Channel 4, and I would like to interview you... I don't know, Mr. Zhang..."

"Channel 4? Isn't that the International Channel?"

Zhang Yu interrupted her. "You are a reporter?"

"Uh, yes..." The girl looked up, almost meeting Zhang Yu's eyes levelly.

Zhang Yu was 180 cm tall; the girl was at least 175 cm, and with high-top platform shoes, she reached 179 cm.

This made her legs look even longer.

"I happened to be home on vacation from abroad. Your news exploded online last night, Mr. Zhang, so I came..."

"Since you are a reporter, you should know that interviews require prior booking and application. Isn't it inappropriate for you to disturb and follow me like this? You haven't shown any identification, so how do I know who you really are?"

Zhang Yu laughed.

"I apologize, Mr. Zhang," the girl replied. "I really am a Channel 4 reporter. Here is my work ID..."

Saying this, she opened her personal backpack.

After some searching, she found the ID card tucked in a corner.

Zhang Yu took it.

He saw the name written on it: Mo Anna.

She was a genuine Dragon Country person, so why was her name so foreign-sounding?

"Mr. Zhang, may I have my ID back?"

Mo Anna extended her slender, long-fingered hand.

"Here you go."

Zhang Yu said, "However, I don't accept interviews. I'm going to eat now."

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang!"

Mo Anna quickly jogged a few steps to catch up.

"What are you eating? Let me treat you to lunch!"

"What, you think you can bribe me with one meal?" Zhang Yu smiled faintly.

He had not accepted any exclusive interviews from the media yet.

As a reporter, she knew very well just how high the news value of an exclusive interview was.

Zhang Yu felt that giving an interview to a beautiful reporter wasn't a big deal.

But he also had his own temper.

"No, no, Mr. Zhang." Mo Anna quickly explained, "My situation at the station hasn't been great lately. I hope you can agree to my interview!"

"Oh, you want to turn your situation around with this report?"

Zhang Yu smiled. "It's simple. Whatever an exclusive interview is worth, pay me that price, and we can start anytime. Or, something else will do."

"Mr. Zhang!"

Hearing him say this, Mo Anna grew anxious.

"You are immensely wealthy, worth tens of billions; why are you making things so difficult for a working professional like me? Based on what I know, you are not this kind of person."

Saying this, she swept back a lock of hair.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang. I shouldn't have bothered you, my apologies. Goodbye."

Hey, this reporter, why did she get worked up first?