Gold Medal Sweetheart

This is still a polite way of putting it. In fact, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a bootlicker.

"Sorry, I made you laugh." Jin Taize raised the corners of his lips without a trace of discomfort.

Seeing that the parties were extremely calm, reporter Xiao Li relaxed a little. He tentatively said, "So you really do have a girlfriend."

"Yes, as you can see." Jin Taize admitted generously.

"How many girls dream of having a boyfriend like you." Xiao Li said half-jokingly.

“It’s my pleasure, actually.”

Xiao Li was stunned for a second, wondering what kind of girl could make this handsome man in front of him surrender so willingly. He was very curious about this girl.

By the agreed end time of the interview, all the prepared questions had been asked. Regarding this episode, Xiao Li laughed and said, "If my entertainment reporter friends knew that I had such a brilliant idea during the interview today, they would definitely envy me to death. But I'm not an entertainment reporter."

Jin Taize raised the corners of his eyes and said, "In fact, you can make them envy you even more."

"Ah?" Xiao Li, who was collecting the recorder, was a little confused.

"Is it true that financial news must not report on personal feelings?"

"It's not completely impossible..." Xiao Li scratched his head awkwardly, looked up and met Jin Taize's sharp eyes, and suddenly he was enlightened.

Xiao Li nodded vigorously as if he had been pardoned. "I understand, Mr. Jin, thank you."

"I have another exclusive interview time after the financial forum next month, and I will return it to your magazine then." Jin Taize smiled and stretched out his hand.

Xiao Li was flattered and shook the gift with both hands. He couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to him. He kept saying thank you.

"However, Mr. Jin, do you need me to be more subtle in the content of the report?" Xiao Li scratched his head awkwardly. After all, he saw that this talented man was also checked up by his girlfriend.

As a man, he also understands that every man doesn't care about his reputation, let alone the president of a group.

"No, you can publish it truthfully."

Hearing this answer, Xiao Li's eyes widened, his mouth opened wide, and he slowly dragged out a long "Oh..."

One day a week later, Tang Xinzheng and Tang's mother came back from the vegetable market.

The fruits and vegetables in the market here are much cheaper than those in T City where Tang Xin lives. Tang Xin sighs that the price level here makes her feel like she is spending money like water.

So every time I go to the market with my mom, she buys a lot of things in big and small bags.

As Tang Xin placed the spoils from the market into the courtyard, her WeChat video call started to ring.

Upon seeing the person coming, it was none other than An Qi.

Tang Xin answered the phone, "I thought you'd forgotten me the moment you saw the fresh seafood. It's been so long since you came back from your trip, and you only remember me now."

In the camera, An Qi complained with a sad face, "I gained another six kilograms after returning from my trip. My mom couldn't stand it anymore, so she bought me a gym membership and forced me to exercise every day. I also wanted to ask you out, but I'm exhausted every day. I really don't have the energy to do anything."

"Now that you mention it, I think you have gained weight again."

An Qi said with great dissatisfaction, "Just chat, there's no need to be so hurtful."

"I call this honest advice unpleasant to the ear."

"Hey, let's not talk about these unhappy things," An Qi changed the subject. "Oh, by the way, there's a young lady who works out with me. She's a company executive. She always buys some financial magazines regularly. Today she brought the latest issue. Do you know who I saw in the magazine?"

Tang Xin asked, "Boss Jin?"

"Wow, Tangtang, you are so smart."

Tang thought to himself that it wasn't really because he was smart, but because anyone with a brain could answer Teacher An's question. After all, Teacher An usually paid homage to the Big Boss.

Tang Xin sat in the rocking chair, rocking gently. The sun was shining brightly, and the breeze was not too dry, making her feel comfortable. She said casually, "It's nothing surprising that President Jin is in the magazine. There's no need to make such a fuss."