"A genius songwriter entangled with scandals seems quite intriguing, shouldn't I ask the boss if we can get an exclusive interview with Xu Qingyan?"
Chen Ling returned home, her hand still on the cold doorknob, when suddenly such a thought popped into her head.
Last time, she was responsible for Lin Chuan's exclusive interview.
After the interview aired, the response was very good. It not only made her performance that month soar but also introduced more people to Lin Chuan, who became fans of this clean-cut young male singer.
As for Xu Qingyan... she didn't know much about him, and it was still early, just 8:40 PM. Tomorrow was Saturday, and she planned to order some takeout and catch up on the romance reality show later.
She hung up her bag, stood in the entryway unfastening the buttons on her back, and bent over loosely to change her shoes. When she looked up, the fatigue on her face began to slide slowly from the corners of her eyes.
