The production team had originally sent a car.
But He Qing directly pulled Xu Yanche into his family's business van.
Their own car was more comfortable.
It was the first time the two cameramen had ridden in such an expensive car, and they were a little restrained.
One cameraman took out the cards prepared by the production team and began asking questions.
Cameraman: "President He, Teacher Xu, the production team has a segment that requires us to interview the participating guests. Is now a convenient time for you?"
Xu Yanche used his fork to pick up a piece of cake and fed it to He Qing. "Sure. I'm very professional. Since it's required under the contract, I'll definitely cooperate." If it were outside the contract, he would just slap them away.
He Qing sat in his seat blissfully, enjoying Xu Yanche feeding him.
His expression looked utterly smug and delighted.
As if he were the happiest person in the world.
The cameraman began asking, "President He, Teacher Xu, who usually has the final say at home?"
He Qing said, "Yanyan does."
Xu Yanche straightened his back and nodded solemnly.
That's right, that's exactly how it is. I'm the head of the household.
"What do you two like most about each other?"
He Qing said, "Everything."
His tone was proud.
Xu Yanche said, "His face and body."
And his money.
He Qing heard Xu Yanche's inner thoughts and felt a tiny bit hurt.
But he quickly comforted himself.
His little wife only liked his face, body, and money—not anyone else's.
And his little wife had just fed him cake. Nobody else got that.
Seeing He Qing's smug expression, the cameraman's mouth twitched.
Why was this domineering CEO nothing like he had imagined?
The cameraman asked, "Teacher Xu, what was your original