Billionaire's One Night Stand novel Chapter 298

Molly smiled and said, "Miss Zoya, if the interview is the idea of Mrs. Emperor, as long as she comes over, I will immediately promise you. But if you are alone, this is a little difficult, because I have never accepted a personal interview."

What the f*ck!

Zoya thought to herself, "These big shots of the business world are all very arrogant!"

Chloe was with Aman. If she could drag Chloe here, would she come alone to interview this man?

"Well..." Zoya controlled her temper and said with a smile, "Boss Molly, as you can see, Young Master Emperor's wife is now with President, and she doesn't have time to come!"

"Then I'm sorry." Molly also smiled and said, "Miss Zoya, if you want to interview about the vividly-year insurance company, go to the company to apply for it. If you pass, the Public Relations Department will accept your interview."

Another greeting came from the bottom of Zoya's heart....

To go to the Company forty-three years ago?

If a small newspaper like her could get the permission of the company's visit in the past years, would she try her best to get into this high-ranking competition?

When Zoya was about to speak, a man next to her sat down

"Isn't this a reporter?"

Hearing this familiar and hateful voice, Zoya's body froze. "Oh no!"

Ragib sat down next to her and looked at Zoya with his legs crossed. He said, "You're quite capable. You even managed to get into this high-ranking competition. Are you still related to Mrs. Aman?"

Zoya glanced at Ragib and cursed in her heart that she was really unlucky today.

"Young Ragib, I am now the chief editor. It's my business why I came in. It has nothing to do with you."

"It has nothing to do with me?" Ragib glanced at Molly and deliberately said,"But what do you want to interview here? That is to break the rules of this gathering. Believe it or not, as long as I say a word, someone will throw you out immediately!"

Zoya's heart skipped a beat!

His hair was tight!

She had been a entertainment reporter for a short time and followed him to shoot the news of the lace. When this man saw her now, he was in a dilemma... She must have dug his ancestral tomb in her last life!

"Why did Young Ragib make things difficult for me, a chief editor? I didn't interview you!" Zoya gritted her teeth. "What's more, since the past is over, why do you mention it again?"

"Oh, I heard that there is a new newspaper named Zoya. It has a very strong background." Ragib smiled and said, "Why, is it the newspaper of you and Ms. Chloe? So..."

He glanced at the whole body of Zoya. The slim black dress outlined her sexy figure, the design of showing her waist and belly, and the inside was the vest of a woman's exercise...

This woman's figure was not bad!

"Are you the chief editor now?" Ragib's eyes overflowed with a trace of evil light. "Then the reporter must cherish your current situation. Don't lose your job again, just like when you were fired by Zayn's Chamber of Commerce!"

Molly glanced at Ragib and Zoya and saw something. "Do you know... Miss Zoya?"

Ragib leaned back in his suit and said, "Of course, this Miss Zoya used to be a entertainment reporter, and she even secretly took photos of me. Believe me, Molly, the current female reporter, it's amazing."

Zoya's self-esteem was so strong that she gritted her teeth.

Ragib, the damn b*stard, spilled out all her things.

"Or in front of Molly, a handsome guy...

She was also a woman and had self esteem, wasn't she?

Although the appearance of Ragib was even more unspeakable, in the eyes of Zoya, this bastard had already got out of the category of handsome men! He was simply a devil!

"Young Ragib." Zoya reminded him, "If you don't like it, I'll tell you directly. Why do you take my past to talk about it? I'm no longer a entertainment official. Now I'm not here to follow you!"

Ragib suddenly leaned forward. "Of course I can't stand you."

"You..."

"Because the seat you're sitting right now is mine. If you understand, get out of here!"

Looking at Ragib's dark face, Zoya was stunned.

Only then did she know that the person who was betting with Molly was Ragib. She sat in Ragib's position She swallowed and quickly put the interview pen into her bag. "Hmph, it's just a seat. I'll give it back to you!"

Molly held his forehead and looked at the two of them, with a trace of banter flashing in his eyes. "Miss Zoya, you don't have to go. I'm going to visit President. Don't you want to interview him? Ragib is idle now. Maybe you can interview him."

After that, Molly got up, buckled his suit, and left.

He left Chloe and Ragib sitting there.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. Zoya swallowed. ".

"Want to interview me?" Ragib took a sip of wine and looked at this daring woman with a hint of banter in his voice. "Have you ever heard of what price I need to pay for the interview?"

Zoya ignored him and pulled her handbag.

"There used to be a female chief editor. She is also a famous young lady. I forgot her name. She also came to interview me." Ragib wanted to scare this woman away. "In the end, she became my girlfriend, of course, a week's girlfriend. If you don't want to be played, you'd better stay away from her!"

Zoya didn't understand why God gave him such a bad character as a man with a high status and a high status. Except for his appearance and background, he was absolutely useless!

Looking at the red and painful hands, Zoya scolded, "What the hell! What is this bastard's hand made of?"

No matter what, he was good to women.

She didn't show any mercy at all!

But Zoya could be sure that Ragib was indeed a soldier... He held her wrist just now. If it was a gangster who was suppressed, he would have no chance to resist. However, Zoya was the disciple, and she couldn't get rid of him for a moment!

As for Ragib, he was a soldier, and it was hard to imagine why he could get in and out of the business world...

Ragib's power was too great. Everything was possible!

When Zoya went to Aman and Chloe, a young man had noticed this violent beauty and intercepted her on the way

"Miss, do you know each other?" The man's eyes were shining, and his hand was stretched out on Zoya's face. "It's too noisy over there. Let's sit next to each other. I can give you anything you want..."

Zoya grabbed arm, which only wanted to be splashed.

He threw a knee kick at crotch!

"Ah!"

The man's face was pale and he bent down in pain.

"Fuck, I'm also your b*stard, don't you?"

Zoya said and left casually.

The man behind him raised a white smile. "It's strong enough. It's hot enough. I like it!"

On the other side of the banquet hall, Aman was surrounded by the business world like a king.

For the proposal of Zoya, Mr. Smith asked Aman, "President Lu, Mr. Ali proposed to gamble with you. What do you think?"

Aman's brown eyes were calm. Under the luxurious light, he looked as noble as colored glaze.

He lifted his lips slightly.

"The Mr. Ali is so interested. Would you like to bet with me?"

"The name of Mr. Smith's cruise ship is 'Betting King', of course, it's a gambling boat." Zayn narrowed his jet-black eyes.

"But President is the president of Emperor Group, and his business skills are first-class. Of course, his way of robbing women is also first-class... It's really admirable. that's the case, can you give me a face and gamble with me?"