The plane passed through the thick clouds and swept through the windows like wings. There was a crackling sound of the keyboard in the business class, Shen Yan pushed the simple glasses on the bridge of her nose, glanced out the window, and continued to turn her attention to work, but a boy in the aisle took a better camera equipment and shot wildly at the white clouds outside the window. Shen Yan sneered mockingly, thinking that a child is a child. There was a beautiful voice from the flight attendant in the cabin, informing that City D had arrived and the plane was about to land, Shen Yan raised her hand and glanced at her watch, the time was just in time, and she could go back and clean up. After getting off the plane, the capable little assistant took over the trolley case for Shen Yan, and reported the work situation in the studio when Shen Yan went to the next city in the past few days. Shen Yan followed her childhood wish, became a fashion designer, had her own studio, and continued to develop her career. Let the "fashion studio" get better and better, and become more and more famous. The assistant said as he walked, "Tonight's wine venue is at the Hongda Hotel, and you can arrive at seven o'clock." Shen Yan glanced at the watch at half past five, which was related to the income of the "fashion studio" in the second half of the year, so Shen Yan had to speed up. Returned to her room in the studio, Shen Yan asked the assistant to draw a light makeup, the work at hand still did not put down, the melon seed face with light makeup was more exquisite, the facial features were three-dimensional, and the previous heroic eyebrows were added to a soft arc, more feminine, the short hair with ears was well groomed, the tall Shen Yan, who has always been accustomed to wearing clothes and pants, because of the unusual entertainment tonight, took off the usual slim formal black clothes and pants suit, and changed into an A-line skirt, which was formal and elegant, Wrapping his hot body slightly, but it has more and more flavor of wanting to cover up. Kick on the ten-centimeter high heels that I rarely wear, and add ten centimeters to the height of one meter seven, which is one meter eight.

The little assistant drove her over, because the Hongda Hotel is located in the center of the city, it is not convenient to park, and this dinner will inevitably go back and forth, so Shen Yan is ready to take a taxi back by herself after the end. Several men at the same table also praised their boldness, and the president of Haosen on the opposite side raised his glass to Shen Yan: "I have long heard that the proprietress of the 'fashion studio' is beautiful and bold, it is really better to see it than to hear it, haha!" Shen Yan also raised the wine glass, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, maintaining a faint detachment, and gently clinking the wine glass on the table: "Mr. Zhao is serious." "Raised neck wine glass in a dry one. As a businessman, Shen Yan is shrewd, capable, conscientious and responsible as a leader, and has a kind attitude towards the world, but she rarely shows her true side, and is a well-known cold beauty in the fashion design industry. I never complain to myself, and I don't easily reveal my inner thoughts to others. The spicy wine crossed his throat and entered his stomach, but he also felt a long-lost warmth, covering up the hardships and loneliness of developing his career all the way.

A glass of wine was served, and there was a round of applause on the table. After a few rounds of back and forth, Shen Yan felt a little dizzy, picked up her bag and said sorry to those present and got up and went to the bathroom, gently sprinkled a handful of water on her face, her alcohol-stimulated face was slightly red, and a drop of water ran down her emaciated cheeks, crossed her fair neck, and disappeared into the slightly low-collared shirt. I took out the No. 19 lipstick in the delicate handbag and gently applied it to my lips, reflecting the slightly pink cheeks, which looked particularly good, slightly covering up the strong woman in my bones.

After washing his face with water, he felt much more sober, and he was ready to go back. Most of the Chinese's careers are negotiated on wine, so although Shen Yan doesn't like this kind of drinking with others, she still has to go back, after all, it is about her career, the second half of the income of fashion, and there are many people waiting for dinner in the studio, and as a leader, she must be worthy of everyone who is willing to dedicate herself and fashion to herself.

As soon as she walked out of the bathroom door, Shen Yan was startled by a little boy who suddenly popped out, "Hi, beauty, we met on the plane, do you remember, hello, my name is Song Yuannian." Shen Yan frowned, looked up slightly at the little boy in the same private room, because he was quite young, he didn't pay much attention to him, and took a closer look at the naïve boy who was indeed in the aisle of the plane and himself: "What's the matter, are you okay?"

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