Chapter Thirty-Eight: Is It So Hard to Forget a Person?
Why can a person like Lily be so domineering, what is the deep hatred, she can trample on the dignity of another person so casually.
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"Xiang Qing, I'm really unwilling, really ......" The role was snatched away Not to mention, early this morning, Lily came here arrogantly, scolded her with a slap in her face, and ...... Because of yesterday's incident, she has been refrigerated by the company.
"I know......" her nose was sour, and Xiang Qing also felt that it was too much.
At this time, she couldn't leave Cali anymore.
helped her wipe away her tears, they thought about it for a long time, but they also understood that the reason why Lily did so much in this matter was because she had Gu Xiaoli's support behind her.
"Isn't there anything we can do?" Xiang Qing frowned and checked Cali's contract, but she couldn't understand it.
"Xiang Qing, I'm really unwilling, do you know how long it took me to climb to this position, and now, if you say refrigeration, refrigerate?"
"Well...... But ...... "How can we escape such a predicament now?"
"I know......" Mingsi, who was silent, got up, walked to the dresser, rummaged for a long time, and finally took out a gilded white business card.
"This is ......" Xiang Qing raised her head, looked at Mingsi and Cali's expressions, and said no more.
It turns out that it can still be like this?
In fact, there is no surprise, the entertainment industry relies on luck and connections.
The towering building amazed Xiang Qing's face, and she leaned on Mingsi a little uncomfortably, and pursed her mouth.
Is this the famous SHIL Star Entertainment?
"Let's go!" Cali pulled Xiang Qing, her delicate goose egg face had the courage to make a last-ditch fight, and she stepped forward with her high-heeled boots and walked up step by step.
Now, she can only pin her hopes on that woman.
"Excuse me, is Sister Wen Zi here?" Cali took off her big sunglasses and asked the lady at the front desk in a good voice.
"Sister Zi is out, so ......"
"Where did she go? Can we wait for her here? β
"This ......"
The front desk lady was embarrassed and a little embarrassed, how could she know the whereabouts of this Sister Wen Zi?
"If you want to wait here, do whatever you want!"
In this way, Xiang Qing waited from morning to evening, until it was dark, and still did not see Wen Zi come back, compared to Mingsi's anxiety, Xiang Qing was very calm.
There are many good things, and perhaps, God is testing everyone.
"Cali, that ......" looked at the wall clock on the top floor, Xiang Qing was a little embarrassed, she knew that she shouldn't leave Cali now, but ......
At this time, Shen Momo should be out of school.
"What's wrong?" A day's wait had already exhausted Cali's energy, and she looked at Xiang Qing tiredly, her eyes pitiful.
"I'm going to pick up the kids."
"Xiang Qing, at this time, how can you leave me?"
"But ......"
"Please."
Xiang Qing didn't know what to say, she took the phone out of her bag and dialed Lin Kebai, she knew that he was busy, but at the moment, there was no other way.
"Brother Lin, can I ask you?" Xiang Qing was cautious, with a thick apology in her tone.
"Fool, what's polite." Lin Kebai on the other side put down the confidential documents in his hand, the corners of his mouth were filled with a gentle smile, and he waved his hand at the assistant beside him.
"How about Xiang Qing?"
"Yes, it's done." Xiang Qing put the phone back in her purse, thinking to herself, Shen Momo, this little ghost, is still uncertain, how to blame himself.
The black Ferrari galloped in the dark night sky, Wen Zi turned the steering wheel, and when the red light came, he handed the iced coffee in his hand to Mo Zixuan's white hand.
"How much did you drink last night?"
"Just a little." Mo Zixuan parted his handsome face, his delicate facial features were reflected on the black glass, and the sadness in his eyes filled the sky.
His injured fingers stroked the big black sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and kept silent.
Even such inadvertent movements made Wen Zi's little heart tremble a few times, and she thought that the man she had cultivated was really a demon.
"Well, don't smoke anymore."
"En......" closed his deep eyes, Mo Zixuan put the coffee in his hand aside, leaned lazily on the comfortable seat, and recuperated again.
Last night, he really seemed to be a little out of control.
Now, his head still hurts faintly, and he is very uncomfortable, but ...... There was a little comfort in the sadness, that is, in his dream last night, he dreamed of Xiang Qing.
"Xiang Qing, look, it's coming...... Mingsi's sharp eyes saw the beautiful figure, and he took the lead in getting up, calling for Cali and Xiang Qing not far away.
"Really?" Xiang Qing took the hot bento she had just bought, and followed behind Cali in small steps, but in the next second, she was in a trance.
Wen Zi was indeed back, but the dazzling existence beside her made her dumbfounded, wasn't this Mo Zixuan? He actually ......
It was so late, she thought he wouldn't be here.
Moreover, they seem to be very intimate.
"Sister Wen, I'm cali, do you know me?" Caliber stepped forward with a lunge, his tone low to dusty sadness.
"You ......" Wen Ziben didn't notice it, her face with exquisite makeup moved, and she turned her head to look at the handsome man who was much taller than herself.
Under the cap, his face is invisible, incomprehensible.
"Mors......" Cali blushed, thinking in hindsight, he should have made up his makeup just now, would it be a little rude for him to be so embarrassed.
"Let's talk to my office!" Wen Zi smiled and walked forward.
But Mo Zixuan didn't say anything, he moved his legs gracefully, erasing all the gray figures in his eyes, as if he hadn't seen anything.
Isn't it, hate me?
So...... Why bother?
It's like a stranger, in the huge silver elevator, everyone has their own concerns, Mo Zixuan's big white hand is playing with a large black screen mobile phone, and the whole person is so noble that people dare not approach.
Xiang Qing nestled in the corner of the elevator as much as possible, still carrying a heavy lunch box in her hand, a little at a loss.
She couldn't deny that no matter what kind of environment she was in, Mo Zixuan, a man with that kind of aura, was born with that kind of aura, which couldn't be ignored.
He wore a beige casual suit at home today, and the side face under the cap made people feel in a trance, even if it wasn't the first time he saw this man, Xiang Qing couldn't help but feel distressed.
With a jingle bell, the elevator door opened, Mo Zixuan's eyebrows frowned slightly, the corners of his mouth were indifferent, and he quietly pulled away the body that was getting closer and closer, and walked out of the door coldly.
"I'll wait for you in the lounge!" Yun lightly left such a sentence, Mo Zixuan left, and everywhere he went, there was still a unique mint fragrance.
His hand was injured......
This is the only impression in Xiang Qing's mind, between the white gauze, there are pink blood stains, which looks a little shocking.
"Xiang Qing, Xiang Qing, Sister Wen wants a contract." Seeing this, Mingsi on the side stabbed Xiang Qing, who was stunned, and looked at the noble woman sitting in the middle of the office with some embarrassment.
At the age of thirty, there are no traces of time at all, and the maintenance is very proper.
"Oh." After realizing it, he took out the things, and Xiang Qing was no longer in a state at all.
Fortunately, Wen Zi has a good temper, but he doesn't care at all.
She looked at the contract handed over by Mingsi, frowned and thought for a long time, and said slowly, "I want to think about this matter." β
Cali is indeed very good, and the development prospects are also very large, but for her sake, is it worth fighting a lawsuit with that brokerage company?
Manpower and material resources are not so easy to calculate.
Well, there is hope.
Xiang Qing and his party got the news, and the whole person became excited, fortunately, on this day, there was really no waiting in vain.
"Sister Wen, thank you."
"Yes." Nodding, Wen Zi got up elegantly and walked towards the glass door.
"By the way, Sister Wen, I'm ......" Cali stood up, her face was still a little flushed, and she whispered, "Mors What's wrong with his hand?" β
"What?" Wen Zi stopped, turned around, and saw something at a glance, could it be that what did Cali think about Mors?
"Because, I just saw ......"
Xiang Qing stood aside, feeling that she was a complete outsider, and she realized that a man like Mo Zixuan would always be the darling in the eyes of everyone, and his every move didn't have to worry about himself at all, and he couldn't take his turn.
Until now, she couldn't even do the necessary care and inquiry like Cali.
"It's not your business!" Rarely, Wen Ziban made a face, she put her hands around her chest, said coldly, and then walked out of the door elegantly.
Leaving only a room full of awkward air.
"I, did something wrong?" Cali innocently loosened his shoulders and turned to look at the two of them who were also sluggish.
"Cali, can't you see it yet? As far as I can see, the relationship between the two of them must be unusual. Mingsi patted Xiang Qing's shoulder, speculating to herself.
"Huh?" Cali's mouth grew in surprise, and it was hard to hide the loss between his eyebrows.
Isn't the relationship ordinary? Xiang Qing didn't know why, a sour feeling surged in her heart, she smiled and picked up the paper bag in her hand.
Are you feeling bad? But where does this sadness come from?
When she left the building of Shil Star Entertainment, Xiang Qing refused Cali's invitation, it was so late, she should go to pick up Shen Momo and go home.
The wind at night is very cold, but Xiang Qing can't feel it at all, it turns out that it is so difficult to forget a person?
On the other side, in the lounge on the top floor
Mo Zixuan rubbed his short burgundy hair, squeezed the goblet in his hand evilly, and drank the red liquid inside, the taste was very spicy.
"Why are you drinking again?" When Wen Zi came in, she only felt a headache, she turned off the deafening sound of the TV, snatched the glass from his hand, and put aside the bottle of French red wine on the table.
"It's noisy...... long arms bent, Mo Zixuan folded his legs, took the things in Wen Zi's hand, looked at it for a while, and said, "Do you want to help?" β
"Huh?" Wen Zi was puzzled, and suddenly felt that he seemed to have an inexplicable concern about this matter.