After dinner, Luo Qiao went to the guest room to pack up her things, and she didn't feel sleepy after sleeping all afternoon, so she simply asked her father to send the information of Dongshi Film Media over and study it carefully.

The next day, Luo Qiao got up early in the morning, and after putting on makeup, she remembered that there were a pair of pearl earrings in the cloakroom, so she went to the master bedroom.

Standing at the door, she shouted loudly: "Ming Siran, have you gotten up?" ”

After a while, he opened the door, and the man was wearing a white shirt and black trousers, perhaps because he had just gotten up, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were a little lazy, and he looked down at her.

Luo Qiao ignored him, and directly squeezed the person away and ran into the cloakroom.

Ming Siran lowered his head and straightened his cuffs, and closed the door with a brace on his face.

Luo Qiao found his pair of pearl earrings and put them on in front of the full-length mirror, he leaned against the door, his trouser pocket in his hand, and looked at her nonchalantly.

"What do you think I'm doing?" She took the moment to glance at him.

He said lazily, "Look at your good looks." ”

"......" glared at him, Luo Qiaodai squeezed him away and ran downstairs to get his bag, and went out in a hurry.

When Ming Siran drove out, Luo Qiao was still waiting for the car, he lowered the window and said lightly: "I'll send you." ”

Luo Qiao glanced at him, expressionless: "No need, a qualified ex-boyfriend is like dead." ”

Ming Siran: "......"

The figure of the woman in the rearview mirror was getting farther and farther away, Ming Siran put on headphones and dialed a phone call to go out: "Driver Zhou? Come to the door to pick up Luo Qiao and go to the company. ”

"Okay, Mr. Ming."

……

Luo Qiao waited for a long time and didn't wait for a car, and was about to call her father's driver, when a black car stopped in front of her: "Miss Luo." ”

Luo Qiao recognized whose driver he was.

She said resolutely, "You go." ”

Driver Zhou: "Mr. Ming said, you really have to mind his dead ex-boyfriend, he is happy for you to take the initiative to pay the fare." ”

Luo Qiao: "......"

All the way to Dongshi Films, Luo Qiao took a few hundred yuan for Driver Zhou and got out of the car.

But the more she thought about it, the more she felt that something was wrong, how could she feel that she was still at a loss?

……

Her father Luo Qianheng had already said hello, and as soon as Luo Qiao entered the company, an assistant executive explained her affairs, and she listened as she walked, and did not express any opinions.

Watching her enter the office all the time, the nervous executives breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone whispered: "A person who is good at fetal investment is good, even if he doesn't understand anything, he will be the CEO when he comes in." ”

"Be quiet, you don't want work anymore?"

"Originally, you saw that she was like that just now, obviously she didn't know anything, so she knew how to nod."

Someone scoffed: "A little actress who eats by her face in the entertainment industry, what do you expect her to do?" Thank God for not letting the company lose money, okay, okay, let's get busy! ”

Everyone dispersed, and in the office, Luo Qiao turned around against the office chair, and looked at the young male assistant with a sharp gaze: "Notify me, and the meeting will start in half an hour." ”

Assistant Sun nodded: "Okay." ”

Flipping through the documents on the table, Luo Qiao looked at them at a glance.

The office is brightly lit.

Luo Qiao was dressed in professional clothes, bright and beautiful, she smiled at everyone: "Relax, today I mainly want to have an understanding of everyone, what ideas do you have, everyone can talk about it and discuss it together." ”

Everyone looked at each other, but they didn't say anything. Luo Qiao was not in a hurry, looking down at the document leisurely, and the time passed minute by minute.

Ten minutes later, no one meant to speak.

Luo Qiao glanced at her watch and looked up: "What, don't you have any ideas?" ”