Chapter Seventy-Five: Give you the shortest amount of time to find that person
"What about her?"
Jiang Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then replied with concern, "The young lady has stayed in the studio for the past two days, thinking that she is preparing the design draft." ”
When the voice fell, he was silent for a moment, his thin lips pursed into a line, and his handsome face had a treacherous smile on his handsome face, "Has the heat of the young lady and those two people cooled down?" ”
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"It's not good, as far as we know, the other party is very pressed, the young lady's clues are always interrupted for no reason, Shen Manyao's fans even dug up the young lady and the ...... back then" Jiang Xiao's voice stopped talking, and when he came into contact with the man's calm gaze, he paused and continued, "The young lady once dropped out of school several times for He Jingqian, and this time it was said that the young lady hated because of love. ”
After Jiang Xiao closed his eyes and said quickly, he hurriedly forced himself to retreat from the danger zone around the man.
"Heh....." A disdainful sneer slowly overflowed from the man's mouth, Mu Hanchuan turned his head, and went straight past Jiang Xiao on the side and returned to the chair, his bony fingers were quickly tapping something on the keyboard, I don't know how long it took, Qin Lang's mean and thin face above the computer screen appeared in front of him, Jiang Xiao was shocked, and after a few seconds, he pulled out a relieved smile, and under the black and white eyes was indescribable pride and pride.
"Give you the shortest amount of time to find this person." Mu Hanchuan left the keyboard with both hands and explained neatly. The indifferent and cold gaze burst out through the lenses, and a chill penetrated deep into the bone marrow.
"Okay."
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Weibo's video continued to ferment on the Internet, and Shen Qingzi didn't go home in the past two days, and was busy in the studio all night to catch up with the design draft, originally thinking that Qiao Zhiyu would make some progress there, but she never thought that the development of things would become more and more intense, even beyond her imagination.
Many netizens even went to her Weibo to scold her in private messages, and her words were filthy.
"Qingzi, are you okay?" Cheng Yan and several people in the studio couldn't help but speak one after another when they saw the unusually obvious tiredness on Shen Qingzi's face, "You've been busy for two days in a row, why don't you go back and rest first." ”
"It's okay, my own body knows by itself, it's late, you guys go back first. As for the video thing, there will always be a time when the Qing people will come out, don't worry too much, as it seems that at least the studio's project has not been affected for now. ”
At seven o'clock, the sky gradually darkened, and the sunset rendered the whole sky a large area of orange, and it was just in time for the rush hour to get to and from work, and the people on the streets were in a hurry, as if they were as indifferent as the city.
Shen Qingzi walked aimlessly on the street alone after finishing the work in hand, and the street lamp fell on her thin body, which looked a little more lonely and lonely.
The other party apparently had the whole thing in his hands, and all the clues were interrupted. Thinking of this, she smiled a little self-deprecatingly.
The mobile phone in his pocket shook, Shen Qingzi took it out carelessly, and saw that it was a call from his friend Tang Wan-
"Qingzi, I'm sorry...... I didn't find anything on my side. Tang Wan's voice sounded a little hoarse, as if she had cried.
Shen Qingzi was stunned for a moment, and quickly came back to her senses, with a faint ripple on her face, "Okay, why are you more mournful than me." “
Her tone was unusually calm, she took a deep breath and looked up at the cars on the street, and her cold eyes gradually became trance.