After a day of rest, Lin Qingqing's mental state finally improved. She sat at the dresser and looked at the haggard woman in the mirror, a wry smile on her lips.

Like a person to die without a disease in the end, it's like having a serious illness. Whether it is through expert consultation or B-ultrasound X-ray, there is no way to find the cause of this disease. As the disease deepened little by little, the person was dragged haggard little by little. In the end, the serious illness was finally cured, but the person's mental head had been exhausted.

Lin Qingqing is probably feeling like this now, for the first time, she feels so tired of living in this world. Now she doesn't even have the interest in slapping her face, saying that women are pleasing to themselves, but she doesn't even bother to open the door.

Watching the clock hanging in the bedroom move forward little by little, she finally picked up a box of liquid foundation from the dresser and slowly applied it to her face. Today she promised Ou Yuanlan to work overtime to make up for the leave she took yesterday, so she couldn't break her promise.

Thinking of Ou Yuanlan, Lin Qingqing's movements in his hand stopped. Sometimes, that man doesn't seem to be that annoying. Although he always loved to work against himself, and although he sometimes made himself half angry when he spoke, he had saved himself the night before.

It doesn't seem to be an exaggeration to use the word rescue, when she is most embarrassed and doesn't want to face it the most, she can hide in Ou Yuanlan's arms again, which is already considered lucky.

Since leaving the restaurant the day before yesterday, Lin Yan has never called himself. It seems that her use value has ended, so now she is like a mustard, useless.

After wiping the foundation, Lin Qingqing took out an eyebrow pencil and gently outlined an eyebrow shape, and then slowly filled it in. I am too lazy to draw my eyebrows, and I am late to dress up. This is a poem by Wen Tingjun, which Lin Yan once read to her.

As soon as this thought came to him, Lin Qingqing immediately pinched the flesh on his arm fiercely. What the hell was she doing, and why did she miss that person so much.

Recalling this thing, it always seems difficult to control its valves. If you're not careful, it will pour out. So Lin Qingqing had to be extra careful, she was afraid that she would think about the past again.

After simply cleaning up yourself, the time is almost up. Just as she was changing her clothes and preparing to go out, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Could it be that Ou Yuanlan came to pick her up? As soon as this idea popped up, she immediately rejected it herself. She really thinks that she has a lot of face, and a dignified president can revolve around her every day?

went to open the door with doubts, but after opening the door, Lin Qingqing became even more puzzled. The person outside the door was Fang Min, and it seemed that she was in a bad mood today.

"Sister Fang Min, why are you here?" She asked, confused.

Sure enough, Fang Min handed the bag in his hand to Lin Qingqing, and then said with a smile but very impatiently: "This is the dress that Mr. Ou asked me to send you, please Miss Lin, you can change it, and then the driver will wait for you upstairs." She didn't breathe after she finished speaking in one breath, which fully showed that she was professional.

Looking at the delicate box in Fang Min's hand, Lin Qingqing was even more confused. "Dress? Driver? "She may have just gotten out of bed, and she was in a bad mood yesterday, so the lack of oxygen to her brain affected her IQ.

Fang Min still had a professional smile on his face. "Miss Lin, Mr. Ou said that today's press conference will be held in the hotel, and if you wear your usual work clothes, it may affect the company's image." is worthy of being the assistant to the president, she can say this kind of deceitful lie without blushing and her heart without beating.

Lin Qingqing glanced down at his professional clothes, which were mainly black and white, and was speechless for a moment. Indeed, if a press conference is held in a hotel, she really can't wear this dress.

"Sister Fang Min, but isn't my main task today to send documents and be responsible for entertaining reporters? Is it necessary to wear a dress? "Her IQ is finally back.

Faced with Lin Qingqing's questioning, Fang Min continued to talk serious nonsense. "Your main task today is to welcome guests, so you have to wear it." She threw the dress into Lin Qingqing's hand, and then walked towards the elevator. "Ten minutes later, I changed my clothes and got ready to get on the bus."

Looking at the gift box in his hand, Lin Qingqing was a little helpless. She just took a day off, so Ou Yuanlan was in a hurry to exploit her surplus value? The gratitude she had just felt for this person in the morning vanished in an instant, and now she muttered in her heart again.

The corners of Fang Min's mouth rising in the elevator rose, as if he was happy. Indeed, although she deceived Fang Min today, at least she completed the task.

Before she went to work today, Ou Yuanlan called her directly. "Send the dress I customized in CK to Miss Lin, and by the way, inform her that she must be at the venue before nine o'clock."

At that time, Fang Min and Lin Qingqing had the same reaction. "Mr. Ou, isn't today just an ordinary press conference? I don't think I need to wear a dress. She reminded.

But Ou Yuanlan didn't seem to need her reminder. "I said I needed it." He has always been so domineering and arrogant.

Fang Min was speechless, doing things under others, what could she do but endure the occasional temper of the president. "Then how should I explain it to Miss Lin?" She then asked.

Next, Ou Yuanlan said four words that made her even more sad and indignant. "Feel free to play." He confessed coldly, and then hung up the phone.

Fang Min hehe, if it was so simple to play at will, why didn't their great president of Ouda play well in advance and tell her? But now, it seems, is not the time to complain.

Fortunately, she was still witty, and her performance in front of Lin Qingqing just now did not have the slightest flaw. Everything fell into place. Next, when she finished changing her clothes and came down, the group could go on the road. Thinking that today was another unusual day, Fang Min had to sigh in his heart.

Ten minutes later, Lin Qingqing appeared downstairs with a skirt a little awkward. The moment they saw her, Fang Min and the driver were stunned.

There is a real truth in the saying that people rely on clothes and horses on saddles. Lin Qingqing, who was not particularly stunning in professional clothes, put on this silver-gray dress, and his temperament was immediately different.

The gray dress is hung with small pearls one by one, with a bandeau style on the top and a puffy skirt hem below, which looks like a princess. This skirt basically satisfies the fantasies of all girly dresses, elegant and girlish.

Being a little embarrassed by Fang Min and the driver, Lin Qing brushed the hair around his ears. "Can I go now?"

Fang Min, who was stunned, nodded, and then helped her open the car door. "Come in." She swallowed. It seems that Ou Yuanlan's special care for Lin Qingqing is not unreasonable.