Gu Zhesi's face sank, the strength of holding the quilt increased, the back of his hand suddenly protruded, and he hooked his lips and sneered: "Sure enough, it seems that they really can't wait, they can still come to grandma with a cheeky face, it seems that they have to find something to do." ”

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S City.

A white private jet slowly docks on the tarmac field.

In the blink of an eye, a group of people slowly walked from the airport with a man with outstanding temperament.

The black coat modified his long figure, his beautiful skin like milk, and the beautiful face of anger attracted the attention of the passers-by around him to stop and linger greedily on him.

Seeing this, the people who had been waiting here outside the airport hurriedly opened the door of the Ferrari limited edition F60America, which had been waiting for a long time, and respectfully asked: "Ryan, the road has been hard, the director has been waiting for you for a long time, we will send you over now." ”

Ryan slowly took off his sunglasses, looked around, bowed his jaw, and got into the car.

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Presidential Suite at Guanhao Hotel.

In front of floor-to-ceiling windows.

Gu Zhesi put his hands in his trouser pockets and looked out the window thoughtfully.

I don't know how long it took, but the door was opened.

A woman with red high heels, charming appearance, and outstanding demeanor walked into the room, slowly closed the door, her beautiful eyes scanned the living room, and finally landed on Gu Zhesi, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

"What are you thinking? Thinking so distractedly. The woman and Gu Zhesi stood side by side, looked down at everything under their feet, and asked slowly.

Gu Zhesi raised his eyelids and replied lightly: "It's nothing." ”

The woman covered her lips and shook her head with a smile, looked at Gu Zhesi, and asked with concern: "Tomorrow's work exhibition, have you really thought clearly?" ”

"Of course!" Gu Zhesi retracted his gaze and looked at Qin Yuke with his lips hooked.

After Qin Yuke looked at Gu Zhesi for a while, he raised his eyebrows, "Okay, then you can rest first!" I'm going down to get ready first, and I hope that tomorrow's exhibition will go smoothly. ”

"Hmm." Gu Zhesi snorted and continued to stare out the window.

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Haikang Sanatorium.

Lin He sneaked into Lang Siyu's room with Aunt Lin carrying the secret spicy chicken feet specially prepared for Lang Siyu on his back.

Looking at Lang Siyu, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed with a laptop with black-framed round eyes, staring intently at the computer, fiddling with something, asked curiously, "What are you doing!" So serious. ”

"Where's the poster!" Lang Siyu hurriedly glanced at Lin He, retracted his gaze, and continued to fiddle with the things in his hand, after fiddling with the movements in his hand a few times, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and stared at Lin He's hand like a cat smelling fish, swallowed his saliva, rubbed his hands secretly and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?" ”

Lin He's eyebrows skipped a beat, and he pouted in disgust, "Look at your stupid appearance." ”

"Here, secret spicy chicken feet, old recipe." Lin He put the food bag in Lang Siyu's hand.

"Haha." Lang Siyu immediately put aside the computer, opened the food bag with a sigh, and feasted regardless of the image.

"What is this?" Lin He picked up the computer that Lang Siyu threw on the bed, looked at the pictures in the computer, and asked curiously.

"What about the poster of the Winter Games! What do you think? Lang Siyu replied vaguely.

"Oh." Lin He nodded, "It's quite energetic in terms of color matching." ”

"That's, and I don't see who got it." Lang Siyu said confidently.

Lin He couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth a few times, paused, and looked at Lang Siyu, "By the way, I remembered." ”