noveldepot Chapter 9 The Mysterious Ex-Girlfriend
Chapter 9 The Mysterious Ex-Girlfriend
3:17 am.
In the small editing room next to Studio 7, the third version of the sample film was finally exported.
Old Chen dragged the progress bar back to the beginning, picked up the now-cold coffee, took a sip, and immediately frowned.
"This is even more painful than the client's opinion."
Zhou Qiming stood behind him without saying a word.
Shen Yan leaned against the editing table, her eyes bloodshot.
On the screen, the sample title is displayed on the first frame.
[Internal recording clip from "Celebrity Detective"]
The following text does not say, "Bai Lulu smiled and smiled, then silenced the entire audience."
That's a title used for internal judgment.
The version given to the artist's team cannot be used by marketing accounts.
Shen Yan had Old Chen change his name to something more stable.
[Sample Excerpt: Assistant Bai's Counterattack]
Zhou Qiming stared at the screen for a few seconds.
Play it again.
Old Chen rubbed his face.
"Mr. Zhou, this is the fourth time."
"put."
Old Chen sighed and pressed play.
The scene begins with Bai Lulu being accused of something by the call log.
Zhou Chi pushed the paper onto the table.
【21: 27】
[He Yuan → Assistant Bai]
Call duration: 3 minute 12 seconds
In the shot, Bai Lulu's smile paused for a moment.
Lin Jiahe asked in a low voice:
"Lulu, are you hiding something?"
Bai Lulu didn't rush to explain.
She glanced down at the call log for two seconds, then looked up and smiled again.
The next second, she put the photo on the table.
"Jiahe, you just said you've been in the dressing room since 9 o'clock."
"Is that you?"
The camera cuts to Lin Jiahe.
pause.
Panic.
He subconsciously looked at Zhou Chi.
Next, cut the white syrup.
She wasn't aggressive; she simply asked gently:
"Why are you looking at screenwriter Zhou?"
Old Chen cut this part very tightly.
There were no unnecessary pauses or exaggerated sound effects.
Bai Lulu's advantages are very clear.
She didn't suddenly become a detective.
She was just looking at people.
Midway through the sample recording, the audio reverses.
Zhou Chi was forced to reveal the secret of altering the contract.
Bai Lulu looked at him, her tone smiling.
"So you've been trying to provoke me, not because you suspect me."
"Is it because you're afraid I'll find this contract?"
Zhou Chi said that he was only forced to change by He Yuan.
Bai Lulu continued to ask:
"Why is that recording in your computer backup?"
Zhou Chi couldn't answer.
Shen Teng added from the side:
"This isn't screenwriting; this is screenwriting that leaves itself a way out."
Finally, it was found at the scene that Tang Zhou had staged.
Shen Teng's remark, "The most honest kids are the best at setting the scene," eased the tense atmosphere.
Three minutes, not long.
But we have everything we need.
The contrast of Bai Lulu.
Shen Teng's humor is something that makes passersby laugh.
The oppressive feeling of the program's rules.
There's also the inherent appeal of the long table mystery itself.
After the sample video finished playing, the editing room was quiet for a few seconds.
This time, Zhou Qiming didn't suggest playing it again.
He reached out and tapped the screen.
"Show it to Bai Lulu's team first."
Shen Yan nodded.
"certainly."
Zhou Qiming glanced at him.
"You do know the rules."
"She was willing to try because she trusted that we wouldn't ruin her edit. If the first draft was sent directly to Yang Mixue without her involvement, we wouldn't be able to work together afterward."
Zhou Qiming did not refute.
He took out the cigarette pack from his hand, then remembered that he couldn't smoke in the editing room, so he put it back in.
Send encrypted link.
"I'll send it."
Shen Yan uploaded the sample video to the internal encryption system, setting a viewing period and a watermark.
The recipient was only listed as Chen Man.
He checked the title again before sending.
[Internal test recording of "Celebrity Detective": Assistant Bai's segment]
confirm.
send.
A notification pops up in the bottom right corner of the screen.
The file has been sent.
At the same time, on the Chengnan Elevated Road.
Bai Lulu had just finished a brand event and was sitting in her van.
It was very late at night, and the lights outside the car window receded one by one.
She hadn't removed her makeup yet, and she had taken off her earrings and placed them on a tissue. She was leaning back in her chair, looking a little tired.
Chen Man was sitting next to her when the tablet suddenly lit up.
She opened the email, and stopped when she saw the sender.
"The sample footage is here."
Bai Lulu, who had her eyes closed, twitched her eyelashes upon hearing those words.
"So fast?"
"They probably didn't sleep all night."
Chen Man propped up the tablet and dimmed the car's interior lights.
Bai Lulu sat up straight, still joking.
"Let me see if Planner Shen has edited me into looking like a lunatic."
Chen Man glanced at her.
"Watch it before you laugh."
Bai Lulu didn't say anything more.
The sample video has started playing.
The only sound in the car came from the tablet.
Bai Lulu saw herself sitting at the long table, being suspected by everyone.
She saw herself looking down at her call log.
I noticed myself pausing.
Seeing herself smile again, she gently pushed the photo onto the table.
"Jiahe, you just said you've been in the dressing room since 9 o'clock."
"Is that you?"
The car fell silent.
Bai Lulu did not smile.
Looking at herself on the screen, she suddenly felt a little unfamiliar.
This is unlike any of her previous variety show clips.
In those earlier clips, she was always smiling, responding to conversations, and trying to liven up any awkward silences.
When the camera focuses on her, it's usually because of her strong reaction.
The laughter was loud.
Exaggerated facial expressions.
It can be used to make emojis.
But this part is different.
She was smiling in the video, but the laughter wasn't the point.
The key point is that after she finished laughing, the person opposite her couldn't respond.
Samples continue.
She pressed Zhou Chi for answers.
She admitted to going into the office, then countered by saying to Lin Jiahe, "You didn't say anything either."
Shen Teng chimed in from the side.
Tang Zhou was so flustered that he almost shrank into his chair.
It will last for 3 minutes.
The tablet automatically stopped at the last frame.
Bai Lulu stared at the screen, remaining silent for a long time.
Chen Man didn't urge her.
After a while, Bai Lulu whispered:
"So this is what I look like..."
She paused, as if searching for the right words.
"He seems to have some brains."
Chen Man looked at her.
"You already had it."
Bai Lulu smiled.
"Sister Man, stop trying to comfort me."
I'm not trying to comfort you.
Chen Man dragged the progress bar back to the part where Bai Lulu took out the photos and watched it again.
"This part can be sent."
This sentence is more effective than any praise.
Bai Lulu looked up.
"real?"
"real."
Chen Man said.
"It can't wash away the bad reviews, but it can cover them up and reshape people's impression of you."
Bai Lulu slowly leaned back into her seat.
She knew Chen Man was right.
Public opinion is not an eraser; it's impossible to wipe away all the past ridicule with just one sample video.
But as long as this segment airs, at least next time someone says "Bai Lulu only knows how to smile foolishly," fans won't have to rely on those beautifully edited photos and comment control messages to defend her.
They can just send the video directly.
Look.
She smiled and silenced the person.
Bai Lulu reached out and opened the sample video again.
This time, she looked at it more carefully.
Upon seeing the ending on her second viewing, she suddenly said:
"If Yang Mixue were sitting across from him, it would be much more difficult for her than for Lin Jiahe."
Chen Man looked at her.
"Scared?"
Bai Lulu smiled.
"A little."
She looked down at herself on the screen.
"But I want to give it a try."
Chen Man picked up her phone and dialed Shen Yan's number.
When the call connected, Shen Yan was still in the editing room.
"Teacher Chen."
Chen Man didn't beat around the bush.
"I've seen the sample footage."
Shen Yan straightened up a little.
"What are your opinions?"
"Lulu can continue."
In the editing room, Zhou Qiming immediately looked at Shen Yan.
Shen Yan didn't turn on speakerphone, but you could tell from his expression that the result was not bad.
Chen Man continued:
"If the formal recording process is consistent with the pilot recording logic, we will coordinate with the schedule. However, the guest list must be communicated in advance, especially regarding Yang Mi Xue."
Shen Yan said:
"What if she's willing to come?"
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.
Chen Man glanced at Bai Lulu.
Bai Lulu reached out and took the phone.
"If she comes, I will definitely come."
Shen Yan smiled when he heard Bai Lulu's voice.
"You sound very competitive, Ms. Lulu."
"Of course, I've always been someone who really wants to win."
After Bai Lulu finished speaking, she returned the phone to Chen Man.
Chen Man answered the phone.
"Also, you can send the sample to Liu An, but send this version first. Don't cut it into a marketing headline."
"clear."
"Shen Yan".
"Um?"
Chen Man's tone was much gentler than when they first met.
"You did a really good job."
This sentence sounds very simple.
But it's not light.
Shen Yan said:
"Thank you for the compliment."
Chen Man smiled.
"I'll continue to ask you for help after that."
After the phone call ended, a slightly more relaxed atmosphere finally emerged in the editing room.
Old Chen stretched.
"Has Bai Lulu made it over?"
Shen Yan nodded.
Zhou Qiming took out the cigarette pack in his hand again, but still didn't light it.
"Should we hand it to Liu An now?"
"Now."
"Are you sure you don't want to revise it again?"
"It's for Yang Mi Xue's team, so it doesn't need to be too fancy."
Shen Yan said.
"They're not here for the spectacle. They want to see if this show can turn celebrities' old labels into something new and interesting."
Zhou Qiming paused for a moment.
"Send it."
Shen Yan regenerated a link.
Recipient: Liu An.
Title:
[Sample footage from the internal recording of "Celebrity Detective" is available for review by General Manager Liu.]
send.
It was nearly 4 a.m.
Shen Yan came out of the editing room, ready to wash her face.
The corridor outside shed number seven was very quiet.
Several prop boxes were placed against the wall, with ID cards, clue bags, and labels that read "He Yuan's Office" scattered in a transparent storage box.
The rest area in the distance still had its lights on.
Shen Yan had just walked to the vending machine when he saw someone coming out from around the corner.
Qiao Anran was wearing a light gray coat, her makeup was not completely removed, and she was holding a phone in her hand, obviously she had just finished recording a program.
Their eyes met, and the corridor fell silent for a second.
Qiao Anran spoke first:
"You haven't left yet?"
Shen Yan glanced at her.
"Um."
He was originally planning to go around it.
Qiao Anran did not move.
She looked at the bloodshot eyes in his eyes, then glanced at the light shining from the editing room.
"I heard the sample photos are out."
Shen Yan stopped in his tracks.
"The news came quickly."
Qiao Anran smiled.
That smile wasn't genuine happiness.
"With a place as small as the Milky Way, what secrets can be kept hidden?"
She held her phone tightly, her voice very soft.
"Has Bai Lulu made it over?"
"Passed."
"Was it also handed over to Yang Mi Xue's studio?"
"Um."
Qiao Anran didn't speak immediately.
She originally thought she would find it funny.
A low-budget studio variety show, a planner who was almost fired after being scolded by his supervisor, and a hastily put together crime-solving audition, actually want to get involved with Yang Mi Xue.
Two weeks ago, she would have thought Shen Yan was dreaming.
But now Bai Lulu has nodded.
Shen Teng also came in.
Yang Mixue's studio accepted the link.
Her words, "She won't gamble with you on a low-cost trial file," were as if they had been gently placed back in front of her.
Qiao Anran glanced down at her phone, then looked up again.
"Shen Yan, you've really gotten bold."
"good."
"Do you know what Bai Lulu is most afraid of right now?"
Shen Yan did not respond.
Qiao Anran continued:
"Her biggest fear is being badly edited on the show. She's already been criticized so much; if you edit her to look like she's forcibly turning things around or being artificially clever, the criticism will only get worse."
Shen Yan said:
"So we showed the sample footage to her team first."
Qiao Anran was momentarily speechless.
She couldn't finish the sentence she had prepared.
Shen Yan then said:
"Chen Man has read it and can accept it."
Qiao Anran's fingertips tightened slightly.
"What about Yang Mixue? Do you want her to be a suspect again?"
"Yes."
"Would she agree?"
"I don't know yet."
Looking at his calm demeanor, Qiao Anran felt even more uncomfortable.
Shen Yan wasn't like this before.
In the past, he would rush to explain whenever she frowned.
He explained that he wasn't just imagining things.
There is a real opportunity to explain the show.
He explained that he just hadn't finished it yet.
He will prove it later.
But now, it seems he has absolutely no intention of proving anything to her.
She said something, and he replied with something.
No explanation.
They didn't try to appease them.
Qiao Anran suddenly felt very annoyed.
"You don't really think that a single test recording will be enough to get Yang Mixue removed from the project, do you?"
Shen Yan looked at her.
"I didn't think so."
"Then why did you hand it over?"
"She doesn't have to come."
"Then what are you after?"
"I want her to see it."
Qiao Anran was taken aback.
Shen Yan spoke in a very flat tone.
"The fact that she's willing to watch it means that this situation has value for her evaluation."
"If she's willing to talk, then let's continue."
"If she's unwilling, at least we know whether this sample version can be delivered to her desk."
Qiao Anran looked at him and suddenly realized she was even more annoyed.
This is not the Shen Yan who used to talk about ideals while being afraid of disappointing her.
He speaks clearly now, with a clear purpose, and even includes failure in his calculations.
She used to complain that he always overthought things and never put them into practice.
Now that he has actually landed, she is a little disoriented.
She whispered:
You've changed.
Shen Yan didn't react much.
People always change.
Qiao Anran frowned.
"You never used to talk to me like this."
Shen Yan glanced at her.
The corridor lights were rather cold, shining on Qiao Anran's face and clearly revealing the emotions in her eyes.
It's not that she simply doesn't think it's a good idea.
She was unhappy.
But Shen Yan really wasn't in the mood to coax anyone.
Strictly speaking, she was the predecessor's ex-girlfriend.
She wasn't his ex-girlfriend.
He could understand her regrets, attempts to please her, explanations, and old emotions, but he didn't need to take them all on.
Moreover, there are still clue sheets for the official case waiting for him in the editing room.
Yang Mi Xue might call back at any time.
He looked at Qiao Anran and said:
"I still have work to do."
Qiao Anran was stunned for a moment.
These four words hurt her more than any explanation.
She was about to say something, but Shen Yan had already taken a bottle of water from the vending machine.
She couldn't help but speak:
"Shen Yan".
Shen Yan stopped.
Qiao Anran looked at him.
"I don't think this show will be successful."
She herself wasn't sure whether she was commenting on the show or just being stubborn when she said those words.
"Whether it's Bai Lulu or Yang Mixue, they're not in your league."
"You're just keeping things fresh and exciting for them right now. When it comes to contracts, editing rights, and platform resources, their team will tighten every single boundary."
"You'll see then that variety shows can't be made to run just by coming up with a clever set of rules."
Shen Yan nodded after listening.
"oh."
Qiao Anran waited a few seconds.
There was no rebuttal.
She became even more angry.
"You mean...?"
"Otherwise what?"
Shen Yan turned on the water tap and took a sip.
"The risks you mentioned all exist."
"I know."
"You knew it, yet you still did it?"
"Or what, should I resign now?"
Qiao Anran was speechless after hearing that.
In the distance, the agent's phone rang.
Qiao Anran glanced down at it but didn't take it.
Shen Yan was already preparing to leave.
"Go home early."
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked towards the restroom.
Qiao Anran stood there, her fingertips pressing on the edge of her phone, feeling a tightness in her chest.
She clearly wanted to remind him.
At least at first, she felt she was reminding him.
But Shen Yan didn't appreciate it.
She didn't even show the hurt or eagerness to prove herself that she used to, just because she said "I don't think it's good."
He really didn't seem to care much about what she thought.
Qiao Anran suddenly felt a surge of inexplicable anger.
She pressed the answer button.
The agent's voice came through the phone.
"Anran, where are you? The car is here."
"immediately."
She hung up the phone and glanced one last time in the direction of the editing room.
The light is still on.
That person will probably go back and continue cutting.
Qiao Anran bit her lip, pulled her coat tighter, and turned to walk towards the elevator.
A thought popped into her mind.
Shen Yan had better not actually make this show happen.
Otherwise, what she just said would have seemed very stupid.
The moment the thought popped into her head, she paused for a moment.
She didn't want him to fail.
But she also didn't want to see him get things done without her judgment at all.
The elevator doors closed.
The corridor fell silent again.
Shen Yan washed his face, and cold water dripped down his chin into the sink.
He looked up at the mirror.
His eyes were bloodshot, and his complexion wasn't good either.
But my mind is very clear.
Qiao Anran's words didn't cause him much of a stir.
It's normal that she doesn't think it's a good idea.
From her perspective, there's really no reason to believe that a low-cost trial project could sway Yang Mi Xue.
only……
Shen Yan wiped his face with a tissue.
That's where the trouble lies with ex-girlfriends.
Even though she was just the ex-girlfriend of the previous incarnation, she always spoke with a hint of "I have more right to judge you than anyone else."
Unfortunately, he doesn't have time to deal with these old issues right now.
Whether she's angry or not optimistic, it won't affect the fact that the sample photos have to be submitted.
Shen Yan threw the paper into the trash can and turned back to the editing room.
……
Yang Mixue's studio staff are indeed still awake.
When Liu An received the link, only he and two propaganda staff members remained in the conference room.
They have just finished a round of public opinion review.
The follow-up marketing for "Long Wind Like a Blade" is still ongoing, but the results are not very good.
Audiences are currently very interested in Yang Mixue's regular interviews, but her team is hesitant to let her go out easily.
Saying too much would sound like explaining.
Saying too little sounds like being perfunctory.
If I don't say anything, people will say I'm guilty.
Liu An clicked on the sample video.
"It's from Xinghe."
The PR director asked:
"Is it that crime-solving reality show?"
"Um."
"The part with Bai Lulu?"
Liu An didn't answer, but pressed play directly.
The 3-minute sample video finished playing quickly.
No one spoke in the meeting room.
The publicity director was the first to speak.
"Bai Lulu's segment... is better than her previous variety show clips."
The other staff member nodded.
"And she wasn't edited into a comedic character."
Liu An pulled the sample video back to the beginning.
He wasn't looking at the case itself.
The case is actually not complicated.
It's obvious at a glance that this is a test version; there's still a lot of room for adjustment in terms of clue density and overall completeness.
But the truly important part has already emerged.
When Bai Lulu was suspected, she wasn't shown to be panicking and acting stupid.
Shen Teng stirred things up, but he didn't steal all the spotlight.
The guests suspected each other, but it didn't seem like pointless arguments, because every question they asked had a clue to back it up.
After reading it a second time, Liu An asked a question:
Who edited this?
The assistant checked it.
"Old Chen from Xinghe has edited several hit slow-paced variety shows."
Liu An nodded.
"That was a pretty ruthless cut."
The PR director asked:
"Should we show it to Mi Xue?"
Liu An looked at the frame featuring Bai Lulu on the screen.
"Give."
Half an hour later.
Yang Mixue opened this sample video in her study at home.
She had removed her makeup, her hair was casually tied up, and she was wearing a gray knitted cardigan.
There was still some unfinished warm water on the table.
She didn't have high expectations before clicking on it.
An internal test recording.
Bai Lulu, Shen Teng, and several replacement guests.
No matter how good it is, it's still just a small matter.
But after 3 minutes, she didn't turn it off immediately.
She rewound the progress bar back to the part where Bai Lulu took out the photo and watched it again.
She only called Liu An after watching it a second time.
Liu An seemed to have been waiting all along.
"Finished watching?"
"I've finished watching it."
"How so?"
Yang Mi leaned back in her chair, her fingers lightly tapping the table.
"I can translate Bai Lulu's part."
Liu An asked:
"Do you think it can be turned over?"
"At least after it airs, people won't just remember her smiling."
Yang Mi paused the sample video on the scene where Bai Lulu was interrogating Zhou Chi.
"Her smiles used to seem like she was waiting for a response from others."
"This time it's like they're waiting for someone else to make a mistake."
Liu An smiled.
"This is exactly what Shen Yan wants."
Yang Mi Xue did not respond.
She opened another file sent by Liu An.
[Producer Yang's Identity Card (Test Version)]
The first line is glaringly obvious.
You were the last person the missing producer saw before his death.
She looked down.
[You and He Yuan had a dispute over control of the program.]
You have a crucial lead, but this lead could make you the prime suspect.
After reading it, Yang Mi Xue chuckled softly.
"Is he really planning to make me a suspect right from the start?"
Liu An said:
"His exact words were, 'You can't pretend to be innocent; you have to sit in a position that matches your popularity.'"
"He really dares to say it."
Are you angry?
Yang Mi Xue thought for a moment.
"No."
This wouldn't work in a regular interview.
After watching Bai Lulu's sample videos, she understood what Shen Yan wanted to do.
He doesn't want to edit celebrities to look bad.
He's taking existing labels and placing them into a scenario where the audience can reinterpret them.
This is what Bai Lulu's smile looks like.
Shen Teng's witty remarks are like this.
What about her?
If those qualities that make her "shrewd," "calculating," and "good at public relations" were placed at a crime scene, would they become something else entirely?
Yang Mixue's finger stopped on the identity card.
"Get Shen Yan a clue."
Liu An was taken aback.
"Now?"
"Now."
"What are you going to do?"
"Give it a try."
Liu An was silent for two seconds, then smiled.
"OK."
Shen Yan had just come out of the editing room when she received Liu An's call.
"Mr. Liu."
"Mi Xue has finished reading it."
Shen Yan stopped in his tracks.
"What did she say?"
"She wants to be tested."
Shen Yan glanced at Zhou Qiming in the editing room.
Zhou Qiming immediately stood up straight and asked with his eyes what was wrong.
Shen Yan pressed down on the phone.
"How do you test it?"
Liu An said:
"She's holding the producer's ID card you gave her. Give her a clue from the scene and see how she uses it."
A smile finally appeared in Shen Yan's eyes.
The fact that Yang Mixue is willing to take the test shows that she has already begun to put herself into this situation.
He returned to his computer and opened the database of clues for the official case.
I didn't choose anything too complicated.
He gave her a clue that was perfect for testing her thinking.
"Clue: There's a lipstick mark from Assistant Bai on the wine glass, but there's a note with '9:27' written on it under the glass. Producer Yang knows that 9:27 is the time He Yuan called her."
Liu An relayed Yang Mixue's original words.
There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.
Yang Mixue looked at the clue and hesitated for almost no time.
"This one can't be released immediately."
Liu An asked:
Why?
"Because the lipstick will first draw the fire to Bai Lulu."
Yang Mi Xue said.
"If I take out the note too early, it's tantamount to admitting that 9:27 is related to me. Let her explain the lipstick first, and when she turns the fire on me, I'll use the note to put pressure on her back."
Liu An's eyes flickered slightly.
He relayed these words to Shen Yan.
Shen Yan smiled after hearing this.
"Teacher Yang is more suitable for this situation than I expected."
Liu An also relayed this sentence.
Yang Mi Xue gave a soft snort.
"Don't flatter me."
On the other end of the phone, Shen Yan heard her voice.
He didn't speak, he just waited.
Yang Mi Xue continued:
"For the official case, make it a bit more difficult for me."
Liu An looked up.
"So you're agreeing?"
Yang Mi did not answer directly.
She simply placed the ID card on the table, her gaze lingering on the words "prime suspect".
"I just wanted to take a look."
"Just how dare he portray me?"
Liu An understood.
He said to Shen Yan on the other end of the phone:
"Producer Shen, Mi Xue's side can proceed with formal recording negotiations."
In the editing room, Zhou Qiming's eyes widened when he heard this.
Old Chen turned his head away from the chair.
Lu Jingran was still there, standing by the door with a complicated expression.
Shen Yan remained calm.
"Thank you, Mr. Liu."
Liu An said:
"Don't thank her too soon. Her willingness to talk doesn't mean she'll definitely be recorded. The contract, guest list, editing boundaries, and platform resources all need to be reconfirmed."
"clear."
"Also, Mi Xue said that formal cases shouldn't be too simple."
Shen Yan smiled.
"it is good."
The phone hangs up.
Zhou Qiming immediately asked:
"What did she say?"
Shen Yan put down her phone.
"She told us to make the formal case a bit more difficult."
Zhou Qiming was stunned.
"Does this mean you agree?"
"Not yet."
Shen Yan said.
"However, she has already started choosing topics."
Zhou Qiming understood.
A true expert will only find the question too easy if they are genuinely considering entering the game.
If she's not interested, she won't care how difficult the case is.
The editing room was silent for a few seconds.
Lu Jingran stood at the door, holding a copy of his publicity plan in his hand.
He was just passing by.
It's also possible that they weren't just passing by.
No one called them out.
He glanced at Shen Yan, then at the title of the sample video on the screen, his expression much more complex than before.
In the meeting room, he advised Shen Yan to take a safer approach first.
Be lighter, be prettier, and keep the topic clear.
The feedback from Yang Mixue's side is now:
Formal cases shouldn't be too simple.
This sentence is like gently placing that cup of afternoon tea aside.
It's not bad.
It's just not that sharp.
Lu Jingran did not speak.
Zhou Qiming ignored him.
He took a deep breath.
"The formal project approval meeting will be tomorrow morning."
Old Chen rubbed his eyes.
"Mr. Zhou, can I take a nap first?"
Zhou Qiming glanced at him.
"You sleep for 2 hours."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou."
"Then come back and edit the final version."
Old Chen's expression froze.
When Shen Yan turned off the computer, the sky was already beginning to turn a grayish-blue.
He looked down at the official guest list on the table.
After Bai Lulu's name, it has been written that she passed the audition.
Shen Teng's case was also confirmed internally.
The column for Yang Mi Xue is still empty.
Shen Yan glanced at this column and chuckled softly.
Finally, things are getting back on track.