Chapter 1835 Getting used to your appearance
"Does your hand still hurt?"
Shen Pianpian turned over, hugged the quilt and asked drowsily into the receiver.
"It doesn't hurt anymore,"
The man's voice was low, with a faint smile.
"But you, aren't you going to get up yet?"
"I'll be up soon,"
Miss Chen sniffed, her narrowed peach blossom eyes reflecting the sunlight in the room, and she said in a rustling voice,
"We drank some wine last night, so I guess no one was able to get up early."
"Headache?"
“Hmm…”
Shen Pianxian stretched out her hand from under the quilt and pressed her head.
"It doesn't seem to hurt."
"That's good. I'll go get something to sober you up later."
"I know. Where are you now? Why is there no sound nearby?"
"Conference room."
The man's answer was very calm, but Miss Shen was a little confused.
"What are you doing in the conference room?"
"Meeting."
Shen Pianpian: ...
So why did you call me during the meeting? Can't you call me after the meeting?
"No reason, I just wanted to hear your voice."
It was not until Cheng Zhiyuan's voice came that Shen Pianpian realized that she had already said what she was thinking.
Although she didn't actually see the man calling her during the meeting, she couldn't help but blush slightly when she heard these words, and her voice unconsciously lowered a little.
"Alright, alright, hang up now. I'll call you back after I finish work today."
"Take good care of yourself. Don't get hurt or sick. Okay?"
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The girl replied, "I see," and the man on the other end hung up the phone with a cold expression. Then he looked up, and the leaders in suits and ties in the large conference room met her cold, indifferent eyes and couldn't help but lower their heads. The tall man sitting at the top of the table flipped through the folder that the secretary had just handed him, and tapped the table lightly with his slender index finger.
"continue."
This voice was just like the look in his eyes when he looked up just now, with a kind of nonchalant yet omnipresent coolness, high and mighty and untouchable. He was completely opposite to the man who had just said on the phone that he wanted to hear your voice.
The female employees below couldn't help but look at each other, and then they saw similar envy in each other's eyes.
While everyone was lowering their heads, a female manager was quietly hiding the camera of her mobile phone, which was pointed at the main seat, into a folder.
The meeting that was interrupted by a phone call resumed, and on the other side, after a week, Shen Pianpian finally started preparing for work again.
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It was windy today, so when Shen Pianpian changed into a white dress and came out of the dressing room, many people were stunned for a second by the rustling of her sleeves.
Shen Pianxian adjusted her skirt and looked up, meeting everyone's stunned gazes. She raised her eyebrows in surprise.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
As she spoke, she reached out and scratched her hair. Her long, dark hair fluttered behind her head and then fell on her shoulders, forming a strong contrast with her white clothes. In addition, the girl's delicate eyebrows and eyes were reflected by the skylight, and in the eyes of everyone, it gave the illusion that the dazzling hair was almost burning their vision.
"Nothing is wrong,"
Director Ouyang tapped his palm with the rolled-up script and smiled at her from a distance.
"Everyone has already gotten used to your ancient costume, and now after not seeing it for a week, they have to start getting used to your looks all over again. Please understand."
Shen Pianpian: ...
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