Chapter 122 Don’t Laugh If You Don’t Want to Laugh
The next day, Shen Pianpian slept until half past nine.
When she got up, there was nice sunshine outside the window. After washing up, she hurriedly put on her clothes and went out, holding a yogurt in her mouth.
The light blue long coat was blown away by the wind and was closed behind the door.
Wenren Xue peeked out of the room, took a look, and then retracted her head.
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I unexpectedly ran into my boss and Secretary Liu in the staff elevator.
Shen Pianpian was stunned for a moment before walking in.
For some reason, I don't feel like saying hello today.
The fighting spirit and anger in my heart seemed to be blocked when I saw him.
The only person who has the power to order the PR department to hold a press conference at this time is the big boss. He doesn't do what he wants, so he must know all these things.
Isn't he going to the reception as well?
The reporters and crazy fans I saw yesterday came to my mind, and for some reason I felt a little depressed.
Shen Pianxian pulled the corner of his mouth and said,
"Boss, are you going to the reception too?"
Cheng Zhiyuan was looking down at a document and replied calmly,
"I'm out on some business."
Shen Pianpian inexplicably breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, then smiled.
"How's it going? After these two days, boss, you've seen through me, your dining companion, right?"
Cheng Zhiyuan finally glanced at her, then lowered his head again, his voice cold.
"If you don't want to laugh, don't laugh."
The curve of the corners of his mouth gradually solidified, and Shen Pianpian's whole body became stiff.
The elevator was almost there. Cheng Zhiyuan put away the documents with a snapping sound. His voice was still cold and low, but it was reassuring and unquestionable.
"Everything will be worked out."
The door slowly opened, and Shi Yi's still honest face appeared outside. When he saw Cheng Zhiyuan, he immediately raised his hand to salute reflexively, but the next moment he controlled himself and quickly bent down to bow at a standard ninety-degree angle.
“Boss!”
Cheng Zhiyuan just nodded lightly and left the hall with the documents.
Shen Pianpian slowly walked out of the elevator, but suddenly felt something was wrong.
After thinking for a long time, she suddenly turned back.
"Secretary Liu, why don't you follow?"
Secretary Liu, who had been silent as air, finally spoke.
"The task my boss gave me today is to follow Miss Shen throughout the whole process."
Shen Pianpian: “…Ah?”
Secretary Liu stretched out his arms with a look of facial paralysis and pointed the way ahead.
"Let's go, Miss Pianpian."
In front is still the large reception room of the highest standards.
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"Why use this reception room for such a formality? This is clearly an embarrassing incident, isn't it?"
"I don't understand," a fellow reporter shook his head, "but what is certain is that this newcomer is indeed very favored. After all, it's a treatment that no other artist has ever enjoyed."
"What do you mean by favored? After what happened, you still want to be favored? I'm afraid the intention of using this reception room is to let her exit from where she started. After all, her first press conference was here."
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The chaotic conversations of reporters came out from inside.
Shen Pianxian glanced at Secretary Liu on the left, then looked at Shi Yi on the right, and suddenly said,
"Why do I feel like you are prisoners?"
Secretary Liu looked at her and said meaningfully,
"No, this is about protecting the victim."
Shen Pianpian raised an eyebrow and glanced at him, wanting to ask something but suppressing it.
Then her eyes gradually became calm, as if thick layers of ice were constantly reinforcing into a city wall, while outside the wall, the corners of her mouth slowly curled up, forming a very standard and beautiful smile.
After a brief pause, she reached out and pushed the door open.
Cameras that heard the news turned around one after another.
The girl's leisurely walking posture was reflected in the picture, with the light blue hem of her dress rising as she walked. It looked like her eyes, as if filled with sunshine, without a trace of haze, as bright as the sky outside the building.
Some shots paused slightly.
It was as if at this glance, they suddenly felt a slight hesitation.
Is a girl with such a bright smile really the kind of person that netizens are scolding?
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