"Well, okay, as long as you are happy."
Fang Xiaole had no choice but to follow him.
"Where's Zhang Zhiqin?"
Everyone in the program team was present, and the first preparatory meeting for the new program was about to begin. Fang Xiaole looked around but didn't see Zhang Zhiqin.
"I came here this morning and seem to have been messaging someone."
As Luo Hui was speaking, he saw Zhang Zhiqin walk into the office with a cell phone in hand.
"Xiao Zhang, the meeting is about to start."
Luo Hui hurried over to remind him.
"Huh? Oh, okay."
Zhang Zhiqin then raised her head, and her two panda eyes scared Luo Hui.
"Shit, are you okay?"
"It's okay, Director Luo, I'm in good spirits, hehe!"
Zhang Zhiqin chuckled, completely dispelling the lethargy she had when she came in the morning. Apart from a pair of dark circles under her eyes, she looked radiant.
"Okay, let's get started."
As all the members of the program team sat down, Fang Xiaole announced the start of the first preparatory meeting of the "My Daughter" program team.
Bang bang bang!
Zhang Zhiqin was the first to applaud. The others looked at him in astonishment and then followed suit.
Fang Xiaole made a downward gesture helplessly, and when the applause stopped, he began to talk about the preparations for the program.
Zhang Zhiqin listened attentively with a smile on her face, clapping her hands from time to time, and looked very excited.
At this time, his mobile phone was on the table and the screen was stuck on the text message interface.
"I'm sorry, I'm an idiot, please forgive me."
"I'm sorry, I'm stupid..."
In the chat history with Mo Yan, text messages with the same content were densely packed.
There was also a message inserted in the middle: "Good morning."
Then came another apology text message.
And just five minutes ago, Mo Yan finally replied:
"I added you back on WeChat."
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