An Wen's itinerary was kept secret, and she came out of the passage in a low-key manner and got into the nanny car she had been waiting for for a long time.
An Wen wrapped herself in a padded jacket, looking at the "knowledge points" on her phone, her heart beating violently.
What came next made her more nervous than going to an audition.
"Wenwen, why are you wearing a big padded jacket on the outside and suspenders on the inside?" Jiang Shiyu asked suddenly.
"You don't understand." An Wen cast a wink at her and said mysteriously.
Asking the driver to drive to Chu's, An Wen specially instructed: "Drive slowly."
Take out the lipstick and eyebrow pencil from the bag, and start to melt in the mirror.
Both Jiang Shiyu and Song Jia were surprised, and said, "Where are you going?"
"You don't need to worry about this." An Wen continued to draw her eyebrows in the mirror.
When he got downstairs to the group, An Wen called Special Assistant Yin.
"Special Assistant Yin, can you come down and pick me up? Don't tell him." An Wen said.
"Miss An, the president is in a meeting. I can't leave. How about I ask someone to bring you up?" Special Assistant Yin said in a low voice.
"Yes, thank you." An Wen said happily.
Special Assistant Yin thought for a while, fearing that An Wen's identity would be known, he said, "Forget it, Miss An, I'll come down."
Ask Secretary Xiao to help go up, and Yin Te helps go downstairs to pick up An Wen.
On the first floor, at a glance, the one who wrapped herself up the most was definitely An Wen.
According to this standard, Special Assistant Yin walked up to An Wen and said politely, "Miss An, this way."
An Wen's eyes showed surprise, and she asked, "Special Assistant Yin, how did you recognize me?"
Special Assistant Yin didn't answer.
When it comes to winter, your outfit is like a mudslide among female stars. You have been on so many hot searches, so it is not difficult to know.
Going up the exclusive elevator, Special Assistant Yin sent An Wen directly to Chu Qichen's office.
Among the employees of the group, news of a mysterious woman spread to all groups.
[Special assistant Yin came to pick him up in person, he must be a distinguished guest]
[Do you look good? Are you in good shape?]
[It's tightly packed, you can't see your face or figure, the only thing that is certain is that she is a woman]
[Is it the CEO's mother? I heard that it is very well maintained.]
[I hope it's the president's mother. If it's a famous lady and fiancee, our Special Assistant Yin will be too miserable.]
An Wen sat on the sofa in the office, checking Weibo while waiting. An hour passed, and Chu Qichen still hadn't come back.
An Wen couldn't hold back, put on a mask and left the office.
Special assistant Yin saw her coming out and took An Wen back to the office in a panic.
"How much longer?" An Wen sat on the sofa and asked boredly.
Special Assistant Yin thought about the tragedy in the meeting room, shook his head and said, "Miss An, I don't know."
Chu Qichen was in a bad mood today, and the meeting room was like a execution ground.
"Miss An, why don't I tell the president that you're here." Yin Tezhuo said.
Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and there are already several people crying inside.
"Don't tell him." An Wen shook her head, her peach blossom eyes curved into crescent moons.
I smiled and thought: I won’t be surprised if I say it.
"In this case, Miss An, please wait patiently."
This meeting will not end in a short time.
An Wen played two games boringly, but Chu Qichen still didn't come back. She stood up and stretched her waist to look around.
There was a row of unmarked books on the bookshelf, and she picked one out at random, and it turned out to be a magazine she had been on the cover of.
Look carefully, from left to right, the last magazines since her debut are arranged in chronological order.
He even collected all her magazines.