I don't know why, but when Jiang Qiuqiu had nothing to do with Mo Si, Mo Chengyu could fantasize about the CP of the two of them.
But after it seemed to be a little bit, her heart sank again.
This is not a public relationship.
The brother concealed his identity.
Although Qiuqiu is gentle, she is a decisive person, and she doesn't like others to lie to her.
All kinds of misplaced identities... It's all messed up.
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After Mo Chengyu talked with Jiang Qiuqiu for a while, there was a message from the company.
Mingmei would ask Jiang Qiuqiu at a fixed point every day if he was awake, and there was no news for two days in a row, but finally there was news.
She immediately sent a text message, and Mo Chengyu saw that Jiang Qiuqiu had a job, so he got up and went outside.
It just so happened that she wanted to talk to Mrs. Al about something.
"Qiuqiu! You're finally awake!"
Mingmei breathed a sigh of relief, "How is it now? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine." Jiang Qiuqiu first expressed his gratitude to Mingmei and President Xiaoqian, "I saw the fruit basket you brought over, thank you for coming to see me, and calling an ambulance."
"It's all small things, as long as you are fine."
"You're alright. By the way, sister Mingmei, how's the situation in the live broadcast room?" Jiang Qiuqiu only remembered that he collapsed right before the live broadcast, which probably caused quite a commotion.
When mentioning the live broadcast, Mingmei remembered one thing.
"By the way, Qiuqiu..."
"What's wrong?"
"There are big disturbances, but it's not only the disturbance of you fainting, but also—" Mingmei talked about the problem of changing the angle of the camera.
"Oh, so I'm exposed?"
"Yes, now your GIFs are circulating everywhere in the circle." Mingmei thought that Jiang Qiuqiu would be more irritable, but unexpectedly: "You are calmer than I imagined."
"There is nothing you can do if you are not calm. Things have happened, so you can only accept it." Jiang Qiuqiu raised his forehead, "It seems that we really shouldn't be brave." That day, the live broadcast was a day, and there would be so many things if there was a delay.
"It's also my fault for urging too quickly." Mingmei knew that Jiang Qiuqiu was not feeling well and insisted on finishing the live broadcast, and blamed herself for a long time, "If you feel unwell next time, you can directly tell me."
"Planning and pushing is actually relatively flexible. If there is an emergency, we can also find a few branches with good relationships to temporarily switch." At most, a little waste of resources.
"Well, I know, not next time."
After that, Mingmei talked about the current situation in the live broadcast room.
"Wan Xing led the operation team to take over the live broadcast room, and they will communicate with fans every day to tell you about your situation."
"But you haven't woken up for the past two days, fans have been asking—"
"People from the customer service department call every day to ask when you will recover."
"A group of student fans also came to the branch yesterday to ask about you."
Fortunately, although everyone is in a hurry, it is considered orderly. Recently, it's not just her who is busy, Xiaoqian is always busy too.
In the second-generation circle, there are also a lot of newsletters to ask about Jiang Qiuqiu, especially the eldest lady of the Dais family, who sends 5 newsletters a day to ask questions. Morning, afternoon and evening with afternoon tea and supper.
"Since you're awake, if it's convenient, you can start a small live broadcast."
"Just tell everyone about your situation."
"Okay, I'll drive at night."
"After driving, you can take care of your illness." Mingmei still doesn't know that Jiang Qiuqiu was ambushed, and thinks that she is too tired and sick. "Don't worry too much, the fan side will make adjustments, take care of yourself."
"Know it."
Jiang Qiuqiu found that although he came to this era alone, he seemed to be no longer alone.