Xia Wan'er randomly picked a photo of the original owner and Si Min, posted a microblog and captioned: "Some things don't need to be said, because they are tacitly understood. To my bestie [love]."
"Is it feasible?" She then yawned lightly and looked at Si Min with sleepy eyes.
Having obtained a satisfactory result, Si Min also knew that it was already late at night and it would be inappropriate to disturb them any further, so he quickly got up and said goodbye.
Xia Wan'er walked to the door considerately and quickly to help her open it.
"By the way, wait a moment." Seeing Si Min step out of the door, Xia Wan'er remembered that there was something more important.
Simin turned around in panic, looked at her cautiously, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"We haven't talked about your little spy yet." Xia Wan'er leaned against the door frame and said calmly.
Because the original owner had a bad reputation, no artist in the company was willing to get too close to her, so she was the only one living on this floor. When it came to talking, she had no scruples.
Si Min was relieved. She thought Xia Wan'er was going to regret it. When she found out it was Pingguo's fault, she smiled and said, "I'll replace it for you tomorrow. You can choose the new one yourself, okay?"
Xia Wan'er smiled faintly: "Replacement is inevitable. As for the newcomer, I have a candidate myself, but I don't plan to go through the company, so just treat it as my own. I'll send you her information tomorrow, please take the trouble to arrange it."
Simin nodded in surprise and promised, "Don't worry."
After seeing Si Min off, Xia Wan'er turned off the lights and lay down on the bed.
The little kid next to her meowed twice, found a suitable position beside her, lay down, and snored comfortably.
Xia Wan'er stared at the white ceiling. Qiao Mingye's face flashed through her mind, and all her sleepiness disappeared.
Finally, I had no choice but to sit up, put the pillow behind my waist, take out my phone, and start looking at tomorrow's schedule and script.
Qiao Mingye has a private plane and has arranged to depart at 11 a.m.
As Qiao Mingye's special assistant, Nanfeng was upset but happily played games all night long. He cursed when he lost and didn't fall asleep until dawn.
Before closing his eyes, he remembered setting an alarm, thinking that he would get up at ten o'clock, have a delicious breakfast, and then go to Qiao Mingye's private plane to catch up on some sleep. After a good night's sleep, he would let Nanyu, that idiot, challenge and fight back in front of him all those opponents who had beaten him to his knees and begged for mercy last night.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his head touched the pillow, there was a loud knock on the door.
"Brother Feng, wake up!"
Nanyu is a stubborn person and he won't give up until he is woken up.
Seeing that he didn't react, he kicked the door open and forcibly dug him out of the bed.
"What's wrong?" Nanfeng had a terrible headache. He sat up with dark circles under his eyes. He looked at him weakly, lowered his head and bumped it against Nanyu's abdominal muscles. He asked with his eyes closed.
Nan Yu supported his arm to prevent him from falling, and said, "The boss has told us to gather downstairs in ten minutes."
"What? What are you going to do so early?" Nanfeng opened his eyes immediately.
Nan Yu shook his head, his face full of confusion: "The boss didn't say it, but it seems very important. I saw that the boss was wearing formal clothes."
Upon hearing this, Nanfeng did not delay any longer and quickly got up and washed.
By the time he was done, Qiao Mingye was already sitting in the car.
He took a quick look and, as expected, Qiao Mingye was wearing formal clothes today, and the car seemed to still have the scent of the men's perfume that his boss endorsed last time. The scent was very light, with a hint of mint.
My boss doesn't usually wear perfume. Even this limited edition perfume was only kept because he was the spokesperson. Why do I feel like a little boy going on a date today
As soon as Nanfeng got in the car with the gossip in his mind, Nanyu started the car and drove straight to the destination.
(End of this chapter)