The wife of the paranoid president is a boss

At this time, Song Yeshan certainly didn't know that Xiao Chuchu had evidence.

She is still worrying about the exhibited works.

There are less than three hours left before the submission deadline.

Song Yeshan still hasn't chosen a satisfactory work.

Her boss, Pei Shiyan, asked her the day before yesterday if she had submitted a manuscript, but she dared to answer no.

In the past few days, besides helping Pei Shiyan find Xiao Chuchu, she also took the time to take hundreds of photos in various styles, but none of them could be shown in the exhibition.

Fortunately, Xiao Chuchu found it, and her father asked her aunt about Song Yang's address.

After she told Pei Shiyan, she didn't pay much attention to the situation there.

Naturally, she didn't bother to pay attention.

Song Yeshan looked at the pictures on the computer that she had chosen to be more satisfactory, as well as a picture taken by Xiao Chuchu.

The few pictures she took were put together, but they were not as eye-catching as Xiao Chuchu's.

I just don't know why, these few pictures she took are all similar in style to Xiao Chuchu's, but it seems that there is a little soulful artistic conception missing.

Song Yeshan was distraught, last time she imitated Xiao Chuchu's work and took a photo, barely winning the third prize in a national youth photography exhibition.

If you use the imitated works to participate in this exhibition, you should be able to win the group awards.

But in the end, 6 people had to be selected from the group awards to participate in the Royal Photography Contest of Country Y.

She definitely won't be chosen.

But if you use the original picture to submit, the chance of being selected will be much higher.

Song Yeshan was entangled, hesitating between her works and Xiao Chuchu's works.

Since she won the third prize last time, she has been consciously taking the original pictures as her own, thinking that she took them.

This time she...

Song Yeshan opened the submission mailbox, uploaded the work, and almost clicked to send the email.

She weighed it left and right, she couldn't lose this opportunity, if she could be selected to participate in the Royal Photography Contest in Country Y.

Xiao Chuchu can no longer compare to her.

Song Yeshan clenched her hands, frowned, tapped the keyboard, and sent out the submission email.

After the submission deadline today, the group winners will be announced in about a day, and the people who will participate in the Royal Photography Contest of Country Y will be confirmed in a few days.

After Song Yeshan submitted her work, her nervous heart gradually calmed down.

Now she is waiting for the result.

The day passed quickly.

The list of category awards has also come out, and she won No.1 in the documentary category.

Seeing the list, Pei Shiyan smiled with satisfaction.

That's the only good news I've gotten these days.

"That's right, it's time to prepare for the Royal Photography Contest of Country Y."

Song Yeshan was overjoyed, but still kept reserved, "Sister Shiyan, right now I'm only winning the category award, and those who go to country y to participate will have to be judged again."

Pei Shiyan took out a bottle of red wine and two wine glasses, poured the wine and handed it to her, "I've looked at the work you submitted, and it's not bad. If there are no accidents, it should be selected."

When mentioning this work, Song Yeshan's expression became complicated, but she was able to pretend so that Pei Shiyan couldn't see it.

But she won't pay attention, because she feels preoccupied.

Song Yeshan guessed that it might be because of Xiao Chuchu.

She pursed her lips and asked, "Sister Shiyan, have you caught Xiao Chuchu?"

When Pei Shiyan heard the name 'Xiao Chuchu', her expression became gloomy.

"No."

Two days ago, after receiving the news from Song Yeshan, Pei Shiyan sent people around Song Yang's house.

I found that Li Zijie's people were all around, and I couldn't get close at all.

Afraid of being discovered, she asked her subordinates to come back.

"Then... what do you think I can do for you?"

Pei Shiyan drank the wine in the glass, "Not for now."