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At 09:30 in the morning, in the Xingyi meeting room.The company's top executives have been waiting for half an hour, but the president is still nowhere to be seen.

"What's wrong with Mr. Cheng today? Why aren't you here yet?" Jiang Shengqiang, director of public relations, sat in his seat in a neat suit, and turned his head to look at the manager of the finance department sitting beside him.

"That's right, I've been in the company for three years." Manager Li from the finance department took over the conversation and echoed, "This is the first time I've encountered such a situation. Isn't Mr. Cheng sick?"

"I'm sorry, everyone." Zhao Qianqian explained politely while handing the senior executives a cup of hot coffee, "Mr. Cheng was a little late last night for socializing and drank a lot of wine, so he got up late in the morning. "

Tang Chumeng sat quietly in his seat, looking down at the documents that will be used for the meeting later.

Yesterday was Cheng Yihua's birthday, but Tang Chumeng happened to be on a business trip abroad.Originally, he planned to finish the work at hand as soon as possible and return to China, but there was a temporary problem with Party A.

"Mr. Cheng has to pay attention to your body and don't get tired." Manager Li took the coffee from Secretary Zhao with both hands, showing concern.

"Thank you, Manager Li. I will convey your concern to Mr. Cheng." Zhao Qianqian smiled back at Manager Li and withdrew her hands.

Cheng Yihua treats his subordinates well in normal times, and his salary has always been higher than that of other entertainment companies. He always greets him with a smile and never puts on airs of the president, so the relationship with his subordinates is very harmonious.

While everyone was talking, there was a sudden sound of high-heeled shoes getting closer and closer to the door, which attracted everyone's attention to the door.

"Sorry everyone, I'm late." After the footsteps stopped, Cheng Yihua in a small light gray suit appeared at the door of the conference room with an official smile on his lips.

"Yi...Mr. Cheng." Tang Chumeng was the first to stand up and greeted Cheng Yihua, "Good morning."

"Director Tang, good morning." Cheng Yihua's eyes fell on Tang Chumeng naturally, and he smiled slightly.

"Morning, Mr. Cheng!" Upon seeing this, the senior executives got up one after another and greeted Cheng Yihua.

"Morning, everyone sit down, don't stand."

Cheng Yihua greeted everyone and walked towards his place.He casually took the documents in Secretary Zhao's hand and flipped through them a few times.

"The main content of today's meeting is to discuss with you about the casting of new dramas." Cheng Yihua sat in his seat, closed the document, crossed his hands and fingers between his nose, and looked up at the crowd top guys.

"In the previous meetings, we only decided on the male and female protagonists. But after I studied the script carefully, I found that the male lead in the play is a very likable character, so the casting of the male lead is also very important." Cheng Yihua said, and set his eyes on Tang Chumeng, "Director Tang, you are most familiar with artists, do you have any suitable candidates?"

"The male second in the play is a typical warm-hearted man." Tang Chumeng was named, and answered naturally, "So in terms of appearance, we must first consider this. The company currently has three candidates for the male second in the play. indivual......"

The meeting lasted for nearly an hour, but the role of the second male lead was still not settled, and the senior management disagreed.Each of the three candidates has advantages and disadvantages.In desperation, the issue of casting the second male lead can only be put on hold for now.

"Today's meeting will end here first, everyone has worked hard." Cheng Yihua stood up as he spoke, and smiled generously at the senior management, "The meeting is adjourned."

After leaving the meeting room, as soon as Cheng Yihua walked to the door of his office, Secretary Zhao behind him answered a call.

Cheng Yihua stopped and looked sideways at Secretary Zhao who retreated to the corner of the corridor to answer the phone.He glanced down at the watch on his wrist, and the corner of his lips curled up.

Sitting quietly behind the desk, Cheng Yihua rarely had the leisure to flip through the financial magazine, but his mind was not on the magazine.

"Mr. Cheng." Zhao Qianqian hung up the phone, hurried to the door of the CEO's office, and knocked on the office door.

"Come in." Cheng Yihua put down the magazine in his hand, picked up the coffee beside him, frowned, and put down the coffee cup again.

"Boss Cheng is not well!" Zhao Qianqian strode up to the president, her face turned pale, "I don't know who exposed the photos of you and Miss Guan to the media."

"Now..." Zhao Qianqian lowered her head, not daring to look into the CEO's eyes, and added in a low voice, "It's already become the number one search."

"Secretary Zhao." Cheng Yihua put his arms around his chest, leaned back on the boss's chair, and raised his eyelids slightly to look at Secretary Zhao in front of him.

"Yes, President!" Zhao Qianqian was burning with anxiety, looking at Cheng Yihua with an anxious expression, waiting for the president's instructions.

"Brew me a glass of honey water, thank you." Cheng Yi drew a calm look, slightly raised the corners of his mouth.

"Huh?" Zhao Qianqian was a little stunned. At this juncture, the CEO actually asked herself to drink honey water?

"What's wrong?" Cheng Yihua looked at Secretary Zhao with a smile on his lips, and asked back.

"No...it's nothing." Zhao Qianqian quickly shook her head and said, "Mr. Cheng, wait a moment, I'll make honey water for you right now."

"Oh, that's right." Cheng Yihua thought for a while, and stopped Secretary Zhao.

"Mr. Cheng, what do you think?" Zhao Qianqian turned around and looked at the president expectantly.

"Call me the Minister of Public Relations." Cheng Yihua took out a pen from the pen holder, lifted the cap of the pen, signed his name on a document, and raised his hand to hand the document to Secretary Zhao , "Also, send this to Director Tang."

"Yes, Mr. Cheng." Zhao Qianqian stepped forward, took the document with both hands and held it in her arms.

Every Monday morning and every Wednesday afternoon, Fang Jiarou's tutor's classes are full.

As an art student, Fang Jiarou didn't go to school after the last semester of senior year.Except for some important exams, he stays in the training school on weekdays.As for the culture class, the Fang family specially hired high-achieving students from S University to make up lessons for their children.

In the study room, Fang Jiarou was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows wearing a pink lace nightgown, her long straight hair was hanging down, her eyes were full of depths that shouldn't belong to her age, and she kept staring at the fountain outside the window.

"Miss, let's eat breakfast first." The nanny stood at the door of the study with a steaming breakfast, and knocked on the door.

"Let's put it there, I'll know what to eat later." Fang Jiarou didn't turn her head, her eyes still fell outside the window, and said something indifferently.

"Miss, remember to eat it while it's hot." The nanny put the tray of breakfast on the desk, and before leaving the study, she asked again worriedly.

"Aunt Qin, you are really old, and you talk too much." Fang Jiarou still didn't turn around, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

The nanny didn't dare to make a sound, knowing that her young lady had a bad temper and seemed impatient with everyone.But what the nanny couldn't figure out was why the miss was so patient with the little tutor girl, and she even cared very much.

Fang Jiarou stood in front of the window for another 5 minutes, and finally Guan Ruan's beautiful figure appeared in his vision.The gloomy expression on his face dissipated instantly, as fast as turning the pages of a book.

Turning around, he hurriedly walked towards the desk, and sat down on the chair.Quickly reached out and picked up the glass filled with colostrum.One raised his head, "gudong gudong" drank several mouthfuls of colostrum, took a big bite of the sandwich on the plate, and chewed it whole.

Guan Ruan made a special trip back to the school to pick up the books and materials needed for tutoring. The morning rush hour in City C is notorious for traffic jams. Every time he went there, he arrived 10 minutes late.

Guan Ruan hurried to the living room, the door of the living room was wide open as usual.

"Aunt Qin, good morning." Guan Ruan said hello to the nanny on the balcony while lowering his head while changing his shoes.

The nanny was watering the flowers on the balcony, followed the sound and looked towards the door with a joyful smile on her face.

"Miss Guan is here!" The nanny put down the watering can in her hand, walked straight to the kitchen, and brought a cup of steaming colostrum.

"Come on, Miss Guan, drink this glass of colostrum." The nanny stood in front of Guan Ruan, and handed over a glass half full of colostrum with both hands.

"No, thank you, Aunt Qin, I've already had breakfast." Guan Ruan waved his hand at the nanny with a smile on his lips.

"You're welcome, this stuff fills your brains, and your studies will waste your brains."

"Then...thank you, Aunt Qin." Seeing the nanny's enthusiastic appearance, Guan Ruan couldn't refuse anymore, so he had to take the glass with both hands.

Fang Jiarou in the study room listened to the movement in the living room, put the leftover breakfast together with the tray on another square table in the corner, and then returned to the desk and sat down.

There was a sound of footsteps at the door, and Fang Jia looked at the door submissively.

"I'm sorry, Xiaorou, I'm late again this time." Guan Ruan in a light green dress appeared at the door of the study, apologizing to Fang Jiarou.

"Sister Guan Ruan, are you busy with your studies recently?" Fang Jiarou sat on the chair, resting her chin on her hands and looking at Guan Ruan who was walking towards her step by step.

"Fortunately, it's not too busy." Guan Ruan entered the study while talking.

"Is that a relationship?"

"No, you have asked me before." Guan Ruan took out a stack of review materials from his backpack and put them on the desk, pulled out the chair and sat down, "Xiaorou, you only have one goal now, and that is to take the exam. Go to a good university."

"So, don't fall in love early, understand?"

Guan Ruan found that something was not right with Fang Jiarou recently, and he guessed that she had a tendency to fall in love early, although she had warned her a little bit before.

"I'm eighteen, I'm an adult, not a puppy love."

"Xiao Rou, if you fall in love now, it will affect your studies." Guan Ruan found a geography atlas among the review materials, and said earnestly.

"Then..." Fang Jiarou suddenly moved closer to Guan Ruan, her big dark eyes blinked, and her thick eyelashes fluttered, "What if you are dating Sister Guan Ruan?"

"My sister helps me with my homework every day, so it won't affect my studies."

"..." Guan Ruan's pupils like ink suddenly dilated, and the map book in his hand fell to the ground with a "boom".

The atmosphere became a little awkward, and neither of them made a sound.

Guan Ruan hurriedly bent down to pick up the atlas, slightly frowned, thinking about how to deal with this tentative confession.

"Haha, I was joking, I scared you." Seeing that the situation was wrong, Fang Jiarou suddenly chuckled, and turned sideways to get the pen in the pen holder.The moment he turned his head, there was a hint of disappointment in his eyes.

"Xiao Rou, this joke is not funny at all, besides, I am straight." Guan Ruan put the atlas back on the table, and looked at Fang Jiarou with a smile on his lips.

The smile was as cold and polite as ever, making it hard to guess what was going on.

"Okay, take out your notebook." Guan Ruan put on a stern look that a tutor should have, and lowered his head to open the atlas. "Today, let's review the knowledge about the world's climate distribution."

"Oh." Fang Jia softly responded, and obediently found a geography notebook from a pile of books.

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