In the Ling family villa in Fujin Park.
A silver-gray sports car was parked in the courtyard. It was obvious that it had just stopped not long ago. It left fresh car tracks in the courtyard after the rain.
Inside the house.
A pair of well-defined hands opened the drawer at the entrance and put a bunch of keys into the pocket of his coat. Then, he walked up to the second floor.
After that, the door of a secondary bedroom on the second floor facing the sun opened. The tall figure stopped at the door for a while before pulling the door and locking it.
With a click, it was as if a long memory had been turned off.
After walking around, his hands were covered in dust. He washed his face in the bathroom on the second floor and looked at himself in the mirror. He turned around and looked at the toilet behind him. He suddenly recalled the first time he spent the night in this house after Ye Huanyan entered this house.
Although the house was big, there was no bathroom in his and Ye Huanyan's rooms. There was a bathroom in the middle of the two bedrooms in the corner. It was the closest bathroom between the two rooms. It was raining that day. After discussing company matters with Ling Dongming, Jiang Meilan asked him to stay here.
At that time, Ye Huanyan had to go to cram school because of the final exam and came back late. After going upstairs to unpack her school bag, she opened the bathroom door and their eyes met.
Ling Han sat on the toilet with a stiff expression.
Ordinary girls would either run away or cover their faces and scream. Only Ye Huanyan was not an ordinary person. She actually entered the bathroom openly and took the facial cleanser on the shelf. Her tone was very stiff.
"I … I'll take something. You continue."
The moment the door closed, Ling Han could not help but laugh.
In order to hide the awkwardness in her heart, she could actually brace herself and pretend to be calm to such an extent. Just as Ling Dongming usually mentioned, she was a talent and would definitely have a bright future.
Now that he was sitting on the toilet lid and looking up at the bathroom door, it was as if the scene from back then had appeared again. In order not to worsen the situation, the girl who clearly had an awkward expression put on a smile that was even uglier than crying. Then, she walked past him and pretended to be calm as she took the facial cleanser from the shelf.
At that time, he was only a young man in his early twenties. Other than feeling awkward, he actually found it interesting.
He wanted to keep Ye Huanyan by his side.
Even if she had to use this method, even if she was covered in bruises, even if she regretted it in the future, she would just leave it as it was.
The pain in his heart was no less than hers. Every time he admitted that he loved her, his biological mother's face would appear in his nightmares at night, full of resentment and pain.
…
A week later, the group trip to Bali ended, and everyone in the company returned.
After that, it was time to prepare for the company's annual meeting. Every department was busy with the year-end summary, so the preparation for the annual meeting fell on the multi-talented Secretary Ye.
Using the excuse of preparing for the annual meeting, she devoted herself to work. Probably for the sake of the company, Ling Han did not find trouble with her again. Every day, they did things according to the rules, went to work according to the rules, and slept according to the rules. It could be said that they respected each other.
On the second day after the trip to Bali, Sheng Enran appeared in the Pleasure Group in a dignified and elegant dress, which made many people stunned.
The movie queen Sheng, who had always been known for her beauty, was still stunning when she dressed up as a lady.
Because Ling Han was in a meeting, Ye Huanyan sincerely suggested that Sheng Anran should not come to the company before the end of the year. Maybe it was because she wanted to show her strength.
The lounge of the president's office became the scene of Sheng Enran's compliment.
Ye Huanyan angrily put down the pastries and tea and sternly warned the group of flattering colleagues at the scene.
"You don't want to do it, do you? If President Ling comes out after the meeting and sees you so lazy, I won't plead for you. "
A group of people looked embarrassed. When they were about to leave, they heard Sheng Enran speak calmly.
"It's OK. I'll tell Han then. No matter how busy the company is, we have to strike a balance between work and rest, don't we?"
Ye Huanyan frowned.
"Miss Sheng, this is the company, not your personal studio. If you disturb the order here, I'm afraid President Ling is not so easy to talk to."
"Really?" Sheng Enran's eyes were full of contempt, but there was a trace of regret in her tone.
"I also want to talk to you about the decoration of the house. I really don't know how to decorate an old house to make it comfortable to live in."
"Decoration?" Xiao Dong of the assistant group was the first to smell a trace of unusual smell. "Miss Sheng, did you buy a house?"
"No, it's just that President Ling gave me the house where his parents used to live. I thought that no one had lived in it for so long, so I wanted to renovate it."
This sweet voice sounded quite proud, as if she had the confidence to have the title of Mrs. Ling in her pocket.
When everyone heard that the old president had rented a house, they were all shocked. It was too late to flatter and envy. How could they care about Ye Huanyan's warning?
"Live in the old president's house? Isn't that a place where only the Ling family can live? "
"Miss Sheng, ah no, I'm afraid I'll call you Mrs. Ling in the future!"
Ye Huanyan's face suddenly turned pale, and his fingers holding the tray couldn't help trembling.
This scene fell into the eyes of Sheng Enran. She raised her red lips and smiled quite proudly. With a smile at the corner of her mouth, she picked up the tea, took a sip, and exhaled comfortably.
"It's not a thing yet. I need you to give me some suggestions about the renovation."
Ye Huanyan held the tray tightly and escaped from the lounge. He gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the opposite conference room.
The conference room of the president's office was not big. It was basically open only when the company's top management met. Ling Han called the company's top management to discuss the annual plan of the next year. The meeting had been going on for three hours, and they didn't know anything that happened outside.
At the meeting, the plan put forward by the Artist Brokerage Department included poaching some well-known artists to the company. Although the cost of signing a contract was too high, it was much less risky than such uncertain training of newcomers.
"President Ling, I personally think that the proposal put forward by Manager Wang is reasonable. This year, we have invested in newcomers seriously exceeding the budget. In addition to the problems of the subsidiary in Shanghai, the newcomers can hardly rise, and the profit for the company is almost negligible. We don't know when we can recover the cost of such training, so we should make some stable changes."
Ling Han furrowed his brows. The management members of the management department who had made the suggestion were all people who had fought alongside Ling Dongming in the past. Not only were their thoughts old-fashioned, they were also very stubborn. Just the matter of signing a new artist or a popular one had already been discussed countless times in meetings, big and small, but they were all rejected by him. This bunch of elders were already somewhat dissatisfied.
And the problem of the training of newcomers on the live broadcast platform in Shanghai had become their topic of gossip. Now they were holding on to it.
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