"Dad, I'm not in the mood. I want to focus on my career now." Wen Mingyuan promised and secretly decided to go to the blind date place sometime. After a false cry, Wen Yiren returned to the room in the eyes of her parents, quickly wiped two tears and kicked her feet on the soft bed. Holding the quilt and rolling for several times, I slowly groped for the phone to open. After thinking, the bottom of his eyes suddenly flashed a touch of cunning. Holding a mobile phone, he took a self photo of his face, put it on it, and put a string of words on it. Wen Meimei: Oh, I still want to be a netizen quietly. Yiyi, you are so bad that you broke my ID. Although there is no blessing for Xu Yi and he Ziqin, this paragraph will never arouse the speculation of netizens. Even, many people boast of being warm and pleasant, being low-key, and their plain face is also super beautiful* The next day, Wen Yiren was invited to the president's office again. This time, Zhang Pei called her personally. When Wen Yiren pushed the door in, there were only Zhang Pei, assistant president and Han Li in the office. Han Li could not help yelling when she saw her: "pleasant, what's the matter with you? You didn't tell Zhang Zong me about signing a contract with Lu?" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.