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After the fashion show, the spotlight on the stage was concentrated in one place. Wen Shuyue came from the dark backstage with a microphone, like a fairy, and presented herself to everyone.

She took a deep breath, sweet smile on her face, very gentle speech: "thank you for participating in this fashion show, thank you again!"

She bowed deeply. At this time, there was a round of applause. She went on to say, "the company has arranged a reception for you. It's in the central garden. I hope you'll enjoy it."

People gradually scattered, Wen Shuyue also walked off the stage, he Siming came to her position.

At this time, a small number of reporters came and surrounded them. Instead of avoiding them, Wen Shuyue cooperated with the reporters. She was used to the life surrounded by microphones and cameras.

A female reporter with glasses pointed the microphone in front of Wen Shuyue. Her words were very fast and clear. It was obvious that she was an old hand. "Can miss Wen interview you and Mr. He?"

"Yes." He Siming nodded and agreed.

He never avoids anything.

"Yes." Seeing that he agreed, Wen Shuyue naturally had to agree. A big boss of other people agreed so wrongly. How dare she, a small subordinate, not follow.

The reporter pointed the microphone at the other side and asked, "as the organizer of this fashion show, is Mr. He satisfied with this fashion show?"

She said that reporters from other companies nearby were also asking questions and taking notes.

He Siming looked at the people next to him and replied, "I thought this fashion show might be worse than the bottom line I estimated, but it broke through unexpectedly."

For his evaluation, Wen Shuyue, who was buried in the past, raised his head. Is he disdaining her or praising her?

"Breakthrough?" The reporter and Wen Shuyue were also puzzled, "which is satisfied or dissatisfied?"

"Make do." He Siming is plain.

These two words, however, scared Wen Shuyue so much that he thought he had a conscience to say something like that.

"I look satisfied." The reporter admired the big boss and did not follow the routine.

Another female reporter with popcorn head crowded over and asked dryly: "recently there has been a rumor about you two. We are all concerned about whether it's true. I don't know whether they have really gone through the dark?"

It's another thunder point. Wen Shuyue doesn't dare to look up. She really doesn't know how to answer this question. In fact, she wants to explain that she doesn't, but she doesn't seem to know how to say it.

"Hide behind the scenes," he said word by word, smiling reluctantly. "This word is well used. Wen Shuyue and I are only cooperative. Apart from cooperation, there is no mutual involvement in other private lives."

After all, a cold-blooded, black bellied man like he Siming is more frightening when he smiles than when he has no expression on his face.

At this time, the reporter noticed the people beside him, "Miss Wen looks very ugly. Do you disagree with Mr. He's statement?"

Wen Shuyue's embarrassed face was already seen through by some people.

She didn't know why there was some imbalance in her heart after he Siming said those words.

"No, no, I'm just a little tired. Excuse me first." She was a little dazed and then left the crowd.

She seems to be really absent-minded. He Siming looks at her from a distance and doesn't catch up with her. After paying more attention to her figure, he returns to the new topic mentioned by the reporter.

Just out of the door, Wen Shuyue's phone rang. As soon as she received it, there was a sound of eating melon seeds on the opposite side, "where are you?"

It's Chang Ning, an old friend. Besides her, no one will ignore her image when calling.

Wen Shuyue turned to have a look. There was no one behind her. She answered with some loss: "in the meeting hall."

"Well, you're at the door. I'll find you now." After that, only a beep could be heard on the phone.

Wen Shuyue's eyebrows lowered. She stood alone at the door.

It was 20 minutes later when Changning came. When she arrived, she saw Wen Shuyue sitting on the flower stand. She collected her lively little movements.

"What's the matter?" She went over, stood in front of Wen Shuyue and asked, "why do you hide outside alone? Did someone bully you? Tell me, I'll clean it up. "

"No," she just left, Wen Shuyue took her hand, Wen Shuyue shook her head, told her not to mess, "I'm just in a bad mood."

"In a bad mood?" Changning sat beside Wen Shuyue and began to guess, "it seems that there is nothing worthy of your bad mood. It seems that this is a flood of peach blossom, which makes people worried. I don't know how to choose, right?"With that, Changning began to frolic

"me!" Wen Shuyue almost choked by their words, she quickly denied: "no, I'm just a little depressed."

Wen Shuyue angrily gets up and goes to the gate

Changning gets up and follows him, making a fuss behind him: "Hello! You wait for me. The car is outside. I don't know how you chose this place. I don't even have a choice of parking space. I can only park outside. "

In the bar, Chang Ning sat on the stool beside her, looking at the red face of Wen Shuyue. Seeing that she was drinking with a bottle, she was worried, "don't drink!"

Changning's words seemed to be unheard of at all. Wen Shuyue took care of herself.

Wen Shuyue shakes her head, pouts her lips, and looks like a child, "if I don't drink, what else can I do?"

She was shaking with a wine bottle. Changning was afraid that she would smash it, so she held her hand tightly. However, she didn't smash her, but smashed herself.

Changning immediately snatched the bottle from her hand, patted the table and sobered her up, "then you have to tell me why you drink the bar, otherwise I have to worry about you."

Wen Shuyue opened another bottle of wine, and then told her that she was drunk. "I'm just happy. Today's fashion show was a success."

"Drink when you are happy. Women are so frivolous now." Changning's eyes were scornful.

Wen Shuyue stopped her action and was stunned. "I'm lovelorn. It's not lovelorn."

"That's it?" Changning worried eyebrows, she thought it was a big deal, however, to see Wen Shuyue so sad, she can only sacrifice her life to accompany a gentleman, "OK, OK, I'll accompany you."

Looking at her drinking muggy wine, she, a good friend of the people, is also very distressed for her old man. Changning also took a glass of wine, poured a glass of wine for herself, drank it all in one gulp, accompanied by Wen Shuyue.