Luo Xiaoqian has already worked so hard, of course, he can’t waste any more ti in the hospital.
"President Leng..." Xiao Ding looked troubled.
Leng Zimo ignored him, and with his hand wrapped in gauze, he pulled off the quilt and tried to get up.
"Alright, just wait, I’ll go, I’ll go, isn’t that enough!"
Xiao Ding couldn’t persuade him and could only turn around and leave the ward to find Shen Yizhou to handle the discharge procedures.
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Inside the black rcedes.
Seo Fei frowned at the soup stain on her skirt, then lifted her lips into a smile.
Although the ticulously prepared soup was not drunk by Leng Zimo, she still felt pleased watching Luo Xiaoqian get scolded by him. "When is the press conference?"
"The original plan was this Friday." Lin Huo frowned slightly, "But with Leng Zimo like this, it might get postponed, right?"
"No, it won’t." Seo Fei leaned back in the chair, "I know Leng Zimo; he won’t let personal matters interfere with work."
The Huanshi Cinema City project, a collaboration between the Seo Family and Emperor View, is a massive undertaking. She was certain that Leng Zimo would not postpone it.
"Did you inform the reporters as I asked?!"
"Don’t worry, I’ve already arranged for soone to do it." Lin Huo checked the watch on his wrist, "I think Tongde Building must be quite lively at this mont."
"I think so too." Seo Fei laughed coldly, "I’m suddenly looking forward to tomorrow’s newspapers!"
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Tongde Building.
Reporters from every outlet had the entrances completely blocked, having heard the tip-off that Luo Xiaoqian works in this building, and of course, they wouldn’t pass up such a clue.
Yesterday, "Entertainnt Weekly Magazine" broke explosive news, and Luo Xiaoqian, who had been quiet for years, suddenly beca the focus of everyone’s attention.
Yesterday, Luo Xiaoqian appeared barefoot at the entrance of the Emperor View Building, and now everyone is speculating about what’s really going on between Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian.
At this ti, whoever gets the first-hand material will definitely have a sensational scoop.
Across the street, inside an orange sports car, Jiao Yang lifted his hand to lower his sunglasses, glanced at the reporters surveying the area, frowned, and took out his mobile phone, dialing Luo Xiaoqian’s number.
"Jiao Yang, is sothing up?!" Luo Xiaoqian’s voice quickly ca through the phone.
"Are you free now? I’d like to see you."
"I’m hurrying to the company now, probably don’t have ti."
"There are tons of reporters downstairs at your company." Jiao Yang rubbed his brow with his hand, "There’s a Qingtan Clubhouse two blocks away from your company; et there."
On the other end of the line, Luo Xiaoqian hesitated, "Okay, I’ll be there in about ten minutes."
Hanging up, Jiao Yang quickly started the car, drove into the driveway, and once he confird no one was tailing him, he drove towards Qingtan Clubhouse.
As soon as he entered the clubhouse lobby, he saw Luo Xiaoqian stand up from a sofa in the distance and walk over to greet him.
Since the clubhouse is mbership-based and Luo Xiaoqian wasn’t a mber, naturally she couldn’t enter.
Jiao Yang showed his mbership card and directly took her to a cafe upstairs, ordering two coffees.
Once seated, he imdiately apologized to her.
"I’m really sorry about what happened that day, I didn’t expect reporters to be tailing ."
Luo Xiaoqian appeared calm, "It’s nothing, I got used to this kind of thing five years ago."
"So..." Jiao Yang took off his sunglasses, "What’s actually going on between you and Leng Zimo?"
Luo Xiaoqian stirred her coffee with a spoon, "Jiao Yang, about this matter, I hope you won’t get involved."
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