After the door was opened and closed, the room fell into loneliness again.
Tang Yili went to the kitchen to find a short glass cup, scooped a full glass of ice from the ice machine, and then poured wine into it. The light yellow wine was like a running mountain stream, flowing along the ice.
The gap is slowly filled.
Carrying the wine glass, Tang Yili walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and sat on the floor. The red and green Christmas decorations outside reflected brightly and darkly on the jade-like face.
After drinking this cup, Tang Yili finally felt dizzy, light-headed, and the world was turned upside down. She took the courage and sent another text message to Xun Lang: [Merry Christmas.]
With the phone facing up and left on the floor, Tang Yili slowly took off her sweater and skirt, then tied the belt around her waist and took off the last piece of fabric.
He dropped it in pieces on the dark floor, turned around and walked to the bathroom with his bare feet.
Tang Yili didn't even look at her phone.
Because she knew that Xun Lang would not respond.
On Christmas Day, Jesus was reborn, but Xun Lang's body was still in mortal form. I'm afraid she would have entered reincarnation early, so she should be forgotten.
…
After a festival, Tang Yili didn't know if it was considered a break. Anyway, the overwhelming work was pressing on him again.
The door to her office was never closed.
After a while, Wang Jian came over and said: Mr. Li, the media has invited thirteen companies, and the press release has been sent out. Everyone asked if the product pricing can be disclosed in advance. They wrote the press release so that they can be easily followed.
After a while, Annie came to report and said that a big domestic model had failed to make an appointment at the last moment, so she had to find a second-rate substitute to replace her. She asked Tang Yili if he could do it.
Tang Yi bowed his head in courtesy and said sternly to the two generals.
"What we want to do is to be on the front line in the country. When we appear, we should have the temperament of a king. What are we doing? Feed the dogs to me, don't you hear me?"
Wang Jian lowered his hands: "Yes."
Tang Yili: "And that big model, if she doesn't like Yili Garment today and dares to break the appointment casually, tell her that from now on, she won't want to take any more jobs in the upstream and downstream of Fengtang, because we will ban her.
"
"I dare to make a mistake with Party A today. On the day of the press conference, there may be some trouble. It's better to find a second-tier model to replace her. I don't believe there are models who can't afford to be promoted."
Anne and Wang Jian looked at each other. With such a courageous boss, their morale was immediately boosted. They accepted the order and returned to the battlefield to fight again.
Tang Feng stood outside the office and listened to the whole process. When Wang Jian and Annie came out, he respectfully called out, "Mr. Tang."
Tang Feng smiled and clasped his hands behind his back with a look of approval, "Thank you for your hard work. There are still two days until the press conference. Come on."
Annie nodded, smiled, and went to work. Wang Jian stood next to her old boss and asked, "Are you looking for Mr. Li?"
"I just came to see her."
Tang Feng had just finished a meeting when he accidentally read a piece of sports news. He saw that the athlete his daughter dated had just won a gold medal and was very popular.
Look at other people, they have all recovered from the pain of broken love, but what about my daughter?
Across the glass wall, Tang Yili was thinking with her head in her hands, still flipping through a stack of documents and occasionally copying records. Such a sensible and capable daughter only made her father feel a little bit distressed.
"Ali...have we really lost contact with Qin Sheng?"
Apart from sleeping at night, Wang Jian wished she could follow Tang Yili wherever he went. He knew all the phone calls and emails.
Tang Feng has finally asked the right person.
Wang Jian was also a little regretful and said, "It's been three months. After Mr. Qin's order was delivered, the two of them have not been in contact."
Even the after-sales department is handled by Wang Jian and a director from JQ.
Tang Yili and Qin Sheng tacitly avoided it.
Tang Feng's original fantasy was completely shattered. He sighed and realized that this time Tang Yili fell in love, maybe it was different from before. He didn't change, but seemed to be more motivated.
But is my daughter the kind of person who is motivated and motivated?
Tang Feng knew Tang Yili's temper all too well. As long as she was satisfied with the status quo, she would never put in more effort. She was probably working so hard now because she was feeling bitter inside.
Alcohol can paralyze the will and destroy health. Who says being busy can't?
Tang Feng patted Wang Jian on the shoulder, told him to take care of Tang Yili, and then turned and went downstairs.
…
Tomorrow is the press conference, and the venue, models, and media are all ready to go.
At this moment, the last rehearsal is happening on site.
Tang Yili sat in the director's seat and adjusted the color temperature of the light again through the central control monitor to make sure that the warm white light would not cause color difference in the clothes, and then he felt relieved.
Rest in between.
The cameramen and props teachers around passed cigarettes to each other and chatted while smoking.
Tang Yili leaned on the chair, closed her eyes and rested, thinking to herself that when she appeared in the finale tomorrow, she would have to wear a few centimeters of high heels in order not to be outdone by the model's long legs...
"Hey, have you heard that that person retired from the recent World Championships?"
Tang Yili's heart skipped a beat. Hearing the words "World Championship", he tensed up unconsciously.
Someone asked on her behalf: "Who are you talking about?"
"It's that girl idol, Xun Lang, known as the Asian Flying Fish."
When men chatted about gossip, they were not as elegant as women. The man from the props team sneered: "The draft said that he retired due to injury. I think it may be because he is afraid of losing, which affects the commercial value. I might as well not compete at all.
I can keep the title of Asian Flying Fish and continue to be an idol."
"It makes sense, not all sports circles are like this."
Everyone agreed, and if they wanted to say anything else, they saw a black figure walking by.
"Mr. Li? Where are you going? We will check the results again later."
Tang Yili ignored him and went downstairs along the iron staircase on the second floor of the stage. As he walked, he made a voice call to Xun Lang.
When the call automatically hung up, she called again. After several calls, there was still no answer.
Only then did Tang Yili realize that Xun Lang's domestic account might have been abandoned long ago.
She started browsing the news on her phone again, looking for any clues.
The news of Xun Lang's withdrawal was a statement just issued. It was a draft. It was basically the same as what they said about the camera props. Xun Lang had withdrawn from the competition due to injury, and he had withdrawn from the freestyle final.
There are already tens of thousands of comments below.
Swimming fans reacted with shock, because Xun Lang had just won the gold medal in the 100-meter butterfly a few days ago. He was clearly aiming for three gold medals, but little did he know that things took a turn for the worse. Last night, he only finished seventh in the 200-meter butterfly.
name.
There were nine lanes in the final, and he ranked third from the bottom.
In the blink of an eye, the next day, this morning, Xun Lang announced his withdrawal from the freestyle finals.
No wonder everyone wonders whether Xun Lang has lost the courage to participate in freestyle swimming after experiencing yesterday's fiasco.
Pain has become the most inconspicuous excuse.
He was cold feet.
In an instant, the entire Internet was filled with abuse.
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