"However, I hope that Brother Junyun will not tell anyone that I have such a disease, including Hu Yingteng and Sister Ningning. I don't want them to worry, and I don't want them to look at me strangely."
"Don't worry, I won't tell anyone." Jun Yun's eyes curled up into a smile, shining beautifully like the brightest starlight in the darkness.
"However, I hope you can be more open-minded. After all, what a disease like this requires is to maintain a happy mood, understand?"
"Well, thank you Brother Junyun..." Manxue gave a pale and feeble smile, which was like the beauty of a lotus flower in full bloom, but the moment it bloomed was like a flash in the pan.
Manxue stared at Junmei in front of her, "Brother Junyun, you...do you come to see Manxue often?"
"Yes, Ning Ning and I will come over to see you next time." There was a smile on Jun Yun's lips.
Upon hearing this, Manxue's eyes dimmed immediately, and soon she laughed again, nodded, and said "Yeah."
Christmas is coming soon, and the entire book of the magazine has been arranged early. The only thing missing is the cover. The last time Sister Ning expressed her hope to cooperate with Ding Haoming, the whole thing fell into place.
Now, as soon as Man Ningning went to work, Wen You called her to the office.
She is the daughter of Yipin Magazine and the fashion director and deputy general manager of Yipin Magazine. When she studied in the UK, she mainly studied fashion design and clothing matching.
Moreover, a subsidiary of Yipin Magazine also has a large-scale clothing factory, which contains many designs and Wenyou's works.
What's more important is that the works she designs are usually displayed on models, and readers will order them one after another because of the beauty reflected in the clothes worn by the models.
This is also a means for Yipin Magazine and a means to attract readers.
Today, Man Ningning is wearing a white sweater, a leather jacket of the same color, a simple pair of jeans, and wedge boots. She looks very energetic.
When she walked into the office, Wen You was working on the report in her hand, "Vice President, what do you want from me?"
Wen You still lowered her head while working on the report, not even looking up, looking extremely proud.
"Vice President, do you have anything to do with me?" Man Ningning asked softly again, wondering why she didn't understand that she was specifically trying to make things difficult for her.
Wenyou slowly raised her head. The makeup on her face looked more delicate than in the past few days. Her double eyelids were painted with a touch of gold. Her skin was not very fair. The golden eye shadow made her skin look more natural.
"Do you still remember the meeting held a few days ago?" She raised her head slightly, looked at Man Ningning, and leaned casually on the back of the swivel chair.
"I know."
"Ding Haoming's matter, last time the general manager asked me to complete this matter with you." Wen Youyou said quietly, "Christmas is coming soon, and I also hope that this matter can be handled quickly."
"I understand. However, I want to know what the vice president's current plans are?" Man Ningning stood upright. She had no intention of letting her sit down, so she could only stand first.
She just wanted to show off her power, Man Ningning knew this in her heart, and Wenyou just wanted to show her identity.
"Sister Ning also said last time that Ding Haoming came back this time to film a costume drama. In that case, I hope you can visit the set as a fan."
"Me?" Man Ningning pointed at herself.
Wenyou nodded, "Do you have any comments?"
She thought for a while and continued to add, "But don't worry. I won't let you go alone. I will also treat him as a fan and visit him first. After all, I also like every scene he has filmed. I
I want to meet him in person."
"What happens after that? Do you invite him to dinner? During the meal..." The following words are enough to understand the meaning, and Ding Haoming must be used to such tricks, right?
"Humph? Otherwise, what do you think?" Wenyou raised her hand, waved her low-rolled hairstyle, and glanced at Man Ningning, "Well, you go out and wait for me first. I'll change my clothes and we'll be together then.
Go to the set to visit the star."
Man Ningning responded, not wanting to stay any longer, and walked out.
After Wenyou changed her clothes and walked to Man Ningning's office, Man Ningning was stunned for a moment. She had often been seen wearing a skirt and high heels since going to work.
Unexpectedly, it is rare to see her dressed casually, and the color is relatively bright, making her look energetic and youthful.
Abigail was sitting by the window, enjoying the sunshine while working. When her peripheral vision fell on Wenyou's casual clothes, she also turned her eyes to it.
"When did you become so casual?" Abigail took a sip of coffee, stood up, and walked to Wenyou's side, "What? Where do you plan to go this moment?"
"Of course I'm going to work. I heard from a friend that Ding Haoming is filming a movie on the set right now. I plan to go there and be a fan."
Wen You faintly crossed Man Ningning's face, "Of course there is her."
Man Ningning lowered her eyes, sorted the things on her desk, and then picked up her bag, "Let's go there first." She passed Abigail without paying attention.
As I got into Wenyou's car and drove to the set, the light came in faintly through the glass.
Wen You glanced sideways at Man Ningning, "Tell me, how did you hook up with my brother?"
"Catch up?" Man Ningning asked.
"Isn't it? Otherwise, how could he let you come to Yipin Magazine? It is really difficult to get into Yipin Magazine."
This is a fact. If you want to enter Yipin Magazine, unless you have connections or certain skills, it is really difficult to enter.
Man Ningning looked at the cars coming and going, "I think you have thought about it all. Although, I also know that not everyone can come to work at Yipin Magazine. However, I was invited here by your brother. This is a fact.
, and not what you call “catching up with”, do you understand?”
Wenyou sneered: "Do you think I will believe what you say?"
"Believe it or not, besides, your brother also likes Abigail." Man Ningning had no expression on her face.
"How is that possible? If we still love each other, we won't break up, and we won't end up like this." Wen You held the steering wheel with both hands, turned it left, and accelerated the accelerator.
"I don't know much about what happened between them. And there's another thing, that is, I don't want to know about it at all. I come to Yipin Magazine just to go to work, that's all."
Man Ningning never wanted to enter other people's emotional zone, didn't want to interfere, and didn't want to ask more questions. However, sometimes she would always get involved inexplicably, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false.
"By the way, since we are going to the set, we should buy two bouquets of flowers, right?" Since we are going to be fans, we must look like fans.
However, this sentence reminded Wenyou.
"Wait a minute, I'll park the car in front. You go over and buy two bouquets of flowers."
The city center was in front of her. It would be too crowded to drive out. She planned to park the car here and let Man Ningning get out of the car to buy it.
Man Ningning got out of the car and bought the flowers. After a while, she found a basket at the door of the flower shop, with several puppies in it that were just born.
"Sister, would you like to buy a dog? They are very cute, and they are very obedient." A little girl in her teens ran over and pulled her by the corner of her clothes.
Man Ningning looked at the little girl, her face and hands were a little dirty, "Little sister, I'm sorry. I have something to do later, so it's not convenient to take the puppy with me."
"Sister, don't worry. They are very good and obedient. Just buy one." His eyes were childish and innocent, shining with innocence.
Man Ningning looked at the girl, suddenly remembering her childhood, and immediately smiled, "Okay, I'll buy one, just the white puppy."
"Thank you, sister, thank you, sister." The little girl's innocent and tender voice echoed in the wind. After paying the money, Man Ningning picked up the puppy and left. The little girl's voice could still be faintly heard behind her.
There was a faint smile on Man Ningning's lips, her eyes were filled with fondness, and she stared at the white puppy in her hand. It was really small, only as big as the palm of her hand.
Moreover, the watery eyes are actually two-color, one is black and the other is sky blue.
At this moment, it was shaking slightly and whining.
Maybe it's because you suddenly left your partner, right?
When she opened the door and got in the car, Wenyou saw the puppy Man Ningning was holding and immediately stopped her, "Wait a minute, don't bring the dog in. I'm most afraid of dogs."
"Such a small dog will not bite you at all." Man Ningning put the flowers in and stroked the dog. The hair was very soft and delicate.
"No, you should lose this dog right now." Wen You frowned, "Anyway, dogs are not allowed in my car."
"How about this? You go there first and I'll take a taxi?"
"up to you."
With a bang, the car door was closed and he drove away.
Man Ningning shrugged her shoulders, expressing her helplessness.
I really didn't expect that she would be afraid of a puppy despite her proud look.
I took a taxi and went to the studio. At the moment, the studio was busy filming. Wen You was standing not far away, holding flowers in both hands, looking like a fan.
At this moment, apart from some staff members, directors, and individual actors, there were very few people waiting around. It seemed that Wen You had spent a lot of effort to know where Ding Haoming was.
The scenery here is all ancient. Suddenly, a figure flew up high in the sun, wearing a black robe, with long hair gently raised in the air, holding a sword in his hand, and the sword shone in the light.
"If you hand over the sword manual in your hand, I will spare your life." The voice was long and low, but it sounded better.
I saw a beautiful woman holding a sword in her hand, holding her head high, laughing, and the laughter cut through the clouds, "Ichiro, can we really just become enemies?"
The woman's voice was sad and full of vicissitudes of life.
Yilang was flying in mid-air, his shoulders were all suspended by transparent steel wires. His face looked resolute and handsome in the sunshine. His eyes shrank tightly with the woman's words. He looked up at the sky and closed his eyes. When he opened them again,
When you open your eyes, you are decisive.
"Lianxiang, why do you bother to ask? Is there any choice between us? From the moment you killed my master and took the sword manual, our positions were already clear."
"No..." Lianxiang shouted, tears streaming down her face, "Why don't you ask yourself..."