It was still so vast and warm, clear and serene.
It was already late autumn, and even the air was cool.
The ZGN headquarters had already spent a lot of money to rent a high-rise building in the city center.
An Ran and the others rushed to their destination.
What a coincidence. It was only one street away from the Nangong Group's office building.
Anran took her colleagues three days to plan the various departments. She formulated the company's temporary management regulations and the selection of department heads. Baili Wuya did not raise any objections.
The first to sixth floors were the office area of ZGN, while the seventh to ninth floors were the recording studio and the broadcasting hall. Their equipment was all top-notch products shipped from the United States.
After half a month, the television station had already begun to take shape.
An Ran had long known that this day would come.
She knew that Nangong Wan was the controlling shareholder of Si 'an.
Who do you miss? She sneered in her heart.
"Baili, there's an invitation to a cocktail party at the Si 'an TV station. You'll attend it for me and sound them out.”
This was the perfect time to throw Baili Wuya out.
The invitation was sent to her, the person in charge. She didn't want to see Nangong Wan so soon, so she had to send the vice president of ZGN to shut her up.
***
Suddenly, his hand trembled.
He rubbed his eyes and looked again.
Qiao Xiyan!
So similar!
Sometimes, he looked down on himself. Ever since she left, he would look at her back for a long time.
The more he looked at it, the more it looked like it.
There was very little information, but he still found a clear ID photo on ZGN's official website.
At this moment, he felt like he was suffocating.
That smooth forehead, high nose bridge, cherry blossom like lips, especially that pair of clear eyes, who else could it be but her?
He stood up abruptly.
Anran was busy guiding the newly-employed anchor in the studio. Ella rushed over and whispered," President Qiao, Mr. Nangong Wan, the executive of Nangong Corporation, is at the front desk to see you.”
Ella responded and left.
At this moment, her heart was already in a mess.
She left the confused little streamer behind and slowly went up to the lounge on the tenth floor.
She locked herself inside and stayed there for the entire afternoon.
Could it be that he had never forgotten the days they spent together? Could it be that he still loved her? Her mind was in a mess.
After walking out of the lounge, she adjusted her emotions and began to work overtime to make up for the afternoon's work.
"Julie." Baili Wuya had already returned." I didn't see the person in charge of Si 'an TV Station. I only had a deputy to deal with me for the entire afternoon.”
"Can you see their intentions?"
"There seems to be some intention to cooperate, but it's not confirmed yet.”Baili Wuya couldn't help but laugh." You've been like a tight top ever since we got off the plane. Now, put down the work at hand and let's go have dinner."”
"Is it that difficult to have a meal together?" He did not intend to give in." You have lived here for a long time. I am a stranger here. Can't you show me around and enjoy some good food?”
"I'm sorry. I've been under a lot of pressure recently and I'm not in the mood.”
"Reduce the pressure, immediately. Shall I take you for a ride or a shopping spree?"
Anran shook her head. She had been preparing for ZGN's first press conference in T City tomorrow.
As the president of the Celestial Region, she had to use the most elegant and professional speech to convince the audience and answer questions in front of the public.
What she needed to do was to completely forget about An Ran and be Qiao Xiyan.
"Is there?" She turned around.
"That's right. If you think it's worth it to spend time with someone who will never love you, then love him.”She just left him there.
Baili Wuya knocked over the small flower pot on the office table, and the room was in a mess.
ZGN's first press conference in T City was quite grand.
In An Ran's words, it was important to gain the upper hand.
The auditorium of a few hundred people was filled with the leaders of the business, political, and literary circles.
An Ran stood in the center of the podium in a black Armani suit. She had a little makeup on and her waist-length, slightly curly black hair was simply tied behind her head. She looked capable and simple.
She spoke in authentic American English, and her crisp voice was transmitted to every corner of the auditorium through the microphone. Her every frown and smile tugged at the heartstrings of everyone present. Her simple gestures were incomparably elegant.
A wave of applause echoed throughout the auditorium.
There was also a man and a woman in the auditorium who had lost their souls.
Zuo Xie and Jiang Yiyi.
Zuo Xie gripped the armrest of his chair tightly, veins popping out on both his hands, his entire person was filled with uncontrollable excitement.
Jiang Yiyi, who was in the corner, had long forgotten to turn on the video recorder. Her eyes were a little dazed.
An Ran's smiling eyes swept across the crowd in the auditorium, and a familiar figure came into view.
It had been five years, and that face of joy and anger was no longer there. All that was left was coldness and loneliness. He stood there quietly and looked at her deeply.
Her heart was beating like a drum.
The accident at Sirius five years ago, the sweetness and quarrels that followed, appeared in their minds at the same time.
She still remembered the blissful moment when they got their marriage certificate.
She still remembered how sad she was when she saw him eating at the same table as Qiu Xiyuan.
She still remembered how he had yelled at her to come back before he left.
She was Qiao Xiyan, she told herself over and over again.
At night, it was the appreciation party for ZGN.
An Ran was wearing a champagne-colored, collared dress. She had deliberately put on heavy makeup, and her long black hair was loosely tied behind her head. She looked very charming.
Halfway through the party, she was a little tipsy.
Baili Wuya asked the chauffeur to send her back to rest.
As soon as she stepped out of the door, the cold autumn wind blew. The assistant helped her put on a coat.
She smiled and waved her hand." Go take care of Baili. He drank quite a bit too."”
The assistant gave a few instructions and returned to the cocktail party.
She had never drunk so much wine before. At this moment, her stomach felt as uncomfortable as if it was on fire. She quickly found a corner and vomited.
A tall man slowly walked up to her back. He stretched out his hands a few times to hug her, but in the end, he froze in the air.
Upon hearing this familiar voice, the blood in her body flowed backward, and she instantly sobered up.
She was not the An 'an he was talking about!
She had long heard that he had spent a lot of money to make a young female streamer famous. There were rumors in T City that he was having an ambiguous relationship with that woman.
She bit the tip of her tongue hard, and a piercing pain made her think clearer.
She smiled and straightened her body. She said in English," Sir, who are you calling? Are you also a colleague who came to attend the banquet?”
It was still that familiar and refreshing aura. The moment his body touched her, she actually had a strong anticipation in her heart." I'm sorry, you've got the wrong person."”
"Five years. You left without a word for five years. Do you know how I endured these 1,800 days and nights?”He shook her shoulders hard and leaned over to kiss her." Anan, let me explain. Five years ago at Jasmine Restaurant-"
When she heard the words Jasmine Restaurant, she felt a chill in her heart and slapped him hard.
"Sir, I don't know you. Please control your emotions.”
Her chauffeur also rushed over to help her.
She quickly got into the car and drove away.
An Ran sat in the car, trembling. She could no longer control her emotions and began to sob.
Even now, her heart still ached for him. She looked down on herself.
In the Imperial Garden.
Nangong Wan was in the study, looking through all the files regarding the recruitment of ZGN personnel.
Qiao Xiyan was Anran. Who helped her go to America five years ago? Who helped her get such an American Chinese identity?
Who in T City had the strength to fight against the Nangong family? A name came to mind.
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