The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

This, this was too crazy!

There were so many micro-expressions and micro-emotions in the human world. Could Ji Yuan learn all of them?

Xia Ling was a little skeptical, but looking at Ji Yuan's calm and composed eyes, she was a little convinced.

Then, Ji Yuan started to surf the Internet.

He searched for a lot of movies, news, and videos. From morning till night, Xia Ling took care of his scandals and started to get in touch with the resources in the circle to help JI yuan gain exposure.

As for JI yuan, he only did one thing: surf the Internet and watch videos... ...

Time flew by, and a week passed just like that.

It was not until Xia Ling saw Yan Yan's handmade shirt in the paper bag in the corner of the House that she remembered that she had promised to return the shirt to Yan Yan this Monday.

She seemed to have broken the appointment?

Xia Ling was not surprised when she looked at the mission interface.

Yan Yan's favorability rating toward her had indeed dropped. The original 40 favorability rating had now become a pitiful 23.

During this period of time, the news of Qi Yuan and his manager, Wang Ling, falling in love was known by the entire Internet.

It seemed that Yan Yan was also surfing the Internet and would also take a look at gossip.

"I'm going out in the afternoon to return Yan Yan Yan's shirt to his company, " Xia Ling said to JI yuan.

"Have you made an appointment? " Ji Yuan sat in front of the computer and did not look back.

Xia Ling said, "I've contacted his secretary. "

Ji Yuan said, "okay, then you have to be careful on the road. "

"I'll send him off and then come back, " Xia Ling took two steps and paused to add.

"Go quickly, there's no need to talk so much. " Ji Yuan then looked up from the computer.

He looked at her. There seemed to be countless faces reflected in the bottom of his gentle eyes. That deep and shallow reflection was like a whirlpool in the bottom of his eyes. There was also a part that did not have time to settle down. When he looked up like this, Xia Ling immediately saw it clearly.

So this was how JI yuan learned... ...

Xia Ling was a little silent.

Like her and Ji Yuan, they had strong spiritual power. Although learning like this and imitating like this, their acting skills would definitely be outstanding in the end. This was accumulated from the emotional experience of hundreds of millions of people. Acting in movies and television dramas would definitely be enough.

However, her original intention was to let Ji Yuan experience this world?

*

Xia Ling arrived at Yan Yan's company.

The Real Estate Company was only one bus stop away. Xia Ling had only taken a taxi for ten minutes.

It was also the center of City A. Golden Golden Age was an office building, while the real estate company was a piece of land. In the past, three 30-to 40-story office buildings were all theirs.

As the largest real estate company in Z country, the money that flowed through Yan Yan's hands exceeded 100 billion a year.

However, the real estate company did not belong to Yan Yan alone. It belonged to the Yan family.

*

"Miss Wang, the president is waiting for you in the office. Please follow me. " The secretary came down personally.

Xia Ling did not expect that Yan Yan would still be willing to see her after her favorability dropped to 23.

Carrying the paper Bag, Xia Ling thanked the secretary and followed him up to the 33rd floor.

Yan Yan's office directly occupied more than half of the 33rd floor. From fitness equipment to a mini bar and lounge, this office had everything.

In this city center where every inch of land was expensive, such a design could only be said to be extremely extravagant.

In this spacious space of two to three square meters, the minimalist style of decoration made the entire office seem to be centered around the large black wood and stone desk.

In the center, the figure of a man wearing a black suit sitting indifferently on an office chair heard the secretary knock on the door. He looked at Xia Ling coldly.

His back was against the light. He was as handsome as cast, as cold as this.

"President Yan. " Xia Ling held the paper bag and stopped at the door.