When Gu Qimiao arrived at the gallery, it was already quite late. With the exhibition approaching, everyone in the sales departnt was busy, and Fang Shaobei himself was inspecting the exhibition hall.
Seeing Gu Qimiao arrive, he instructed the workers who were placing the artworks and then walked over to her.
"You’re late."
"Hehe." Gu Qimiao chuckled guiltily and then said, "Anyway, I’ve finished all my tasks."
He raised an eyebrow but didn’t say anything else. Although their relationship was technically that of subordinate and boss, it felt more like a friendship.
"Your stuff, co with to get it."
Gu Qimiao nodded and followed him to his studio.
"Your brother called last night."
"What did he say?"
"Nothing. I told him the owner wasn’t available and hung up. He kept calling, so I turned it off."
Gu Qimiao thought to herself, "Great, I’ll definitely get scolded when I see Gu Moming."
In the middle of the night, the phone was in a man’s hands, no news of her, and the call got hung up...
Any of these would be enough to trigger his temper.
Picking up her backpack and clothes, she returned to her studio and nervously powered on her phone.
Just as she was scrolling through the call log, ready to call him back, the sudden "ding—ding—" startled her. She saw the na flashing on the screen, lowered the volu a bit, and answered...
The voice on the other end was full of...energy...
"Where are you?! I’ve almost blown up my phone calling you. You’ve been out there having a great ti, huh? Haven’t watched over you for a few days and now you’re bolder? Don’t you put in your eyes anymore? Hmm?! Speak up!"
Gu Qimiao swallowed and said, "My phone was left in Mr. Fang’s car yesterday. I didn’t an to not answer your calls."
"Why was your phone in his car?!" Gu Moming on the other end was obviously still angry.
Gu Qimiao patiently explained, "You know, I went as his date."
"Didn’t I tell you not to go?! It’s none of your business if he doesn’t have a date! Why does it have to be you?! Next ti I’ll break your legs if you go again!"
Gu Qimiao tried to soothe his nearly explosive temper, "Mm, I won’t go again next ti. Are you back in the country? I watched your ga, you were really amazing!"
Complinting him always puts him in a better mood.
Sure enough, his tone softened, but he still sounded a bit sulky, "I haven’t slept all night. Now I’m going to sleep. Bring food to my hotel room, the one I stayed at last ti. If I wake up and you aren’t there, see what happens!"
"When are you waking up?"
"Depends on my mood."
"I can’t get off work until at least five."
"Dudu..." He had already hung up.
Gu Qimiao pouted, feeling like she had finally cald down this big boss.
She lay back on the sofa, flipping through her phone out of boredom, and suddenly saw a piece of news: Forr mayor Zhang Lihua’s 90th birthday, famous personalities from all fields gathered.
Next was a special feature: Listing business-world couples, Shen Yanchen has taken the sa female companion for four consecutive years.
Just the na "Shen Yanchen" was enough to attract attention, and Gu Qimiao was no exception; she clicked into it imdiately.
The first picture was of Shen Yanchen and Lu Qianwen from last night, taken from a great angle. Shen Yanchen looked extraordinarily handso, and Lu Qianwen was elegant and poised, truly a match made in heaven.
Next were a few more pictures of Shen Yanchen attending events with a female companion in the past. The woman in the pictures was always the sa—Lu Qianwen.
Gu Qimiao’s eyes filled with faint lancholy. She leaned back against the sofa, her fingers continuing to scroll down...
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