Revenge fails to be attacked (gl)

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She gave a soft "um" and continued the topic just now, "I want to hear you sing right now."

"Can't I sing it for you when I get home? Sing it all night until you get bored."

"No, right now, don't you love me? I want to hear it."

Clap clap clack!

There were a few soft knocks from the door panel on the opposite side, Guo Qi seemed to be pounding on the door, with an unbearable crying voice.

"Don't just use such a calm voice to act like a baby?! You deliberately don't want me to eat this meal."

What kind of coquetry is this?

Zhuang Yan rubbed Sun Xué, "Anyway, no one will notice you in the bathroom, I want to listen."

"But there are several compartments here, in case someone comes in later and hears how embarrassing it is."

"Are you afraid of being ashamed?"

This is not a good answer.

Answer "scared", "You really are not sincere to me".

Answer "not afraid", "then sing".

They are all dead anyway, and they can only choose to die lightly.

Guo Qi weighed the pros and cons, and said bitterly, "Then I'll sing."

"Am I worth a word?"

Guo Qi: QAQ

Doctor Zhuang is too headstrong, too unreasonable, too unreasonable, too...cute! ! !

This is a foul, a foul!

Guo Qi was about to cry.

Such a calm and coquettish Dr. Zhuang couldn't bear it!

never mind!If you lose face, you lose face!Anyway, no one can see her through the door panel, just pick it up after losing it, who is afraid of whom?

"Then what do you want to hear?"

"Love Syndrome."

This song was originally sung by Huang Shujun, and it is said to have the longest lyrics in Asia.

Before Guo Qi could speak, Zhuang Yan added another sentence: "There must be a single word."

"I can't remember the lyrics..."

"Baidu."

"Then...well." Came the sound of Baidu from the opposite side, "Then I'll sing, don't laugh at me if I'm out of tune."

"Ah."

Guo Qi cleared his throat and hummed in a low voice. His nasal voice was very heavy, like a lullaby to lull people to sleep, but it was surprisingly nice.

"About the cause of love syndrome~~It is still the biggest mystery~~Regardless of gender, age, occupation, weight, education, appearance and blood type~~"

Zhuang Yan pressed the microphone to mute, pressed the Bluetooth headset, put on the mask again, opened the door, left the bathroom, and walked up to the third floor.

The earphones were still singing, she had arrived at [Lancaoyuan], the waiter thoughtfully wanted to open the door for her, she raised her hand to stop her, took a slight breath, and touched the doorknob.

Whoops!

Push it away!

The movement was a little loud, and several people turned their heads to look over.

"This, who is this?"

When one person asks the exit, everyone's eyes are focused on it. The private room is not big, and there are not many people, six or seven.

Zhuang Yan's gaze swept over one by one, and landed on the woman in the innermost position, who was also looking at her.

She held the doorknob, took off half of the mask, and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I went to the wrong room."

After finishing speaking, he stepped back and closed the door. The moment the door was closed, he vaguely saw the woman standing up and shouting: "Wait!"

click!

The door was closed tightly, Zhuang Yan turned to leave, just went down two steps, when she heard a burst of hurried footsteps chasing after her.

"Wait a moment!"

When she turned her head, the woman had already chased her up, looking at her by the escalator.

She took off one side of the mask she had just worn, and asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

The woman had long hair and shawls, exquisite makeup, a retro long skirt and a small woolen cardigan, making her look extraordinarily tall and elegant.

The woman didn't reply, she just stared at her intently, her hands pressed on the escalator were clenched tightly, and her fingertips were faintly white.

Zhuang Yan frowned slightly, "What's the matter?"

The woman came back to her senses, concealed her gaffe just now, and stretched out her hand, "Hi, I'm Guo Ge, the person in charge of RL. Nice to meet you."

Zhuang Yan glanced at that hand, her ten fingers were slender and did not touch Yang Chun.

She didn't return her handshake, and looked up at her again, with the same sentence: "Is there something wrong?"

Guo Ge wasn't too embarrassed, he withdrew his hand, went down the steps, and got closer with a friendly smile.

"It's like this. Our company needs an image spokesperson. I'm worried that I can't find a suitable candidate. Seeing that your temperament is very suitable, I wonder if you are interested?"

"General spokespersons have to find traffic stars or something like that?"

"No, it's not. Celebrities are naturally good, but if there is any negative news, it will also deal a big blow to the company's image. It's better to choose an outsider with a more suitable image and temperament."

"so……"

Guo Ge leaned forward and added, "Just take a few photos and a few advertisements, and the treatment is negotiable."

Zhuang Yan pressed the headset, "My friend is still waiting for me, I'm sorry, why don't we talk about it another day?"

"Yes, yes, of course! What's your number? By the way, I didn't take my mobile phone. Why don't you wait a moment and I'll go get my mobile phone and get you a business card by the way."

On the other end of the Bluetooth headset, there are only the last two lines of the lyrics.

Zhuang Yan took out her phone and shook it, "Can't you just tell me yours?"

"That's right, I'm confused, it's really hard to find a suitable candidate." She reported a series of numbers, watched Zhuang Yan dial out, and smiled with relief: "If you don't mind, I'll follow you later connect."

"it is good."