Madam is a squeamish little crybaby, she needs to be pampered!

Chapter 97 The woman in the painting

Shen Feiyin's serious attitude towards work is obvious to everyone on stage.

Xiao Li also appreciated this about her, but as if something suddenly occurred to him, Xiao Li suddenly asked: "You have received so much news one after another, and you have bitten off so many bones that your colleagues have not chewed off. Are you about to become a full-time employee?" "

Shen Feiyin didn't answer. This matter had to be decided by the leadership of the station, but Bai Qianqian was there.

I'm just afraid... it's going to be bad.

Shen Feiyin didn't answer, and Xiao Li also made a rough guess.

She sighed. They were both working as workers. The early stage of their career was not easy, and the later stages were all dependent on capital.

Shen Feiyin is already luckier than most people, but her road has also been more difficult than others.

After chatting for a while, when Xiao Li was about to turn around and leave, she seemed to have thought of something. She suddenly turned around and said, "But last time, the personnel department was counting qualification certificates. Why didn't they see your press card?"

"Did the school not send it yet?"

Xiao Li asked, for reporters, generally these certificates have been passed in school.

But we are also worried that students will be deceived and unstable before they leave school, so press cards are usually mailed to students a few months after graduation.

"This one……"

After being reminded by Xiao Li, Shen Feiyin realized that she had graduated seven months ago and she had not yet received her press pass.

When she went out to work in the field before, her master would take her with her, or he would hold the certificate issued by the TV station.

Xiao Li just felt that the school was negligent, "You have to go find your instructor to find out what's going on. You must get your press pass as soon as possible."

After she finished speaking, another colleague happened to come looking for her and hurriedly walked over.

Shen Feiyin was still standing there, with a lot of thoughts in her mind. She took out her mobile phone and sent a message to her tutor.

Before waiting for a reply, Jin Zibo arrived at the TV station.

The two of them had a live broadcast in the afternoon, and Shen Feiyin had no choice but to put away her doubts.

She glanced at the locked cabinet, picked up the manuscript she had prepared in advance and walked to Kaneko Hiroshi.

The two discussed the process with each other.

And the Lan family on the other side.

These days, the Lan family's manor has been quiet, but Lan Wanrou's heart is agitated.

The relationship between the Lan family and the Gu family has gone through such a rough time, and it is not easy to repair it.

But her grandfather has not caused any trouble for her until now, and Lan Wanrou doesn't understand.

But I can only stay at home obediently, not daring to make any rash advances for fear of doing something wrong.

Mr. Lan didn't come down to eat today's lunch.

Lan Wanrou sat at the dining table and picked up her favorite dish. When she was about to bring it to her mouth, she stopped.

It's not her style to just sit back and wait for death.

She has to do something.

After sitting until the time when Mr. Lan was about to get up after his lunch break, Lan Wanrou picked up a cup of golden soybean that the servant had brewed just now.

This tea is Mr. Lan's favorite, and he drinks a cup every day after getting up from lunch break.

Holding the tea cup, Lan Wanrou walked upstairs step by step until she stood at the door of the study.

She took a deep breath, stretched out a hand, and knocked lightly on the door.

Two thumps.

There was no sound from the other side of the door. Lan Wanrou frowned worriedly and whispered, "Grandpa, I made tea for you."

Still no answer.

Lan Wanrou's heart was pressed into her throat by this silent breath. Was her grandfather really disappointed in her?
Following Mr. Lan, Lan Wanrou knew exactly how much Mr. Lan expected of her.

In the huge Lan family, only Mr. Lan truly treats her and protects her.

Without her grandfather's protection, could she still stay in the Lan family?

Thinking that she would become an orphan with nothing, even inferior to Shen Feiyin, Lan Wanrou looked nervous. "Grandpa, I really know I was wrong."

Her voice was crying.

If it had been the past, Mr. Lan would have let her in long ago.

But there was no movement at the moment, and with all kinds of mixed feelings in her heart, Lan Wanrou also sensed something was wrong.

Could it be...

Something happened to grandpa!
Lan Wanrou nervously put her hand on the door handle.

With a click, the door was opened.

The study room where various peerless books were stored was empty. The window opposite the table was open, and a gust of wind blew.

Lan Wanrou's mood became inexplicably tense again.

She walked slowly towards the study room. She originally wanted to put the tea cup on the table, but before she took two steps, her eyes were attracted by a painting on the desk.

That is?

Lan Wanrou approached the desk step by step. When her eyes came into contact with the scene on the painting, she shook her hand and poured some tea directly on the face of the person in the painting.

The face she almost hated was etched in her mind.

Why don't you recognize her name is Lan Wanrou?
The facial features of the person in this painting are [-]% similar to Shen Feiyin!The only thing that was different was the look in his eyes.

Shen Feiyin's eyes are always clear and stubborn, while the woman in the painting is aloof.

Lan Wanrou shook her hands, put down her tea cup, and wanted to pick up the painting and take a closer look.

"what are you doing?"

At the door, Mr. Lan's cold and stern voice came, and the painting Lan Wanrou had picked up in shock fell to the table again.

Seeing this, Mr. Lan walked quickly towards the desk.

He found that the portrait's face was wet. "Who asked you to move it!" Mr. Lan angrily yelled. He lifted it up and swung it towards Lan Wanrou's face.

A crisp sound of applause suddenly sounded in the study room.

Outside the door, a black figure heard the truth clearly.

Inside the door, Lan Wanrou looked at her grandfather in disbelief, covering her face with tears.

She seemed to understand why Grandpa Tomorrow would be so excited when he saw Shen Feiyin.

As for who the person in the painting was, Lan Wanrou had a rough guess.

Anger flashed in her eyes, Shen Feiyin, everything was Shen Feiyin... The overwhelming anger was about to swallow her up.

Completely unaware of what happened, Shen Feiyin sneezed twice in succession when she walked out of the live broadcast room.

"Are you OK?"

Kaneko Hiroshi handed him a tissue with concern.

Shen Feiyin shook her head, "It's okay, my nose is just itchy." She didn't know what was wrong, but she felt a chill on her back for no reason.

"I'm pregnant, I'm going to be a mother, and I don't know how to take good care of her." Jin Zibo didn't know that he was saying that Shen Feiyin didn't pay attention to her.

Still complaining about Gu Jinghao.

With displeasure on his face, Shen Feiyin smiled, "Master, stop lecturing me. Why haven't you seen Miss Chen for several days?"

When Shen Feiyin mentioned this matter, Jin Zibo hurriedly pulled up his hoodie and looked around as if he was investigating.

After finding that there was no suspicious target, he breathed a sigh of relief, "I won't tell you more, I have to take a step first." As if he was afraid that he would be caught if he walked slowly, Kaneko took a big step.

Regardless of what was behind him, Shen Feiyin still wanted to talk about confidential news.

Looking at Jin Zibo's back, Shen Feiyin sighed helplessly, walked back to her work station, and took out the bag containing the document bag.

After finishing the summary of today's work, Shen Feiyin walked downstairs with her bag on her back.

And behind her, not far or near, followed a strange man.

(End of this chapter)