Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

But the face in front of him is so familiar, except that his IQ suddenly dropped to the level of a child, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a fake Suntech president.

Holding the documents, she walked out of the office step by step backwards. As soon as she went out, she immediately hung up the long-distance call to Amanda, "Amanda, the president is not quite right today..."

Amanda remained calm, and waited for her to describe the situation in detail, "You mean, the president seems to be on drugs today?"

"That's right, that's right! And it's not the kind of K-fan ecstasy in a nightclub, it's as if you've just smoked marijuana!" Gu Wanwan's heart was beating so fast, the president was taking drugs, should she call 110 immediately?

Amanda rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone, "It's okay, he just has a fever."

"Fever?" Wanwan's ending sound was raised high, "Then, should I buy some antipyretics for him? Or call the family doctor?"

"No need, he won't take medicine." Amanda raised her hand and looked at her watch, "You just have to wait for his fever to subside by himself tomorrow."

"You guys are lucky today. Please tell the downstairs, if there are any proposals that cannot be passed or loss-making corporate reports, please submit them as soon as possible." Before hanging up the phone, Amanda said the last sentence.

Cheng Jihang handled business like this all morning. After the meeting, Gu Wanwan went into the conference room to pack up the equipment, but found that he hadn't left. His eyes were slightly closed and he half leaned on the back of the chair. His face was very pale, as if a little tired.

She walked up to him lightly and called softly, but there was no response.

He pursed his lips tightly, frowned slightly, breathed very shallowly, opened his neckline slightly, showing a beautiful collarbone, his face was tough and thin, and he had the abstinence atmosphere in black and white movies.

Gu Wanwan hurriedly looked away, and felt the temperature of his forehead with the back of her hand.

The forehead is very hot.

Her hands are cold.

Ji Hang's eyelashes trembled uneasily for a moment, and finally slowly opened them.

His eyes were very confused, he stared blankly at her for a moment, then closed them again.

He had a nice boyish look on his face.

Gu Wanwan sighed softly, poured out the pills from the medicine bottle, held a cup of warm water in one hand, bowed and whispered in his ear, "Take the medicine, okay?"

His eyes are still closed.

She held the pill with her right hand and brought it to his lips.

He lowered his head slightly, and his soft lips touched the edge of her palm, like a gentle deer lowered his head and sniffed the dewy green grass, then backed away.

Her hand trembled uncontrollably, and the pills fell from the palm of her hand, all over the floor.

The air was as still as a piece of glass that was about to shatter.

She slowly withdrew her right hand, which was stuck in the air, and covered her heart—her heart beat so fast and heavy.

She turned her back and looked out of the window, where the sky was as blue as washing, the green hills were like daisy, and the large clouds were pressing on the sky, rolling and rushing, it was pressed so low and flowed so fast, as if it would rush into people's chest in the next moment .

Gu Wanwan suddenly closed her eyes and calmed herself down before turning back and taking a half step back, "President, I'll take you home to rest."

Cheng Jihang stared at her for a moment with his eyes wide open, then suddenly smiled slightly, "Okay".

She refrained from helping him, and Ji Hang didn't really need help, he shook his head, stood up while leaning on the table legs.

Although his footsteps were weak, he walked to the elevator smoothly.

Xia Tian looked at them in surprise, opened her mouth wide and mouthed silently, and asked her if she wanted to call the security guards to come up to help.