Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

She turned around and took off the microphone. There was no "beep beep" connection audio in the microphone. Almost the moment she took off the microphone, a gentle female voice came out, "Hi, may I help you?" Is it yours?"

"Uh," she didn't expect the line to be connected directly, "Hi, can you bring us two lunches, please?"

"Okay, can I follow your previous order?"

She was thinking about not knowing what to order, when she heard the question from the other side of the phone, she quickly agreed, "Yes."

"Okay, what else do you need?"

She looked at Ji Hang questioningly, Ji Hang leaned his head against the wall, looked at her and smiled, as if he didn't know what she was asking.

She had no choice but to respond to the other end of the phone, "No, no need. By the way, can you help me buy some antipyretics at the nearby pharmacy, and bring me a bottle of mineral water?" She left the antipyretics at the company and forgot to bring them.

"No problem. Please wait a moment, what you need will be delivered shortly."

After hanging up the phone, Gu Wanwan stared at the wall-mounted phone curiously for a while. Is this a direct phone directly connected to KFC?

Of course, she wouldn't think so when the elevator dinged 15 minutes later, and the staff in dark blue uniforms came in with a smile and pushed a beautiful and neat trolley—although she never left his eyes. With both hands, she still doesn't understand how he set up a simple dining table and chairs for two indoors in 30 seconds.

At the stall where she was surprised, a pure white silk tablecloth, sterling silver tableware, colorful salad and black pepper steak had already been laid on the table.A small medicine bottle was also placed next to the clean glass that had been poured with water, with raised writing on the bottom, "Special".

After a second look, the smiling employee had already bowed and left.

After half an hour, Gu Wanwan had completely lost the ability to be astonished, she sat down and cut a piece of steak, um, the meat was tender.Just as she was about to feast, she looked up at Cheng Jihang, who was sitting across from him, eating salad gracefully, put down the fork, and reached out to touch his forehead, "Is it still burning?"

Ji Hang closed his eyes and stroked her palm for a while, but didn't speak.

Fortunately, after staying with Cheng Jihang for a long time, talking to herself is a necessary skill. She withdrew her hand and said to herself, "It seems to be still hot." At this moment, she suddenly found a well-packaged thermometer on the corner of the dining table. This takeaway is really sweet.

She took Ji Hang's temperature, it was 38.2°, and the heat probably faded a bit.

But looking at the corners of his slightly dry lips, she still couldn't help stroking him gently with her fingertips, "Shall we go to the doctor after dinner?"

"You come with me."

He propped his forehead with one hand, and stared fixedly at her eyes for a while, which were as clear and clear as a newborn lamb.

His voice was a little hoarse, Gu Wanwan's heart softened, "Okay."

Ji Hang only ate some salad and refused to touch the medicine at all. He just sipped slowly with a glass of water and stared at her in a daze.

Wan Wan looked back at him at first, but was frightened by the unchanging tenderness in his eyes, so she had to lower her head, quickly ate a couple of mouthfuls, then jumped up and dragged him to see a doctor.

When she arrived at the underground parking lot, Gu Wanwan didn't see the Versailles 65. She looked around and was about to take out her mobile phone from her bag to call the driver. < The rear door of series2 suddenly opened. The driver in uniform held the door with one hand, and put the other hand against the top wall of the door to prevent hitting his head. "Miss Gu, please."

"Oh, thank you." She muttered, and found that the driver's face was very strange.