Prosperous Marriage: Unspoken Rules in the Entertainment Industry

Wasn't it because Cheng Jihang was too low-key, no information about him could be found on the Internet, and she only remembered that his name was "Prince Shen", so she made a mistake and gave it to... She pressed the elevator fingerprint with a sigh.

No, it can't be like this, you have to forget the bad things and keep happy in order to work hard.She shook her head vigorously, and to boost her morale, she whispered "Open Sesame" to the gradually opening elevator doors.

Gu Wanwan, who is a dick at heart, quickly forgot the unpleasantness just now, and thought while pressing the elevator button, next time he should try Harry Potter's door-opening spell "Alahoo Hole Open".

"Wait." A hand stopped the almost completely closed elevator. The fingers of that hand were slender and slender, with well-defined joints. The color of the back of the hand was very similar to the plaster color of Greek sculptures. It was uniformly pale, and faint blue blood vessels could be seen on the surface.

it's beautiful.Gu Wanwan thought while leaning over to press the elevator door open button.

What she didn't expect was that it was Cheng Jihang who came in.

He changed into a light gray suit, which matched the color of his eyes and looked good.

She froze for a moment, called "Mr. Cheng", took half a step back, and leaned against the elevator wall.

He seems to have heard it, but he doesn't seem to hear it, just like he seems to see her, but he doesn't seem to see her. His expression is always so cold, and she will never understand what he is thinking.

Gu Wanwan curled her lips at herself, her accent seemed to fall on the word "Cheng".

Standing with his back to her, he suddenly reached out and pressed the elevator button.

She could see the buttons for two floors turn red.

Maybe he was going down, or someone was there waiting to see him.Gu Wanwan blinked her eyes, thinking.

But the elevator doors opened and closed, and no one came up, nor did he get out.

Could it be that the boss's inspection job is to randomly pick two floors every day and look in the elevator?

When she reached the 36th floor, she deliberately slowed down her pace, two steps behind him, and secretly put down an ocean blue glass lunch box with sea moon jellyfish printed on the surface on Xia Tian's table.

It was a bento made by herself, and she liked this lively and lovely little girl very much.

Seeing Cheng Jihang enter the office, she immediately rushed to the tea room to squeeze the vegetable juice.

After putting the fruit and vegetables into the juicer and pressing the button, she immediately ran back to the lobby to find Amanda.

"Amanda, why did the president come back? It takes nine hours from City C to London, and I only booked him a plane ticket yesterday."

Amanda looked a little tired, but she was probably afraid that she would get into trouble again like yesterday, so she sighed and decided to answer her question in detail, "It was delivered by the private jet of Mr. Holt, a London media tycoon, and it arrived at seven o'clock this morning. Landing. Don’t know if he had any rest at night, I got work emails at two and four in the morning.”

But he looks fine this morning, with no dark circles under his eyes.She thought about it carefully and was sure not.

"The president doesn't have a private jet?" If a person can't even tolerate advertisements produced by other companies, how can he patiently wait for frequent delays and missed flights?

"There used to be, but it crashed in the Canary Islands while flying across the Atlantic Ocean in May this year. The president was on the plane at that time. Although there was nothing serious about parachuting in time, the board of directors has been very resistant to the company's purchase of private jets since then. President I made a fuss about this twice, but because the company’s main affairs are handled in the Greater China region during this period, and there are not many business trips, it’s okay.”

"Am...amanda," Gu Wanwan said pale after delivering the vegetable juice, "The president asked me to buy a plane."