The president of the rebirth of the movie queen lives next door

Chapter 161 Identification Results
The big boss didn't move, watching her awkwardly greeting her silently.

Miss Shen withdrew her hand embarrassingly,
"Boss, you live here too?"

The man withdrew his gaze, hummed lightly and walked towards the elevator.

Why does the dignified boss still live in the artist's apartment?Does the Cheng family have no house for their young master?
Miss Shen howled in her heart, but followed the man all the way to the elevator, and then continued howling in her heart,

He still lives in the same building as me!
Then she watched the big boss press the elevator floor and continued howling,
They still live on the same floor as me! ... Doesn't seem right?

There are only two apartments on the top floor.

Then I live in one, and the other is...

Ms. Shen was expressionless, and the howling in her heart was about to burst into the sky at this moment.

The big boss lives next door to me!
The neighbor who plays the piano is Cheng Damowang!
Secretary Liu, why are you cheating on me!
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The distance from the 36th floor is neither long nor short.

But it was enough for the silence to make the airtight space delicate.

Shen Pianlu didn't speak, her eyes fell into the void without focus and concentrated on performing the theater in her brain, so she didn't see the man standing behind her staring at her intently, those deep eyes like the abyss of the star sea were vaguely reflected in the On the smooth elevator door, silent and focused.

As long as Shen Pianlu raised his head for a moment, he could find the strange eyes, and the stares that could be completed with just a moment of raising his head, were finally broken by the sound of the door opening.

The elevator door opened to both sides, and Shen Pianliu looked up, the shadow on the door split and shattered, and she walked out first.

Before opening the door, she finally couldn't help it, and turned to the man behind her and asked,

"Boss, why do you live here?"

The man who was pressing the password paused for a moment, then turned his head and raised his brow slightly,
"Why can't I live here?"

The elegant and deep voice firmly suppressed Miss Shen's crazy curiosity, she could only smile,
"That's right, I will take care of you as a neighbor from now on!"

Ms. Shen's smile was bright and friendly, but the man just swept the door lightly, pulled the door, entered the room, and closed the door.

The series of actions flowed smoothly and without pause.

Ms. Shen's smile froze on her face before she could take it back. Three seconds later, her door was thrown with a loud bang.

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The annoyed Ms. Shen started calling Secretary Liu after returning to the room.

"Can you explain to me what's going on? Isn't it the artist's apartment? The big boss has also debuted?"

Secretary Liu replied without changing his expression,
"Isn't it an artist's apartment when you live in it?"

Shen Pianlu came to a sudden,
"From the very beginning, what you arranged for me was not an artist's apartment." After a pause, she frowned suspiciously,

"More importantly, why did you arrange me to live next to the big boss? Your behavior is very strange, Secretary Liu."

My strange behavior is based on the boss's strange attitude.

Secretary Liu slandered in his heart, but on the surface he turned from defense to offense very cleverly.

"Miss Pianyi, don't you want to live? I can arrange for you to change to an artist's apartment, but you may still need to share with someone else."

Ms. Shen immediately hesitated, and the original questioning of the teacher immediately turned into a entanglement. After thinking for a while, she felt that the house was more important than the neighbors.

So Secretary Liu heard a weary "forget it" from over there.

After the busy message, Secretary Liu put away his phone and gave himself a thumbs up from the bottom of his heart with a blank expression.

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Three days later, Cheng Zhiyuan received a call from the appraisal center to report the results.

In the evening, the sunset glow has not yet burned out, and it is reflected on the tall glass windows of Shengshi Building, like a fuzzy burning fire.

For a long time, he couldn't speak a word.

The repeated "Mr. Cheng" in the receiver was isolated, and it took him a long time to move the hand holding the phone. His palm, which was always cold, was already wet.

Then he opened his mouth and heard his hoarse and cracked voice,
"I'll come here to get the results...you wait until you get off work."

　I hope tomorrow there will be no power outage and crying

　　My eyes are swollen into buns after staying up late for the past two days

　　Hey, hey, give me tickets, you guys
　　
　
(End of this chapter)