CEO,Cute Wife Comes

Five years later.

Lanjiang City Entertainment Group President Office, Chief Secretary of the president office, Dong secretary with a stack of documents walked, like a wind knock on the door, "Mr. Ling, the script has made progress."

"Come in."

A steady voice sounded from the office,

Secretary Dong opened the door, went straight to the desk, and respectfully said to the back behind the desk, "the writer for the rest of my life can't be contacted for the time being, but we have contacted her assistant. Her assistant said that Miss Dora is now studying in Europe, and she doesn't want to talk about the script for the time being, saying that everything is everything Leave it to the assistant. "

"Back figure" was silent for a few seconds and asked in a deep voice, "what's the situation revealed by the assistant?"

Secretary Dong was slightly stunned and serious. "I checked the price. At present, there are no less than six companies competing with us for this script. Three of them are our competitors, which are very competitive. After all, Miss Dora's achievements in the scriptwriting industry in recent years are really exaggerated. Only two plays are produced each year It must have been the top three of the year, so it's not surprising that it has become a hot item. "

"Did you talk to her assistant about the price?"

"After talking about it, the assistant meant that the price would go up and the strings would have to wait for Dora to come back."

"Then wait."

Secretary Dong slightly a Leng, "really want to wait? Even if Dora comes back, she may not cooperate with us, and according to their intention, the price of the play will be sky high in China. "

"The name of the play is" I'll be with you for the rest of my life. "

"Well." Secretary Dong answered without hesitation.

"Wait."

A cold word reverberates in such a large office.

Secretary Dong nodded and immediately reported other things. "Tomorrow evening, the presidents of the two companies competing with us for the" rest of our lives "will be present at the masquerade dance jointly held by the media industry. If Mr. Ling doesn't go, do you need someone to go there for you?"

"No, I'm free tomorrow night."

Smell speech, Dong Secretary slightly a Leng, in the eyes flash a trace of amazement.

In front of the French window, the tall and straight figure is still the same as that in those years, which makes people unable to move their eyes, but looks at from the back, which is a little lonely.

"I see. I'll arrange to reply to their organizers."

There was a sound of closing the door in the office.

He turned around, and his facial features were just like those in those days, but there were some mottled marks hidden between his eyebrows and black hair, which made his mental outlook look a little bad. He opened the office chair behind him, sat down, and found a picture and a black suede box from the second drawer on his left.

In the velvet box, a man's watch was ticking along. It had a blue glass surface, a dark dial, a black leather strap, and a simple and atmospheric style. He rubbed the box, and his eyes were filled with a trace of sadness.

The picture originally put on the second floor of the drawer has been framed and placed on the desk. In the wooden photo frame, the pure girl in her ponytail and school uniform is smiling brightly and brightly.

Secretary Dong out of the office, just returned to the Secretary office, saw a sneaky figure in the door is wandering.

She gave a cold voice, "Xiao Pengfei, if you don't work at work, why do you come here to hang around? Don't want to do it? "

"Sister Dong, I just want to ask what happened to the dance held in foreign countries tomorrow night. Ling always doesn't go. If I don't go, I have to buy a suit in advance..."

Secretary Dong gave him a white eye and said, "don't think about it. General Ling will go by himself."

"What?" Xiao Pengfei exclaimed.

"What did you do with a surprise?" Secretary Dong didn't like to scold.

"No

Xiao Pengfei looked puzzled. He pulled out the chair of the Secretary's office and sat in front of secretary Dong's desk. Facing her, he turned around and looked at the closed door of the president's office. He lowered his voice,

"didn't you tell me that tomorrow is the death day of Mr. Ling, and he will disappear all day at this time of every year?"

Secretary Dong frowned and subconsciously looked at the empty desk next to him. His expression was complicated and he sighed, "maybe, from this year on, everything is normal."

……

In Fuli Lun state rehabilitation treatment center, there was a woman in striped hospital uniform. She was graceful and graceful. Her broad medical uniform could not block her good figure. What's more, her face covered with bandages showed only a pair of big clear eyes, shining like a clear pool.

"This is the 16th operation this year. If you don't succeed, I don't know how long you can stand it."

In front of her hospital bed, it was the Chinese American female doctor Kerry who helped her remove the gauze. Her beautiful and delicate facial features had a rare and tense look. Now she was wearing sterile gloves and gradually removing the gauze from her face.The gauze mixed with herbs was removed from her face. Gradually, the jade white skin inside the bandage could be seen. Carey's hand gave a slight pause and took a deep breath.

"Why are you more nervous than me?"

The female patient suddenly opened her mouth. Her voice was heavy metal, some hoarse, like a singer singing rock music or a drug addict who smoked all year round. However, such hoarseness made people feel itchy in the throat, and everyone who heard the voice felt something was stirring the heartstrings.

The tone was casual, and did not seem to worry about his appearance after removing the gauze.

Carey laughed and said, "can't you be nervous? I haven't seen anyone who has undergone more than 180 skin grafts in five years. What a good medical case. If it succeeds, it will be a great contribution in the history of medicine. Are you really not nervous? If it's your own face, you're not afraid of failure? "

"It's 181 times. If you count this time, it's 182 times. Too many failures."

Under the gauze, the lips of the female patient curled up a slight radian,

"but I'm used to it. In fact, this face is not mine now."

"And you're going to suffer from it?"

The gauze in Carey's hand turned again, and the woman's face was showing her nose, small and upright, with a bit of playfulness, but she was more nervous and had to use words to distract her attention.

"It was just a little ugly after the burn was repaired five years ago. If you don't mind, why do you have such a big operation again and again?"

The female patient's hands were clasped on her knees, and a trace of tenderness suddenly appeared in her flat tone. "He is going to go to kindergarten soon. I'm afraid other children will laugh at him."

As he spoke, the last lap of gauze had fallen from his eyes and onto his knees.

Carey clenched his hand, looked at her face, and gasped slowly. "I think whatever it is, you've made the right decision."

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