Sweet Wife, be Good!

She said politely, Lan Feng gave her a deep look.

Xiao Yao glanced back at him, her eyes were much more calm, and she was less evasive than before. I am afraid that she can be regarded as a burden now.

This made Lan Feng feel a thorn in his heart, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

Lan Feng took the information and left.

Xiao Yao said to Chu Ning, "I'll bring you a copy after I call another day."

"Well," Chu Ning nodded.

"Then I will go to the hospital to accompany my grandma, and maybe I won't be able to come over this time." Xiao Yao said.

"Go, family is important. I'm the one here."

...

Xiao Yao went to the hospital and stayed with her grandma.

In the evening, Lan Feng called Xiao Yao and asked her to come out to see the plan.

Xiao Yao thought that grandma would be fine, so she came out.

Lan Feng waited for her in an upscale club.

Rarely, today he gave up his flowery and butterfly-like clothes, and wore a simple white T-shirt and jeans, and a thin windbreaker.

He was already dazzlingly handsome, and he became more handsome and handsome when he dressed like this today. Who would have thought that he was the owner of Maple Leaf Entertainment instead of an artist?

Xiao Yao came over, put the bag down, and said, "Master Feng finished reading so soon?"

"Anyway, it's okay recently. Most of them are good, but there are some small areas that need to be noted. In this way, you can get twice the result with half the effort." Lan Feng took a pen, wrote and painted on the paper, and told her that there was something What precautions.

His fingers are long and slender, and the words "Dragon, Phoenix and Phoenix Dance" have his own style, bold and free and easy.

Moreover, the points he put forward are really very useful.

It was Xiao Yao or even Chu Ning, which was unexpected.

He founded Maple Leaf Entertainment without relying on anyone's relationship. He is already completely familiar with this industry, and his professionalism is impressive.

Xiao Yao listened carefully, immersed in what he was talking about, and nodded frequently.

Occasionally, because what he said was too difficult to understand, he would frown and think.

Occasionally, she would put forward her own opinions and suggestions, and then looked at Lan Feng and waited for his explanation.

The more Lan Feng talked, the more interesting he became. When he finished speaking, he took a look at the time, and more than two hours had passed.

The coffee delivered by the waiter was completely cold.

Xiao Yao still looked at the plan, thoughtfully.

Lan Feng's gaze fell on her face. She looked plain and plain, and her temperament was plain, like a Qiu chrysanthemum that could not be competed for.

However, it is precisely this kind of autumn chrysanthemum that dyes a bright color in the autumn when the flowers are withered.

Seeing what she seemed to need to record, he passed the pen in his hand.

"Thank you," Xiao Yao took it and wrote down her thoughts seriously.

Lan Feng was about to speak.

Her mobile phone rang, and she picked it up, "Ming Hui? Well, something about work. Okay, I'll send you the address."

Guo Minghui said on the phone that she was coming to pick her up, and Xiao Yao naturally agreed.

Putting down the phone, she found that Lan Feng's gaze was on her face.

When Xiao Yao saw her sight, Lan Feng was taken aback and said, "Are you leaving?"

"Well, my friend came to pick me up. Today is really a lot." Xiao Yao packed up her things, "Thank you, Master Feng."

"See you tomorrow," Lan Feng said.

Xiao Yao's jaw: "See you tomorrow."