Chapter 1015
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Huarong is no longer there. She wants to develop again when she comes back to Tongcheng. It is another fierce battle. In three years, the entertainment industry is changing rapidly. If she doesn't recover well, she can't hold her job.
Ronan was sleeping in the shade of a tree.
The cell phone in my pocket rings.
Ronan opened his eyes in confusion and took out his mobile phone to have a look.
It's a local number in London. It looks familiar.
Ronan first pressed the answer button: "hello?"
"It's me." Inside came a man's calm voice line, "listen to Fengjin say you are still alive, do you have time today, we come out to chat."
Luonan did not expect that the first person to call her was Yan Qingfeng.
She hesitated for a moment and thought about it. She also planned to ask yanqingfeng about Xiaoyu, so she agreed.
It takes about half an hour to take a taxi to the coffee shop reserved by yanqingfeng.
Yan Qingfeng ordered a separate box. Luonan asked Fu Tingyuan the direction of the house number, and then looked for it.
The balcony on the top floor is next to the window. When Ronan first pushes the door in, he sees a man sitting on the sofa, with his notebook on his knee, processing documents.
Like Fu Tingyuan, he was a busy man, and he did not dare to slack off his work.
Ronan walked over and said with a smile, "am I too late?"
Yan Qingfeng raised his head and looked at her. Although he had already made psychological preparations, he could not help but feel a little trance when he saw the man who had been dead for three years standing in front of him alive.
Luo Nanchu came to sit in front of him. Yan Qingfeng came back to himself and closed the notebook on his lap and handed it to the assistant beside him. Then he laughed and said, "No. I'm just here. "
The waiter came in and brought a pot of coffee. Yan Qingfeng poured a cup for her very gentlemanly.
Ronan took a sip of coffee at the beginning. The coffee without sugar frowned bitterly.
"Sorry, I don't like sugar in my coffee." Yan Qingfeng handed over the cream, "I forgot to tell the waiter. I'm sorry."
Ronan first spit out her tongue, is really bitter, she put the cream and sugar into the coffee cup, helpless smile: "you who do not put sugar and coffee shop people's tongue must be different."
Yan Qingfeng laughed, "for me, drinking coffee is just for refreshing, not for enjoyment. It doesn't need to be delicious, it just needs to be swallowed. "
"That's why I said, your tongues are different." She took a sip of the coffee, confirmed the sweetness was normal, and then slowly put it back. It's so bitter. It's really exciting and refreshing to drink. But she didn't appreciate it.
Yan Qingfeng laughed, shrugged his shoulders and leaned back on the chair.
The atmosphere was harmonious.
After the exchange of greetings, Luo Nan Chu raised her head and looked at him. She pinned the broken hair in her ear behind her head and asked in a light and gentle voice, "I don't know what you can do for me, young master Fu?"
Yan Qingfeng took a sip of coffee, then calmly looked at her and asked, "I heard that you came back to live with Tingyuan for three days. How do you think he is compared with three years ago?"
Luo Nan was stunned for a moment, then he said with a smile: "very good. Very severe. It makes me happy and proud, as I thought
Her voice is calm and calm, and her smile is bright and bright. Yan Qingfeng knows that this sentence is sincere.
He leaned back on the sofa, sighed softly, and turned his head to look out of the window.
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Huarong is no longer there. She wants to develop again when she comes back to Tongcheng. It is another fierce battle. In three years, the entertainment industry is changing rapidly. If she doesn't recover well, she can't hold her job.
Ronan was sleeping in the shade of a tree.
The cell phone in my pocket rings.
Ronan opened his eyes in confusion and took out his mobile phone to have a look.
It's a local number in London. It looks familiar.
Ronan first pressed the answer button: "hello?"
"It's me." Inside came a man's calm voice line, "listen to Fengjin say you are still alive, do you have time today, we come out to chat."
Luonan did not expect that the first person to call her was Yan Qingfeng.
She hesitated for a moment and thought about it. She also planned to ask yanqingfeng about Xiaoyu, so she agreed.
It takes about half an hour to take a taxi to the coffee shop reserved by yanqingfeng.
Yan Qingfeng ordered a separate box. Luonan asked Fu Tingyuan the direction of the house number, and then looked for it.
The balcony on the top floor is next to the window. When Ronan first pushes the door in, he sees a man sitting on the sofa, with his notebook on his knee, processing documents.
Like Fu Tingyuan, he was a busy man, and he did not dare to slack off his work.
Ronan walked over and said with a smile, "am I too late?"
Yan Qingfeng raised his head and looked at her. Although he had already made psychological preparations, he could not help but feel a little trance when he saw the man who had been dead for three years standing in front of him alive.
Luo Nanchu came to sit in front of him. Yan Qingfeng came back to himself and closed the notebook on his lap and handed it to the assistant beside him. Then he laughed and said, "No. I'm just here. "
The waiter came in and brought a pot of coffee. Yan Qingfeng poured a cup for her very gentlemanly.
Ronan took a sip of coffee at the beginning. The coffee without sugar frowned bitterly.
"Sorry, I don't like sugar in my coffee." Yan Qingfeng handed over the cream, "I forgot to tell the waiter. I'm sorry."
Ronan first spit out her tongue, is really bitter, she put the cream and sugar into the coffee cup, helpless smile: "you who do not put sugar and coffee shop people's tongue must be different."
Yan Qingfeng laughed, "for me, drinking coffee is just for refreshing, not for enjoyment. It doesn't need to be delicious, it just needs to be swallowed. "
"That's why I said, your tongues are different." She took a sip of the coffee, confirmed the sweetness was normal, and then slowly put it back. It's so bitter. It's really exciting and refreshing to drink. But she didn't appreciate it.
Yan Qingfeng laughed, shrugged his shoulders and leaned back on the chair.
The atmosphere was harmonious.
After the exchange of greetings, Luo Nan Chu raised her head and looked at him. She pinned the broken hair in her ear behind her head and asked in a light and gentle voice, "I don't know what you can do for me, young master Fu?"
Yan Qingfeng took a sip of coffee, then calmly looked at her and asked, "I heard that you came back to live with Tingyuan for three days. How do you think he is compared with three years ago?"
Luo Nan was stunned for a moment, then he said with a smile: "very good. Very severe. It makes me happy and proud, as I thought
Her voice is calm and calm, and her smile is bright and bright. Yan Qingfeng knows that this sentence is sincere.
He leaned back on the sofa, sighed softly, and turned his head to look out of the window.
Huarong is no longer there. She wants to develop again when she comes back to Tongcheng. It is another fierce battle. In three years, the entertainment industry is changing rapidly. If she doesn't recover well, she can't hold her job. Ronan was sleeping in the shade of a tree. The cell phone in my pocket rings. Ronan opened his eyes in confusion and took out his mobile phone to have a look. It's a local number in London. It looks familiar. Ronan first pressed the answer button: "hello?" "It's me." Inside came a man's calm voice line, "listen to Fengjin say you are still alive, do you have time today, we come out to chat." Luonan did not expect that the first person to call her was Yan Qingfeng. She hesitated for a moment and thought about it. She also planned to ask yanqingfeng about Xiaoyu, so she agreed. It takes about half an hour to take a taxi to the coffee shop reserved by yanqingfeng. Yan Qingfeng ordered a separate box. Luonan asked Fu Tingyuan the direction of the house number, and then looked for it. The balcony on the top floor is next to the window. When Ronan first pushes the door in, he sees a man sitting on the sofa, with his notebook on his knee, processing documents. Like Fu Tingyuan, he was a busy man, and he did not dare to slack off his work. Ronan walked over and said with a smile, "am I too late?" Yan Qingfeng raised his head and looked at her. Although he had already made psychological preparations, he could not help but feel a little trance when he saw the man who had been dead for three years standing in front of him alive. Luo Nanchu came to sit in front of him. Yan Qingfeng came back to himself and closed the notebook on his lap and handed it to the assistant beside him. Then he laughed and said, "No. I'm just here. " The waiter came in and brought a pot of coffee. Yan Qingfeng poured a cup for her very gentlemanly. Ronan took a sip of coffee at the beginning. The coffee without sugar frowned bitterly. "Sorry, I don't like sugar in my coffee." Yan Qingfeng handed over the cream, "I forgot to tell the waiter. I'm sorry." Ronan first spit out her tongue, is really bitter, she put the cream and sugar into the coffee cup, helpless smile: "you who do not put sugar and coffee shop people's tongue must be different." Yan Qingfeng laughed, "for me, drinking coffee is just for refreshing, not for enjoyment. It doesn't need to be delicious, it just needs to be swallowed. " "That's why I said, your tongues are different." She took a sip of the coffee, confirmed the sweetness was normal, and then slowly put it back. It's so bitter. It's really exciting and refreshing to drink. But she didn't appreciate it. Yan Qingfeng laughed, shrugged his shoulders and leaned back on the chair. The atmosphere was harmonious. After the exchange of greetings, Luo Nan Chu raised her head and looked at him. She pinned the broken hair in her ear behind her head and asked in a light and gentle voice, "I don't know what you can do for me, young master Fu?" Yan Qingfeng took a sip of coffee, then calmly looked at her and asked, "I heard that you came back to live with Tingyuan for three days. How do you think he is compared with three years ago?" Luo Nan was stunned for a moment, then he said with a smile: "very good. Very severe. It makes me happy and proud, as I thought Her voice is calm and calm, and her smile is bright and bright. Yan Qingfeng knows that this sentence is sincere. He leaned back on the sofa, sighed softly, and turned his head to look out of the window.
