Chapter 102 (1/2)
Ye Huanyan sleeps in a daze on the seat. When she wakes up, all the people who go to eat in the cabin come back. Guan Nai on the side of her body changes into a fresh white dress and lies on the side of her body to keep her eyes closed.
She raised her wrist and looked at the time. It was still four hours before the plane landed. Thinking that there were still many things to be done when she got off the plane, she had to support herself and go to the restaurant to find something to eat.
The restaurant is empty and quiet.
The stewardess brought food. She ate slowly and looked at the scenery outside the window. Above the clouds, large groups of white ”cotton wadding” floated by. She could not see the ground.
”Secretary Ye.” There was a sweet female voice on her side.
Ye Huan Yan turned his head, a little stunned.
”My name is Zhao Bingqing. I'm friends with Xiaoxue. I'll sit behind you.”
”Well, I'm impressed.”
Ye Huanyan reluctantly smiles,
Zhao Bingqing's smile is very sweet. There is a small dimple at the corner of her mouth. Looking at the innocence, she pushes a glass of water to Ye Huan's face, and Yang Yang explains the same cup in her hand,
”I don't think you look very well. Is that the one coming? I've just asked for brown sugar water from the stewardess these two days. By the way, I asked for a glass for you. You can drink it while it's hot. ”
Ye Huanyan is slightly stunned, warm in the heart.
”Thank you.”
Although she is not on holiday, being cared by strangers always makes people feel that there is a trace of warmth in the world,
”Take your time. I'll go back first.”
Back on the seat, Zhao Bingqing does not hide his pride in his eyes. Ruixue frowns at her,
”Did you really put that thing down?”
”Don't worry, just two drops. It's not too much. It's OK. At least she can guarantee that she doesn't have the strength to harass Mr. Ling in the last few hours on the plane.”
In the corner Lin Jie's eyes, he hesitated, ”Bingqing, what do you want to do with that medicine?”
Zhao Bingqing's face froze and his words stopped for a moment.
Ruixue pulled Lin Jie's sleeve, ”don't ask, how many female artists didn't bring on the plane? I'm sure even Enron has a copy. ”
The company's so-called grand gathering of collective travel, artists go to the rich businessmen, and the rich businessmen come to the beautiful women. After a grand gathering, what kind of sparks can be produced depends on their own abilities. The means are dirty or dirty. People in the circle never mention it. The winner is the one who can ascend the throne.