157: I saw Yin Meng Die

I saw Yin Meng Die

I didn't know why, but I started to talk nonstop. Gao Yinan did n' t interrupt me either. Just like that, we chatted one by one until midnight. 0

The staff in the corridor saw Gao Yinan standing in front of the window to make a phone call. Sometimes, they frowned and sometimes they smiled faintly. He wasn't bored at all by this long and boring phone call. It seemed that he was even more happy about it.

"F*ck, Brother Xiu Wen, is the boss evil? Is he talking on the phone now? It has been an hour." The SAM at the side looked at his watch Gao Yinan muttered.

Xiu Wen frowned slightly." Just do your business. Oh, wait a moment. The boss's schedule will be delayed for one day tomorrow."

SAM looked at Xiu Wen in surprise and immediately understood. He chuckled and left.

I leaned against the bed and glanced at the alarm clock on the table. More than an hour had passed." Ah!" It's already so late. I' m sorry, I've talked too much. I' ve been chatting with you for so long, you... "It's still daytime. Are you busy with your work? Then I' ll hang up first!"

Instantly, I realized that my time in the United States and China was the opposite. I actually called him now. Gao Yinan every day, every day, every day, every day, every day, every hour, I couldn't imagine what he was feeling when he was chatting with me.

Before he could say anything, I immediately hung up and buried myself in the blanket.

After talking nonsense for an hour, he didn't even get to the point. He struggled to get to sleep and did n' t know what time he had to sleep. The next day, he was woken up by Xiao Yu. He was surprised to see me holding a pair of panda eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, what happened to you last night? "No, no, no. Hurry up and apply an eye mask. I'll help you pack your things and wash up. Are you planning to keep an eye on this pair of panda eyes for the summit?"

I rubbed my eyes and half-narrowed into the bathroom. Was it as exaggerated as he said? When I entered the bathroom, I opened my eyes as wide as possible. When I woke up and saw myself in the mirror, I was shocked. The dark circles in my eyes were really heavy. It was all Gao Yinan's fault. I should n' t have called me last night.

According to what Wen Yu had said, I had tried to quickly recover by applying a mask and applying eye cream. Although I wasn't the type of person who paid attention to appearance, at least everyone had a love for beauty. After 8:30, I set off.

"Where are the clothes?" Wen Yu looked at me and asked in a daze.

"Isn't he wearing it?" I looked at myself. My professional attire was very capable, and it was suitable for such large-scale meetings.

Wen Yu helplessly supported his forehead." I'm talking about clothes to wear at the banquet tonight. Forget it. I' ll send you over first. It's almost too late. I' ll come back later to help you get them. If you're so grown-up, why are you so careless?"

Being taught a lesson by a little brother was really embarrassing.

Wen Yu sent me to the venue of the summit. The summit was held at the Hilton Hotel. I took a deep breath and went in. Miss Protocol West brought me to the venue and received a badge to sit in the large conference room.

Every seat had a name on it. I quickly searched for my seat. At this moment, the seat in the venue was almost finished. However, after looking around, I couldn't find a seat with my name resting on it.

My cheeks immediately burned. I'm afraid it might have caused a huge commotion.

"Everyone, the meeting is about to begin. Please join us as soon as possible." The host was tidying up the order on the stage, and my palms were sweating. I felt a little uneasy. If I were to lose face here, it would be too embarrassing.

"Xiao Bei, this way." When William saw him waving at me at the door, I let out a sigh of relief and hurried over.

She bowed in embarrassment. "Mr. William."

"Your seat is here. Come in and have a seat." He led me in. I was stunned. This was the best place to see. Only top designers like William had the right to sit. How could my seat be arranged here?

"Well, did you make a mistake? How can I sit here?" I asked timidly. I turned around and looked at the right corner. Su An was only fit to be there. How could I be here?

"Miss Luo, hello. I've heard your name for a long time." The gentleman next to my seat greeted me with a smile. I was stunned. Italian designer Yang, I was flattered by his greeting.

"Hello, hello." I quickly reached out to shake his hand.

This summit gave me too many surprises. It was far beyond my imagination. Just like Gao Yinan said, being able to participate in this summit would allow me to learn a lot of things. It also allowed me to have a new understanding of this industry. I had more ideas and ideas in my mind.

The summit was basically an exchange of experience between designers from all over the world. As a newcomer, it was already quite satisfying for me to have the opportunity to learn and listen to their opinions and experiences.

After the summit ended, I was filled with confidence. I was extremely happy. I had never felt so full before. Holding a notebook full of notes, I was about to leave proudly. However, I didn't expect a quiet female voice from behind me. I was called out and I turned around. I saw a woman, even in a suit, who could n' t hide her glory. Her fair skin and warm eyes were like a woman walking out of a Chinese cartoon. She said that she was a powerful woman, and she had some tenderness in her strength.

"Yin... Yin... "Meng Die, Senior Yin." I quickly bowed ninety degrees and did not dare to raise my head. Seeing how nervous I was, she burst into laughter.

"I'm sorry, I do n' t mean to laugh at you. I just think you're too cute. Are you Xiao Bei?"

I slowly straightened up. Looking at her face, I could not bear to look away." Yes, Senior, my name is Luo Bei. I am from China."

"I know. You don't have to be so nervous. This old woman must be too scary." "You're so cute."

I quickly waved my hand." No... No, Senior, you're not old at all. You' re just like Big Sis. I'm too excited to see Senior. I... I'm happy... A little ……"

I was a little incoherent and didn't know what to say. She walked up and smiled gently.

"You're such an interesting child. Seeing you makes me feel like I' m looking at my daughter. You're probably only three or four years older than my daughter. Oh right, I forgot to say that you know my daughter. She often mentions you to me."

I was so shocked that I couldn't say anything. Do we know her daughter?

Seeing my expression, she smiled even better. She couldn't tell that she was the mother of a nineteen or twenty-year-old girl.

"My daughter is Ouyang Jingjing."

I was dumbfounded. I didn't even dare to breathe. After living quietly for so long, I did n' t know that Yin Meng Die was her mother.

pqdm.com