Anyang pinched her beautiful face and said, "Let's sleep."

...

The rising sun is like fire, rising in the horizon.

Anyang sat on the windowsill, facing the golden sunlight from the horizon, next to it was a thick black curtain, Xiaoqian was practicing in the darkness separated by a curtain.

She has been getting harder and harder recently.

A ringtone suddenly rang on the phone, and a delicate-faced woman's avatar jumped on the screen, wearing just the right light makeup, looking generous and beautiful.

"Um?"

Anyang was stunned for a moment, looked at the three words Song Hanshan under the avatar, and quickly realized it and answered the phone with a stroke of his finger.

There was no hesitation on the other end of the phone and said generously: "Am I Anyang? I am Song Hanshan."

"I'm Anyang, what's wrong with you?"

Song Hanshan paused and asked back: "Whoever says it's okay can't call you!"

An Yang smiled helplessly: "A white, rich and beautiful like you, young, beautiful and capable, how can you call a mortal like me if you have nothing to do?"

"Ahhh... I just think you are praising me." Song Hanshan said, "But there are no white and rich beauty now. I'm almost gone to work."

"Manager Song, you're joking again."

"No kidding, the board of directors of Mingyang Group is panicked, and Manager Song can't do it anymore."

An Yang was a little surprised: "Why, haven't you done a good job?"

Song Hanshan sighed: "Things in the mall are changing rapidly, who can say it correctly? I don't know when a company will emerge and will squeeze out our space to live."

Anyang was stunned for a moment and asked, "Which company?"

Song Hanshan said: "You are not from our job, and you may not know it if you tell you. No, do you know about Qixing and Yin Yang? It's that group, and you have the same surname as you!"

Anyang was speechless for a while.

It's exactly the same as I guessed!

"Are you talking about An's Electronics?"

"right!"
Chapter completed!