[Rong Qian: Madam, the Boss has seen your pretentious video and the aesthetic screenshot. Also, room number 6901.]
What's a pretentious video?
And what's an aesthetic screenshot?
The message was vague, but Ye Wan knew that Lu Changchuan had arrived in Los Angeles.
And he was also at this hotel.
Too busy to think about him.
After finishing the program and returning to the hotel, there was time to think about him, yet without a phone to contact him.
Knowing he was here now, Ye Wan's heart suddenly raced, even the blood flowing through her heart seemed hot.
In room 6901, Lu Changchuan was sitting behind the desk, looking at files on the computer.
These were for tomorrow's meeting with that Johnson executive from AM Group.
His heart seemed to be split into two halves.
One half was rehearsing tomorrow's meeting negotiations.
The other half was focused on the nightlight outside the window, hoping Wanwan would come back soon.
