Shining Stars: First Producer

Lu Cheng quietly watched Song Moran's fingers or the nib of the pen he was pinching kept moving on the smooth paper, and did not speak all the time.

Song Moran, on the other hand, enjoys the unique sweet fragrance that belongs to Lucheng's body at the tip of his nose.

Without the disturbance of others, the warmth gradually spread in the quiet space.

This is what Assistant Song saw when he opened the door and came in. The two people sitting together looked as beautiful as a painting.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, Song Moran and Lu Cheng looked up at the same time, but Song Moran's eyes were calm, while Lu Cheng's eyes were filled with embarrassment.

Under the gaze of the two eyes, Assistant Song hesitated at the door, wondering if he should take a step inside.

Although Lu Cheng was often hugged by Song Moran, and even ignored in public, Lu Cheng was still not used to it until now. After seeing Assistant Song, he struggled to get up and stood beside him.

Feeling that his arms were empty in an instant, Song Moran's eyes changed, and he looked at Assistant Song with some dissatisfaction.

Feeling the change in Song Moran's eyes sensitively, Assistant Song paused for a moment and wanted to turn around and retreat, but at this moment he suddenly heard Song Moran's voice.

"What do you want to say?" Song Moran frowned and asked in a deep voice.

Assistant Song had already turned around and stopped before walking inside.

"President, someone is looking for you downstairs." Assistant Song said softly, with some confusion in his tone.

Suspicious eyes flashed past, and Song Moran asked, "Who?"

Assistant Song shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

"Let him come up," Song Moran frowned and said softly.

At the same time, downstairs in the company, a man holding a boxy frame in his arms was talking to the girl at the front desk with a smile on his face.

"When will your president come down?" the man asked with a bright smile on his face.

The girl at the front desk frowned, but soon relaxed, and said softly with a smile on her face, "Maybe I have to trouble this gentleman to go up by himself."

There was deep dissatisfaction in the eyes of the girl at the front desk, because of the disapproving tone of the person in front of her when she mentioned Song Moran.

"Oh, oh," the man nodded, and he didn't notice the dissatisfaction that the girl at the front desk concealed very well.

Quietly retreated to a nearby place and waited for a while, seeing that no one came down from the elevator, the man hesitated for a moment, walked over, and asked, "When can I go up?"

"Please wait patiently for a while, someone will invite you up soon," the girl at the front desk said with a smile.

"Okay," the man sighed in disappointment, and forced himself back to the waiting area.

The girl at the front desk noticed that during the time of going back and forth, the thing that the man was holding in his arms had no intention of letting go.

The little flame of curiosity kept rising in her heart, and the girl at the front desk began to keep guessing in her heart.

"Documents? Information? Or something messy?" She kept thinking in her heart, but felt that every guess she made was wrong.

That person probably sensed her eyes that kept drifting over, rolled his eyes, and approached with a smile.

"Are you thinking about what I'm holding in my arms?" the man said, with an inexplicably frivolous tone.

The girl at the front desk nodded, not hiding the curiosity in her eyes at all, and asked, "Then can you tell me?"

The man raised his eyebrows, put the things in his arms on the table in front, and said with a smile, "I won't tell you now, but I can let you touch it, you can guess, and I can tell you Guess right?"

While he was talking, the girl at the front desk poked the wrapped thing lightly with some curiosity.

Then he raised his head and carefully looked at the man's attire, hesitated for a while and said softly but without hesitation, "Could it be a photo frame?"

Hearing his guess, the man's eyes widened in shock, and he asked in disbelief, "Why did you suddenly guess at this place?"

The girl at the front desk watched the rich expression changes on his face, and didn't speak, but covered her mouth and smiled, urging softly, "Quickly tell me you're right."

In fact, even though she asked like this in her mouth, she was almost sure in her heart whether her guess was right or wrong, and her expression couldn't help showing some certainty.

Seeing the change in her expression, the man's expression changed suddenly, he narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said unceremoniously, "Wrong guess!"

Although it was already a little close, the picture frame was still different from the photo frame. The man thought of this without feeling guilty at all.

"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment, the girl at the front desk didn't expect to get such an answer, and her expression couldn't help becoming a little disappointed.

Seeing this, the man leaned forward cheekily again, and made witty remarks, which made her laugh again after just a few words.

The two of them came and went, and the communication was very relaxed and happy.

So when Assistant Song came out of the elevator, this was what he saw. The man who boasted that he wanted to see their president was messing with the girl in their company.

How can such a thing be tolerated?Assistant Song took two quick steps with a blank expression on his face, but until he approached, neither of them noticed his arrival.

Assistant Song frowned, and said without expression, "Who wants to see our president?"

Suddenly hearing Assistant Song's voice in my ear, the girl couldn't help but turn pale, subconsciously quickly put away the smile on her face, and lowered her head.

That person didn't know why, seeing the person he had been chatting with suddenly turned into this, he was taken aback for a moment, and then raised his head to look in the direction of Assistant Song.

Seeing Assistant Song's unfriendly expression, Song Moran seemed to think of something, and said, "I wanted to chat with her on my own initiative, and it has nothing to do with her."

Hearing this, the girl couldn't help but give him a grateful glance, and the man couldn't help curling his lips when he received her look.

Seeing the interaction between the two people, Assistant Song's face became more serious, and he said, "Sir, you are joking." Without giving that person a chance to speak, he continued, "Excuse me, are you the one who wants to see our president? ?”

Nodding quickly, the man turned around and picked up his things from the table next to him, looked at Assistant Song and said, "Let's go."