Chapter 15 Mobile Phone... Whose? !

Yang Lingsi's two assistants rushed to her side and helped her up.

One of them asked suspiciously, "Why is there a stench?"

The eyes of everyone in the crew fell on Yang Lingsi's feet, and they saw that her pants were dripping wet, obviously she was scared to pee.

Everyone bowed their heads and shrugged their shoulders one by one.

Yang Lingsi slowly came back to her senses, looking at the reactions of the people around her, she burst into tears with a "wow".

Lost people! !

As an actress, this will be a black history that will never be erased in her acting career!

Because Yang Lingsi was terrified, everyone rested temporarily. Shen Liangchuan sat under the umbrella, and the agent approached, "Brother Shen, you are a racing enthusiast, you can't even tell the difference between the brake and the accelerator? Did you do it on purpose, but Why did Yang Lingsi provoke you?"

Shen Liangchuan glanced at him coldly, and the agent immediately stretched out his hand, "ok, I won't ask!"

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In the taxi, Qiao Lian, who had already written the draft, rushed into the company and edited a lively article in just half an hour.

Among them, the actress surnamed Yang borrowed the hot search from a certain movie emperor, and returned a natural ugly face. The description is very vivid, the words are sharp, and the irony is obvious.

After typing the last word, Qiao Lian's right hand softened, and she stretched out in satisfaction.

If you dare to beat her, you must accept her revenge!

Looking away from the screen, he saw Su Meimei standing behind the screen. Seeing her raise her head, she smiled sarcastically: "Oh, no matter how serious you are, you're not going to get out today!"

The voice was a bit high, so that the people in the office looked over.

Qiao Lian raised her eyebrows, supported her chin with her hand, and sighed sadly, "Su Meimei, I did spend a little bit of time with the moon, but you don't have to pay attention to me so much, I'm not Lily!"

Su Meimei's face was ashen with her anger, "Qiao Lian, don't be rude here! Tell you, the editor-in-chief said that if you can't catch who Mrs. Shen is, you will be fired! Will you write a letter of resignation? Do you need me? help!"

Qiao Lianxiao: "Ah, although you have more experience than me, I don't need it yet!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

Su Meimei was about to die of anger. She turned her head and saw the editor-in-chief walking out of the office with a dark face. Su Meimei immediately said, "Editor-in-chief, Qiao Lian is here!"

When the editor-in-chief heard this, he glared at Qiao Lian and walked over with his cell phone, "Qiao Lian, do you want to stop doing it! I've called you so many times, how dare you not answer?"

Qiao Lian took out her phone from her bag in confusion, "My phone doesn't respond!"

The editor-in-chief lowered his head, turned on the speakerphone, and the sound of "beep-beep-" sounded in the phone, "I'm in the state of no one answering here, why is your phone not ringing? You thought that if you didn't answer my call, you wouldn't need to give the result today. I ask you, who is Mrs. Shen, have you found it! If you don't find it, get out of here immediately!"

Qiao Lian turned on her phone, but she saw a strange screensaver.

In a flash, she suddenly remembered that she threw her mobile phone on the sofa, but took it from the coffee table when she went to work, so the mobile phone she took... Whose is it? A thought suddenly came up.

As if to verify her guess, the editor-in-chief's phone was suddenly connected.

Shen Liangchuan's impatient voice sounded directly opposite: "Hello."