Jiang Mian's slender fingers scrolled through the online comments when she suddenly saw a flurry of @messages for her.
[Don't look at these mean comments, Mianmian!]
[Don't look, don't look, please don't look]
Mean comments?
Jiang Mian was intrigued and clicked on them—
[What's the use of being pretty if, in the end, she has to act in those kinds of movies, tsk tsk tsk, such a pity.]
Movies.
Jiang Mian's red lips curled into a faint smile, who would act is still undecided.
"Sister Ting, it's Monday today, right?"
"Yeah, it is."
Luo Ting was still organizing some workflow processes when she suddenly slapped her forehead, "You didn't mention it and I totally forgot. This morning an employee from Mu Yi's team contacted us to prepare for the start-up ceremony at 1 o'clock."
Jiang Mian's gaze fell just above her phone.
12:59 just changed to 1:00
The start-up ceremony at this moment.
Mu Yi was beside himself with anxiety, "Haven't you contacted Jiang Mian yet?"
