Chapter 1,115: Surprise

An Wen kept her itinerary secret, and walked out of the VIP channel in a low-key manner and got into the nanny car that had been waiting for her.

An Wen wrapped herself in a cotton-padded jacket and looked at the "knowledge points" on her phone, her heart beating rapidly.

What she had to do next made her even more nervous than going to the audition.

"Wenwen, why are you wearing a big cotton-padded jacket outside and a sling underneath?" Jiang Shiyu suddenly asked.

"You don't understand." An Wen gave her a wink and said mysteriously.

Asking the driver to drive to Chu's, An Wen specifically asked: "Drive slowly."

I took out the lipstick and eyebrow pencil from my bag and started putting them on in front of the mirror.

Jiang Shiyu and Song Jia both looked shocked and said, "Where did you say you were going?"

"You don't have to worry about this." An Wen continued to draw her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

Arriving downstairs at the group, An Wen called Assistant Yin.

"Assistant Yin Te, can you come down and pick me up? Don't tell him." An Wen said.

"This... Miss An, the president is in a meeting and I can't leave. How about I ask someone to bring you up?" Assistant Yin whispered.

"Okay, thank you." An Wen said happily.

Assistant Yin thought for a while, fearing that An Wen's identity would be known, and said, "Forget it, Miss An, I'll come down."

Asking Secretary Xiao to help with the top, Assistant Yin went downstairs to pick up An Wen.

When we arrived on the first floor, at first glance, the one who had wrapped herself up the most was definitely An Wen.

According to this standard, Special Assistant Yin walked up to An Wen accurately and said politely: "Miss An, go this way."

An Wen's eyes showed surprise and asked: "Assistant Yin Te, how did you recognize me?"

Assistant Yin did not answer.

When winter comes, your outfit is like a mudslide among female celebrities. It has been on so many hot searches, so it is not difficult to know.

Going up from the exclusive elevator, Special Assistant Yin sent An Wen directly to Chu Qichen's office.

Among the group's employees, news about a mysterious woman spread throughout the groups.

[Assistant Yin personally came to pick him up, he must be a distinguished guest]

【Do you look good? Are you in good shape? 】

[It was wrapped so tightly that you couldn’t see her face or figure. The only thing that was certain was that she was a woman]

[Are you the CEO’s mother? I heard she takes very good care of herself]

[I hope it’s the CEO’s mother. If it’s some kind of socialite and fiancee, we, Special Assistant Yin, will be miserable.]

…

An Wen sat on the sofa in the office, scrolling through Weibo while waiting. An hour passed, and Chu Qichen still didn't come back.

An Wen couldn't hold back, put on a mask and left the office.

When Special Assistant Yin saw her coming out, he took An Wen back to the office in panic.

"How long will it take?" An Wen asked boredly, sitting on the sofa.

Assistant Yin thought about the tragic situation in the conference room, shook his head and said, "Miss An, I don't know."

Chu Qichen was in a bad mood today, and the conference room was like a execution ground.

"Miss An, how about I go tell the president that you are here." Yin Te assisted.

Saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, and there are already several people inside who are scolding and crying.

"Don't tell him." An Wen shook her head, her peach blossom eyes turning into crescent moons.

I smiled and thought: If I told you, there would be no surprise.

"In this case, please wait patiently, Miss An."

This meeting will not end anytime soon.

An Wen played two games out of boredom, but Chu Qichen still didn't come back. She stood up and stretched to look around.

There was a row of books on the bookshelf with no category marked on the side. She picked one up at random, and it turned out to be a magazine she had been on the cover of.

Look carefully, from left to right, her last magazine covers since her debut are arranged in chronological order.

He actually collected all of her magazines.