"Hmm, he's already come to talk to me about it," Yan Ye of course wouldn't interfere with Jian Yu's love life. As long as it was true love, what did it matter if the other person was a beggar? "Tonight let's check out that number 2."
Tang Wen helplessly left Yan Ye's office.
In the afternoon, Su Yanxin changed into her work uniform and began her reception duties.
She had barely stood at the entrance for a moment when Cheng Bingbing's sisters and friends came over, dragging their companions to vote for Cheng Bingbing.
After each had cast their vote, they glared provocatively at Su Yanxin before leaving.
Su Yanxin's face showed no ripples, and she maintained an appropriate smile throughout.
But her brain was running at high speed, thinking about how she could win this PK competition.
Cheng Bingbing's smile was brimming with pride.
There weren't many guests around at this time; the general flow of people usually started to pick up after seven o'clock in the evening.
