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Chapter 220: 163 Accidentally Met Sister-in-law, Did Lord Wanwan Assist Big Brother? (3 more)_2

Tang Wan nodded earnestly, feeling that this person was genuinely impressive.

The Qi Family’s company headquarters was located in the busiest business district of Beijing, occupying a standalone skyscraper with a huge, popular poster of their newly signed spokesperson hanging outside. Many people stopped to take photos there.

On a weekday, every department was busy. Xiaozhu directly led her to the conference room on the 17th floor.

“Miss Tang, you go ahead with your work, call me anytime if you need anything.” Assistant Xiaozhu briefed Ruan Mengxi on some matters before going off to attend to her own tasks.

Inside the conference room, several people from the industry were already present. Some had collaborated on TV dramas before and were familiar with each other. They looked somewhat surprised seeing Tang Wan.

Ruan Mengxi gave everyone a brief introduction and then prepared to start the meeting.

As she arranged for Tang Wan to sit down, being close friends, they exchanged playful glances.

Tang Wan whispered to her, “I think you have good taste.”

Ruan Mengxi was stunned for a moment, “Thank you.”

Naturally, she assumed Tang Wan was referring to Qi Zeyan, but then she thought again—despite Zeyan having feelings for Tang Wan and being her close friend, could there be something else between them?

Some men deliberately avoid the friends of a close female friend.

Another thought occurred to her. If one persists long enough, even a solid rod can be ground into a needle; with skilled digging, even the sharpest corner can be made into a pit.

What’s there to fear? Just take it slow.

**

As the meeting was about to start…

“Some people haven’t arrived yet,” someone mentioned.

“It’s okay, Teacher Shen said he’s stuck in traffic and might take another half an hour to get here, we can start first,” Ruan Mengxi, hosting such a meeting for the first time, was still somewhat nervous.

Speaking of the meeting, it was actually a discussion among the heads of costume and props, for example, how the clothing and jewelry should be paired, what hairstyles and attire should be used for characters in different periods—details which all needed to be discussed.

The Qing Palace Drama, could also be dubbed a drama about groups of women, where major characters were all discussed individually.

The discussion was meticulous and detailed.

these tasks. This was Tang Wan’s first time participating in such discussions. She took earnest

pulled out the chair next to

A very beautiful woman.

keeping her voice low as she took out a laptop from her bag to prepare

your tea,” Ruan Mengxi, coordinating the meeting, served her a cup of

“Thank you.”

boot up, she took a sip of

in charge of headwear?” she asked, looking at the notebook in Tang Wan’s

the table, featuring sketches of beaded hairpins drawn impulsively—bound to attract a few extra

responsible for making some Cyan Feather headpieces. May I ask who you are…” Tang Wan lowered her voice,

not from the production crew, just here to give some

historical facts. In recent years, dramas involving history underwent strict scrutiny; experts from various fields were often

she was an expert, Tang Wan showed great

we’ve met

“Met before?”

too, but as a staff member. You might not

involve

Tang Wan felt somewhat embarrassed, especially since she had confronted Zhuang

the right thing. Good people are often taken advantage of,

and note-taking, pondering where she might have seen her before. She was strikingly beautiful; even as a staff member in a uniform,

a while, he glanced at her figure, and it

the one on that day… at the emergency

exit, but someone had blocked her and

just smiled, not denying it, and had already opened her

such a coincidence

in her heart, feeling it was fated, and she took out her phone to

the lady in black who stepped in bravely? I actually met her here today, what a

window, playing with a small stick,

Wansui was

it’s cold, and I need to hibernate too, can you please stop

pupils contracted slightly and his fingers trembled upon seeing the message, and Lord Wansui was flipped

its limbs, its shell wobbling, but it couldn’t flip

his lips: [Are

person his brother was looking

Zeyan’s

didn’t deny it, it’s definitely her. She was a staff member that day, no wonder she could enter the emergency exit area. She might be an expert in