"Let me take a look..."

Mr. Qianyuan tapped the screen of his mobile phone, and finally the encyclopedia page popped up. After reading the first article, he couldn't help but take a breath.

Speaking of which, why are we a colleague?

Stands will attract each other, right? It's the synchronicity of voice actors.

And it’s still an LM firm, so he’s also a lunatic, right?

He couldn't help but think of the shady girl he met a few days ago. Mr. Qianyuan swallowed dryly and his hair stood on end.

In addition, with the addition of his old acquaintance Sakura-san, Aya Taketatsu who changed jobs with him, he suddenly wondered why he had such a bad relationship with this company.

If he really is so destined, could God introduce a Miss Kugimiya to him next time.

He thought so, but his fingers didn't stop and continued to slide down.

The beautiful scenery he saw next made him sigh in surprise.

So beautiful!

Looking at the formula photo above, Mr. Qianyuan was finally awakened in his memory.

Quan Dang didn't see the disgusted look in Miss Caimiao's eyes. He calmed down his expression and couldn't help but look at the lower body of the girl opposite, staring at her with both eyes.

No wonder I didn't recognize her today. She was still wearing a skirt in the winter, and her first features were completely covered.

It wasn't until the young sister next to him gave him a vicious and cruel attack that he regained his consciousness.

"What are you doing!" Miss Caimiao personally used her fists to remind him not to be so blatant.

"I just remembered that I had actually encountered it before, and it wasn't the Immortal Dance."

"It happened to be the same supermarket last time, and it was 'in the same door last year and today'..."

Mr. Qianyuan touched his painful forehead and thought to himself: A woman like Miss Caimiao will never find a boyfriend.

After adjusting his expression for a moment, he said with a business-like smile: "This thick-legged lady... is not a beautiful big sister."

"I didn't wear makeup today, so I didn't recognize him!"

"This official photo is really beautiful. It looks like two different people."

Mr. Qianyuan couldn't help but marvel at the Japanese makeup technique, one of the three most evil arts in Asia.

"You just said thick legs, right?"

The girl looked at him suspiciously, "And does the last sentence mean that I look ugly without makeup?"

Time seemed to have frozen.

Mr. Qianyuan laughed awkwardly, waved his hands wildly and said, "No, no, I just complimented you on your makeup skills. Last time, you covered all the dark circles under your eyes, so I didn't recognize you."

"...In a sense, you are really powerful." Zhuda Caimiao raised his forehead.

She pulled over someone who was unsatisfied, pointed at his face and said angrily:

"This guy just can't speak. I don't mean to make fun of him. Besides, Miss Uchida looks prettier without makeup than I usually do with makeup."

What an amazing rescue!

Miss Caimiao, my social master, are you protecting me?

Mr. Qianyuan was surprised by his younger sister's language arts.

The girl smiled, waved her hands and said, "No, senior Zhuda is obviously cuter."

She thought for a while and then said: "Speaking of which, senior was also LM's before, right? We have met several times."

"Yes, it was an unforgettable experience."

Ms. Cai Miao couldn't help but miss the busy days of the livestock community when she was exhausted and had no money to take.

"It's such a pity that I didn't say hello to my senior more often in the company, and now we meet so strangely," the girl said regretfully.

"It's not a pity, it's not too late to meet each other now." Miss Cai Miao's eyes lit up.

"Speaking of which, why did senior quit the club?" the girl asked.

Zhuda Caimiao thought for a while, spread her hands and said, "I forgot."

Then he turned around and asked the person behind him curiously: "Qianyuan, why am I carrying the bucket?"

Mr. Qianyuan was speechless. Today’s little girl is so good at playing football and her way of starting a conversation is so skillful.

He rolled his eyes: "Elope with me."

Zhuda Caimiao automatically ignored this idiot's answer, tapped her palm and said suddenly: "Oh, I remembered it."

"It was because I was too busy at the beginning and couldn't bear the intensity of work at that level."

Before I changed my job, I felt exhausted, but after I changed my job, I felt energetic. I couldn't get out of bed early in the morning. The original sin of laziness drove me to go against my conscience and make a leave of absence with the president.

, but after tossing and turning in the bed, I found that I could no longer fall asleep, so I had to get up happily, put on the quilt, turned on the TV, and waited for someone outside to bring me a breakfast before going to school.

After feeling happy for so long, my younger sister finally recalled how exhausted and sad she was back then.

She glanced at the dark circles under the eyes of the little girl opposite, and patted the junior she had just met on the shoulder, "Looking at you, I guess you are also following the idol route, right?"

"How does senior know?"

"She's so beautiful, it would be a shame not to be an idol."

Miss Caimiao shook her head, glanced at the fuzzy person next door, and emphasized: "Except for the natural comedians."

Then he continued: "It's a pity that the routes of the idol department are all the same, including photos, broadcasts, live broadcasts, CD songs..."

Zhuda Caimiao lamented the ups and downs of his career.

"Do you still have photos?" Qianyuan asked, raising an eyebrow.

"have."

"How much?"

"Not expensive, 4,800 yen."

"Isn't this expensive?"

Mr. Qianyuan raised his eyebrows and lamented that someone's view of money was indeed not on the same level as his own.

He swallowed and said, "Can you give me a free set for my friend's sake?"

"Please, sir, I've already run away. How can I give you a set for free?" Cai Miao was speechless. "Besides, it doesn't look good. It's all black history. Why should I show it to you?"

"Forget it, it's not cute anyway." Mr. Qianyuan pouted. In the worst case, he would find a pirated copy online, and he could just post it and laugh at Miss Caimiao.

Then his eyes shifted to the legs of the big sister with thick legs.

"My eyes are straight, how beautiful is that?" Zhuda Caimiao curled her lips slightly, her voice a little cold.

"Nonsense, it doesn't look good. Who stared at it for so long?" The man said confidently, then he looked sad and touched the air, "It's a pity that someone is not so pretty..."

Of course, this is just a joke. After all, Mr. Qianyuan is a little worried that the elder sister opposite him will misunderstand his noble character. If it spreads to the industry, it will affect his future reputation.

"this……"

He looked down at the name on the profile.

"Miss Mari! Are you sure you want to treat me?" Mr. Qianyuan shook the Coke can he just took out of the refrigerator.

The beautiful girl with thick legs in front of her smiled and said, "Okay."

Mr. Qianyuan was elated, and the girl's beauty at that moment seemed to touch his heart.

This is enough to describe the warmth that makes the ice and snow melt in winter, and the heartbeat like first love.

Although this feeling is only for Coca-Cola, it is enough to be unforgettable for a lifetime.

pity……

"I object!"

Jun Yi, the younger brother who has been neglected for a long time, raised his hands upright.

"Nathan should be extremely careful with a frivolous villain like this who dares to call him by his name even after meeting him twice," he snorted.

A pair of iron fists clenched with a creaking sound, making people worry about the wear and tear on his knuckles.

"Besides, Nathan doesn't even know his name now, right?" Brother Jun glared angrily.

"Oh, yes, after chatting for so long, I forgot to introduce myself." Mr. Qianyuan patted his head.

He took out the note he carried with him.

"This is the business card I drew myself a few days ago. I accidentally gave the original to Sakura Suzune of your company, so I had to draw one myself."

"But my energy is limited, so I suggest you take photos and record them. I can't bear to draw another one."

The look of someone standing by the drink cabinet with his hands behind his hands was leisurely and lazy. It didn't look like he was introducing himself at all. Instead, he looked like a middle-aged man who was out fishing. As long as he wasn't in the Air Force, it didn't matter.

As long as someone treats you to a Coke, it doesn't matter.

Zhuda Caimiao sighed softly, took the drink can from his hand and put it into her shopping cart.

The two siblings lowered their heads and glanced at the note. The firm logo on it was drawn crookedly, and normal people would definitely not be able to recognize it.

The handwriting below is very clear and beautiful.

【clore Voice Firm】
Chapter completed!