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When the lost husband happily meets his old friend in another country, he will sob to catch up with the past.
To paraphrase Lu Xilin, the award ceremony was not a success. Several people were scheduled to speak, but he didn't read a speech in his pocket, and Ling Zhiyun was all messed up. It's a mess Just as people who drink don't enjoy themselves, so people who smoke don't enjoy themselves, so the meeting ended hastily. Alas, this is not a taste in my heart. His main job is to have meetings. He held a plenary meeting and a short meeting. He doesn't know what else to do except have a meeting.
Chen Aiyi is just the opposite of him. He is not used to the solemnity of the meeting. He likes to listen to the sound of machines running happily, and prefers the pastoral life of "frogs playing orchestral strings". After the meeting, he got up quickly and stuffed the envelope with money firmly into his trouser pocket. The papers were too big to fit in, so I had to lift my coat, clamp it with a belt, and then put down my clothes to cover it. He doesn't like publicity.
Just as he was about to walk out of the meeting room, the reporter blocked him out with a camera. He said politely, "Excuse me, please make way."
"I'm sorry, I can't let. Please accept an exclusive interview with our station. " The reporter slowly emerged from behind the camera. Chen … love … anecdote …
What Chen Aiyi saw was a very familiar one. ...