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The live broadcast room was filled with 800,000 people, and the barrage could not be seen at all. Knowing that the traffic had exploded, the executives in the background were sighing, why didn't they push a link to sell it today?
The news was so confusing that Lin was still dazzled. In the end, he could only say, "I can't see your questions clearly now, but you can leave a message on Lin's official website. What I said is serious. If you have any questions, we will leave a message on the official website." Let¡¯s chat in the message area.¡±
Today¡¯s live broadcast is about to end in such a short time, but the audience is the most crazy. After the live broadcast, some contestants even posted on Weibo.
"Can the players also receive coaching? I am willing to give up my quota."
Lin Yiran¡¯s casual remark was about to trigger a carnival on the Internet. Everyone usually scolds her, but they really agree with her ability to design such compassionate divine makeup for Yang Manman. What kind of exciting ideas will such a top makeup artist have waiting for everyone tomorrow?
Knowing that one sentence from the president has attracted huge traffic, the company's executives and employees are also extremely respectful.
So Mr. Lin is so powerful? Even so many people are willing to temporarily forget the "mistakes" she made and want a chance to design makeup?
In just one week, Lin Yiran has transformed in the hearts of the company¡¯s employees from an airborne, difficult-to-get-together CEO into a serious, sincere, kind, and capable leader.
The company¡¯s cohesion has never been so high. When preparing for the final venue, Lin Yiran went to inspect and found that every employee was in surprisingly good condition.
Seeing that Lin is about to make a comeback, everyone is in a state of excitement.
"Come on! Just hold on for a while and you'll be fine!" Lin Yiran encouraged them in a timely manner, "When we restore the company's image, things will be much easier in the future!"
The CEO personally came over to boost morale, and the employees felt warm and nodded to her in reassurance.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin!"
"We are not tired! We will definitely host the finals!"
The current atmosphere in the company is so good, and seeing Lin Yiran, I felt a lot more comfortable.
She still remembered that not long ago, everyone was suspicious of her. Wherever she walked, no employee even dared to speak loudly.
Everything is getting better now, right? Lin still prayed silently, hoping that there would be no mistakes in tomorrow's final.
In a makeup design competition, no one expected that the battle line would be so long.
On the day of the competition, the contestants were picked up by Lin¡¯s special luxury car. This time, Lin prepared an open-air stage with an auditorium that could accommodate a thousand people. All contestants had to complete their works under full supervision.
The assistants and senior executives took their seats early. While waiting for others, several senior executives chatted with sighs.
"When the rematch turned into such a mess, who would have thought that the final could still be held?"
"I didn't expect so many people to participate in the end. Mr. Lin is really amazing."
Not only were there so many people participating, from the players to the audience, everyone¡¯s face was beaming with joy, and they looked back from time to time to see if Lin Yiran was here, as if the protagonist today was not the winner of the competition, but the organizer who had promised to design eye makeup.
At this moment, Lin Yiran, who was expected by everyone, was sitting in Bo Chenhe's car.
She looked out anxiously, and was restless in her chair. Bo Chenhe next to her was calm and composed, with the computer on his lap, and his whole posture was relaxed and comfortable.
"Why is there a traffic jam at this time?" Lin Yiran murmured, "It's better if I get out of the car and walk by myself, it's faster."
As she said that, she was about to open the car door and get out of the car. At the same time, she did not forget to look back and glare at Bo Chenhe, "You still don't believe me when I told you to go out early! Is it blocked now?"
Just talking was not enough to vent her anger. She also punched Bo Chenhe on the arm, but Bo Chenhe held her wrist with his backhand and said with a half-smile, "Isn't traffic jam a good thing? There are so many People come to watch your final, and this game can be considered a perfect ending.¡±
The places that can come to watch the game are randomly selected by the official website system, but the netizens who did not get the lottery are unwilling to give up and stand outside the venue waiting for the opportunity to rush in.
Lin Yiran was tired of being blocked and replied angrily, "What kind of perfect ending? The current situation is like a pen that has run out of ink, and you may not be able to draw it!"
She was anxious to get off the car, but the place she was in was not far from the competition venue. Bo Chenhe winked at Lu Bei, who nodded and immediately dialed the number.
Not long after, a bodyguard riding a motorcycle appeared at the door of the car. Lin Yiran opened the door in surprise. The bodyguard handed over a helmet, which she immediately took and put on.
"It turns out there is a motorcycle!" She fastened her helmet and turned around to see Bo Chenhe still sitting in the car, with an elegant and noble posture, leaning on the back of the seat, and his dark eyes seemed to contain a trace of undetectable smile.
He looked over so calmly, and Lin Yiran's anxious heart seemed to be soothed. She held the car door with one hand and promised inexplicably solemnly, "I will definitely perform well today and never let you, the title sponsor, suffer!"
With her promise, Bo Chenhe lowered his eyes and closed the computer, "Okay, I'll wait for your good news."
She raised the corners of her lips in her helmet, turned around and got into the bodyguard's car. The black motorcycle had smooth lines and disappeared as quickly as a fish from Bo Chenhe's sight. In the wind, Lin Yiran's hair tips were raised like a fish. Mo Qingsi is as passionate as a youth movie trailer.
A dark flash flashed in Bo Chenhe's eyes. He recalled that when he and Lin Yiran met for the first time, she was not afraid of the difficulties faced by her family members, and finally fulfilled her wish to show her last filial piety to her father.
Still hasn¡¯t changed.
The corner of his mouth raised slightly, and Lu Bei turned around and asked, "Mr. Bo, after seeing off my wife, shall we go back to the company next?"
"No." Bo Chenhe opened his thin lips lightly, "Come and have a look. At least it's named after him."
"Ah?" Lu Bei was surprised at first. He turned around and saw Mr. Bo's faint glance. He quickly swallowed what he was about to say and immediately changed his words, "Yes! I'll take another path right away!"
On a congested road, even a luxury car has no privileges. Lu Bei stared at the rearview mirror from time to time, but he did not notice that a familiar car not far from them was also blocked.
"You won't be discovered, right?"
Zhao Wei was frightened and looked at the familiar license plate number in front of him, hesitating whether to get out of the car or not, "Does Bo Chenhe know your car? We won't be discovered, right?"
Unlike his panic, Xu Fangxin was very calm.
"Don't worry, he never pays attention to people and things he doesn't care about. No one will make things difficult for Lin Yiran in this final. After he sees everyone off, he will probably turn around and go to the Bo Group at the next intersection."
"So that's it." Zhao Wei nodded and prayed in his heart, hoping that Bo Chenhe would leave quickly. Just knowing that his car was in front was stressful enough. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com