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Chapter 1828
Henry returned to the presidential suite, pulled off the necktie, and threw it on the big bed. He took out his phone and opened WeChat.
Sure enough, the WeChat was empty, and she didn’t send him any more messages.
He twitched his thin lips, she was really a heartless little b@stard.
The slender fingers moved, and he sent a message over.
At this time, Usha had just communicated with the director Warner about the first trial show for tomorrow. He closed the script, “Very good Usha, keep your current state, goes back and rest, you need to wear a cheongsam for the trial tomorrow.”
Huana, the agent, smiled, “Don’t worry, Director, this is the first time that Usha has made a cheongsam appearance. The first trial tomorrow will let everyone feel a wave of beauty crit from Usha. The promotion cost of “Floating Life” can be saved.”
The No.1 female Ananya was originally a stunner int the country and a city. Usha’s beauty can live up to it. No one doubts about this.
Warner said OK, and Huana took Usha away.
On the way back to the room, just passing the fitting room, Huana said, “Usha, look, these are cheongsam tailored for you.”
Usha raised her eyes and glanced, “Very beautiful.”
Huana looked at Usha’s protruding figure with satisfaction, and whispered in a mysterious voice, “Usha, do you want to ask Mr. Gu to see you for a play tomorrow?”
Henry seems to have never seen Usha… in a cheongsam.
Usha put on the cheongsam, not knowing she wanted to fascinate a man, especially a bad man like Henry.
She looked at Huana, “Huana, if you don’t learn well, you even persuaded me to s3duce people.”
Huana was in a hurry. She looked at Paula’s arrogant expression and became angry, “The female artist I have brought to you, even if you s3duce. You can’t lose, Usha, do you want to s3duce?”
Usha refused, “No.”
Huana, “…”
With a “ding” at this time, Usha’s WeChat rang, and Huana winked her eyebrows happily, “From Mr. Gu?”
Usha glanced at it, and it was indeed Henry who sent it. He sent it very simple, just a few words—what are you doing?
Lazy and mad tone.
Usha nodded, “Well, it’s him.”
Huana immediately swiped the room card diligently, and pushed Usha in, “Then you have a good chat with Mr. Gu.”
Usha, “Huana, I reasonably doubt that Mr. Gu is Paula’s master or yours?”
“…” No kidding!
Huana closed the door of the room directly.
Usha walked in. She took off her shoes, and stepped on the soft wool carpet with her bare feet. The densely combed feathers fell down, and she returned the word—Something?
Henry, who was thousands of miles away, was still standing like jade in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, waiting for her reply.
So, he waited for this one word—something?
Obviously, it is a very simple word, but Henry read it several times. After a few seconds, he casually slid his throat, overflowing with a low and sultry laugh, “Heh.”
He was really angry.
The tip of his tongue touched his handsome right cheek, and he replied—You are so impatient with me now that you don’t even bother to do it perfunctorily? Why not, let me ask someone to suspend the shooting of “Floating Life” first.
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