Chapter 358

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"Annie, it's for you."

NIA hung up the phone and came to Anne Hathaway. Seeing that her attention was still on the work handover, she put a hand on her shoulder and joked, "it's a man named farieri. Is it your date this afternoon?"

"Farrieri? Who is he?" Anne looked up and said subconsciously. She had no impression of the name NIA said in her head.

Annie's reaction made NIA look puzzled and asked, "Oh? Isn't it him? That's......"

"NIA, this is my privacy," Annie interrupted her, saying she didn't want to continue on this issue.

She looked down at several documents, sorted out a pile of photos, took out some from them and pushed them to NIA. "These editors will ask for them at any time. When she asks you for them, you'll look for them here."

"Oh." NIA nodded and looked.

Annie thought about it, then dragged her arm to the computer on the desk, clicked a folder in the computer with the mouse, and said, "if the editor in chief needs anything tomorrow, just look here."

"Tomorrow? Are you going to ask for leave, too? It seems that this appointment is very important," NIA muttered, looking at the computer screen.

Who knows if that guy will let me go? I'm sure he won't get up tomorrow morning.

Annie thought to herself, smiling but silent on the surface, she acquiesced to NIA's words.

Dating Tracy and returning to Malibu's Castle villa. When she wants to come, there must be a big war. This date will continue to be conservative until tomorrow. Who knows how long her man will pester her.

Take precautions with NIA in advance so as not to mess up tomorrow's work. As for how to explain to the editor if you can't come to the company tomorrow, that's not what we're considering now.

Who is Annie's date? I really want to know. Is it the legendary gossip object?

NIA couldn't restrain her gossip fire and wanted to ask, but she knew that the other party would not answer her, so she had to hold back her guess in her heart.

She thought of Anne, the legendary gossip. It naturally refers to Tracy, because he has been the only one who has had an affair with Anne for more than half a year.

Moreover, the media broke out the bridge between two women fighting for husband last year. One of the two heroines is Anne Hathaway and the other is Natalie Portman.

After the scandal broke out, it not only caused disputes between fans on both sides, but also attracted a lot of lively melon eating people.

NIA is one of them. She has been paying attention to the follow-up development of the scandal. It suck to settle a matter by leaving it unsettled. The two women owners soon stopped and the scandal ended.

It's not really him, is it? God, that's the real golden turtle son-in-law.

NIA glanced at Annie secretly. The more she thought about it, the more likely it was. Envious, she was careful and dirty and accelerated her beating.

Based on her observation of Anne for more than half a month, Anne has a sincere and even disgusting attitude towards those so-called elite suitors. Then her date must be much better than these people.

Who is this man? Who will kill those social elites and rich businessmen?

The answer seems not far from her guess.

No, I'll find an excuse to follow up. Later... I'll take her downstairs.

NIA made up her mind and a mysterious smile appeared on her face.

"That's it, NIA, please." Annie explained her work and said to NIA.

After that, Anne began to collect his personal belongings and put the lipstick, lipstick and foundation on the table into his bag.

Just stepping up and walking outside, he stopped and took out the powder box from the bag. He looked at his makeup in the mirror and made a simple make-up.

After everything was done, he smiled and said to NIA, "I'm leaving."

With that, Annie walked out of the office. NIA followed her and caught up, "Annie, I'll take you down."

"Don't bother so much..."

"It doesn't matter, Annie." NIA took her arm, didn't give her the chance to continue to refuse, turned aside the topic and said, "Wow, your LV bag is so beautiful. Is it a new one? I don't seem to have seen it."

"Well." Anne's mouth rose slightly without much explanation. I'm a little proud. This is a private custom-made model given to me by Tracy. It's unique in the world.

Unfortunately, this can only be held in my heart and can't be taken out to show off. Her man said to keep a low profile.

Anne used to be a girl who likes to show off, but she has restrained a lot since she was taught by Tracy.

The reason why she is so obedient is that she thinks what her man says is reasonable and mysterious, so as to attract more attention.

"The workmanship and design of this bag are great. It's a new limited edition. It's definitely not cheap."

NIA has worked for nylon for many years. Her fashion vision is not bad. She immediately found the difference of this bag.

In addition to the traditional diamond pattern, this LV bag also has many beautiful snowflake patterns, which are very exquisite and embellishment. Moreover, on the lock of this bag, there are two beautiful honey yellow opals, which is the finishing touch.

"God... This is a real opal. Two of these big opals are worth at least tens of thousands of dollars, but they are embedded in this bag." NIA's look became a little excited, and her hand touched the gem trembled slightly.

Vaguely walking to the door of the company, the receptionist saw the two people coming out and immediately said hello to them, "Hi, NIA."

She looked at Annie again, pointed to the reception lounge and said, "Annie, your friend, Mr. farieri has been waiting for you for a long time."

Annie looked up in the direction she pointed and frowned, "I don't know him..."

"Er..." the girl at the front desk was stunned.

At this time, rafaelo farijeri, who saw Anne coming out, put down his coffee cup, sorted out his coat collar, picked up the beautiful bouquet of roses and greeted her with a smile.

"Miss Hathaway, this is for you. I hope you like it." she walked up to Anne and lafero sent the flowers in her hand.

"Who are you?" Anne asked instead of taking the flowers.

She doesn't know me? Or on purpose?

Rafael was a little embarrassed, but he didn't see any scenes and adjusted quickly. He immediately said, "Miss Hathaway, you may forget. We met at the party two weeks ago. My name is Rafael farijeri, a real estate developer..."

"Two weeks ago?" Annie interrupted him and recalled that she did attend a party two weeks ago. There were a lot of people at that time. I really don't remember such a person.

"Yes, two weeks ago."

"Sorry, I don't remember what happened two weeks ago."

"No, no, it's not your fault. It should be that my performance is not good enough to impress you." lafero said shamefully and said, "please allow me to re introduce myself..."

"Well... I'm in a hurry." Annie raised her hand to look at the time and interrupted him again without expression.