Taking over the task of interviewing Yichen, Si Yan was allowed to leave the office early.

There was a light rain outside, and the wisps were hazy and floating in the air, which was quite poignant.

Walking out of the eyes of all kinds of attention, standing on the noisy street, Si Yan had a moment of relief.

Yes, after several struggles and struggles, the thoughts in her heart still prevailed, and she finally couldn't resist the temptation to see him, and stepped into his territory in the name of work.

She was so cowardly and hypocritical, which made her herself a little discouraged and disdainful.

Is it sinful to love someone?

She had asked herself more than once.

And the answer is yes.

If you love someone you can't touch in your poor life, you're committing a sin called greed.

Now, the greed in her heart has prevailed again, and that's why she's standing in front of that skyscraper, isn't she?

Si Yan closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and then cheered up and stepped into the extraordinarily luxuriously decorated office building of Huasheng.

The sheels hit the gleaming marble floor with a rhythmic crunch, as if to show her determination to make the trip.

"I'm sorry, but on what floor is the president's office?"

"Which president are you looking for?" asked the front desk lady politely.

"Gah?" Si Yan was dumbfounded.

Is there a lot of president in Huasheng Company?

"In total, there are more than two dozen companies in this building. The front desk lady was kind enough to answer her questions.

In other words, there are at least two dozen CEOs here.

"Oh," Si Yan sighed: "I'm looking for An Yichen from Huasheng Real Estate, Mr. An." ”

"Please wait," the service lady dialed the phone, held down the microphone and asked, "Miss, do you have an appointment?"

"Quay?" Siyan froze again.

Since when did she come to see Yichen and still need to make an appointment?

"Where can I find it?" the waitress smiled politely.

"Oh, I'm a reporter from Fenglin Magazine, Qin Siyan. Si Yan revealed his identity and purpose: "I want to give Mr. An an interview." By the way, I would like to comfort her lovesickness.

"Interview?" The service lady raised her eyebrows and put down the phone: "I'm sorry, I can't help." ”

"Please give me the address, and I'll go up and find it myself. Siyan retreated.

"I'm sorry. She was greeted with a standardized smile.

Looking at the crowd shuttling in and out of the hall, Si Yan was embarrassed to stand in front of the service desk, a little overwhelmed.

This kind of scenario is not what she foresaw.

She originally thought that although it might be difficult to convince Yichen to be interviewed, at least the people who could meet him smoothly.

But now, she was trapped downstairs, and she couldn't enter the door.

Of course, she could choose to call Yichen's personal number directly and ask him to let her go - if she wasn't so resistant to her mother's nagging.

Of course, she can also choose to dial Yixin's phone, so as to turn over the call to Yichen - if she is willing to put down her pride and pull down her face to beg her.

In the end, the result of dying to save face is to suffer alive.

Among the hundreds of ways to find Yichen, she chose the stupidest one - waiting for the rabbit.

He's going to have to go downstairs anyway, right?

Nearly a decade of crush has passed, do you still care about these hours of waiting?

Si Yan lifted his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.

Quietly waiting on the sofa in the hall, she didn't even dare to leave for lunch for fear of missing Yichen's entry and exit.

From the sympathetic eyes of the reception lady, she could probably guess that her request for a meeting had never been accepted—and that Tai had been called back in the secretary's room.

Because, the three words Qin Siyan have not become a valid pass.

She can't blame others for being philistine, so she can only hold on silently.

She doesn't seem to have any other strengths than waiting, does she?