"Si Yan, what happened to President Zheng Da's interview?" As soon as she got to work, Sister Zhao leaned over to care.

Si Yan shrugged his shoulders and gave a helpless look.

President Zheng Da seems to have really forgotten about this, and yesterday's atmosphere was really not suitable for mentioning official business, so he didn't want to do it.

"How is he, he won't really play with you, right?" Xiaomei couldn't help but interject.

"That's it!" Xiao Gu helped come up with an idea: "Si Yan, you call his secretary's office and ask." ”

"Xiao Qin, come on. Before Si Yan could express his position, the editor-in-chief's loud voice roared.

"Come on, he doesn't seem to be happy today, and he will have a late face as soon as he comes. Sister Zhao kindly reminded: "You just said that you are communicating with Mr. Zheng, deal with the past first." ”

"Hmm. Siyan nodded.

As expected, seeing that it was the deadline again, there were no highlights in this issue, the boss was very dissatisfied, and he got angry at the company's high-level meeting, and the editor-in-chief was angry, so he naturally wanted to find trouble with his subordinates.

Workplace work is like this, interlocking, and the official level crushes people to death.

Si Yan had nothing to say, so he had to be silently trained for ten minutes, and he answered.

"Xiao Qin, this matter can't be delayed any longer, give me an answer before you get off work, you know?" At the end, the editor-in-chief ended the morning conversation with one sentence.

Give a reply before you get off work?

Si Yan smiled bitterly: The editor-in-chief seems to have forgotten that the decision on this matter is not in her hands.

But who made her the one to be managed?

Besides, she has always been skeptical about this matter, so she did act a little negative, and she was waiting for Jiawen to contact her, which was also wrong.

There was no way, I returned to my seat, took out Zheng Jiawen's business card, and called the secretary's office.

"This is the Anshun company secretary's office, where can I find it?" on the other end of the phone was a sweet, with a slightly coquettish voice.

Well, it's really Zheng Dashao's style, just listening to the voice, you can imagine the beautiful and enchanting appearance of the other party.

Siyan couldn't help but say: "I'm Qin Siyan, a reporter from Fenglin Magazine, looking for your president." ”

"Mr. An is not here. As soon as she heard that it was a reporter, Song Min'er immediately sank her face and hung up the phone with a snap.

"Hey~" Facing the concerned colleagues in the room, Si Yan looked helpless.

"Forget it, who made our temple small? Xiaomei patted Si Yan's shoulder comfortingly.

"If you want me to say, this is a typical Hades king's good opinion, and the little ghost is difficult!" Xiao Gu followed up to express his feelings: "The secretaries of those large companies are holding chicken feathers as arrows, dragging them one by one!"

"Si Yan, why don't you go directly to his company. "Haolin gives pertinent advice.

"Hmm. Si Yan answered, took his bag and went out.

In fact, last night Jiawen gave her a private number, and she was welcome to be disturbed often. She didn't want to use the so-called privilege, but now it seems clear that business is not going to work.

Having learned the lesson of waiting outside Yichen's company for a day last time without results, this time, she decided to confirm the itinerary with Jiawen before going over, so as not to miss it again.

Downstairs, Siyan dialed Jiawen's phone on the side of the street.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Strange, could it be that the wrong number was dialed?

Or did his eldest young master play with her again and give her an empty number?

If it had been before yesterday, she would have had a preconceived notion that Jiawen was playing her.

But now, her impression of Jiawen has changed dramatically, and intuitively, he is not such a boring and tasteless person.

So, she patiently checked the number carefully and dialed it again.

This time, someone finally picked it up.

Si Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Hey?"

"Siyan?" a hoarse voice sounded on the other end.

"Jiawen?" Si Yan was startled, almost thinking that he had made the wrong call.

"Miss me so soon?" said Gavin teasedly.

It's Jiawen, except for him, no one else will be so frivolous.

"Are you sick?" the voice was so ugly, like a duck chirping.

"Not because of you?" said Gavin grinned.

"Have you seen a doctor?" Thinking of the funny appearance of him giving her his coat last night and jumping in the cold wind with his arms crossed, Si Yan felt sorry in his heart.

"Too lazy to go. He slouched on the couch.

"Do you have a fever?" He is young, as long as he does not have a fever, he should be fine if he takes some medicine.

"I don't know, I just know that the bones all over my body are sore. "He behaved nonchalantly.

Is there that?

"Go get your medicine. ”

"Not at home. ”

"Go buy it. "Really, this kind of thing still needs to be taught?

"Too lazy to go downstairs. "He's very irresponsible.

"What then?" Siyan was in a dilemma.

"You're in charge. Jiawen laughed and hugged the pillow to play.

Si Yan hesitated for a moment and asked, "Where do you live?"