The door of the president's office was slightly open, and the light was not bright, but the dark lines emitted a faint and dazzling light.

Song Yazhi walked in front of Song Qinghuan first, with beautiful steps, elegant and decent posture, and before the voice came out, she was already intimate.

Song Qinghuan walked behind unhurriedly, synchronized with Li Yan. He quietly glanced at it and sent a message.

The moment I stepped in, I finally got a glimpse of the original appearance of the office.

The south side is a clear panoramic glass window, the indoor light reflects the light and shadow flow slowly, behind the micro-retro golden silk nanmu desk, is the whole large structure hollow design bookcase, the cross-section is also engraved with excellent bone carving technology, can be described as a masterpiece in the cabinet.

The tan leather sofa and the thin blanket are accompanied by a noble vintage color.

There are no windows, but there is a natural scent of cedar blowing, as clear as early winter.

On the office chair, the man's face hangs slightly, and his slender fingers show a repetitive graceful arc with his page-turning movements. A few strands of hair on the corners of his forehead swayed lightly beside his eyebrows, and the light seemed to be refracted on his face, with a transparent and cold beauty.

Only upon closer inspection could you catch a glimpse of a shallow wrinkle in the center of his brow.

There is a subtle sense of oppression slowly creeping in.

Song Qinghuan stood quietly and waited.

Gu Jinyan didn't raise his head, and his voice was indifferent: "Since you are also here, let Li Yan check it together." ”

Song Yazhi looked inexplicable: "What to check?"

Li Yan smiled awkwardly and politely: "Mobile phone." ”

"Okay. She suddenly smiled, generously put her mobile phone on the coffee table, and looked at Song Qinghuan like a show.

After neatly taking out his mobile phone, Song Qinghuan's eyes fell on a plate of snacks on the coffee table. The spiral-shaped glass crystal cake has a few familiar italic handwriting in the middle frame.

Xu Liangji.

When she was young, she gave Gu Jinyan a box of snacks. Because I inquired about his preferences, I begged the master of Xu Liangji's store for a few days to learn this pastry method.

When she delivered it to him with great anticipation, she hid behind the wall and watched, imagining his surprise when he ate the crystal cake.

He took the box, threw it into the trash can as soon as he turned around, and talked to Song Yazhi, who came to talk to him.

At that time, she was unremarkable, with low self-esteem and withdrawn. And Song Yazhi is different, she can dress up and understand fashion, and she can dance, she is the person of the school, arrogant and confident.

"Miss Qiao, what is this?" Li Yan pointed to a picture on her phone, and the questioning voice pulled her thoughts back to reality.

The office was excessively quiet.

Gu Jinyan raised her head, and her gaze fell on the corners of her clear and slightly rippling eyes, as if she was scrutinizing and doubting. He quickly stood up and walked slowly towards her.

For a moment, the illusion will haunt you, as if you have returned to the past.

The young man with cold eyes and a shocking demeanor walked towards her, like a radiant young male protagonist in a movie.

It's just that as soon as he opened his mouth, it was so cold that it was eye-popping.

"Explain. ”

The picture is a cross-sectional view of the internal structure of the Star Group, and in such a case, it is indeed highly suspected that it has some kind of ulterior motive.

Next to her, Song Yazhi's proud arc was about to overflow to her sideburns.

Song Qinghuan stretched out his white fingers, his fingertips soaked in the light, standing sideways, and said indifferently: "I am a fan of Lin Xiao, I want to know his studio floor, ask someone to ask for it." ”

Lin Xiao, an actor who is out of the circle with his strength and personality, is most famous for his role as a scumbag villain who is extremely charming, and he is even popular with the audience, and he is in the limelight.

Gu Jinyan's gaze fell on her side face.

The wings of the nose are delicate and tall, the gray-blue eyes are radiant, and the highlighter part is a little strong, full of three-dimensionality. The makeup is slightly thicker, but not vulgar.

Song Yazhi noticed Gu Jinyan's gaze, and was vigilant in her heart, and said to Song Qinghuan with a smile: "I didn't expect you to like Lin Xiao so much, I believe he will be very happy, he has always been very ostentatious." ”

It seemed like he was degrading her.

The corners of Song Qinghuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he was silent. It's like silent shyness.

Gu Jinyan's footsteps turned, and the front suit button was loosened by him at will, his eyebrows were indifferent and cold, and the afterglow seemed to glance sharply at this side again.

"Joseph is here next week, so you guys should get ready. As he spoke, he turned sideways into the inner chamber.

Song Yazhi's face was not very pleasant, and she was about to say something, but was led to the reception room by Li Yan with a smile with the script materials.

There was a sudden silence in the office. There is a feeling of emptiness after being left cold.

Song Qinghuan sat upright, looked straight ahead, and leisurely picked up the porcelain cup and took a sip of black tea.

Chamber.

Gu Jinyan leaned in front of the surveillance screen, his dark eyes revealing a hint of cold light.

The staff cut the picture, compared it with the blurry black shadow, and then said, "The similarity is close to 80 percent." ”

"But...... The woman that day was a short-haired black man. "It's completely different from the curly honey brown in the picture in front of me.

Gu Jinyan tugged at his cuffs and got up with a sneer: "Maybe this is the breakthrough." ”

At this moment, the sun is just right, and the bright color of the ground has fallen.

"Lolita. A different, gentle voice seemed to come from the silence. Strange and familiar, her heart trembled slightly.

Song Qinghuan turned his gaze and saw Gu Jinyan standing still in the aperture, giving people a sudden sense of brightness.

He changed into a pure black suit, and the workmanship was very elegant. There is also a delicate golden sword-shaped brooch next to the neckline, and with his steps, the style is unique and elegant.

He approached her gaze and sat beside her.

The two men were so close that they could hear each other's shallow breathing.

His cold eyes were shining, and his voice was actually slightly soft: "Wait for Joseph to come and discuss the specific requirements with you, maybe you will be asked to do other more suitable work." ”

Her fingers tightened slightly, and she nodded without changing her face.

"Mind cutting your hair off?" his bony fingers suddenly ran over a strand of honey-brown hair on her shoulder, gently squeezing a handful over the back of her shoulder.

The sharpness was suddenly sluggish, and Song Qinghuan's back stiffened involuntarily.

Her gray-blue eyes moved, "I don't mind." ”

The slender fingers slowly lowered from her hair, as if they were still unsatisfied. A faint cold breath lingered, and after a long time, he said a faint "um".

When he walked out of the office, Song Qinghuan saw Song Yazhi standing not far from the office door, holding the sharp eye knife projected by her arms.

She looked ahead and passed by unhurriedly.

"Stop!"

The footsteps in the hallway still echoed at an even speed, not paying attention to the sound in the slightest.

Song Yazhi sneered, and her body trembled with anger. The graceful posture completely dissipated, and he hurried after it regardless of it.

"What is Miss Joe running for?"