Although I was seriously injured, I still had to deal with the piles of work one by one, and I staggered the wound and held the corner of my forehead, carefully reviewing the activity plan submitted by the sales department.

"Mr. Ye!" Deng Li knocked on the door and walked in and said, "Mr. Ye, the propaganda notice from the headquarters ......" She hesitated before she finished speaking.

I rolled up my eyes and asked indifferently, "What did you say?"

"Say...... The work of the studio was heavy, so we were asked to shoot at the same time as Mr. Xie's side the day after tomorrow, and said......" She hesitated again.

"Just say it," I said lightly.

"Said that you would let you communicate with Yan Yan on your own, and said that the studio would only free up that day, and it would not wait. Deng Li brought the words as they were.

You don't have to think about this kind of aggressive trick to know that Xie Yun is behind the ghost, she has strong social skills and is hot with various departments in the headquarters, and she can achieve her goal with a little means.

"Okay, got it", I nodded slightly, paused and asked, "Did Yan Yan's agent leave a contact?"

Deng Li's eyes focused on the empty space, and she thought about it for a while and said, "It doesn't seem to be there, but I know about Yan Yan's contact." She pursed her lips, feeling that the second half of her sentence was like nonsense.

I stared at the documents on the table, silent, and only after Deng Li left did I pick up the mobile phone on the side and dial Yan Yan's number.

The beeping continued over and over again, but he never heard the other party answer, and when he was about to hang up the phone, his voice suddenly sounded: "What's the matter?" Business was low and indifferent.

"There's something I want to talk to you about," I confessed.

There was silence on the phone for a while, and then there was a flirtatious voice with a delicate smile: "Brother Yan, who are you talking to on the phone?"

The hand holding the phone clenched unconsciously, and his eyebrows narrowed slightly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" and then hung up the phone decisively.

I threw my phone on the table with a little emotion, unloaded my breath and leaned back in my chair to close my eyes to relieve my headache, when the phone rang with a text message ding.

I raised my tired eyelids, leaned over and dragged my phone, clicked on it to see that it was an unfamiliar address sent by Yan Yan, and added a note at the end, "Tonight, on time." ”

Deng Li's reminder came from the busy door: "Mr. Ye, it's time to get off work!"

I removed my hand holding the corner of my forehead and rested it on the table, raising my eyes and nodding gently at her.

"Do you need me to take you home?" she asked.

"No thanks!" I said, tugging at the corners of my mouth.

When the company was almost gone, I got up and put the messy desktop, put the approved documents in the corner of the table, stuffed the hospital's opened office into my bag, put a blood-stained blazer in the crook of my arm, and walked out with my mobile phone in my hand.

In the taxi, Mr. Driver kept looking at me through the rearview mirror, and after driving a distance, he couldn't help but ask, "...... Is this illegal? Do you want to go to the police station first?"

I was stunned when I looked back from the car window, and then I looked down at the blood on my neckline along the rearview mirror, and then suddenly explained: "Oh! Thank you!

Obviously, this excuse is very inconsistent with the actual situation, anyone who falls will shed so much blood, the eyes in the rearview mirror are obviously suspicious, but it is not good to ask too much about privacy, so I can only stop and look away and concentrate on driving.

The address given by Yan Yan is a quiet single-family villa area in the middle of the noise, this lot is relatively hidden, and the employees who live here are either rich or expensive, and the employees who used to listen to the gossip said that the houses here are not open to the public for sale, they are all internally determined, and the identities of the residents are more mysterious.

I don't know how much a celebrity earns, and it's even more unknown whether I can buy a luxury house here!

In the middle of the night, the weather changed suddenly and a strong wind blew, and a cool breeze blew, so I put on the dyed red blazer and trotted to the entrance and exit of the community in order to keep out the cold.

There was a young man standing in the rain shelter behind the steel fence, he was wearing a dark blue security suit, wearing the same hat on his head, and his straight posture showed extraordinary spirit, he sensed the approach of outsiders, raised his palm sideways and made a forbidden gesture outward, looked me up and down with a vigilant gaze and said: "Hello, who are you looking for?"

I politely said, "Hello! I was invited by Mr. Yan. ”

"Mr. Yan, which Mr. Yan?" the young man asked sternly.

"Yan Yan!" I confessed, and as soon as the words fell, raindrops the size of sesame seeds fell from the sky.

The young man looked up at the sky and then turned his head to glance at me, paused, and then turned to look through the information book at the door and window.

The summer rain always came suddenly and violently, and I was gradually soaked by the rain while waiting, and after a while, the guy closed the information book and turned around and walked to the pavilion and said, "Hello, I checked all the residents' information, and there is no resident named Yanyan here." ”

Hearing this, I frowned, took out my mobile phone to check the details of the text message, and said uneasily: "Please notify the residents of Building 17, and say that Ye Qing is looking for it." ”

The young man couldn't hide his displeasure and turned around and walked into the back room.

After a while, the guy shouted impatiently through the window: "Building 17 is unanswered!"

The large dolphin fountain in the fence a few meters away looked particularly comical in the dark gray drench, just like me in ......the rain, stupid and ridiculous.

Is this his prank? Was he dissatisfied with that morning's decision? Or was he intent on fixing me?

I held back my anger and still called him unwillingly, but there was nothing else in the earpiece except for the infinite busy tone, and I repeated calls to no avail, and finally fell down the hand that was attached to my ear.

"Girl, go back! I see countless stalkers like you, so why bother to be sad here. The young man reluctantly walked to the pavilion eaves to persuade.

"What do you mean?" I asked, staring at him coldly.

The young man sighed and said, "Hey, you are covered in blood, you must have been beaten by the main master, don't make a fool of yourself, go back to recuperate quickly." ”

I finally understood what he said, and what he said and acted was an unreasonable third party in the eyes of others.

I suppressed the foreign object in my throat and eyes, and said calmly: "You are mistaken, I am not a troublemaker." ”

The young man chuckled disdainfully: "Whatever you want, I can't open this door, what do you love!" After speaking, he shook his head and entered the inner room.

The rain irrigated every inch of my skin, and the bright red blood stains on my suit slowly faded to apricot color under the baptism, and the cold enveloped me.

The gauze on my forehead slowly slid down to my eyelids because I couldn't bear the weight, and I pulled it in embarrassment, and the blood scab that had originally congealed split open again, and the blood overflowed again.

I took two steps back, turned around and walked towards the main road, and the splash of water dissolved into the ground and into the sewer.