Qian Ling frowned, and slowly pushed open the door of He Lin's house, the room was dim, and a few beams of moonlight spilled in through the window of the bedroom opposite, Qian Ling leaned sideways and touched near the door frame, hoping to touch the switch of the headlights in the room, but he didn't touch it for a long time. At the moment, she was also tired and sleepy, helpless, she had to go to the door first, taking advantage of the slight glow on the leather sofa, she groped her way to the sofa, wanting to put He Lin down first, but unexpectedly, as soon as she let go of He Lin's arm, He Lin collapsed directly on the sofa, which made Qian Ling feel shocked, and then secretly glad that He Linren did not fall under the sofa. Qian Ling took out his mobile phone and finally found the switch of the chandelier in the living room with the help of the faint light. It turned out that the switch was slightly higher than the door frame, so it's no wonder that I didn't touch it for a long time. But as soon as the light was turned on, she found that He Lin was facing sideways, his body was on the sofa, one hand was on the ground, and the other hand was turned around and shrunk at the corner of the sofa. Qian Ling walked back to He Lin's side, put him in the bedroom, covered He Lin with a quilt and left.

During the day the next day, the employees of the bank were discussing privately that the president did not come to work on the first day. It wasn't until the lunch break that Deng Qi, director of the administration department, came to ask Qian Ling why the president didn't come to work, and Qian Ling secretly said that the president went to drink with his classmates yesterday.

Deng Qi thought for a while and asked, "What time did he come home last night?"

"It's 12 o'clock, it's 1 o'clock when I get home. When Yang Ling said this, he spoke a little faster, and there was a slight smile on his face.

"You sent him home?"

"Of course, he just took office and didn't have a full-time driver, so I, the secretary, must have personally sent him home. ”

After hearing this, Deng Qi didn't say anything more, and hastily ended the conversation with Qian Ling. In Deng Qi's impression, Qian Ling has always been a little ambiguous about He Lin, and he often goes to He Lin's desk when he has nothing to do in the company. Almost everyone in the company knew that Qian Ling liked He Lin, and he didn't leave until He Lin left after he got off work every day, and he went to He Lin's desk to walk around before leaving, and specially told the cleaners to clean it.

It wasn't until 1 p.m. that He Lin appeared at the door of the bank. I saw him sleepy-eyed, and walked to the desk of Fang Chengdong, the director of the business department, a little shaky, Fang Chengdong got up and said, "Congratulations to President He for taking office today, do you have any arrangements?"

At this time, He Lin came to his senses and understood that he would be the president from today onwards.

"Fang Chengdong, where is my thing, where did my thing go?"

"President, your things have been put in your office by Secretary Qian, and you will know the details when you get upstairs. ”

He Lin blinked his eyes heavily, "Later, you can give me a copy of the quarterly work plan for this year and the year before that." ”

"Okay, Governor, I'll ask Chen Bing to send it to you later. ”

He Lin's president's office is on the east side of the second floor, and the office is not very large, only about 20 square meters, but the whole office is indeed very bright. Due to the high latitude of Xian'an City, the sun can shine into the house all year round regardless of winter and summer, and from the window of the office, you can clearly see the ancient building Ningyi Gate City Wall of Xian'an City in the north. The scenery of this location is quite beautiful, the left is the ancient city wall, directly opposite is the city's most prosperous commercial street, and the right is the ancient alley, which can be said to be a good place for the city's commercial value to be difficult to match.

He Lin walked upstairs, raised his head and saw Qian Ling, who had been waiting in the aisle for a long time, and before Qian Ling could speak, He Lin had already asked with a little sorrow: "Where did I put my things?"