Until dawn. I don't know how long the bedside alarm clock has been ringing. I fumbled with the alarm clock with my eyes closed. I want to turn off this annoying noise that I once hated. Probably the alarm clock sensed the deep disgust of the autonomous. Didn't wait for me to turn it off. I stopped the alarm when I knew what was going on. The world is finally quiet again.

However, it didn't take long for the commotion to start again. It's not the alarm clock that's Anming. He lay on top of me and pinched my face mischievously. Make all sorts of funny faces." Mom. Send me to school."

Had a drink last night. My head is still dizzy. It's the time of sleepiness. Roll over and hold him in your arms. Murmured: "Don't make a fuss. Sleep."

The little man in his arms struggled uncomfortably. I didn't even pay attention to him several times." Mommy Mom Mom. I'm going to be late."

"Hmm. What time is it?" I asked an idiot with a stretch. An Ming is just over two years old and can't read the clock at all. After speaking, lie on the bed and continue to sleep.

Some habits can't be changed no matter how many years have passed. For example, love to lie in bed. I can't get out of bed for half an hour without the alarm clock. So An Ming's first task every day was to wake me up. For example, I like to eat soy milk fritters and meat buns from a certain family. Because he used to buy it for me. Like what...... Love Wen Yimo. It's a feeling and habit that you can't quit for years. The inside of the silver ring that was originally worn on the right hand is no longer engraved with "XCY", but with "WYM".

Jiang Kexin slapped my [fart] stock hard. Eighty deafening voices. I didn't feel sleepy." Got up. It's half past seven."

Hit a spirit. Reflexively sit up. Wash your face and brush your teeth quickly. Unconsciously reminiscing about last night's scene. I only vaguely remember that Wen Yimojun's face was very gloomy. What the hell did I say to provoke him? Or because I vomited dirty in his car. His clothes. Remember that night in the United States. I also vomited his clothes because of drinking. He was disgusted and pushed me away.

"Mom. Don't be in a daze. Let's go to work." An Ming picked up the small schoolbag and took Jiang Kexin's hand and walked over with a smile. My godmother sent me to school."

I take a towel to wipe the toothpaste foam off the corner of my mouth. Chao Jiang Kexin threw a flattering smile. My eyes narrowed into two slits." Kexin. Thanks."

Jiang Kexin lowered his head and asked Xiao Budian, who was only 85 centimeters tall. AN Ming. What do you call me?"

An Ming shouted very cooperatively: "Godmother."

"Hey. That's good." Jiang Kexin rubbed An Ming's hair quite proudly. He turned to me and said, "See. My godson. Just screamed at him godmother. I have to send him to school. Buy him candy to eat."

"Godmother is so nice." An Ming immediately got up. Hugging Jiang Kexin's thighs and rubbing them. I blinked. When did the little guy learn this.

One big and one small left with a smile and a smile. The alarm clock in the room went off again. It's like "Chase Coll". That's what I set up in my head. Make a fuss every ten minutes. Tortures me mad every morning. Hurry up with the ringing of the bell. Hurriedly sent An Ming to school. Then I took the subway at 8:45. Breakfast is quickly settled within 10 minutes by car.

I gobbled down the buns. One for three. Bread is the staff of life. I have always adhered to my mother's "classic 15-character saying" that "the people take food as the sky. Be ashamed to eat less. Take pride in eating more. So five meat buns every morning. Add a cup of soy milk. Watch the latest news about the real estate industry while eating. But I don't know how long the handsome guy sitting next to me looked at me.

"What." I've got a mouthful full of buns. Asked him vaguely.

He was embarrassed. Hurriedly waved his hand." Not...... Nothing. You continue. Keep eating."

I didn't have the pleasure of rolling my eyes. I'll admit I was a little rude. It's like a "starving ghost" reincarnated. But there's no need to put on such a surprised face.

As soon as I got off the subway, I picked up my bag and ran to the company at a speed of 100 meters. Then wait for the elevator. Nervously looking at the numbers on the monitor.25, 24, 23...... It's been like a century. It's nine o'clock in two minutes. Late arrivals will be deducted for full attendance. I feel the urge to take the stairs." The elevator door finally opened. I feel too slow to even open and close doors.

Nervously looking at the time on the phone. God knows how much I wish the numbers had stayed and not moved. The second you step into the office. The numbers moved just under nine o'clock. I patted my chest. Take a long breath. Say to yourself, "Fortunately, I wasn't late."

Wen Yimo, who was sitting in front of the computer opposite, raised his eyebrows and glanced at me. Just a glance. Didn't say anything. He's used to it anyway. I do this almost every day.

After a while I saw him standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window answering a phone call. It seems to be in a bad mood. Frowned slightly. Leaning against the window, he looked at me meaninglessly for a long time.

I touched my nose. I couldn't help but ask him, "What's wrong?"

"Come out with me tonight to sign the contract." Wen Yimo sat back in his seat. Busy work again.

Recently, I'm talking about the cooperation with Mr. Li. It can't be. Do you want me to go......

Even if you are unwilling. Still have to go. Wen Yimo said that people named me and asked me to go. Otherwise a qiē free to talk. Looks like I'm going to have to show off my eighteen martial arts. Be sure to win the contract signed by both parties. In office for a few months. Not only has he never contributed to the company. And the reputation is too bad. Whether the counterattack was successful or not in this move.

When socializing, the strange thing is that only Mr. Jiang brought a woman. Mr. Li still told me to sit next to him. I poured him a drink while talking about work without deviating from the topic. He always wanted to get off the hook. I was perfunctory in my words. He advised me to drink. I excuse myself for all sorts of reasons. Don't wait for him to speak. Directly to the tea instead of the wine first dry as a respect.

In the end, Mr. Li slapped the table. Set a full glass of wine in front of me." Secretary Liu drank this glass of wine today. I signed the contract."

Speaking of which. It looks like you can't hide it. I just want a cup. Won't get drunk. I smiled and said, "Mr. Li is serious."

Mr. Li stretched out four fingers and shook them. smiled and said, "Seriously. A gentleman is hard to chase."

"Good. Then I'll drink it." Raise your glass. As soon as the mouth of the cup touched his lips, he was snatched away by Wen Yimo. He drank it all in one gulp.

Probably because I was afraid that I would be drunk again. And then the stomach is upset. Spit dirty on his luxury car. That's why they drink for me.

Wen Yimo hooked the corners of his lips. Fill yourself again." I'll drink three cups for Secretary Liu."

He drank three glasses of wine in a row.

Mr. Li's eyes narrowed slightly. Soon he regained his expression. He said to me reluctantly: "Secretary Liu doesn't give Li face."

Wen Yimo kept smiling. Asked him rhetorically: "Does Mr. Li think that the face of the general manager of my dignified Hengtai Group is not as big as the face of a small secretary?"

"Of course not. Of course not." Multiple enemies are not as good as multiple friends. In the future, there may be something that needs Hengtai's help. What's more, the Wen family is the richest man in City A. Mr. Li can't afford to offend. In fact, sooner or later he will sign the contract. It's just an attitude that I want to have. It's just contrived.

Although I guessed Mr. Li's thoughts. But I couldn't hold back the excitement in my heart. Took the contract and looked at it over and over again in the car. smiled and shook the contract towards Wen Yimo. You see, you see. Hey, I signed a contract. The first time to talk about cooperation. It worked."

Wen Yimo leaned back in his seat. Lazily makes an "um" sound. He's been used to it for a long time. Hardly surprising. But I'm different. My first social. Let's talk about cooperation for the first time. Although most of the credit goes to him. I have no credit and hard work. The skin of the mouth is almost worn out.

When I was almost in the community, I reluctantly put the contract into the document bag. Carefully pack it and then hand it over to Wen Yimo.

I turned around when I saw the car drive away. Walking in a dimly lit neighborhood. It always feels like there's someone behind it. Turned his head and there was no one. Quiet as usual. Shake your head. Maybe I'm thinking too much.

Suddenly, a dark shadow on the ground was approaching. I was so frightened that I ran away. After all, he was still held back by the strong hands of the black shadow. He covered my mouth hard. Be dragged to a slightly brighter spot. I just saw what he looked like. It's Brother Long.

He quickly shoved me into the black van. Haizi clamped my hand. Tie it tightly with a very rough rope. I was tied up so painfully. Then I was blindfolded with a strip of black cloth.

The eyes under the strip of cloth are full of horror. I excitedly asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Brother Long blows smoke on me. Sneered: "You'll know when you go."

It's Wang Jiyuan. I remember the last time Brother Long wanted to kidnap me, he said that Wang Jiyuan wanted to see me. I've always been disciplined. Never sin against anyone. What do they hate with me? Kidnap me many times. Was it that night by the sea. I eavesdropped on their conversation. was discovered.

I'm uneasy. Sitting on pins and needles. Will he still appear this time? Will he come and save me?

"It's here." Brother Long got out of the car first. Haizi pulled me out. I cautiously followed. The light in front of me is getting brighter and brighter. It's just that you can't see anything. It's like going into a room. They suddenly don't go. Brother Long's tone became respectful. with flattery." Miss Wang. I've brought it to you."

I felt a little "chuckle" in my heart. Miss Wang. How is it not Wang Jiyuan. Listen to Brother Long's tone and salutation. This Miss Wang should come from a lot of background. It is Wang Jiyuan's sister or sister. A hypothesis flashed in my heart. That's the last thing I want to believe. Must be thinking too much. It can't be her. No way.

Long. I can't hear Miss Wang. I only heard Brother Long ask Haizi in a low voice, "What did Miss Wang write?"

No wonder there is no sound. It turned out that she wrote it down on paper. Countless questions came to mind. Is Miss Wang mute. Not able to speak. You can only communicate by writing.

Brother Long is illiterate. It is estimated that Haizi understands. That's why I asked him. Haizi replied in a low voice, "Miss Wang wants us to take this woman to Mayflower."

Haizi's voice trembled slightly. Seems to be scared. It can be concluded that he is afraid of Miss Wang.

What kind of person is Miss Wang?

Mayflower is a famous place for fireworks in City A. It's a cabaret. I couldn't help but get scared too. Miss Wang is really insidious and vicious.

"What are you going to do? Let me go. I'll give you as much money as you want. Despite the offer." I struggled. All kinds of temptations. All they want is money." My dad is the chairman of Yuanxing Real Estate. As long as you let me go. I'll give you a sum of money. I can guarantee that I won't call the police."