That line of text, like a bloody rose, bloomed enchantingly and tragically on the paper.

Wen Jie's heart was beating when he saw it.

With a hot head, he rushed out of the office, saw that the elevator was not there, and turned to run down the walking ladder.

As soon as he opened the fire door of the 20th floor corridor and swept his eyes over the large trash can at the corner of the stairs, he suddenly paused.

His legs didn't seem to obey the call, and he was supposed to go downstairs, but the ghost approached the garbage can step by step.

The smell peculiar to the trash can is getting stronger and stronger, and it goes straight to the nose. He tilted his head slightly so that his nose could move away from the trash can, and then lifted the lid of the trash can.

I saw a small amount of office waste at the bottom of the trash can, which seemed to account for 1/5 of the volume of the bin.

Why is there no one to empty this bucket of garbage?

The 16th to 20th floors are separated by several floors, and twenty minutes have passed before and after, and there is not even a shadow of cleaning on the 20th floor.

Is the administration department so unable to arrange work, no one collects the garbage on the floor where the general manager is located, but collects the garbage on other floors?

Wen Jie turned around and went back to the office suspiciously.

He returned to his desk and found that the blood book on the table was gone, except for the quill lying on the table, the tip of which had dried up with a dark red liquid.

Who has come to my office in such a short period of time?

In broad daylight, who is so blatantly making such jokes.

He studied the internal telephone contact form for a while, found Li Shiman's internal phone number from it and dialed it:

"Bell, bell, bell......"

The phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

Is something wrong?

Just as he was about to hang up, the phone was connected.

"Mr. Li, why did you take so long to answer the phone."

"Hello, Mr. Li is not in the office, I am her assistant, Xue Xiaowan."

It was Xue Xiaowan, Wen Jie's mind that appeared the image of a short-haired girl in a black short skirt and a blue silk shirt.

"Oh, then do you know where Mr. Li went?"

"I don't know, I also came to her to sign. I walked to the door and found her office door open and the intercom on the desk ringing.

Normally, I shouldn't have answered the leader's call. I turned around and was about to leave, but I could see that the phone kept ringing, probably because there was an emergency, otherwise no one would have dialed it over and over again, hesitated for a moment, and still came in to answer the phone. Xue Xiaowan said timidly.

"Okay, I got it!" Wen Jie put the earpiece on his ear and listened carefully to the voice coming from the earpiece on the other side, "Bang! The other party hung up the phone.

Wen Jie rubbed his ears, dragged the earpiece far away, frowned at the phone receiver, then took a breath, lay down on the chair, and crossed his legs on the desk.

He played with the quill in his hand, the green feather attached to a copper barrel that ...... Wen Jie leaned closer, looking more carefully, is this rod deliberately aged in an antique style or is it true that the old copper pen barrel is rusted, so it looks so mottled and broken?

The steel nib has three symmetrical arcs on it, and in the innermost arc, a line of letters is written vertically:

The dried red mark on the nib, covering 1/2 of the nib, is almost the upper edge of the second arc.

He put the tip of his pen under his nose and sniffed it: there was no terrible salty smell as he had imagined.

Wen Jie couldn't help but smile and shook his head, it was just dipped in red ink, and he actually thought of murder.

Isn't it a little nervous that has been tormented by system tasks lately?

He inadvertently turned the barrel of the pen and found that the side of the barrel was also engraved with the letters: SOUL.

Soul?

He threw the quill on the table, found the restaurant's phone from the inside line, and called but no one answered.

I looked at my watch: 14:45.

It is estimated that the restaurant is closed.

He also wants to eat when he rests, and he feels hungry at this moment.

Maybe the assistant general manager next door had something to eat, and he got up and went to the general manager's office, the door was hidden.

He stood in front of the door, and could faintly hear the people inside.

It's a short-haired girl wearing a short black skirt and a blue silk shirt, Xue Xiaowan!

"Yes, Mr. Wen, I heard Mr. Wang say that Mr. Wen and Mr. Li were in the office, and I don't know what they talked about, both of them were very emotional, and Mr. Li was in tears. Later, two people ...... The two of them hugged each other......"

Depend on! Let's just say that I don't want to come to work in a big company, the personnel relationship is too complicated, and a group of people are waiting behind your back to make a small report.

Wen Jie pushed the door and walked in, Xue Xiaowan and his father Wen Tianyi looked at Wen Jie who walked in amazement.

Xue Xiaowan panicked: "That...... That, Mr. Wen, you talk, I'll go first! ”

After saying that, she walked in the direction of the door in a panic.

Wen Jie stretched out his arm to stop her and said, "You went upstairs fast enough?" ”

"Huh?"

Xue Xiaowan was stunned: "No, no, you talk!" I still have something, I still have something to do......"

As she spoke, she ran towards the door with small steps.

Wen Jie looked at Xue Xiaowan's back and "snorted", which was regarded as expressing his dissatisfaction.

Wen Tianyi was smacking the words of public relations assistant Xue Xiaowan, and the more he pondered, the happier he became.

So, when Wen Jie turned around, he was greeted by a pair of smiling eyes, and his father was looking at him with a smile.

Others beat their own small reports, and his father turned out to be so excited, Wen Jie was a little surprised:

"Dad, what are you laughing at?"

"I ...... Am I laughing? ”

Wen Tianyi touched his chin and asked.

Knowing that Wen Jie and Li Shiman might know each other, and behaving closely, they actually ...... They even hugged each other!

He is happy in his heart, he knows his son, Wen Jie is definitely not the kind of person who casually hugs girls, if he has intimate behavior with anyone, he must like others.

But he was obviously just happy in his heart, how could he ...... How did Wen Jie see it?

I have been in the mall for many years, why did I start to be happy?

Wen Jie didn't answer, he looked around and saw a small Xiaoice box in the corner of the office.

He walked straight over and opened it to see that there was a lot of stock.

Having picked out a ham sandwich and a jug of milk, he sat down on the couch and started moving.

"Dad, why do you have so much food in the refrigerator?" Wen Jie asked, tearing open the plastic wrap of the sandwich.

"Sometimes I miss meals when I'm busy." Wen Tianyi walked up to Wen Jie and sat down as well: "Wen Jie, why haven't you eaten yet?" ”

"No ......"

"If you don't eat at noon, where did you go?

Wen Tianyi didn't understand, he took out the phone and dialed out a number.

Wen Jie's mouth was stuffed with sandwich ham, and he stopped thoughtfully as he chewed.

He stared at the can of milk in his hand in a daze.