Jian Yiyi was originally going to visit Zhang Tong, but she didn't see anyone when she first arrived at the ward.

Finally, I learned from the nurse that he had been discharged.

It seems that the previous treatment for him was still useful.

The sound of a text message came from the "ding......" pocket.

"The crew reads the script at eight o'clock on Sunday morning, so you must come." It's Mousse Year that texts.

Thinking of the next scene to be filmed, Jian Yiyi replied directly with a "good".

It's already April, and it seems that this drama is going to be released before New Year's Day, and counting the time for post-editing, the filming time is still a little tight.

However, there will be more time for summer vacation after the college entrance examination, which should not affect the progress of the crew.

"Ding ......" Jian Yiyi had just walked out of the hospital door, and the sound of text messages came from her mobile phone again.

"See you at the Café in the evening." The text message was from an unfamiliar number.

"Looks like a mistake." Jian Yiyi thought to herself, turned off her phone directly, and planned to go back and have a good night's sleep.

It took a lot of mental energy to get the needle just now, so I have to go back and make up for it.

At this time, in the subsidiary of Beicheng Mushi Group, there was a slender figure standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The man had one hand in his trouser pocket casually, and the other hand was rubbing the phone in his hand.

From time to time, there was a hint of light on his handsome face, and his narrow eyebrows were always looking in the direction of the phone.

"Mr. Mu, the documents are all on the table." At this time, Aqing knocked on the door and came in, and at a glance he saw the cold and arrogant figure standing not far away.

Even if it's just the back, the innate kingly aura still exudes from time to time, which makes people dare not underestimate it.

The boss seemed to be in a good mood today, at least he didn't feel cold.

"You say, why hasn't she replied to my messages?" Looking at the mobile phone in his hand, Mu Qifeng frowned slightly, feeling a faint discomfort in his heart.

Is it because you didn't see the text message?

"Huh? Mr. Pastor, what do you say? Because he was standing far away, Aqing didn't hear clearly at all.

"Nothing." Mu Qifeng put his phone aside and began to work on the documents on his desk.

Seeing that the boss looked as usual, still with the same ice cube face, Ah Qing shrugged his shoulders at this time, he should have heard it wrong just now, right?

By the time Mu Qifeng finished processing the documents in his hand, it was already an hour later, but the mobile phone still didn't ring at all.

Ah Qing, who was standing in the distance, noticed that the boss was looking at the mobile phone from time to time, could it be that he was waiting for some important call?

"An hour and a ten." Mu Qifeng's eyebrows furrowed slightly, he raised his eyes and looked in the direction of the phone, and his angular face was slowly covered with a layer of ice.

It seems that he is really waiting for some important call, Ah Qing thought to himself.

However, that mobile phone is the boss's personal phone, and it stands to reason that it shouldn't be a work thing.

I don't know why, I always feel that the temperature in this office has dropped again, why does it feel cold?

Seeing the time pass by hour by hour, the temperature of this office can almost freeze to death in the end.

"Shepherd...... Mr. Mu, the arrangements for the evening ......" Aqing already had a hundred question marks in his heart at this time, and asked cautiously.

Who is so bold as to make the big boss wait for the call?

"Pushed." Mu Qifeng's handsome eyebrows and facial features seemed to be shrouded in a layer of ice, and his sharp eyes swept over the figure standing in the distance.

Feeling the boss's eyes as if they were from hell, Aqing suddenly snorted, "Yes." ”

It's over, it's over, and the big boss is going to get angry.