Chapter 1: Why did you go to see her?
In the office building of the Century Building, the elevator door was about to close, and a crisp voice shouted urgently: "Hey, please wait a minute." ”
A petite girl with maroon curly hair tied into a ball, wearing a white crewneck T-shirt and black cropped jeans, squeezes into the elevator. She dressed casually and looked out of place with other people's serious professional attire and an elitist look.
Yao Zhiyue felt curious or contemptuous eyes from all directions, chewing gum in her mouth, and didn't care.
The elevator stopped on the 17th floor, Yao Zhiyue stepped out of the elevator, spit out the gum into the trash, tidied up her bangs a little, and walked into the door of the Defense Intelligence Shield Bureau with her head held high.
She walked to the office of the planning and execution department, removed a stack of documents from the filing cabinet, and snapped her fingers when she was done, "That's it!" ”
Yao Zhiyue walked out of the office with the documents in her arms. At this time, everyone was on duty, she put the documents on the desk, clapped her hands twice, and said skillfully: "This is the information handed over by the sentiment analysis department and the tracking and evidence collection department, everyone take a look at it carefully." ”
After assigning the task, Yao Zhiyue returned to her office and began to formulate a plan for implementation. She has been engaged in the industry of junior persuasion for three or four years, and she has been working all the way to the position of the head of planning and execution. Her hard work is obvious to everyone in the company.
At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Yao Zhiyue didn't raise her head, "Come in." ”
"Director Yao, a customer named and said he wanted to see you."
Yao Zhiyue's fingers on the keyboard paused, Qingxiu's brows frowned slightly, and she wondered: According to the process, she was the last to take over the case, and she was also the last to meet the customer.
"You let her in."
After a while, the door of the office was pushed open again, and seeing the person who came in, Yao Zhiyue's pupils tightened slightly, and his black and white eyes showed surprise - men who patronize here are really rare.
Yao Zhiyue's round apricot eyes were still full of doubts, but a smile appeared on his face, and the two lying silkworms under the smile were just right, giving people a sense of freshness of a girl.
Yao Zhiyue carefully looked at the man in front of him, with short hair on both sides, sword-shaped thick eyebrows, eyelids eyelids, slightly sunken eye sockets, and dark crystal-like eyes with a calm light. The black shirt faintly shows the good-looking silhouette of the strong chest muscles, and the whole body exudes an elegant temperament.
Yao Zhiyue looked away, only to feel that her cheeks were slightly hot, cleared her throat, and said seriously: "Sir, if you want to entrust us, you should first go to the sentiment analysis department to record your demands and the information you need." ”
The man was unmoved, his hands in his pockets, his face did not show any clues, and he said in a calm tone: "I am here to find you." ”
Yao Zhiyue was stunned, and her heart rose vigilantly, no matter how she searched, there was no existence of this person in her memory, "Who are you?" ”
The man didn't rush to answer, strode over to the chair opposite Zhiyue and sat down, and said lazily, "Don't you invite me to sit down?" ”
His face was expressionless, his deep eyes were like a cold pool, and a trace of coldness seeped out of them, and he said lightly: "On the 23rd of last month, have you seen Song Minjing?" ”
Listening to the other party's tone that seemed to be sure and questioned, Yao Zhiyue's body couldn't help but tremble, her eyes flickered slightly, but she pretended to be calm and said, "Song Minjing? After a pause, he said affirmatively: "Our company has not received this customer." ”
The man glanced at Yao Zhiyue, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, overflowing with a hint of mockery, "You haven't even checked it to be so sure?" ”
Yao Zhiyue's eyebrows jumped slightly, picked up the pen on the desk, looked at him cautiously, and said coldly, "Who are you?" ”
"Even if I casually make up an identity, you don't know if it's true or not, so why bother asking." He slowly leaned towards Yao Zhiyue, his dark eyes with a layer of calmness, "Why did you go to see her?" What the hell did you tell her? ”
Yao Zhiyue averted her gaze, instantly lowered her momentum, and said hesitantly: "I, I don't know what you're talking about?" I'm going to work, please leave. ”
His gaze was clearly calm, but it made people feel that the edge was on his back. Yao Zhiyue said angrily: "If you don't leave, I will call the security guard." ”
The man glanced at Yao Zhiyue coldly, stood up slowly, as if passing by, and left lightly.