13: Waiting for love

The secretary was keenly aware of his strangeness, and her heart instantly lifted, and she asked cautiously, "Mr. Fang, is there something wrong?" ”

Fang Ziyao didn't answer, just pressed the keyboard and dialed back little by little.

If you look closely, you can see that his fingers are shaking.

It wasn't until the picture was frozen at thirty-six seconds that a woman's profile appeared at the very edge of the shot.

The woman appeared for less than a second, and the camera flashed by.

But just this shot of less than a second made Fang Ziyao like a lightning strike.

The secretary became more and more frightened, for fear that something had gone wrong, knowing that the president was strict with his work, everyone knew how strict he was.

But to her surprise, Fang Ziyao just waved his hand, "You go out first." ”

The secretary suddenly retreated as if he had been granted amnesty.

After she went out, Fang Ziyao's seemingly calm expression finally changed.

He almost leaned in front of the computer screen to stare at the woman's side face, his fingers clenched into fists, the green tendons bulging above, and his sharp black eyes were full of excitement and disbelief at the moment.

He dialed the internal phone to the assistant, and his quiet voice was full of trembling: "Book a ticket to Haicheng as soon as possible, book it now." ”

***

Will that person come to buy flowers today?

The woman was wearing a plain dress, with long seaweed-like hair and a loose coil behind her head, which added an intellectual beauty to her.

She was holding a pot to water the flowers, and her thoughts were full of thoughts, just from a distance, this was the most beautiful picture of beauty.

"Hello, ask for a bunch of lavender."

The familiar gentle voice came along with the sound of footsteps, Ji Yanran subconsciously looked up, and sure enough, the man came again.

He seemed to have just gotten off work, dressed in a formal suit, carrying a briefcase in his hand, and his eyes seemed to crumple with starlight.

At first glance, he is softer than the sun's rays, and a slight smile can drive away all the gloom in people's hearts.

He would come every day to buy flowers, and every time he went to buy a bunch of lavender, and this had been the case for more than two months.

Ji Yanran knows that the flower language of lavender is waiting for love.

She expertly packed a bunch of lavender for him and handed it to him.

Jiang Yan scanned the QR code with WeChat, and showed her the money after transferring, but this time he didn't leave after taking the flowers, but stood in place, holding the bunch of lavender, and smiled at her: "Boss, I'm also an old customer, do you think I can add your WeChat?" ”

Ji Yanran's heart beat faster because of his words, maybe she didn't even notice it, the tips of her ears were already red.

She tried to behave as normal as she could, and asked with a smile, "Is this a new way to pick up a conversation?" ”

As she said this, she blinked her eyes, looking a little lively and playful.

Jiang Yan was dazzled by her expression, he shrugged his shoulders and generously admitted, "It should be quite an old-fashioned way to pick up a conversation, but boss, will you give this opportunity?" ”

Ji Yanran thought very reservedly for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "Yes, after all, you are an old customer." ”

Jiang Yan asked again: "Will all regular customers have this benefit?" ”

Ji Yanran smiled: "Of course not." ”

Jiang Yan's mood jumped, scanned her QR code, and sent her a friend application.

Jiang Yan shook the lavender in his hand, "Then boss, see you tomorrow." ”

"See you tomorrow."

Until Jiang Yan's back disappeared from sight, Ji Yanran still couldn't help but sigh, what a beautiful man.

She stood there and laughed at herself, and was about to continue watering the flowers when her eyes caught a glimpse of a certain place and suddenly froze.