Ruan Cen cleaned up the company, Fu Lai collapsed on the sofa, and pulled Pu Zhihan to ask Pu Yinqi for a belt.

After a few words, Ruan Cen left.

As soon as she walked on her front foot, Pu Xin immediately followed her back heel.

Downstairs in the apartment, the driver was about to drive away, when he saw someone open the door and get into the car, and hurriedly said, "Someone, I'm sorry." ”

"We know each other, it doesn't matter." Pu Xin sat directly inside.

Ruan Cen knew that it was him, so he didn't say anything, and closed his eyes to recuperate.

She was going to ignore him directly, but he was unwilling to be ignored, and looked at her from time to time, and when he saw that she was indifferent, he hummed a song again.

It's not loud, it's not too small, but it's disturbing enough.

Ruan Cen was calm, as if he hadn't heard it, and was completely unaffected.

But the driver was different, he couldn't help but ask: "Seventh Master, what tune are you humming?" ”

Pu Xin was not wearing a mask, and the driver recognized him.

"What? Doesn't it sound good? Pu Xin raised his voice a lot.

He didn't want to scare anyone, he just wanted to make noise with Ruan Cen and let her know about his existence.

But the driver obviously didn't know, thinking that he was about to get angry when he was said to be unhappy, and hurriedly said: "It's good, it's good!" ”

"It's because you hum so good tune that I take the liberty of wanting to ask what song it is!"

"Really! That's a great sound! It's better than what an authentic singer sings! It's just, it's ......."

"What is it?"

"Yes...... It's the sound of heaven! ”

Pu Xin laughed, but didn't continue to hum.

He didn't know what the tune was, but he just hummed casually. The driver said that he was not afraid that he would be angry.

Turning her head to look at Ruan Cen, she still looked like she was recuperating with her eyes closed, as if nothing could disturb her.

……

Ten minutes later to Xingpu Building.

The car stopped steadily, and Ruan Cen opened his eyes.

Pu Xinyi gave the driver a red banknote, waved his hand and said, "Don't look for it." ”

Unique domineering style.

But in Ruan Cen's opinion, he is completely a sand sculpture temperament.

The two got out of the car and entered the elevator one after the other.

Ruan Cen ignored him all the way, and it wasn't until he entered the office that he said lightly: "Qishao, is it fun to tailgating?" ”

Pu Xin thought for a moment, "It's okay." ”

"Volunteer."

"Okay, you just do your thing, don't worry about me."

She sat down at the back of her desk, no matter what he did, he couldn't wait to do it, he just enjoyed it.

After taking a turn and visiting, it feels really ...... Monotonous to the extreme.

Same as at her home.

Live like the default theme in the mobile phone system, minimalist style.

Pu Xinyi looked at the green plants in the large vase next to the floor-to-ceiling window, thinking that next time she came back, she would remember to bring a bouquet of flowers.

Well, red roses are good.

Bright red, passionate like fire, intense like flames.

Just to be able to change the default style here.

Thinking so, Pu Xin nodded in satisfaction and turned to look at the bookshelf behind his desk.

There is only one column of books neatly placed on it, and the rest of the place is still empty, but it is very clean, it should be cleaned frequently, and there is no dust.

Well, I'll have to buy some books to fill the shelves......

When he turned his gaze again, his gaze fell on Ruan Cen.

She was dressed in black today, and she was sitting upright at this time, I don't know what document she was reading, and her expression was very serious.

So, she ignored him, is it possible that she is too busy because there are too many things to do?

After all, the scope of the agent's responsibilities is really wide, such as picking scripts, talking about announcements, making endorsements, busy communicating, paying attention to public opinion, and real-time public relations...... Wait, he used to see RC working overtime until midnight.

Really tired.

Pu Xinyi suddenly felt sorry for her.

In fact, there is no other purpose in contacting her, but I just feel more and more that she is......

However, he found that she really never seemed to know herself.