Luo Lan sneered in her heart, secretly mocking Han Xu for not being her opponent, just relying on her free kung fu on the bed, she could govern a man well, and she Han Xu didn't have the ability to do it herself.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Nan Junze walked out naked, not going back to the quilt as usual, hugging Luo Lan and lying down and talking.

I went directly to the cloakroom on the side, picked out a piece of underwear and a white shirt to put on, then walked out of the bedside couch, picked up the suit I wore all day today, and quickly put it back on my body.

Luo Lan had just finished mocking Han Xu in his heart, and at this time he saw Nan Junze put back the suit he had worn, obviously wanting to go back to the Song family, he was full of confidence just now, and his heart was a lot colder after a while.

With a resentful look in his eyes, he asked, "Are you going back now?" ”

"Well, you go to bed early." Nan Junze didn't explain too much, in fact, it was the same whether he explained it or not, and he understood in his heart, why bother to say it all day long.

Today, the Song family was frightened, and he felt that he should go back early, even if it wasn't for anyone, he should go back early.

There is no reason.

Nan Junze didn't say a word, went out of the living room, picked up the briefcase and left, and soon the door came from the locked electronic sound.

Luo Lan slapped the quilt hatefully in the quilt, secretly scolding men for being ruthless animals, obeying their words in advance, and not moving afterwards.

Nan Junze braved the cold wind and walked out of the building, walked straight along the secluded passage, arrived at the garage where he parked his black Rolls-Royce, took out the car key from his pocket and unlocked the door, only to remember that the car could not be driven back to Song's house.

Turning his head to look at the side, Ren Qifeng didn't put the car he drove on weekdays here, and just wanted to call him, a figure suddenly appeared out of the corner of his eye, running away from behind the black Rolls-Royce.

In the blink of an eye, the shadow was gone.

If it is a normal person, it must not be this kind of sneaky appearance, most likely a thief, seeing that the black Rolls-Royce is a luxury car, he wants to pry the door to steal from the car.

Nan Jun Zeying's brows furrowed, it seems that the security of this future city is insufficient, thieves can run in, and they must come to rectify it when they are free another day.

"The car is coming." Nan Junze called Ren Qifeng.

I didn't want Ren Qifeng to say, "Mr. Nan, I'm waiting for you at the gate." ”

Nan Junze was very satisfied with Ren Qifeng's cleverness, and knew that he would return to the Song family early today, so he waited outside the gate early.

As soon as he got in the car, Nan Junze said: "You record that there are loopholes in the security of Future City, and remind me when you are more free to rectify the property management company of Future City." ”

While driving, Ren Qifeng took out his mobile phone and made a recording first, so as not to forget it when he went back.

When the car drove to Song's house, Ren Qifeng thought for a while and said: "Mr. Nan, tomorrow afternoon, the day after tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, you will have work for a week in a row in the future, so tomorrow morning will be more relaxed, why don't you just tomorrow morning?" ”

"Yes, you can arrange it."

Nan Junze dropped a sentence and entered the Song family's villa.

The villa was quiet, and there were not a few lights left, all of which were off.

Lightly entered the room on the second floor, it was pitch black, and there was even breathing on the bed, and it seemed that Han Xu was sleeping very deeply.

Nan Junze didn't turn on the light, he stood quietly in front of the bed alone, adapting to the dimness in the room, a glimmer of light reflected from the window, and he could barely see Han Xujuan's little face shrunk in the quilt, and sighed silently.

Then he took off his clothes in the dark, went into the bathroom and took another shower, he needed the shower gel in the bathroom of this room to cover up the fragrance of different brands of shower gel in the mansion in Future City.

Self-esteem is seamless, every day.

Han Xu woke up in the morning, and Nan Junze was still asleep beside him, and the movement of her getting up woke him up.

"What time is it?" Nan Junze asked her sleepily.

Han Xu looked at his phone: "It's only eight o'clock, if you're not busy, you can sleep more." ”

Nan Junze immediately got up from the bed: "I'm going to Future City today to hold a meeting with the property company there, so I won't sleep." ”

Future City? Property company?

Han Xu's heart froze for a moment, could it be that the property manager did something exposed?

She hid the panic in her heart, and pretended to be calm and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Early in the morning, his brain was still in a daze and did not fully wake up, and Nan Junze suddenly reacted and said that he had leaked his mouth.

Hurriedly remedied: "Some owners complained to the group headquarters, saying that the security there is not strict, which is related to the safety of the living environment and cannot be ignored. ”

Han Xu was secretly anxious: "Then you just let the people below go, why do you have to go by yourself?" ”

Nan Junze thought for a moment, followed her words and nodded: "Yes, go back and let Director Jiang of the Group's Administration Department bring someone over, and you will tell Sister-in-law Fang that I won't eat breakfast in a while, and I will go back to the company." ”

Nan Junze washed and changed clothes quickly, and left the Song family in a short time.

Watching Ren Qifeng's car drive out of the villa area from the balcony, Han Xu hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called the property manager of Future City: "Did something happen to you there last night?" ”

The property manager hurriedly said, "No? ”

"Then why would someone say that the owners of Future City complained to the Song family's top management, claiming that your security is not strict?"

"Leader, please wait a moment, I'll ask the people below right away."

Ten minutes later, the property manager of Future City called back and said solemnly: "Report leader, since last night, I have not received feedback from the owners, but it is not excluded that some owners will directly skip the property management office to communicate with the group headquarters." ”

It is not surprising that some people just like to make a big fuss and directly call the Song Group to complain and vent their dissatisfaction, so as to exercise their right to enjoy distinguished services after paying the management fee.

"Then you be careful, if someone from the Song family comes over, you must be stable, the matter between me and you, if you don't keep it up, someone will come to throw stones and ask for directions, as long as you don't let go, you won't be blown out, understand?"

"Understood, leader, please rest assured, I don't know where you heard the news?"

"Don't worry about this, it may be Director Jiang from the group's administrative department, I will say hello to him in a while, I believe he won't embarrass you too much, remember my words, don't panic, steady!"

"Thank you, leader! Please put a hundred hearts, I know how to measure! ”

……

Nan Junze did not go to the company, but asked Ren Qifeng to send him directly to Future City.

He didn't go directly to the property company's office, took Ren Qifeng upstairs and went back to the top-floor mansion, and then instructed Ren Qifeng to call back to the administrative department of the Song Group and ask Director Jiang to bring someone over to inspect.

Luo Lan, as Nan Junze's assistant, must go to work on time every day, she used to follow Ren Qifeng early in the morning, and Hou waited for Nan Junze to go to the company outside the Song family's villa.

Since partnering with Lu Yuheng to trick Han Xu onto the yacht, Luo Lan has not dared to go to Song's house again, for fear of being caught by Han Xu and asking questions.