Little by little, time passed.

Ai Zhenlin closed his eyes on the president floor, and the previous sensation of the entire AI International Building had subsided, and Wen Yanzheng, who was located on the middle floor, was still looking at the AI Avenue downstairs.

Buckle buckle buckle ~

There was a knock on the door of Wen Yan Zheng's company.

His gaze shifted intently from downstairs to the door.

Outside the glass door is her own secretary - Xiaoli, wearing a hip-hugging professional suit, long black hair and thick glasses, she is holding a pile of materials at the moment.

Seeing the materials in Xiaoli's hand, he ordered to the position at the door: "Come in." ”

"Mr. Wen, I'm sorry to bother, I just learned that you are about to be transferred to another position, but I still have some information in my hand that was done yesterday, and you still need to sign these materials. That's why I've come here to bother you with the documents, and I hope you'll sign them all. ”

In the same way, what you did during your previous employment must fill in the name of the person who was working at that time.

This is the rule set by Ai Zhenlin, because he is afraid that someone will use the post transfer as an excuse to behave misbehaps, so that people can understand the responsibilities of the post. Wen Yanzheng agrees with this approach.

"Bring it."

He stood still, motionless, and asked his secretary to take the papers.

"Mr. Wen, give~ This is the previously agreed shopping mall cooperation. You sign this first. Xiaoli laboriously freed up a hand and handed a document to Wen Yanzheng's side.

Wen Yanzheng nodded, took out the signature pen in his pocket, took the information to the position of the signature column with one hand, and wrote down his name.

His signature is very strong and powerful, with a sense of atmosphere, because there are many signatures, so every time it is done in one go, one stroke goes on, there is no need to pause.

However, this time, when Wen Yan Zheng reached the end of the text, he paused on top of the second word, and the ink began to slowly condense.

His pupils shrank, and his gaze was fixed on the AI Avenue downstairs, where a taxi was parked, and a thin figure came out of the car, and that figure was the figure he had dreamed of—Suo Yu.

The ink slowly blended away.

Xiao Li, who had been holding the information, frowned: "Mr. Wen? Mr. Wen? ”

What happened to Wen Zhuang? Something is wrong with this state.

In Xiaoli's call, Wen Yanzheng retracted his thoughts, and the tip of his pen trembled slightly.

After all, Zhenlin still made a move against Suo Yu, it must have been Zhenlin who designed Suo Yu, he wanted to get him so carefully, and he should protect her in the future.

Hopefully, he will be able to confront country M in the future.

Hopefully, Suo Yu can be well protected by him.

It was only when he came back to his senses that he realized that he had written the wrong name on a piece of information.

Why is his name misspelled?

Over the years, I have written it tens of thousands of times, but now I actually wrote it wrong.......

Xiaoli secretly glanced at her on the side: "Mr. Wen, do you think there is a problem with this document?" If you find something wrong, I'll redo it right away. ”

However, Wen Yanzheng just shook his head bitterly, is there a problem with the information? Apparently there is no problem. The only thing that has a problem is that he is Wen Yan Zheng, his heart is in turmoil, completely messed up, because of a woman named Suo Yu.

Before, he couldn't even bear to design to push him to someone else, just to keep her safe.