She could tell that the noise was coming from the direction of the room she was staying in, and the human voice was moving towards her position.

She looked down, instinctively and sharply poked the elevator closing button, trying to speed up the closing of the metal door, until she was sure that the elevator was starting to descend before she breathed a sigh of relief and removed her index finger, which had been a little too hard and a little painful.

The other nine winners who submitted at the same time, she didn't say hello in the right environment yesterday, and suddenly she ran into the elevator and waited for her to play 'Who are you?' It's you! It's a bit of a hassle.

Or to the lobby to gather, by the staff to introduce the acquaintance is more convenient. Go to the company today to take care of your own affairs, and when you go home tomorrow, you won't have more contact with these people.

It was seven o'clock in the morning at the same time that she woke up.

In the villa area of the city center, the cars that left in the early hours of the morning are back outside the gate with the light of the morning light on the skyline.

A unique phone ringtone set up to identify someone's incoming call is immediately followed by a ringing from the dark-out bedroom on the second floor of the villa.

"Vice President?" Hongchangting, who was sleeping on his stomach, squinted the screen of his mobile phone, making sure that he had not slept for a day and a night.

"Open the door." Xi Yisheng, who was standing outside the first gate, held his mobile phone with a frosty face, and the sound quality of the cooling made the whole person feel cold and cold.

In the bedroom, the secretary's hair rose from the back of his neck, and a salted fish turned over - knock knock, and went downstairs barefoot to press the electronic lock outside the hospital.

"Something's wrong?" Hong Changting was so frightened by the serious voice of the vice president that he was completely sleepy, he stayed for half a year, and the other party didn't even step into the courtyard of his own gate.

The reappearance of leaving for five hours will only be because something big has happened.

"If something happens, your secretary will come to inform me if something happens." Yisheng strode into the house and swept the open cardboard boxes in the living room or stacked together.

"Don't tell me this is still a salute you shipped half a year ago?" Yisheng turned to look at Hongchangting, raised his chin and motioned for the other party to close the door and go upstairs.

Boss: Is this insomnia or madness? It's fun to scare yourself when the company suddenly appears!

Hongchangting, who relaxed his shoulders for a moment, rubbed the soles of his left foot against the instep of his right foot, he still had to find someone to clean up the next floor and lay a thick carpet, who knows when the uncle in front of him will raid next time.

Slowly closing the door, Hong Changting touched his smooth arm and walked forward, he didn't ask, waiting for the vice president to explain his true intention.

He only has one bedroom here, so he can't come to sleep!

"You and I are about the same height and size." Yisheng's eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses, looking up and down at his childhood friend who was only wearing pajama pants.

"Almost? It's a lot worse. I don't have your regular 10 hours of exercise a week. "Early in the morning, can this guy not talk so muffled.

"I look at it, where's the closet?" Yisheng went up the stairs after speaking, and he definitely wouldn't be in the garbage heap downstairs.

"Upstairs turn left and the first room. Hey, boss, are you here to inspect my secretary's clothes? It's not as bad as your specialist stylist, but it's not too bad. Sensing something, Hong Changting pursed his lips and smiled, keeping up with the pace. There's no way this guy has nothing to do with his own clothes, and it's still such an ordinary day like today.

Yisheng entered his friend's cloakroom, which was only fifty square meters, turned on all the lights and inspected the building base.

In addition to the ornaments, there are only three areas left. The tag is still in the new clothes, the old clothes, the pile of clothes that have not been washed.

He stood in front of the closet of old clothes, reached out and took them one by one, and threw them one after another on the jewelry cabinet.

Hongchangting, who was standing by the door, finally woke up with a hangover, and he was so uncomfortable that he squeezed his face and stretched out his hand to rub his temples and said, "Boss, I'll wear my clothes, don't bother you to throw them for me." "He can't stand his boss's perennial style of dressing.

"If I'm your subordinate, how do I dress to match my status?" Yisheng didn't sleep all night and finally said the question.