Huo's Group

All day today, Huo Chengxuan has been in a state of low pressure, and during the meeting, he rejected almost all the plans and scolded the heads of several departments severely. The few little girls who had just joined the company were so scared that they wanted to quit when they reported to work.

Come to think of it, if it weren't for the Huo Group's generous salary, I'm afraid few employees would be able to withstand the devastation of this guy.

Other people's bosses get off work early, Huo Chengxuan is good, he has always been a model for the company to work overtime, and the staff can only work overtime when they see that their bosses have not left work.

Now it's almost time to get off work, and several employees are surrounding Ren Hui.

"Special assistant, you can think of a way to let Mr. Huo get off work on time!"

"yes, I've been working overtime for more than a week in a row, and my newly planted hair is about to fall out." A man in his thirties tugged at what little hair he had left, crying without tears.

Another woman with a shiny face and dark circles that almost half of her face occupied also said, "If this continues, the special assistant will remember to collect the body for me......"

Ren Hui looked helpless, he also wanted to get off work early, but Mr. Huo's temper was really unpredictable, and he didn't want to lose his job.

"If you insist on it, I'll try to find a way."

"Ahh

Just as everyone was wailing, the door of the president's office suddenly opened, and Huo Chengxuan walked out of it.

Everyone immediately returned to their posts and lowered their heads, for fear that Huo Chengxuan would find out that they were fishing and lose their jobs.

Ren Hui pushed away the crowd and walked quickly to his boss.

Just when everyone thought that Huo Chengxuan was going to punish them, the man walked in the direction of the elevator.

This is...... Off work?

Everyone looked at the computer desktop in unison, and it was just half past five......

Could it be that the sun has come out of the west? Workaholics actually leave work on time.

Chen Yifei received Ren Hui's news and knew that Huo Chengxuan actually got off work on time today, so he immediately ran over to follow Huo Chengxuan and vomited bitterness.

But gradually, he realizes that something is wrong.

He followed Huo Chengxuan to the apartment, and then the man next to him didn't say a word and kept staring at his phone.

Time passed slowly, the air pressure on the man's body became lower and lower, although it was already night, and the apartment was pitch black, but fortunately the moon was round and bright tonight, and the moonlight sprinkled through the floor-to-ceiling windows throughout the room, and also fell on the man in a wheelchair in front of the window.

The man was dressed in light gray loungewear, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, shaking a wine glass in his hand, and the bright red wine danced under the quilt with the man's movements, and he kept staring out the window, like a Yama crawling out of hell.

Not far away, Chen Yifei sat on the sofa tremblingly, not daring to breathe.

What he regretted the most was that he didn't want to come to Huo Chengxuan for a drink today.

was pestered by the fiancée arranged by the family for a day, and finally got rid of the woman, and was about to come to Huo Chengxuan to come up with an idea to get rid of the woman, who knew that this guy didn't say a word, just sat there for three hours.

And the anger on his body is getting heavier and heavier......

At this moment, there was the sound of the door opening.

Song Xiaoxiao pushed open the door and saw that the apartment was pitch black, thinking that Huo Chengxuan had not come back yet.

The moment she turned on the living room light, she saw a man sitting in the living room, his face haggard, like a dried corpse on TV.

"Ahh Song Xiaoxiao screamed in surprise, and after seeing the people on the sofa clearly, she said angrily, "Chen Yifei, you are sick, what are you doing when you are idle!" ”

But Chen Yifei didn't talk back, and then a familiar voice sounded in the room.

"Coming back?"

Song Xiaoxiao found Huo Chengxuan sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, although the man's tone was still light, but she clearly felt his suppressed anger.

"Who are you?" Feeling Song Xiaoxiao's strange appearance, Chenchen immediately stood in front of Song Xiaoxiao, staring coldly at the man in the wheelchair, not afraid of his extremely oppressive gaze.

Seeing the appearance of a boy who was somewhat similar to Song Xiaoxiao, Huo Chengxuan's face became even more solemn, the corners of his mouth were stretched into a straight line, and the coldness exuded from his body seemed to freeze everything.