Fan Xiaotian's office

Nine o'clock in the morning

Fan Xiaotian was not affected by those old urchins, and still arrived at the company at nine o'clock.

But as soon as she entered the office, her mind was still half confused.

Zhang Meijun had already put a bunch of documents to be signed on her desk before she arrived at the company.

With such a large pile of documents, it would take half an hour just to sign them, let alone check them.

Fan Xiaotian stood at the door of the office and was stunned for a few seconds, took a deep breath, quickly regained his composure, raised his feet and quickly took off his coat and bag as he walked, and put it on the single sofa not far from the desk.

Turned around and walked to the desk, brushed through the pile of documents with both hands, picked up the top one lightly, sat down on the large chair, and began to carefully check the contents of the documents and enter the work state.

In the secretary's room not far from the corner of Fan Xiaotian's office, Zhang Meijun was eating breakfast alone and leisurely.

A smug look on his face.

Texting while sucking on milk.

"Are you up?"

"Did you do what you taught?"

"Don't worry, Yang Cheng, I'll fold that document to the end."

"Inform me immediately if there is a situation."

"I came here so early, is there any compensation in the evening?"

After sending this text message, Zhang Meijun put down the breakfast in her hand, got up and walked out of the secretary's room, and walked to the shutter of Fan Xiaotian's office with light feet.

Slowly flipping open one of the leaves with his hand, through the tiny slit, squinting his eyes to peek at Fan Xiaotian who was checking the documents in the office.

It's been half an hour since I read two copies?

Then I have to get off work in the afternoon at least when I see the last one!

The corners of Zhang Meijun's mouth were slightly arced, her foxy eyes were full of mockery, she snorted lightly, stretched out her hand back, left with shallow feet, and returned to the secretary's room to continue to eat breakfast proudly.

……

Half past five in the afternoon

Fan Xiaotian glanced at the lower right corner of the computer screen, only to find that it was half past five.

Fixedly, she looked at the document in her hand, and while looking at the last and thickest document on her right hand, she pursed her lips, turned the pen in her right hand, and thought, why don't you read it tomorrow?

Just as Fan Xiaotian was hesitating to finish reading the documents before getting off work, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Enter"

The door was opened, and I saw Zhang Meijun poke half her head in and looked at Fan Xiaotian.

What's the situation, shouldn't she be off work at this point?

Fan Xiaotian was stunned, and stared at Zhang Meijun who only poked his head in front of him with slightly suspicious eyes.

"Mr. Fan, you can read the documents you can't finish reading tomorrow!"

With that, he stuck his head out, and the door was closed.

Fan Xiaotian's hand holding the pen trembled lightly a few times, his cold eyes sank, and his thoughts were instantly opened.

Zhang Meijun didn't show her face for a day today?

How would she know she hadn't finished reading the papers?

And at this time, half an hour has passed since the end of work.

Don't?

Thinking of this, Fan Xiaotian collected his thoughts, quickly read the documents in his hand, and put them away.

Instead, his gaze fell on the last document, and he didn't hesitate to reach out and hold it to him.

Opened.

What is the case of the hotel being acquired?

A few big words jumped into her eyes in an instant, Fan Xiaotian's back trembled, his eyebrows began to slowly twist, and he continued to look down.....

What? No!

No way! No way!

Fan Xiaotian's hands were shaking as he flipped through the documents, his right hand was fixed on the time number, and his left hand was covering his mouth wide open.

Heartbeat is fast..... Fan Xiaotian couldn't believe his eyes.

Big, walnut-like eyes stared at the number.

March 16th?

Didn't my father die on the night of March 16?

Could it be?

Thundered......

Fan Xiaotian's head seemed to have been thrown several bombs in an instant, and he felt that the brain in his skull was about to erupt at any time, his little face gradually turned white, and cold sweat began to break out on his forehead.

At this time, not only did his hands tremble, but his feet also began to tremble.

..........

The acquisition of Huaxuan Hotel must be directly related to his father's heart attack, which is the only answer that Fan Xiaotian can squeeze out in his panic.