Chapter 1: Old Classmates

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"The well-known actress died at home in a simple and mysterious way, and the corner of the heroine who hung the flag was empty."

"The simple head is covered in a white cloth, and the death is horrible."

"The simple revelation was that he had a child in marriage, and the man behind it turned out to be-"

"This year's largest IP flag-"

"Bang-" With a crisp slam of the door, the room fell silent again. Gan Tang turned over, frowned and squinted his right eye, in addition to more than a dozen missed calls on his mobile phone, there was also a brief message.

[Come to the company, save you the death penalty].

Die and die. Gan Tang muttered in his heart, and was about to turn over and continue to sleep, when suddenly a phone call came again.

Smack - the phone smashed directly in the face.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Qihai was soaked in the bitter aroma of coffee, and the streets were shrouded in loneliness after the morning rush hour. At the end of September, the leaves have not yet revealed their hidden depression, and they flutter in the comfortable breeze.

Gan Tang wore a simple white T, and his grandmother's gray sweater jacket was loosely draped on his body. The black mask and the deliberately lowered baseball cap almost covered most of the face, but the delicate eyes still revealed an extraordinary temperament.

This is an unusual pair of fox eyes, not only is it not as charming as it should be, but it exudes a sense of coldness that rejects people.

Perhaps driven by instinct for beautiful women, even if she was just standing there lazily, the people passing by around couldn't help but look back at her frequently. What's more, they even secretly took photos and sent them to the work and fish, gossiping about where the beautiful woman downstairs in their company who exudes an unusual temperament is sacred.

Gan Tang has become accustomed to this kind of return rate, and at this moment he is concentrating on entering the password for the fourth time on the access control machine. She was actually a little impatient, but her face was still the same unwavering.

"Gantang, are you looking for me?" Just as she was about to enter the fifth password, someone behind her called her name. Gan Tang turned his head, squinting his eyes, but he couldn't remember who the person in front of him was.

Shen Yiran is in a very good mood today. When I was fishing, I heard my colleague talking about a big beauty who hid her head and tail, and at a glance, isn't this her most hated old classmate Gantang?

She and Gan Tang are college classmates, and there are not many female students in the Department of Architecture, and the few remaining girls are easy to be compared. Qiyang University is one of the top 10 985 universities in China, and the Department of Architecture where they are located is a double first-class discipline. There are naturally very few people who can be admitted to it like the two of them and go straight to a master's degree.

Shen Yiran's family background and appearance are good, and he has had an innate sense of superiority since he was a child. But all this disappeared after meeting Gan Tang, and in the six years of college, she was as dim as space garbage around the moon.

She had never been so excited, this woman who was so proud at that time was standing on her turf, surrounded by the subordinates she had deliberately called down. What is Gan Tang doing today? I can't get along in the entertainment industry anymore and want to go back to my old business, come for an interview? She was afraid that she didn't know that she was now the director of the design department, and she held the power of life and death in her hands.

Shen Yiran couldn't help but chuckle, after six years of humiliation, she had to return all the humiliation to the woman in front of her today.

Gan Tang licked his lips, and finally remembered who the person in front of him was.

She hadn't been to the company for a while, probably because she was in a trance in the morning because of the agent's serial fatal calls, and she couldn't even remember the company's access code. Hey, when did their company have access control? Wait, I just seemed to be thinking about what kind of intersection I had with the person in front of me. No matter what the intersection is, in short, the other party's attitude is not very friendly.

So she didn't say much, her eyelids lazily lifted up, and said back, "You are looking for me?" ”

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