Chapter 7: Kick it out
Jiang Yang finished delivering the documents and came out of the court.
She blew the cold wind and walked aimlessly, her thoughts involved for a long time.
When she gets off work, she always turns around Ye Tushen's company twice, but she never meets it once.
It's a coincidence that I met him when I went out today to accompany Wen Shuyi shopping, and she also happened to take a ride.
In the car, Ye Tushen said that he wanted to marry Wen Shuyi.
He will not be a person who promises easily, and he estimates that Wen Shuyi is really rushing to get married.
After all, he had never mentioned those two words to her.
A gust of wind blew violently, and Jiang Yang's body trembled violently, and he was much more sober.
Jiang Yang's trainee law firm is in cooperation with Yip, and Mr. Shen of the law firm is Yip's lawyer.
On this day, Shen Chengyang was going to Ye's to deal with the copyright dispute, but the intern he brought asked for leave.
Xu An was in charge of taking Jiang Yang, she thought it was a good learning opportunity, and wanted Jiang Yang to follow and listen.
Jiang Yang heard Ye's two words, and his palms clenched.
Xu An's gaze slid over Jiang Yang's face, feeling that something was wrong with her, and asked suspiciously, "Don't you want to go?" ”
"No, I want to go." Jiang Yang said urgently, and then, she suppressed her emotions again, narrowed her eyes, and added: "Such a good learning opportunity, of course I want to go." ”
Ye, maybe I can see him.
After arriving at the Ye family, Shen Jingyang and Jiang Yang were taken to the reception room.
Jiang Yang sat uncomfortably, his little face drooping low, and he kept holding the briefcase in his arms, on which a few fingernail marks were shallowly printed.
Shen Jingyang saw her uneasiness and comforted her: "Don't be nervous, you can just listen to it for a while." ”
Jiang Yang pursed his lips slightly, "Well, I'm not nervous." ”
How can you not be nervous?
I will be able to see Ye Tushen in a while, the last time I saw him was half a month ago, when he went shopping with Wen Shuyi.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open.
Ye Tushen was dressed in a dark gray suit, his figure was straight, and he was tired all over, he lifted his eyelids, and when his eyes swept over Jiang Yang, his face changed slightly.
The moment Jiang Yang pushed the door open, his eyes were glued to Ye Tushen's face, and he was determined, refusing to move away even a little.
Cheng Jingyang got up to greet Ye Tushen, but she didn't even notice.
Until Ye Tushen's voice came: "Cheng Lu, your new intern doesn't understand the rules." ”
Cheng Lu tightened his eyebrows and stabbed Jiang Yang secretly.
Jiang Yang hurriedly got up, and the briefcase fell to the ground, making a muffled sound, not loud, but extremely clear.
"Mr. Ye."
She bowed her head, bent over ninety degrees, and had a humble attitude.
The light in Ye Tushen's eyes dimmed, and he waved his hand, which was considered to be over.
Cheng Jingyang motioned for Jiang Yang to sit down.
Jiang Yang picked up the briefcase, retracted into an inconspicuous corner, and peeked at him in the dark.
Her every move, word and deed she cherishes very much, because the next time we meet, it may not be when.
They first exchanged polite greetings, and when they were talking about business, Ye Tushen stopped his gaze on Jiang Yang's body.
He raised his eyes, tapped his fingertips on the edge of the sofa, and said meaningfully: "Cheng Lu, this is the privacy of our company, and it is inconvenient for outsiders to listen." ”
With a word, he drove Jiang Yang out, and even the power to spy on him was taken away.
Jiang Yang didn't go back, but chose to stay outside the reception room and wait.
There was no air conditioning outside, Jiang Yang didn't wear much, and after a while, the cold covered her whole body, and she could only hold her body to keep warm as much as possible.
The elevator door opened, and Jiang Yang's gaze subconsciously swept over.
A woman with a brand-name logo all over her body walked in the direction of the reception room.