The first day to Donggang was quite smooth.

It's just that people are in the director's office, and most of the time they are arranged to do some clerical work, which is a bit unaccustomed to Cheng Xilu.

At six o'clock in the afternoon, I packed my things one after another and prepared to get off work.

Because he received a phone call, he was worried that there would be no signal when he entered the elevator, so Cheng Xilu stayed in the secretary's room for more than ten minutes.

Soon, the entire top floor fell silent.

The girl deliberately lowered her voice when she spoke, her tone was soft, and her voice sounded soft, and she didn't know who she was on the other end of the phone.

Passing by the door of the secretary's office.

Zhang Cen saw that his husband's steps stopped, and he also stopped.

From this angle, Cheng Xilu stood with his back to the door, his mobile phone was attached to his ear, seriously immersed in the call, and he didn't notice that there was someone behind him.

The light overhead sprinkled, the girl's black slightly curly hair was soft and spread over her shoulders, and the light-colored thin sweater was tucked into the skirt, which had no superfluous design, but it could just modify the proportionality and grace of her waistline.

Many times, she shows what is outside, or hidden in the cotton, or gentle and quiet.

But when there is no one around, the posture is relaxed, just a back, but it reveals a pure desire that is difficult to ignore.

Some attract, silently.

The beauty of the girl is not stunning at first sight.

It's about peeling back the layers of the cocoon.

Yu Zongting has been immersed in Vanity Fair for decades, and he is used to seeing secular scenery, so it is probably difficult for him to pay attention to anything anymore.

Only the innate loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow.

It is strong when it is hot.

Cheng Xilu has a heat source on his body.

In the weak body, there is a tenacious strength.

It was also the first time in Yu Zongting's life that he had the desire to explore what he had.

There is something that Cheng Xilu may not know yet.

In fact, the night of the quarrel with her former boss was not her first encounter with Yu Zongting.

A long time ago, the two had a deep intersection without her knowledge.

At that time, she was as clear as she is now, her eyes were clear, and she was so ignorant of the world that she wanted to fight against all the injustices in the world.

Fearless age.

It seems that there is strength in everything you do.

The phone was interrupted by another mobile phone ringing that suddenly rang behind him.

Cheng Xilu subconsciously turned around.

Seeing Zhang Cen standing at the door with a natural expression.

And a certain big boss.

It only swept past her without any waves, and then he answered the phone and turned to leave.

？？

She didn't miss something.

Cheng Xilu ended the call in two sentences, turned off his mobile phone and walked towards Zhang Cen, asking with his eyes, how long has Mr. Yu been standing here?

Zhang Cen smiled: "Not long after, I happened to pass by." ”

Oh.

It's her who worries.

How can there be a habit of eavesdropping on other people's phone calls.

Go back to your desk and pick up your bag and get ready to leave work.

was stopped by Zhang Cen.

"Miss Cheng doesn't have a ladder control card, let's go down with us."

Cheng Xilu paused.

She pondered for a few seconds and tried to ask, "Can you make up one for me when I go to work tomorrow?" ”

"Yes."

Well?

Really?

But the secretary-general clearly said that the ladder control card leading to the top floor requires high-level personnel above the supervisor level to apply.

Besides, she was an outsider, and she would stay for five days at most.

Five days are fleeting.

There is no need to be fully equipped.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the special assistance authority of the chapter is greater than that of the secretary-general.

Big company.

The higher officials crushed people to death.

The back door of the sesame dot can be opened for you.

It's just a ladder control card.

After waiting for a while, Yu Zongting came out of the office, still wearing the smoke-gray shirt he wore in the afternoon, and the dark black coat was handed over to Zhang Cen, while he was holding a document in his hand and flipping through it while walking.

Cheng Xilu consciously followed behind the two and rubbed the elevator.

With a clang, the door closed.

The silver-white metal wall is smooth and translucent, Yu Zongting stands on her left front side with wide shoulders and long legs, in the elevator space, the distance is very close, and Cheng Xilu's breath is invaded by the slightest desolate cedar wood fragrance.

The wood is clean and deep, suppressing its own cold feeling, and the smell is more like the aftertaste of his clothes, expertly cleaned and treated with cedar wood.

She thought it smelled good.

It seems to have a calming effect.

Cheng Xilu unconsciously moved a little closer to the man's shoulder, and her untraceable movements revealed that she was out of the world at the moment, and there was a little bit of heartbeat.

"It's cold in the garage, put your coat on." Yu Zongting tilted his head slightly, and his warm gaze fell directly on the girl's expressionless face.

It's that magical.

Some girls, even the heart ape and the horse can be so serious.

The man's magnetic voice floated down from the top of his head.

Cheng Xilu came back to her senses in a daze, and subconsciously raised her eyes to look at him, but when she looked at each other, her heart trembled slightly, and then she pretended to retract calmly.

What he just said.

The garage is cold.

She doesn't go to the garage again.

Looking down leisurely, I found that the floor button was lit up B2.

“......”

Cheng Xilu made a temporary remedy and hurriedly poked his fingers on the first floor.

However, after pressing it several times, it didn't move.

Behind him, Zhang Cen kindly reminded: "It's too late, it's better to take Yu Sheng's car and give Miss Cheng a ride." ”

"I just took the subway, but I didn't stop by today, so I made an appointment with a friend for dinner."

As soon as her words fell, she heard Yu Zongting speak lightly: "It turns out that Miss Cheng has always thought that my residence is on the way with you. ”

“......”

The big guy didn't say this.

Cheng Xilu didn't know how to answer for a while.

Since it's not on the way, why did you send her before.

I asked myself, and I was confused.

The source of the story seems to be pulled back to the beginning again, in Wen Linyue's words, it is a man's most primitive motive for a woman.

Out of the way, the elevator arrives at the B2 parking lot.

The door slowly opened.

Yu Zongting had no intention of leaving first, his eyes fell on the girl, silently leaving her time to make a choice.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Cheng Xilu silently took a step back, and said politely: "It's still not bothering Mr. Yu, it's not far from the company's taxi to the place to eat, and it's easy to get stuck in traffic during the rush hour, which will delay Mr. Yu's precious time." ”

Refusing to speak, Yu Zongting couldn't hear it.

He doesn't like to force people.

Especially after that phone call.

He knew that it was a man she whispered to the other end of the phone.

The big boss went out with his assistant, and the door closed little by little.

Stopped not far away, the Maybach has a smooth black body and a cool glow from the taillights.

The car started, and Zhang Cen glanced at his husband in the rearview mirror.

Yu Zongting leaned back in the seat with a calm expression, his eyebrows slightly constricted, and his jaw slightly tensed.

He withdrew his gaze and sighed.

After that, the ghost messenger came up with a sentence: "I have done a survey, Miss Cheng is currently single, and her emotional experience is almost blank. ”

Ah Jian, who was holding the steering wheel, was a little inexplicable when he heard the words, and swept to the side in confusion.

Zhang Cen coughed and was about to continue to add, when a man's tired voice came from the back seat.

"I'm chasing a woman, and I still use you to worry about it."

“......”

The windows were halfway down, the lighter wheel was slipping, and a faint smell of smoke lingered in the car.

Maybach pulls out of the garage.

The sky is low, and it is a precursor to snowfall.

Yu Zongting took a puff of cigarette, leaned his head against the back of the seat, closed his eyes slightly and instructed Ah Jian, "Turn the head of the car and go to the first floor of the building." ”

There was silence in the car.

reacted for two seconds, and after receiving the glance from Zhang Cen, Ah Jian came back to his senses.

Hurriedly responded.

Got it.

Yu Sheng is this, and he has to be a scoundrel again.

Once there is a second time.

As a subordinate, you can't be surprised.