Wouldn't it be difficult to end up if you were rejected?

Besides, she doesn't have any identity yet.

Not to mention, he wants everyone now, why should he find an ex-girlfriend who hurts him thoroughly.

Never mind.

Let's go straight to it.

"Are you sleepy?"

He sounded like he wasn't in a state.

"I'll hang up first, don't smoke, go to bed early." After Nie Zhao finished speaking, he didn't hear any sound from there.

After two seconds, the call was cut off.

Jin Zhuoqi didn't finish the cigarette in her hand, and was woken up by her phone and smoked a cigarette completely sober, and she was sleepy again and hung up the phone.

The lack of sleep for a long time and the wind blew the nerves in his head throbbed suddenly.

After hanging up the phone, he still stared at the length of the call.

It felt like it was only a few minutes, but the phone was broken and it showed thirty-two minutes.

He pinched the back of his neck, picked up his mobile phone and went to the study to continue his work.

I didn't go to sleep until the sky was white, I was dealing with other projects, and I went to the company for a morning meeting at seven or eight o'clock in the morning.

As soon as she was free, she would think of that phone call, and her low voice was a dream of countless dreams.

She hasn't changed at all.

As always, it will only torture him.

***

Nie Zhao has been very busy at work recently, learning to shoot with an external camera, and only took the time to send a message to Zhou Yan during dinner.

【How is your position in the company?】 】

Zhou Yan: [?? You start by saying what you want to do. 】

Nie Zhao was pulling the rice while typing: [I want to send something to your boss.] 】

Their company is very strict, and they can't sign for things that are not employees of the company, and strangers can't even pass the security guard.

Zhou Yan: [This is okay, but the boss shouldn't look at it, he is usually so busy that he doesn't go downstairs.] 】

Nie Zhao said: "Then tomorrow morning, he will get up and go to work. 】

Zhou Yan: [That's okay, after you buy it, I'll talk to the front desk, saying that someone gave it to him, and I want to lose my job because of you, so you can come and see you.] 】

Their company's system is simply miserable and strict, and no one dares to break ground on the boss's head in normal times.

Otherwise, no one would dare to chase him, and it is not worth it to be banned by the whole industry for the sake of his position.

When Nie Zhao saw that she was so serious, the chopsticks that were pulling the egg fried rice paused, biting the chopsticks and thinking in his heart.

Yes, no, I wouldn't.

If he was really so ruthless, then Nie Zhao really didn't dare to approach him.

After eating half an egg of fried rice, Nie Zhaocai remembered to take a photo and send it to Moments.

Brush up on the presence in all directions.

After posting, more than a dozen comments popped up in an instant, after all, she was a perennial WeChat person who was like a dead person who suddenly cheated the corpse, and there was a reason for the list to be unexpected.

didn't care much about the comments, Nie Zhaolin received a phone call from Wen Yan after work.

During the time she was sick, Wen Yan had seen her only a few times, and then she left, and Wen Yan never contacted her again.

Nie Zhao didn't know much about her recent situation, and her sudden appearance made Nie Zhao a little stunned.

Outside, a light rain suddenly fell, and it was dripping and a little cool mixed with the wind.

The people in the office gradually dispersed, and Nie Zhao answered the phone and heard Wen Yan ask if she had come back recently.

"Well, what's wrong." Nie Zhao replied nonchalantly.

Wen Yan hesitated a little, trembling for a long time without saying a word.

"Say whatever you want." Nie Zhao frowned.

Wen Yan's voice was timid: "I've been a little tight lately, do you still have any money over there?" Lend me a little first. ”

Nie Zhao frowned slightly, but still asked, "How much." ”

Wen Yan paused for a second before she hurriedly said, "Forty thousand, just forty thousand." ”

Nie Zhao took a deep breath and said: "I will give you the money, you will not be my adopted daughter in the future, including the inheritance left by my own mother over the years, you have taken it from me, and the total number of zeros and zeros adds up to a lot, don't contact me in the future." ”

Wen Yan sighed.

"Oh."

Her response surprised Nie Zhao a little.

There is no money on the card at all, and she is embarrassed to borrow Song Ke who she knows, Tang Yuan has a salary of three or four thousand a month, and Zhou Yan is not very familiar.

She could only go to Ge Yuankai.

He sent a message to Ge Yuankai, but before he could reply, Nie Zhao called him, and when he got through, he heard a hoarse and wrong voice.

After a pause, Nie Zhao hung up.

Instead, send him WeChat.

[Lend me some money, and pay you back when you have money, do you have 40,000? ] 】

Tong Hua trembled his legs and went to the bathroom to take a bath, staring at the girl's naked and naked back, until the door was closed, Ge Yuankai sat on the edge of the bed and smoked a cigarette, not knowing what he was thinking in his head.

It took two or three minutes before he cleared his throat and called her again.

After Nie Zhao answered, he heard him ask, "What are you borrowing money for?" So what do you do with some money? You're going to change places? I'll just say that your shabby apartment will change sooner or later, the fucking sixth floor, and I broke my leg when I was looking for you. ”

Nie Zhao: "...... Wen Yan wants it. ”

Ge Yuankai was stunned for a moment, and said suddenly: "She asked you for money?" Didn't I give it to her? ”

When the words fell, Ge Yuankai closed his eyes tightly.

Exercise.

Nie Zhao narrowed his eyes, and his voice was raised: "What did you give her??" What the are you doing? ”

Ge Yuankai sighed: "Just ...... Didn't she look for you when she came back, and borrowed money from me, and I gave her some money every month, and I didn't lack it anyway. ”

Nie Zhao's whole body was about to laugh angrily: "Did you get kicked in the head by a donkey??? ”

Ge Yuankai: "...... I'm not afraid she'll bother you. ”

At that time, the doctor said that Ge Yuankai was afraid, for fear that if there was a little fluctuation, Nie Zhaoren would be gone, and he could only use money to send people away.

Nie Zhao hung up the phone directly.

Ge Yuankai transferred the account to her, but Nie Zhao didn't accept it, and Wen Yan didn't bother to take care of it.

Hanging up the phone and coming out of the office, she became the last person to leave the studio, turned off the lights, and left the building with an umbrella in her hand.

The rain outside was much heavier than it had just been when I had just left work, and the weather was gloomy and not like six o'clock.

She took a taxi, told the driver the address, and arrived at the door of Jin Zhuoqi's villa half an hour later.

She stood under the street lamp at the door with a transparent umbrella, looked at the darkness of the villa, and looked at her watch, under normal circumstances, she should have left work at this time.

The rain was not heavy, so Nie Zhao had to squat on the side of the road, turning the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and the little black cat on the transparent umbrella also turned.

His eyes were unfocused on the dark road, counting the cars that passed by here.

I thought a lot about it in my head.

After waiting for almost an hour, the rain grew heavier and heavier, and it hit the ground and bounced out, soaking her trouser legs.

Wearing a white shirt and a black sweater with an open collar, he didn't block the wind at all.

She shivered from the cold and sneezed several times before she couldn't help but send a message to Zhou Yan and asked:

[Your boss didn't get off work? 】

Zhou Yan, as the director of the planning department, was pulled out of a meeting by the boss today, and the feasibility of the plan was delayed for two hours.

When Nie Zhao sent her a message, Zhou Yan's whole body was suffocated by the oppressive atmosphere in the office.

The entire office building opposite was turned off, and only the twenty-ninth floor was still open, and they had to scold a hundred times when they thought about it. But what's better about this company is that the overtime pay is extremely high, and it's definitely worth the night you stay up.

Her computer was projecting the screen, opening her PPT, halfway through, a message popped up on the computer's WeChat. Because it happened that a certain document was sent to her by a colleague on WeChat, WeChat was also displayed on the side.

Nie Zhao's message was sent, jumping on top of it, overpowering all other work messages.

She was still looking at the file with her head down, and she didn't notice any problems with the projection.

It was only when he clearly felt that the entire conference room suddenly fell silent at a certain moment, and Zhou Yan glanced up at them for some reason.

At the hint of the assistant squeezing her eyebrows, she glanced back sharply, saw the WeChat message, lowered her head and looked at the computer and quickly closed WeChat.

He looked flustered, but his movements were unhurried.

It's good to see it.

Jin Zhuoqi sat next to him and looked through it with his head down, his cold and cold aura all over his body, and he didn't say anything, and he didn't know if he had seen it.

The whole room seemed to be dead as if the air had frozen.

In the next second, Zhou Yan knew the answer.

"Let's get off work and continue tomorrow." Jin Zhuoqi closed the folder, said a sentence in a cold voice, and left the meeting room with long legs.

As soon as he walked out, the tense atmosphere in the entire conference room instantly dissipated, and the assistants all breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhou Yan with evil eyes.

"Who? Who's chasing our boss? ”

A few people next to him also gathered around, and they were still in a state of nervousness and sluggishness just now, but at this moment, they seemed to be resurrected with full blood.

Sure enough, gossip is the first driving force for production.