In the office of the president of Dinghong Group, the lights are warm yellow, and the rain is pouring outside the window.

Ling Siye looked at the rain curtain in front of him, and the scene of Lin Xi wearing a raincoat to hide from the rain on the side of the road flashed in his mind. Now, he could faintly feel the coldness of her little hands.

Ling Siye frowned and picked up the internal phone: "Yiming, come to my office." ”

Within a few minutes of putting down the phone, Lu Yiming pushed the door and entered.

"Sit." Ling Siye pointed to the tables and chairs by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Lu Yiming sat down and lit a cigarette with Ling Siye.

Ling Siye glanced at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the breeze mixed with drizzle fell on the glass, condensing into a waterway, slowly flowing downward.

"Find a way for me to buy a car." Ling Siye flicked the ash of his cigarette and said lightly.

"Did I hear me right? Your own company makes cars, and you want to buy them somewhere else? ”

"You let the store hold an event, or a lottery, and I'll take Lin Xi to buy a car."

Lu Yiming had an epiphany.

"This game, you still want to continue playing, are you really afraid that it won't end?" Lu Yiming could see that Ling Siye had fallen in love with Lin Xi.

"There is no suitable opportunity to say it yet." Ling Siye was also very irritable and took a few puffs of his cigarette.

"Just stop in moderation, paper can't hold the fire, don't say I don't remind you, women hate men to lie to themselves the most."

"However, like you, it is estimated that many women are willing to be deceived."

A cigarette burned out, Lu Yiming snuffed out the cigarette butt, pushed open the gray wooden door, and walked out.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Ling Siye held a meeting in the conference room. His face was black, no one could leave until he had a solution, and fine cold sweat oozed from the foreheads of the executives in the conference room.

An Yitang came to the front desk and asked the young lady at the front desk with a polite smile: "Hello, I'm looking for Brother Aye, I don't know if he is in a meeting?" ”

An Yitang often came to Ling Siye before, and every time Ling Siye asked him to go to the office, the young lady at the front desk knew An Yitang.

In addition, An Yitang has the innocent appearance of the little sister next door, and she smiles at anyone, and the young lady at the front desk doesn't hate her.

"That's right, Miss An, Mr. Ling is in a meeting."

"Then I'll go up to the office and wait for her."

After An Yitang finished speaking, he directly crossed the front desk and entered the president's exclusive elevator.

I don't know if she will be the future proprietress of the future, so the young lady at the front desk didn't dare to stop An Yitang.

"Miss An, Mr. Ling is in a meeting." Feng Yiting just came out to get the information, and met An Yitang who came out of the president's exclusive elevator.

Feng Yiting thought to herself: Didn't she go abroad? How did it come back again.

Although An Yitang always looks like a harmless and innocent little sister, Feng Yiting can see that she is by no means simple and scheming.

"I know." An Yitang didn't like Feng Yiting, and a woman's intuition told her that Feng Yiting liked Ling Siye, and she didn't want to talk to her.

She felt that Feng Yiting was competing with her for the night, and she was not qualified enough.

Feng Yiting watched An Yitang push the door and walk into the president's office, a wave of jealousy welled up in her heart, she held her breath in her heart, took the materials and walked to the conference room.

Spacious and bright office, elegant and simple. An Yitang walked to Ling Siye's desk, gently stroked the chair he had sat on, and felt his residual warmth.

An Yitang helped Ling Siye sort out the documents on the table, and helped him wipe the table, and a small note full of words under the keyboard came into An Yitang's eyes.

The font is masculine and vigorous, sonorous and powerful, and it is Ling Siye's handwriting.

But what about writing the words "confess, forgive, sorry" a dozen times? An Yitang frowned, did Brother Ye do anything to be sorry for others?

An Yitang pretended not to see it and stuffed the note back under the keyboard.

Suddenly, An Yitang was stunned, she saw a familiar package under Ling Siye's desk, which was a birthday gift she sent to him from abroad.

An Yitang took it out and looked at it, she felt heartbroken, the gift she carefully selected, until now, he didn't even remove the label, and threw it aside.

I don't care, so I don't pay attention.

An Yitang shook his head, no, he loved her so much since he was a child, he must like her.

And she's the only woman by his side, all the time.

He was just too busy with work and forgot.

It must be so.

An Yitang found an excuse to comfort herself, and silently put the birthday gift that Ling Siye hadn't opened back into place.

Ling Siye and Lu Yiming pushed the door in, and when Ling Siye saw An Yitang, he was slightly stunned for a moment.

Lu Yiming also looked surprised, didn't he just get together last night? Why didn't An Yitang come without saying hello.

"Yitang, what are you doing here?" Ling Siye's cold voice was not warm.

An Yitang heard Ling Siye's displeasure, and replied softly: "I'm shopping nearby, so I'll come up to see you and Brother Yiming." ”

Ling Siye saw that the information and documents on the table had been moved, and his expression slowly sank, but he still held back his anger and said to An Yitang: "In the future, don't touch my things, you are here as a guest, not a cleaner." ”

An Yitang nodded awkwardly: "Got it, Brother Aye." ”

Lu Yiming glanced at An Yitang and asked her to leave quickly.

An Yitang saw that the situation was not good, Ling Siye came out of the conference room with a fire, in order to avoid igniting Ling Siye's powder keg and injuring himself, An Yitang chose to slip away.

"I still have to go shopping with friends, so I'll go first."

"Hmm." Ling Siye didn't keep her.

With a feeling of loss, An Yitang reluctantly opened the wooden door of the president's office.

Feng Yiting was brewing coffee to be brought in, and almost bumped into An Yitang who pushed the door out, Feng Yiting's footsteps froze, and the two looked together, thinking differently.

An Yitang glanced at Feng Yiting lightly, his eyes full of disdain.

Seeing the loss in An Yitang's eyes, Feng Yiting was very happy, a smile rose at the corner of her mouth, and she nodded politely to An Yitang.

"Grab a man with me, you don't deserve it."

"We'll see."

The two women quarreled with their eyes.