Chapter 2: Stuck

Song Mi had no intention of taking off her sunglasses.

It's not that I'm afraid that the other party will recognize me at a glance.

The imitation makeup that night was put on by herself, and I am afraid that even her own mother will not be able to recognize it at a glance.

She still remembers that when she was doing it, the man tried to lure her to the bathroom several times, but she was afraid that she would touch the water and remove her makeup, so she dissolved it one by one without a trace.

Single-mindedly taking the business card, Song Mi lowered her eyes unhurriedly, "Lawyer Wen?"

There is no beginning or end of the half-cut question, and I don't look at people and say, how to offend people by listening.

The man didn't seem to hear the contempt at all, and he didn't rush to respond, but stood there for a moment, making sure that she didn't have anything to say, so he nodded slightly, turned and left.

Looking at the tall back in her sight, Song Mi couldn't help but squint her eyes for a long time.

......

When she returned to the hotel, it was already past four o'clock in the afternoon, and Song Mi temporarily lived in the presidential suite on the 48th floor.

There was a special elevator for the guests staying in the general suite, but she didn't expect that not only did the elevator stop halfway, but the person standing outside was the one she had just met not long ago.

Intriguingly, people didn't mean to say hello to her.

This made her a little interested.

When the man turned around and stood still, Song Mi's red lips were slightly hooked, casual and cold, "Lawyer Wen has always treated his clients like this?"

The man was about to reach out to press the floor, and after standing still, he spit out three words in the same way, "Miss Song?"

It was a tribute to her previous sentence - "Lawyer Wen?".

It's really a good return.

It's not easy to mess with!

However, she is not easy to mess with, so she simply takes a sword to the side, "It's me!"

"Song Mi. With that, she raised her hand and took off her sunglasses.

Looking at the woman's full face suddenly revealed, the man's first feeling was still white.

White as spring fine snow.

A typical goose egg face, I'm afraid it is not as big as one of his palms, the chin is sharp, and the curvature of the neck is a must.

By his sight, it is close to the golden ratio.

Song Mi didn't let go of any micro-expressions on the man's face, but she couldn't see anything.

"Wen Yan Li. The man's thin lips lifted and his name was reported.

After this sentence, the two tacitly understood that neither of them spoke again, as if the confrontation just now had not happened at all.

The elevator slowly went up, and Song Mi saw that the floor he pressed was only one level lower than hers.

"Bang-" boom!

The running elevator suddenly stopped, the lights went out at the same time, it was pitch black in front of me, and the floor keys and call buttons were all gone.

This is...... Thirty floors?

The elevator is stuck!

Suddenly, Song Mi was so shocked that she couldn't even hold her breath!

The people next to him didn't say anything!

After a long time, Song Mi turned her head extremely slightly and looked at him, "Does your mobile phone have a signal?"

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone screen in Wen Yanli's hand lit up, "No." ”

Then the two fell silent again.

More than 30 floors, once the elevator falls rapidly, they are afraid that they will definitely die.

In the dark, Song Mi's mind was like a horse.

I don't know how long it took, but she felt like she was starting to get dizzy and showing signs of palpitation and shortness of breath.

"Hold on!" In the darkness, there was no trace of panic in the man's calm voice.

Inexplicably, Song Mi felt the need to explain, after all, in this situation, their life and death are tied together, "Lawyer Wen, my leg is numb......"