Chapter 142

Xiao Dong's voice was particularly eager on the other end of the phone, "sister ye, are you listening?"

Ye Huanyan suddenly recovered, clutching the invitation in his hand, his face pale, "all the invitations are last year's dates," and the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds,

"Sister ye, don't worry. Maybe... Maybe it's not as serious as we thought. After all, the date of the annual meeting has been communicated with everyone in advance. The date on the invitation will not... No one will care..."

"If it's really not important, you won't call to remind me."

Ye Huanyan took a deep breath and realized at the moment of seeing the wrong date printing that this was a serious mistake. If it was used to make a big fuss, then the joyful annual meeting invitation would become a laughing stock in the industry.

The other end of the phone also gasped,

"Sister ye, I'm going back to the company now. What do you need me to do?"

Ye Huanyan gradually calmed down,

"You first contact the printing factory to ask them for 50 blank invitations, then buy a batch of 2012 year Date embossed stickers, cover the original date, and then meet at Binjiang university town."

"Binjiang university town?" Xiao Dong's voice was very surprised, "why go there?"

"The invitation sent to the cooperative customer was taken back by Xiao Song. The post office is near his school. I don't know whether he sent it or not. If he sent it, we have to stop them and send a new invitation before the courier collects it tomorrow morning."

So ye Huanyan asked Xiao Dong to contact the printing factory to buy 50 blank invitations.

These are sent to the partner, and she is going to write them directly.

Hang up the phone, ye Huanyan took back the invitation on each table as quickly as possible, and then took a taxi with the invitation directly to Binjiang university town.

The university town is located in the suburbs, about an hour away from Huanyu Group. By the time we found Xiaosong school, it was completely dark.

At night, the basketball court is brightly lit, and members of the school basketball club are holding competitive training.

Ye Huanyan's professional suit, gray cashmere coat and exquisite makeup are particularly elegant and eye-catching on the university campus, especially when she directly broke into the basketball court full of boys with a paper box in her arms.

In winter, the boys who are still sweating in vests have endless vitality. It looks like a basket of carrots. Ye Huanyan is dazzled by our same basketball clothes, and he simply can't tell which is Xiao Song.

"Hey, Song Lin's good ball..."

On the basketball court, a tall and handsome figure slammed a dunk and scored a goal, causing a burst of cheers from onlookers and Cheerleading Girls.

"... defend quickly, damn it!"

The match was suspended after the referee whistled.

"Song Lin?"

Ye Huanyan suddenly heard the sound, and when he looked for prestige, he saw a familiar figure in the distance. In addition to being excited, he waved desperately and shouted,

"Song Lin, Song Lin..."

Her voice was soon drowned in the cheers of boys and girls, and the upsurge caused by the goals on the nearby basketball court completely overshadowed her voice.

Song Lin was lowering his head to wipe his sweat when his teammate stabbed him,

"Hey, there's a beautiful woman there, who seems to be looking for you, Song Lin......"

"Stop talking nonsense, what..." Song Lin glanced at a figure from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly raised his head, afraid to set the channel,

"Secretary ye..."

Ye Huanyan trotted over with the box in her arms, walked through the boys' whistles, and finally came to song Lin,

Tired and panting, "I found you..."

Walking on the Wutong avenue where the school lost all its leaves, ye Huanyan drank water while calming his high load beating heart caused by long-term inactivity.

Xiao Song held the paper box. "Secretary ye, how did you find the basketball court?"

"Your hostess told me..." ye Huanyan slowly exhaled,

"You didn't answer your phone call. Fortunately, I remember your major. Fortunately, your students of this year, your major, all live in the same building."

That batch of invitations, as expected, had been sent by Xiao Song. The hope was dashed, and ye Huanyan had to wait in this place for the post office to explain when it received the express the next day.

"What about now?" Xiao Song scratched his head, feeling a little sorry in his heart.

I knew I wouldn't be in such a hurry to post it.

Ye Huanyan patted the box and sighed,

"Is there any quieter place in your school? You have to lend me a place. For the one that can stay overnight, these invitations have to be changed."

Xiao Song was slightly stunned, "more than 3000 copies?"

"Not so many, 3000 people are full, including some employees and partners with their families. There are only 2159 invitations, of which 50 need to be handwritten."

Even so, one night is enough.

"Sister ye, I can ask my classmates for help..."

"No, the less people know about it, the better." Ye Huanyan refused,

"Just help me find a place for the whole night, and then you can go back to rest."

Looking at ye Huanyan's tired face, Song Lin was very unhappy and frowned, "Secretary ye, I have no class tomorrow. I can help you."

Ye Huanyan glanced at him. Thinking about so many invitations, she and Xiao Dong might not be able to complete them, so they didn't refuse again.

Jinjiangyuan villa,

Ling Han leaned against the head of the bed for several times and fell asleep, waking up intermittently for several times. Late at night, when he opened the sliding door between the bedrooms, he found that ye Huanyan had not come back.

He frowned, looked at the phone address book, pondered for a long time, or closed the phone, turned over and went to bed.

I didn't sleep all night until dawn the next day. A ray of sunshine by the window shone into the bedroom.

The man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes and opened the door.

Still didn't come back.

It's not the first time for her to go home at night, but every time there is a omen.

What happened this time?

He quickly dialed the phone and rang for a while. A man's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello..."

The man's voice is obviously a little hoarse after waking up,

At the end of the phone, Ling Han frowned, his face sank quickly, and his voice was dull,

"Who are you? Where is ye Huanyan?"

"Secretary ye, she... Beside me, she fell asleep."

Hearing this, Ling Han's face suddenly sank to the extreme, and a clear cold light flashed in his eyes,

He suddenly stood up and raised the volume,

The mood is so excited that there is a strong vibrato in the tone,

"What did you do to her? Let ye Huanyan answer the phone? Why is her mobile phone in your hand..."

The other end of the phone seemed to be frightened and silent for several seconds,

It took a long time to stumble out a sentence,

"... I'm Xiao Song, Secretary ye, she..."

Ling Han's voice was very cold, as if he was in a rage to kill, saying a word on the other end of the phone,

"I don't care who you are. To be clear, where is ye Huanyan now?"

The phone was suddenly hung up, and the loud noise made Song Lin frown fiercely, pulling the phone away from his ear. The inexplicable phone content he just talked to the boss made him a little confused,

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at ye Huanyan, who was sleeping on the table. He yawned vaguely, then glanced at the time on his mobile phone and suddenly bounced up,

At six o'clock, the post office will open