Chapter 119

In the conference room,

Ye Huanyan looks at Ling Han's figure disappearing at the door, and his brow is gradually flattened. When he cleans up the residual documents on the desk, he is unable to do what he wants, and he is always confused.

Why did Ling Han sign Su Nianhua?

Just now, what he said was that he just wanted to see his reaction when signing the contract. But even if he signed Su Nianhua, the artist agency had nothing to do with her, and there was no intersection at all.

It's ridiculous to say it's to see her reaction.

In the foyer of the president's office, Sheng Enron is playing with the female staff in the office like Mrs. Ling. Although the compliments are not known to be true or false, they are pleasant to hear in her ears.

"General manager Ling..."

"Always good..."

Ling Han's figure appears at the door of the rest room. The people around Sheng Enron disperse in a crowd, one by one for fear of being used as a warning to others. They run faster than mice.

"Cold..." Sheng Enron's eyes lit up a ray of light, got up and took Ling Han's arm.

"Why did the meeting last so long?"

Ling Han frowned and said in a deep voice,

"I'm very busy today. Aren't you busy with the house decoration?"

"Oh, I have something to ask you."

"What's the matter?"

Ling Han is a little absent-minded. He looks up and sees a familiar figure in the mirror of the rest room. When he looks back, ye Huanyan has gone to the direction of the Secretary Office in the corridor.

"Cold..."

"Well?" He thought, "what did you just say?"

Sheng Enron's eyes fell on the door, slightly stagnant,

"I was just asking you why there was a room on the second floor of the house. The door was locked, and the contractor who decorated it said that you told me not to touch that room..."

Today, the first day she went to look at the decoration, she found a room on the second floor, the door was closed, and none of the keys Ling Han gave her could be opened.

After asking the contractor, she found out that Ling Han had told her not to move the room, which made her a little puzzled. She also found a suitable reason to see Ling Han.

When it comes to that room, there is something strange in Linghan's eyebrows,

"Cold..."

"Go to the office and say it." With these words, he took his arm out of Sheng Enron's hand, put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants and walked towards the direction of the president's office,

Following Ling Han, Sheng Enron feels inexplicably that his mood is not right today. After the meeting, is it because of the meeting?

When passing by the Secretary's office, Ling Han suddenly stops and says in a cold voice,

"Shredding also takes so long. No wonder we can't finish the work."

Ye Huanyan, who was busy breaking up the documents with her back to the door, was stiff and almost turned around. When she saw Ling Han, her face sank slightly. "General manager Ling... Miss Sheng."

In front of Linghan, Sheng Enron smiles gracefully and nods to ye Huanyan.

Ling Han is not polite,

"Did the planning department come up with a plan for the annual meeting?"

"They sent it to me early in the morning, because there was something wrong with the budget, so they took it back and revised it."

"Early in the morning?" Ling Leng snorted, "before 3 p.m., I need to see the general plan. Secretary ye, please pay close attention to your work efficiency. Don't be so incompetent just because Secretary Ji is gone."

"... yes, Mr. Ling."

"Put down other things first, and bring two cups of tea in five minutes. You should remember the taste of Enron."

Ye Huanyan's face was slightly stiff and lowered her head.

See Ling Han such a pair of attitude, Sheng Enron's corner of the mouth raised radian more deeply a few minutes.

She guessed very well. For secretary ye, Ling Han is just a playful attitude. Who will take a girl who can't be found in the crowd seriously?

This woman didn't listen to her advice. Now she's getting tired of Ling Han. I'm afraid it's hard to guarantee her job.

President office,

Ling Han takes off his suit coat and puts it on the chair. Sheng Enron follows him and gently massages his temple with ten slender fingers.

Ling Han didn't want to, but she pressed it with her gentle fingering. She forgot the troubles in the high-level meeting and closed her eyes slowly.

"What's in the room on the second floor of the villa? I think the orientation is very good. Why is it locked?"

Ling Han closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa. His voice was cold and he couldn't hear any emotion,

"It's just a utility room. Don't worry. There are so many rooms. You can choose which one you like."

"Really?" Sheng Enron looked happy. "Is that big master bedroom on the second floor OK?"

"Yes."

"I thought it should be your parents' bedroom. Do you want to keep it for you?"

Referring to his parents, Ling Han opened his eyes and looked at the table for a while. Then he closed his eyes and said, "except for the locked room, you can live whatever you want."“ I want to use European style decoration, because the room is relatively large, with three floors. In this case, European style decoration seems more atmosphere... "Sheng Enron's chattering sound seems to have hypnotic effect. With her massage action, Ling Han becomes more and more tired. Her eyelids just feel heavy, and there is a knock at the office“ Mr. Ling, I come in to deliver tea. " As soon as the words fell, Ling Han sat up straight and broke away from her hands“ Let it go. " Sheng Enron looks at ye Huanyan unhappily. She and Ling Han have such a chance to talk harmoniously. The woman rushes in rashly. She is really bored. Ye Huanyan put down her tea and turned to leave. She didn't want to stay here much. There was a sweet, sharp voice behind him. "Wait a minute." I don't know when Sheng Enron had taken a sip of his tea cup. Then he put down the cup and frowned, "Secretary ye, I never drink tea, and this tea is not fresh, right? There's a musty smell. "“ Miss Sheng, all the tea in the office is Gao Shan tea that President Ling likes best. Every once in a while, new tea is sent to replace it. There has never been any old tea here. " When it comes to Ling Han, Sheng An'an's smile is slightly stiff. The light from the corner of his eyes glances at Ling Han. He takes the cup and drinks it slowly, without exception“ Han, you know I don't like tea very much. Do you have coffee? It's all in the office. "“ The coffee beans have just been used up, and the logistics department hasn't been able to keep up with the replenishment. Miss Sheng might as well try Mr. Ling's favorite tea. " Every mouthful of a mausoleum always like, almost block Sheng Enron speechless. Her face turned red and her angry eyes were burning. Ye Huanyan's eyes flashed a trace of success, holding the tray of tea with a smile, "if you two have nothing else, I'll go out first, and call me if you have something else."“ Wait a minute, "Ling Han's voice rang out behind ye Huanyan. She held the handle of the metal door for a little while, sighed in her heart, and turned around slowly." what else do you want from general Ling? " This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.