C18

"How did you solve the bomb?" She asked carefully, "you, aren't you a salesman? How could it be? "

Dodging her gaze, he looked out of the window.

"The president of Lingtian group was kidnapped before, and he was full of bombs. I happened to be present at that time. I saw the blasting experts remove it once, and I remember that."

He spoke more and more in a low voice, as if thinking of the past, and could not bear to look back.

"So." Lan Lan also said what, at this time the door was knocked, the person who came in was Shuke.

"Well, I'm sorry to disturb you," said Shuke, looking at the scene of their mutual dependence, but the matter was about to burn. He broke in at this time and had no time to worry about Ling Ji's black face.

"Ling, Mr. Ling, come out. There are some things you need to explain to the police station."

Ling Ji nodded, looked back to blue LAN, "you have a good rest, I go back."

When he got up, his leg suddenly twitched. He remembered that he had hurt his leg when he fell off the car in the fight.

But now he can only maintain the action and look of just now, calmly from the ward out, close the door, still do not forget to smile at her warm.

"President." Shuk followed him for many years. At that moment, he had already felt it and immediately stepped forward to hold Ling Ji, who was frowning slightly.

"Let's talk about you first." No problem.

Shuke was sweating with anxiety. He couldn't care about other things. Taking good care of the president was his top priority.

But general Ling's orders could not be ignored. After thinking about it, he said, "president, you'd better go to see a doctor first. It's not a matter for you to bear such a burden. There are a lot of reporters and media around the door."

Ling Ji mouth a smoke, cold hum a, "these people, really fast enough."

"Your identity is here, and your influence can't be small."

"You're going to take care of it. Make sure you keep it down."

"But President, your legs..."

"Tomorrow, I don't want to see any relevant reports, especially about my identity."

"Yes, president."

"And, go and get my personal doctor."

Ling Ji orders to finish, take back a serious look, turn around and walk to the VIP ward next door. Left the figure of the back, completely let people see his leg fracture appearance.

This kind of calm and calm of living in the battlefield for a long time made Shuke secretly admire and cherish him.

General manager Ling is only 29 years old, and what he has experienced can be tempered to today's steel body, which is beyond his imagination.

Lan Lan from Ling and left, in the care of the doctor slowly fell asleep, until the next day to wake up, only to find himself at home.

Turn over, did not see Ling Ji's figure. She got up and went to the living room. She saw the milk and bread on the table which had already been prepared, with a note on it.

When you take it up and look at it, the corners of your mouth are in a good-looking curve. Although the man is cold, he is also intimate.

The salesman of Lingtian group? Is Ling Ji's identity really so simple? Is he lying to her? Just, what reason does he have to cheat her?

Her mind is in a mess, can not sort out a clue, simply do not think, take care of their own rushed to work.

Before I got to the door of the western restaurant, I saw a large group of people standing on both sides of the road, saw her coming, and made a collective welcome.

"What's the situation?" She was blinded for a moment.

"Yes, Miss LAN." Zhang Kefan, the owner of the former western restaurant, took care of his appearance and came over respectfully.

Come to her, bow to her 90 degrees, "from today on, you are the manager of our western restaurant."

"What?"

"Well, I was transferred from Lingtian group to take charge of the business of another restaurant. It's up to you to take care of the business here. "

Zhang Kefan according to the words that Shuke wrote for him before, according to the script, said to LAN LAN.

"In the future, I'll have to trouble you. For the sake of our colleagues' competition, we can say a lot in front of the president." Zhang Kefan accosted and nodded after Lan Lan Lan.

"President? What President? " She frowned and turned to ask.

"Well, it's Mr. Shuke, our friend of general manager Ling."

Shuck? Ling Ji's friend? She nodded her head thoughtfully.

The next second, before Zhang Kefan finished his words, the staff of the restaurant rushed up and congratulated her.

"Congratulations to miss LAN."

"Miss LAN, I've changed my name to manager LAN. Hehe, manager LAN, I'm the chef of our restaurant. Please take care of it later... "

"Manager LAN, I'm Xiao Qi. Ha ha, I've taught you how to cook before. I've been offended before. I hope you don't remember the villains..."

"Manager LAN, I'm a Meng. We had dinner together..."Suddenly from a small employee to a manager, LAN LAN is very uneasy. Picked up the mobile phone and called Ling Ji directly.

The mobile phone is a couple's money he bought for her. It is deliberately written on the note to remind her to take it with her when she goes out. If there is any trouble in the future, she can let him know at the first time.

No one answered the phone, and a group of people around her urged her to postpone, but she still sat in the manager's office.

Zhang Kefan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Miss LAN, if you don't agree to take the position of the manager, Mr. Shuk will not let me go easily."

"All right." At present, she can only reluctantly agree, thinking to wait to see Ling Ji to discuss again, "still have to trouble Zhang Zong you to hand over the work with me."

"Easy to say, easy to say." Zhang Kefan is full of wrinkles on his black face.