There are worries in my eyes.

……

Looking at Lin yishallow's car, the farther it goes, the more it disappears into sight. The man sighs gently and takes back his sight.

He took out a very small cigarette box from the suit pocket he was carrying, which could only hold fine cigarettes. He opened it and took out a cigarette from it and lit it.

I took a deep breath and let out the smoke.

Then he stepped into the building.

"President song."

As soon as song Changlin entered the door, he saw that he was smiling to meet his assistant, who was also his driver's attendant.

His face suddenly became cold. He took out the cigarette in his mouth and said coldly to the driver, "you can go home now."

The driver felt something was wrong, but he didn't understand what song Changlin meant

The smile on his face became more and more unnatural.

Song Changlin didn't stop. As he passed the driver, he glanced at him and said, "come back tomorrow to pack up, and then go to the financial department to check out."

This is about to be fired. The smile on the driver's face completely froze.

Leng Leng hair, reaction come over, he hurried to pursue song Changlin, "Song Zong I did something wrong?"

I was fired for no reason.

He chases song Changlin to the elevator door. Song Changlin stops and points to him. "I don't want to repeat it for the second time."

His eyes scared the driver.

It seems that another step forward is the abyss, the legs shake a bit, but the feet do not dare to move.

Let alone question.

I can only watch song Changlin enter the elevator and recognize the fact that he was fired.

Song Changlin didn't look at the driver anymore. He went into the elevator and closed the door. Then he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened the screen.

There is an unread message. He clicks it open. It's a picture. The woman in the picture opens his desk drawer in his office.

There was a thick haze on his face.

"Ding"

when the elevator reached the top floor, the door opened. He stepped out step by step, walked into the office, pushed the door open, and made a sound.

Chen Luli was shocked to find something in her drawer.

Chen Luli looks up and sees song Changlin. She closes the drawer in a panic and smiles. "Changlin."

Song Changlin frowned slightly. "What are you doing?"

There is no emotion in the voice.

There seems to be no mood.

The expression on Chen Luli's face soon faded. She went back to song Changlin without changing her face: "I think you haven't come. It's a bit boring. I want to find a book to read."

She pointed to a book about logical thinking on Song Changlin's desk.

That's not song Changlin's book. It's song Changwen's book. It's always in the drawer.

Song Changlin glanced at the book and didn't answer.

Chen Luli said again, "hurry up and eat."

She reaches for song Changlin's arm and pulls him to the chair. Song Changlin sits on the chair half pulled by her.

One by one, Chen Luli took out the lunch boxes in the bag and put them in front of song Changlin.

Song Changlin nodded, "OK."

He naturally took the chopsticks Chen Luli handed him and pushed the food in front of him.

"Did you send Xiao Yi to the car?"

Chen Luli's topic suddenly turned to Lin yishallow. Song Changlin just picked up a dish with chopsticks and paused.

Then he continued to stuff the food into his mouth. He lowered his head slightly and lowered his eyes. Chen Luli could not see his face or his mood.