Chapter 428

"The new president." Xiao Hanshan suddenly showed a strange smile.

Yemingbei looks at the other party and doesn't know what it means. He's not a fool. After more than a year, he looks at what Hanfeng has done. Many people in the company have left, and the senior management has changed. All the old employees have been dismissed by Hanfeng for various reasons, or forced to resign.

"I don't see. Why do I want to see him? I'm leaving now." Yeming North finish this sentence, want to continue to go out.

Xiao Hanshan grabbed him and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Huan has come back. Are you still going?"

"What?" Night bright north this time is to stare big eyes, looking at Xiao Hanshan, he a little understood, just that strange smile is what? Missing for more than a year, he would come back quietly, but he didn't hear that Huan Gufeng had come back.

"You lied to me. How could that man be president Huan? No one in the company said that he came back to take over the company. " Night bright North don't believe of query, he don't know Xiao Hanshan just said is true, half believe half doubt.

Xiao Hanshan shrugged. He patted yemingbei on the shoulder. "Just follow me to have a look. If you don't tell the president to resign, it's not resignation."

Yemingbei was silent and nodded.

He turned around and followed Xiao Hanshan up the elevator for the president.

Others were stunned. A toilet washer went up with the new president. What's the situation? Everyone speculated that this would be the new president's undercover. Otherwise, how could a group of people suddenly come and take over Huan's enterprise? It's incredible.

As Xiao Hanshan steps on the 66th floor again, yemingbei sees that everything is so familiar, and his heart begins to heat up. He is distressed to see that Huan Gufeng's favorite Persian carpet on the ground is knotted and dirty. He also hates that Han Feng is a man who doesn't know how to manage. A good Huan family has become an empty shell now.

At first, they went to the door of the president's office and stopped. The door was closed but not opened.

Yemingbei doesn't know what Xiao Hanshan means?

"The electronic key is in your hand. Hand it in." Xiao Hanshan's words point out the secret of yemingbei.

"How do you know I have the electronic key?" Yemingbei is very surprised. No one knows about this. A year ago, when he was driven away by Han Feng, he quietly took away the electronic key of the intelligent lock in the president's office. Han Feng has no idea about this.

So I didn't go deep into it.

"Only Huan Gufeng and you know this electronic key. Of course, your president Huan told me that only this electronic key can open this door. Do you want me to continue now?" Xiao Hanshan looked at him calmly and said.

Behind a man came out, standing behind the two, is Huan Gufeng.

He sat in the president's secretary room and heard a familiar voice, which was the voice of his former Secretary yemingbei.

"Yes, the electronic key is in my hand, but I can't give it to you, because you are not president Huan now, you are working with others now, this room can only be left to President Huan, other people can't, there is no other thing, I left." Yemingbei didn't believe it. When Han Feng was drunk a year ago, he said that Huan Gufeng had long been dead. At that time, he didn't believe it, but now he believes it.

"Mingbei, can I have the electronic key?" Huan Gufeng's cold voice came from behind yemingbei. Yemingbei was a little absent-minded, and his tone was very similar to that person who had been with him for three years, but he knew it was just an illusion, so he paused.

There was no sound.

"Mingbei, how long has the Persian carpet at the door of the elevator not been sent to dry cleaning? The hair is all knotted. Don't you want to dry it?" This sentence makes yemingbei turn around and look at the person behind him, but the person in front of him is totally another face. Although he is also handsome and tall, with delicate facial features and no flaws, he is not the person in his heart.

"I don't do this job. I'm just a toilet cleaner. You've made a mistake. I've resigned. I'm leaving." Yeming north to look at the person, when the four eyes relative, he found a pair of familiar eyes, deep with dignity.

He looked at each other up and down again. Except his eyes, they were not like accidents.

"I want you to be my secretary to the president." Huan Gufeng looked at him and said faintly.

"What? I... " Yeming North Leng for a while, this is too unexpected, a person who is not familiar with their own, nothing to ask, directly to their own secretary, this is not in line with the rules.

"If you think it's OK, come to work tomorrow morning and I want to see the things in my office as they are." Huan Gufeng can't directly tell yemingbei that he is Huan Gufeng. Now is not the time. He can only give a hint.

Yemingbei thought at the end of the sentence, "the original appearance." he looked at each other a little puzzled. For this person who came to 66 for the first time, how could he know what it was like?Huan Gufeng and Xiao Hanshan had already turned around and left, when they were stunned at night.

A few minutes later, yemingbei walked into the opposite of the president's office. It was the Secretary's room. The place where he used to work had changed a lot. The desk was also very messy, and the ground was even more chaotic. There was dust everywhere. He used to go to work half an hour in advance to clean his office.

But the Secretary Han Fengxin is looking for is obviously not a person who can clean up.

He frowned tightly and began to tidy up. He was a clean man and liked the place where he worked. It was spotless.

An hour later, the office was a new look. The papers on the desk were neatly placed. The floor was also cleaned. There was no garbage. The ashtray was thrown away. He didn't smoke, and he didn't like people smoking in this room. It was a mess.

He took off his coat, which was a white shirt without any stain.

He sat on a clean chair and looked around the room. He was very happy. More than a year later, it was his happiest day.

Then he took out the electronic key from his body and gently pressed the smart door. With a click, the door opened.

But when he went in, he had a bad smell.

The curtain is also being blown by the wind outside the window, the table and the ground are full of scattered paper, and the dust on the table. The ashtray beside the sofa is already full, and the ash is also scattered on the white leather sofa, and the tea table is also a thick layer of dust.

He looked at it, completely compared with a year ago, and thought that no one had ever lived in it.

It's going to be like this.