Chapter 673

It was five ten in the morning when I got back to the company.

The office building was cold and quiet, and the footsteps of the two men were particularly clear. Zhao Xi stepped back a little and looked at the young master's face with the rest of his eyes.

When he came to the end of the corridor, he stepped forward and pushed the door with his arm outstretched to ensure that the young master's steps did not stop, and went directly into the office.

At the same time, they saw Ximen Ze lying on the sofa. Zhao Xigang wanted to call him, but Ling Zhenyu stopped him:

"let him sleep for another ten minutes."

"Young master, we are working hard these days. I'm really worried about your health. You can go to the rest room to have a nap. Here I am..."

Without waiting for him to finish, Ling Zhenyu's hand swung in the air. He put his elbows on his desk and held his eyebrow in one hand:

"no, I'll just close my eyes for a moment. There are more and more documents, and the director will come to check it..."

As soon as the "director" is mentioned, Zhao Xi looks back at the door and anxiously goes back to see if the door is locked. When he comes back, he lowers his voice and says:

"young master, I always feel that this director is not easy. He works like an imperial sister and nobody urinates. After work, he is like a changed person..."

"Well, this is her style. Work and life are very separate. We just need to do a good job here. After all, some of her views have a great influence on the old man."

Ling Zhenyu went to the back of the seat. She was not loud, but the meaning was very clear. She was an imperial envoy and could not offend her.

Of course, Zhao Xi could understand the meaning, but he still scratched his head and felt that he had not organized the language well, so he simply swallowed the words back into his stomach.

"You go to work, let sang Bing prepare breakfast."

Sitting upright, Ling Zhenyu picked up the golden pen with one hand, opened the first page of the document with the other hand, and ordered lightly.

Zhao Xi sighed, nodded and turned out.

In the quiet office, the light is not strong. One works wholeheartedly and the other continues to dream on the sofa.

Suddenly the mobile phone rings:

"kill, kill, run, run..."

The pen in Ling Zhenyu's hand suddenly cut a piece of paper and turned to look at ximenze.

"PATA!"

"Ouch."

Ximenze fell on the ground, covered his waist, slowly sat up, stretched out his hand to touch the mobile phone:

"unfortunately, the alarm clock is so lifelike?! Frighten me

His sleepy eyes began to look up. His eyes were on Ling Zhenyu's eyes. He suddenly stood up from the ground, grinned and explained:

"Hey, brother, I was a little tired last night. I wanted to get up after half an hour's sleep. Later, I searched for such an alarm clock for fear of delay. Didn't - didn't it scare you?"

Ling Zhenyu didn't pay any attention to him. He just frowned slightly and told him in a light way:

"there's something you want to do, go to see Zhao Xi specifically." Mobile phone

make complaints about the time on the phone, pull out your half curtain, and look out, and make sure that the sun is not working. The rubbing eyes are tucking out:

, "brother, why do you come so early, and the company has me here, you - well, I'll go to Zhao Xi..."

While yawning, he shook his hand to comfort his sharp eyes:

"don't ask, it's probably related to my sister-in-law."

"What do you mean?"

Ling Zhenyu's pen nibbled, looked up at him and asked in a deep voice.

"As far as I know, her business is bigger than the sky in your eyes. The company is in hot water now, and other people's issues can't be mentioned at all. So it must be about her. Well, you can't admit it. But I went to Zhao Xi, and every word he said will become my strong testimony..."

He grabbed the glass ashtray and smashed it at him. Ling Zhenyu yelled at him:

"skin itching?"

Take the ashtray in your hand easily, walk back a few steps and put it back to its original place with a smile:

"OK, I'm going now. People don't want to make you happy. Don't worry about it. No matter what, I'll do it as soon as I get out of the house

Ximen Ze was poor and went out with a mess of yellow hair.

Ling Zhenyu turned his head and looked at the light outside the window. Then he looked at the documents a foot high on the table. He touched the wound on his shoulder with his hand holding a gold pen. He pulled the smile lines at the corners of his mouth and continued to work.

Before I came to the company, I told my mother that if I still had a fever in the morning, I would send her to the hospital for injection or ask Dr. Fu to go home.

I don't know what's going on.

The document turned several pages, and finally his eyes fell on the mobile phone beside him.

Just call and ask.

Put down the pen in his hand, he picked up his mobile phone and dialed directly to the landline in the living room.

If Zhang Ma is upstairs in the bedroom, the mobile phone rings, it will wake up the girl.

Thinking of the panic of that little face last night, his heart was tight, and his fist wrapped in gauze was clenched a little bit.The moment the phone was picked up, his voice directly hit the past:

"Zhang Ma, is Qiqi still burning?"

Mrs. Zhang replied with a smile:

"I just came down from the stairs, my grandmother's fever has gone, and I'm trying to make some Sydney Soup for her. Don't worry, young master. I'll watch it."

"OK, let her replenish water, and if you have nothing to do, find her a TV play. It doesn't matter if you learn French or not..."

He took a deep breath. She wanted to learn French from Fang Qingchen, but between them

Last night, his injured hand was aching and his chest was suffocating. He cut off the phone directly and threw his cell phone on the table.

As the president's chair retreated, he stood up and strode toward the window.

Heavy work doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter if you don't have a regular life.

He was afraid that there would be any mistake in the person he had been worrying about.

Last night was enough for him to regret.

Why didn't you take her directly? It's because you don't want her involved in the company's conspiracy.

He thought that taking the lead for her in the club would frighten some people. It was his fault!

His fist hit the glass window and his thin lips pressed hard.

He can't make the same mistake again.

He wants the company.

Kiki, he needs more!

The cancer on the company side must be eliminated as soon as possible, even with Linda.

He knew that woman's mind about him, especially when he went to have coffee that day, so he should change his strategy.

After all, the consequences of this matter have gone beyond his bottom line.

No matter who it is, Qiqi should not be touched.

When the thoughts are flying, the mobile phone seems to have SMS prompt.

He narrowed his eyes and looked at the rising sun in the distance. He turned his eyes firmly and came back to his desk.

When you pick up your mobile phone, you will find that it is a multimedia message -

it is a group of photos.

The man's eyebrows twinkled in an instant, and the big hand holding the mobile phone was locked tightly, almost crushing the mobile phone.

His wrist was already shaking. He opened one of the pictures, and his whole body's aura suddenly dropped to freezing point.

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