When Ling Zhenyu woke up, he heard someone open the door. He thought it was Fu Yunshen, so he lay on the sofa without moving. He raised his hand lazily on his eyes and asked faintly:

"what time is it?

the cold voice rang in my ear, and then the writing lamp at the office door was turned on, and a bunch of lights rushed to the reception area:

"it's nearly seven o'clock, Mr. Ling. I thought you were not there, so I want to come in and clean up..."

Usually, the president's office doesn't let cleaning in, but sang Bing is sorting it out. Now it's off-duty time, and the office light is not on, so she directly opens the door with the key.

Realizing that it was her, Ling Zhenyu sat up from the sofa and raised his hand to carry the water on the tea table. When the cup reached his lips, he heard a cry:

"Mr. Ling, the water is cold. Wait a moment."

Sang Bing, dressed in overalls, stepped on his low heeled shoes and rushed to the reception area. He took the cup in his hand to add hot water.

Ling Zhenyu raised his eyes to look out of the window. The lights of the tall building opposite him were already on. He had been sleeping for three hours. He felt comfortable for no reason.

He picked up his mobile phone and looked at it. There were three unread messages:

"why don't you speak? Are you very moved? Feifei said, "what do you think about the interview..."

"Well, there are only two possibilities. First, at work; second, asleep! "

"well, you should be really asleep, otherwise the work will also secretly return to my information, did not think the local love words can also coax you to sleep, later may not need to tell the story."

The last one was followed by a naughty expression.

He was in a very happy mood, as if he was filled with something. He was just about to return the message, and a voice came from his ear:

"President Ling --"

sang Bing was standing in front of him, holding a water cup in his hand, and his arm was shaking slightly. It should have been a while.

When he looked up, sang Bing explained in a low voice:

"don't disturb you. I just called you, but you didn't hear me. Drink your water while it's hot."

He wanted her to put the water on the tea table, but he didn't let him do so. He put his mobile phone aside temporarily, took the cup in her hand and nodded faintly:

"well, you can get off work first."

Sang Bing's hands are empty, hands clasped together, no place to move.

The headlights in the reception area were not turned on. There was a light spread from the reading lamp on the face of the man drinking water. Half of his face was covered with a halo, and the other half was more stereoscopic under the backlight.

He drinks water is small mouth, thin lips slightly open, throat knot up and down jump two times, raised chin line is simple and smooth, let a person see some fever on his face.

After drinking water, he sipped his thin lips and put the cup back on the tea table.

Realizing that she was still standing by, the man took back his arm, tilted his head and asked, "what's the matter?"

To suppress the embarrassment of blushing, sang Bing habitually hid the wisps of sentimental attachment in his heart. He sat on the sofa opposite him and opened his mouth in a stylized voice:

"Mr. Ling, I know that there is a difficult case on Zhao te's assistant. I heard that the family members of the injured are very difficult to deal with. Why don't I go

Embarrassed by the man's eyes, she raised her hand to lift up the broken hair that didn't exist in her ear and continued to explain:

"I think women can communicate better with each other."

The man seems to be thinking, eyes slightly droop, long and dense eyelashes cast a layer of silhouette on his face, and added a bit of air to him.

She felt that the Ling general manager at the moment is very rare, is it because just looked at the mobile phone, so the whole person is soft down, even the habitual vigilance of the fundus is not so obvious.

With a sigh in her heart, of course, she knows who the person in the mobile phone is!

A man's cello like voice rings, which is a bit more intelligent than just a low voice:

"it's better for Zhao Xi to do it. He cares more about the details, and you have a lot of things on hand."

The unexpected refusal didn't change sang Bing's mood. She just habitually obeyed the arrangement:

"well, would you like to order

Stand up from the sofa, eyes have never left the face of the man opposite.

After a few seconds of meditation, the man gently shakes his head:

"no, you get off work early and go back to have a good rest."

Sang Bing nodded, stepped on her shoes and walked rhythmically towards the door. When she grasped the door handle, she summoned up the courage and told her to turn back:

"Mr. Ling, you should still pay attention to your body. Recently, you have become thin again."

Without waiting for the man to answer, she quickly opened the door.

Go out.

Close the door.

Her heart beat so hard that she could hardly hold it. Only in front of him would the cold mood collapse so easily.

Leaning against the door of the president's office to calm down, two people appeared in the corridor.

Fu Yunshen walked half a step ahead and asked sang Bing: "are you awake?"Sang Bing takes a deep breath, boldly meets the other party's eyes, and answers softly:

"well, Mr. Ling hasn't eaten yet. I asked him that he didn't need to order, so..."

Zhao Xi nodded and explained to her:

"with Dr. Fu here, we don't have to worry about this. You are busy at this time. Go back to have a rest earlier. There are a few things in the company these days. Do you want to take a vacation?"

Sang Bing smiles and shakes her head firmly and refuses:

"I have nothing to do at home. I might as well live a full life in the company. By the way, I have to apply for a new mattress. I feel that the company has to fight a protracted war."

Zhao Xi nodded approvingly:

"I said hello to the logistics office and asked them to choose a comfortable one without worrying about the cost..."

Sang Bing shook his head and made way for the door:

"no, I'll tell you by myself. General manager Ling is still waiting for you to eat. I'll go first."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ximen came out of the office and saw all three of them blocking the door. He was very surprised:

"Sang Bing, have I finished all the things I gave you? Great. It seems that we can increase the workload tomorrow. "

Sang Bing left a figure for Ximen, who scratched his head and asked, "am I now a vicious capitalist? No, it's so annoying! Where's my brother? You are - where have you been? "

Said the west gate directly pushed the door to enter, the office lighting is insufficient, but with rare warmth, the man is walking to the back of the sofa, watching them come in, looking up at them.

"Brother, do you feel something is wrong with my brother today? What's wrong with you? Cervical pain? "

Simon saw that he was looking up and turning his neck, and his arm was lifting up to loosen his bones. He approached and asked.

The man replied casually:

"it's OK. I've got a sleep and a little exercise. It's so coincidental that we're all here!"

The phone rings as soon as the voice drops.

Simon picked up his mobile phone from the sofa, looked at the name flashing on it, frowned and said:

"Linda is a woman who always looks for existence. Brother, I don't think you should answer it."

The man reached for his mobile phone, and his black eyes were lifted up and directly on him:

"Linda's heart is against Haoyu this time."

After that, he directly pressed the answer button, put the phone in his ear, and before he could speak, he heard a voice coming from the receiver:

"Zhenyu, are you finished? I - I want to see you, can I? "

Ling Zhenyu took a deep breath, glanced at the three of them, and answered softly:

"I'm preparing to go."

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