Soon the week came to Saturday. As soon as Song Yuyan came out of the garden gate, her cell phone rang. But Song Yuyan, who was in a hurry to do odd jobs, had no time to answer the phone, so she quickly ran to the bus stop not far from the garden.
After getting on the bus, her phone was still ringing crazily. Taking advantage of the bus ride, Song Yuyan closed her eyes on the bus. She was really sleepy. She was twelve o'clock every night. I go to bed at 0 o'clock, wake up around 6:30, and then prepare lunch for my mother.
When they arrived at the coffee shop, Song Yuyan quickly changed into work clothes and went to work. Wen Zichen sat in the president's office and dialed Song Yu's mobile phone number over and over again. Today was Saturday, and she Promise me that you will contact me today, why can't you get through the phone?
With a sad look on his face, Wen Zichen looked at the documents on his desk, his eyes revealing a great sense of loss. The assistant standing next to him did not dare to say a word. As long as his president was in a bad mood, He couldn't do anything well, and he didn't dare to say a word.
When it was time for the meeting, Wen Zichen was distracted during the meeting because Song Yuyan did not call her mobile phone number, so that the employees in the conference room did not know whether it was better to report the work or not..., President Wen Isn’t it like this usually? Why are you so depressed today?
Just as the employees in the conference room were speculating, Wen Zichen's eyes turned cold and the gentle CEO in the eyes of the employees faded away. He looked at the employees and apologized. : Dear employees, I'm sorry, today's meeting can't continue. If I have anything to do, please contact Special Assistant Lin.
Wen Zichen looked at Assistant Lin, why did Assistant Lin not respond yet? Wen Zichen looked at Assistant Lin and said, "I'm not in the company today. You take care of the company. I'll come back to the company on Monday." After Wen Zichen finished speaking, he stood up and patted Assistant Lin on the shoulder, and then ran out of the conference room quickly with a worried expression.
Assistant Lin felt a headache when he saw the employees talking in the conference room. President Wen’s expression in the office was not right. The president frantically dialed a number. He didn’t know how many times he dialed it, but he almost missed it at the end. He almost threw his phone. He had never seen the president behave like this before.
Wen Zichen took the elevator and went downstairs. His expression was no longer as gentle as before. There was only a worried expression of worry about what would happen to a person. Because Wen Zichen ran too fast, he ran out At the company door, I didn't even see Secretary Zhou coming towards me.
Secretary Zhou looked at Wen Zichen's running figure and wondered: What's wrong with the president? You're running so fast, shouldn't you be in the conference room at this time? Why... Secretary Zhou was not only worried about the president, but also followed Wen Zichen.
When Secretary Zhou ran out of the company door, he saw Wen Zichen driving his Porsche quickly away from the PAX Group. Secretary Zhou sighed. Wen Zichen is usually gentle and gentle, but today It's like he's become a different person.
Wen Zichen drove quickly on the road. As he drove, he realized that he didn’t even know where Song Yuyan’s home was.How to find her? He opened the mobile phone on the car with his palm, dialed Assistant Lin's number with his fingers, and stepped on the accelerator with both feet.
Assistant Lin had just finished processing the document that needed to be seen by the president. He was sitting on the sofa. It was really confusing to look at the document, not to mention that it also needed the president's signature. However, Assistant Lin still didn't want to Dare to rashly advocate signing those important documents, only to let employees complete the work behind the documents after reviewing them.
Assistant Lin was sitting on the sofa in Wen Zichen’s office. Just as he was about to sit down and take a rest, his cell phone rang. Assistant Lin quickly took out his phone and saw that the screen showed an incoming call from Wen Zichen. He pressed the answer button on his cell phone, and there was a whistling sound from the other side.
Could it be that the president is driving a car? Where is he going? Wen Zichen said to Assistant Lin on the other side of the phone: Assistant Lin, help me check where Song Yuyan's home is. I want to know in ten minutes, so hurry up! After Wen Zichen finished speaking, he ended the call.
He parked the car on the main road of Anseong Bridge and dialed Song Yuyan's mobile phone number with his finger. The mechanical voice came from there again: "Hello, the number you dialed is currently unanswered, please. Call again later." Wen Zichen's eyes turned cold in anxiety, Song Yuyan, it's best that nothing happens to you.
In the cafe, Song Yuyan worked hard. She did not bring her mobile phone in the pocket of her work clothes. Ten minutes later, Assistant Lin made a call to Wen Zichen. Wen Zichen was lying in the car and listened. When the phone started to ring, I quickly grabbed it from the seat.
His fingers quickly pressed the answer button, and Assistant Lin's voice came from the other side of the phone: Mr. Wen, we found out that Song Yuyan's family lives in Mingdu Garden, not far from Ancheng Park. Garden, anything else? Mr. Wen. Assistant Lin spoke carefully, fearing that he would dissatisfy the president if he said something wrong.
Wen Zichen said to Assistant Lin Te on the other side of the phone: Okay, I got it, take care of the company. I will go to the company on Monday and hang up. Before Assistant Lin could say a word, Wen Zichen hung up the phone. Assistant Lin began to think more and more something was wrong. What happened to his CEO today? Even his voice was no longer gentle, and Assistant Lin frowned tightly.
Wen Zichen thought of how he met Song Yuyan while jogging in Ancheng Park in the early hours of that night. She seemed to have said that her home was not far from Ancheng. He patted his head, quickly turned the steering wheel, and headed towards Driving in the direction of Anseong Park.
Wen Zichen was so angry when he thought of Nan Zeyu's face. Why did Baifu Group rank among the top three? Why did he feel that he just couldn't beat Nan Zeyu? In fact, Wen Zichen wanted to know how she met Nan Zeyu. How did she, an ordinary little girl, know such a high-ranking and cold-blooded CEO as Nan Zeyu that makes people unable to feel strong and oppressive? ?
The more Wen Zichen thought about it, the more he couldn't figure it out. He pressed the accelerator to the bottom, and the speed of the car had exceeded 100. He glanced at it, and the car seemed to be flying fast. Suddenly, he suddenly braked, and he accidentally His forehead touched the steering wheel, and he covered his face in pain.forehead, driving a car with one hand.
Song Yuyan also quickly ate the instant noodles from the cafe during her lunch break. The instant noodles were duck, carrot and chive flavor. She soaked the noodles in hot water until soft, then poured in the sauce packets and duck meat cubes. , diced carrots, and chives, simmer for five minutes, the noodles will be cooked quickly.
After lunch, Song Yuyan took a rest, then quickly washed her face and continued her afternoon work. On the other side, Wen Zichen drove to the entrance of Mingdu Garden. He looked around and saw this The area is pretty good, with pharmacies, restaurants, supermarkets, hair salons and fruit shops.
It seems that Song Yuyan’s family background is also average. Wen Zichen saw that the name Duyuan was the garden for a long time. He continued to take the mobile phone in the car and dialed Song Yuyan’s mobile phone number without giving up. Song Yuyan, who was working, checked the time on her phone an hour ago, but her eyes did not notice the missed calls that were not opened on the phone screen.
The time slowly came to around five o'clock, and it was only Song Yuyan's time to get off work. After she finished her day's work, the foreman called her: Yuyan came to get your salary for today. Song Yuyan heard the sound and ran over. The foreman will The red money paper was handed to Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan took the money and quickly counted exactly 900. She looked at the foreman with her shining eyes. The foreman looked at her and said: "I'm getting better and better at it. Not bad. You The weekly salary is 900. Of course, if you stay here in the coffee shop for a long time, at least this amount will not be bad for you.
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Song Yuyan looked at the "5" sign extended by the foreman. She was very excited, but she had no choice. She had to go to the Western restaurant on Sunday. She looked at the foreman and said: No, I'll still be the foreman. I work part-time on Saturdays, so I'll leave first, the foreman. The foreman gave her a soft hum. Song Yuyan took off her work clothes and walked out of the cafe with her shoulder bag.
As soon as Song Yuyan walked out of the coffee shop, she saw a familiar sports car parked at the door. She had told Assistant Bai not to drive over to pick her up while she was working part-time. Song Yuyan He glanced briefly at the sports car, then ran forward quickly.
The Ferrari sports car knew what Song Yuyan meant and followed her until Song Yuyan ran to the bus stop. She stopped and looked at the sports car opposite. The window was rolled down, and Assistant Bai saw Song Yuyan's expression. Zhang Tianming's little red face said angrily: "Miss Song, look at you running in such a hurry, your face is turning red. If the CEO knows, he will scold me again."
Song Yuyan walked towards the sports car. The sports car opened the rear door quickly and automatically. After getting in the car, Song Yuyan touched her face. It seemed that she felt a little warm. It was not because she was afraid of being seen by people in the cafe. What would they think of her if someone with a sports car or a limited-edition Ferrari came to pick her up from get off work?
Assistant Bai looked at Song Yuyan who was sitting behind her through the car window mirror. Her face was as white as snow and her face was red. Because she was running too fast, her chest was rising and falling. Song Yuyan panted and said to Assistant Bai. :Is today Saturday? Assistant Bai.
Assistant Bai looked back at PantingSong Yuyan said, "Yes, Miss Song." Wen Zichen was very bored sitting in the car. He wanted to drive away, but he wanted to see Song Yuyan's sweet and lovely face before he felt relieved. Wen Zichen lay in the car again and stared at his mobile phone.
Although Assistant Bai’s driving speed is not as fast as Mr. Ba’s, he is about the same speed as Mr. Ba. It seems that there has been no news from Nan Zeyu for a long time. I wonder how he is doing in the United States? How is his mother recovering?
An hour later, Assistant Bai parked his car at the gate of Mindu Garden. Song Yuyan was about to get out of the car with her bag. Suddenly, her cell phone rang. Song Yuyan opened her bag and took it out. On the mobile phone, the caller ID is "Wen Zichen".
Forgetting that today was a dinner date with him, Assistant Bai looked at Song Yuyan and said: Miss Song, it's okay. I will accompany you and make sure to protect your personal safety. Song Yuyan reluctantly pressed the answer button, and Wen Zichen's excited voice came from the other side: You finally answered the phone, Song Yuyan, I made several calls, are you at home now?
Song Yuyan wanted to say that she was at home, but thinking about it, she had done nothing to apologize for, so why should she be afraid of Wen Zichen? Then Song Yuyan said calmly on the phone: I just got off work, where are you now? Mr. Wen.
Wen Zichen sat up straight and said to Song Yuyan on the other side of the phone: I'm here, I'm here... He can't say that he drove to her door just to see her. This would make him look reckless, and his voice stopped. He paused, and then said to Song Yuyan on the other side of the phone: I'm at the door of the company and have just gotten off work.
Assistant Bai opened the back door for Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan got out of the car with her bag. She was about to thank Assistant Bai when she looked up and saw Wen Zichen’s face. Why is Wen Zichen in my garden? At the door, Song Yuyan quickly knocked on the car window.
Before Wen Zichen noticed her, Song Yuyan shouted to Assistant Bai in the car: Open the door quickly, I see Wen Zichen, Assistant Bai, hurry up! Song Yuyan's face turned red, She crouched behind the sports car.
Wen Zichen seemed to be looking at something in front. Assistant Bai immediately understood and quickly pressed the button in the car. The back door of the car opened quickly. Song Yuyan immediately got into the sports car and quickly closed the door. Her whole body Squatting in the car.
As soon as he squatted down, he saw Wen Zichen walking up to the Ferrari sports car. But one advantage of this Ferrari sports car is that people outside cannot see the people inside, which is equivalent to the sports car making the people in the car invisible. Come, it is isolated from the environment outside the car window, and people outside cannot find anyone inside.
Song Yuyan almost raised her eyebrows when she saw Wen Zichen's majestic figure walking around. How did he know that my home is here? Did I say that? Song Yuyan looked at Assistant Bai anxiously. Assistant Bai looked at Song Yuyan and said solemnly: Don't worry, Wen Zichen can't find us. This car has its own invisibility function. People outside can't see anyone in the car.
Song Yuyan was relieved. At this time, her handThe phone rang again. Song Yuyan looked at the phone screen. It was still a call from Wen Zichen. She felt a little dizzy. Song Yuyan took the phone and pressed the answer button. Wen Zichen's voice said softly: "Why did you suddenly say just now?" There's no sound. Do I need to drive over to pick you up? Or you should wait for me downstairs at your house.
Song Yuyan took a deep breath and said to Wen Zichen on the phone: I'll wait for you at the door downstairs. You drive to Mindu Garden and I'll be down in a moment. After saying that, Song Yuyan hung up the phone. Assistant Bai looked out the window. Wen Zichen looked at it a few more times, walked back to the Porsche, opened the door and got in the car.
Assistant Bai looked back at Song Yuyan and said: He is back in the car. Miss Song, I am here and I will definitely protect your safety. The president asked me to protect you. When Assistant Bai mentioned Nan Zeyu, Song Yuyan felt safe in her heart. At this moment, she missed him a little...
Wen Zichen was sitting in the car, looking out the window, but why He couldn't even see Song Yuyan's car. He panicked inside and refused to tell him anything. Wen Zichen's eyes became very hurt, thinking about Song Yuyan's sweet and lovely face.
Song Yuyan patted herself and looked at Assistant Bai and said: Hiding is not an option. Assistant Bai, I got out of the car. I’m not so afraid when you are here. Assistant Bai nodded, opened the car door, and Song Yuyan quickly got out of the car.
Wen Zichen glanced at Song Yuyan and saw Song Yuyan's figure. He opened the car door and saw Song Yuyan's watery eyes looking at him. Wen Zichen closed the car door and ran over. Song Yuyan saw Wen Zichen and said: Well, actually, I am Mr. Wen.
Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan hesitating and didn't know what she was going to say. At this moment, the car door suddenly opened. Wen Zichen raised his eyes and saw that this was not the man he saw at the Rhine Hotel. ? This is Nan Zeyu's assistant, right? How could he be with Song Yuyan...
Wen Zichen looked at the Ferrari sports car, and he suddenly understood. It turned out that Nan Zeyu was worried that Song Yuyan was alone in Ancheng. His assistant came to protect her. At this time, Nan Zeyu was already on the plane flying to the United States. He secretly returned to Ancheng and then secretly returned to the United States. After seeing Wen Zichen, he drove back to the villa to take a shower, and then called Bai Bai. The assistant comes to pick up the car. One person bought a ticket and flew back to the United States.