hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 17 The price of angering the chief ([-])

　As soon as Gu Yihan entered the elevator room of Sihai Hotel, a breathless call came from behind him.

　"Please, please, please wait for me!"

　Turning around, she saw Tang Yumo running all the way with her unruly, fluttering, messy long hair.

　I really didn't see it.
　He repeated the line silently in his mind again.

　He opened his mouth and told Jiang Ping: "Close the door."

　Jiang Ping said stupidly: "Chief, Miss Tang asked us to wait for her."

　He glanced at Jiang Ping expressionlessly, and Jiang Ping quickly pressed the door-closing button.

　The more anxious it was, the harder it was to close it, Jiang Ping pressed it hard with "crack, clap, clap".

　The elevator door finally closed slowly when Tang Yumo was about to run up to him.

　"Bang!"

　The door opened slowly again.

　A snow-white down sleeve was caught in the crack of the door.

　Panting for breath, Tang Yumo hurried in and glanced at Jiang Ping gratefully.

　"Miss Tang, you are really walking like flying."

　Jiang Ping responded with a silly smile.

　"Thank you, I have practiced Lingbo Weibu."

　Tang Yumo couldn't hide his good mood for being able to catch up with this elevator, and became naughty.

　Jiang Ping glanced at the silent Gu Yihan guiltily.

　Chief, I really didn't press the button to open the door on purpose, you look like a torch, you should have seen that she stretched out her hand to block the door before opening it, besides, she herself said that she had practiced this skill.

　On Tang Yumo's side, he kept rubbing his cuffs.

　The pure white cloth was pinched by the elevator door, and immediately there were two gray marks.

　Alas, I don't know if it can be washed clean, this down jacket is worn by Gao Linyan, don't give it to her, if she were to die, she wouldn't buy such a dirty color.Gao Lingyan pursues fashion, and only wears each piece of clothing for one season, and throws it away when the season is over.She and Ma Xiaona bought a few pieces, which not only saved money, but also made a contribution to the earth's environmental protection.The only pity is that Gao Linyan's figure is too enchanting, and there is too little room for them to pick up treasures.

　The elevator leading to the 72nd floor was running extremely slowly. The three of them were thinking about their own thoughts, and the time passed quickly.

　As soon as the elevator door opened, a large group of reporters surrounded Gu Yihan.

　Jiang Ping hurriedly maintained order.

　Tang Yumo had already been squeezed out of the crowd.

　"Excuse me, Chief Gu, will you announce the latest investment trends of Yunju Group at the reception tonight?"

　"Chief Gu, what do you think of the report involving new media in the morning news of Qingyi Group?"

　"Chief Gu, can I ask you a personal question? At yesterday's dinner party, many young girls from Qingcheng asked us on the 'Today's Gossip Line Column' to ask if you have a regular girlfriend?"

　"Chief Gu, we want to know what are your criteria for choosing a mate?"

　 
　
　More and more questions, more and more nonsensical.

　Gu Yihan kept his stern face that hadn't changed for thousands of years, and didn't answer a single question.

　Instead, he turned slightly sideways, beckoned Jiang Ping next to him to come over, and asked in a barely audible voice: "Who allowed that woman to come?!"

　With Gu Yihan's painful experience of kissing the wrong flattery countless times and not understanding what he meant, Jiang Ping understood it with a wink this time, and replied respectfully: "Chief, I saw that you got out of the elevator just now." When our Yunju editor greeted her, it must have been formally invited by our people."

　"Tell someone to watch her, don't cause trouble again."

　Gu Yihan ordered coldly.

　"Yes, Chief."

　Jiang Ping couldn't figure it out. Gu Yihan would rather offend the reporters, neither answering serious questions nor answering nympho questions, but only caring about an inconspicuous new female writer. Isn't this abnormal? !Is this the rhythm of the horse? !I don't understand Boss' heart more and more, my career is in jeopardy.
　Fortunately, at this time Li Xue came to greet her, wearing a neat black evening gown, and told everyone smartly that tonight the chief will only attend the reception as a guest and will not speak publicly, but she has all kinds of materials that everyone cares about. The publicity team led by her will be unified to contact with friends from the media.

　In a few words, the reporters from all walks of life were coaxed aside to taste the fine wine and food.

Gu Yihan's complexion was extremely cold, and he strode straight towards a person.

(End of this chapter)