Gu Pan Sheng Zi

Chapter 22N.27
This night, I was half asleep and half awake, and the flying snow in the sky continued to appear in my mind, lingering. The 22-year-old and the 28-year-old me overlap each other, frozen in the snow-capped world with Ye Murong's kiss.He called me "Pan Zi", this is the first time he called me so softly after the reunion, the emotion in his eyes is deep and hot, just like he is still 20-year-old Ye Liulian, Ye Liulian who loves Gu Panzi deeply .

I sat up in bed and took another shower to stop my wild guesses.

The sky was slightly brighter, the dark blue sky began to fade, and a pale golden light emerged from the east.The snow-white world is cold and quiet, and the sanitation workers in the community began to clear the snow.There are two or three piled snowmen in the garden with broomsticks and straw hats...

I have never slept well, so I am used to getting up early.Make a cup of coffee, turn on the computer, and browse the news habitually.The news of the Asia-Pacific Economic Forum was overwhelming. Celebrities from all walks of life gathered in the local area. Under the spotlight, the big names of entrepreneurs, wearing expensive suits and holding elegant and beautiful female companions, looked like successful men.Among them, Ye Murong is undoubtedly young and outstanding. The media found a photo of Mr. Ye and compared it with him. After some compliments, he praised "a tiger father has no dogs".When talking about Ye Murong in detail, he even found a photo of him when he was studying in Tokyo.At that time, he was sharp-edged and reckless.Standing in front of a lecture hall of ten thousand people, he can talk freely without fear.This man was born to be watched.

When the phone rang, Rong Shengzhi's voice said, "Good morning, Miss Gu."

"Secretary Rong, good morning."

"Miss Gu is like this. Mr. Ye's computer is broken. It is definitely too late to send it for repair now, and it probably won't be repaired. Could you please lend me a computer for Mr. Ye to use."

"No problem. Does Mr. Ye have any requirements for the configuration of the computer?"

"There is no specific configuration requirement, as long as it is an Apple air series notebook with a Japanese operating system."

I paused, this is not very demanding, but there are not many people in China who can tolerate the single-cell system program of the Apple notebook, "When?"

"It's 08:30 in the morning, and the breakfast will start at [-]:[-]. Mr. Ye hopes to see the computer when he arrives at the venue."

"Secretary Rong, the time is so short, I'm afraid it's too late. Can't I use other brands of computers or other Apple series?"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Gu, Mr. Ye is used to Apple's system and air machine."

The guests are gods and don't live in a parallel universe, everything I say is basically bullshit.

So I quickly called the manager. The old man was still enjoying the early morning time with his wife in bed, and his attitude towards me was very bad.He yelled at me: "Isn't it just a computer, and God 8 was not made. What are you reporting to me about this?"

"Manager, Mr. Ye said that he is used to Apple's products, and it has to be the air series. If these two are superimposed, where do you ask me to get them?"

"The phrase used to use Apple computers is so familiar. Gu Panzi, did you say the same thing when you asked me to reimburse you for buying a computer last year? What brand is your computer?"

I trembled, "Yali."

"As far as I know, Apple's books can choose the language independently, so you can quickly change it into Japanese and send it to Mr. Ye. If it's a big problem, I'll take care of it for you."

"But, manager..."

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, can't I pay you the wear and tear fee?"

After hanging up the phone, I looked at the big Apple logo on the silver computer on the table, and then set up access permissions for each folder. Teacher Chen's mistakes in repairing computers cannot be repeated.

After I put on my makeup, put on my clothes and put on my bag, I hesitated between canvas shoes and high heels when I changed my shoes. I thought I was going to attend such a big conference as the Asia-Pacific Economic Forum, and I was afraid that even the waiters would wear high heels. Yes, so he gritted his teeth and put on the stiletto red-soled high-heeled shoes that he had been in the cold palace for a long time.

I bought this pair of shoes at the duty-free shop at the airport when I went to Korea last year. At that time, Qiao Ke kept pushing me to buy them, saying that they were as magical as Cinderella's crystal slippers.I couldn't bear her wasted saliva, and I also liked the low-key style of this shoe without putting a big metal logo on the front of the shoe, so I bought it as soon as I gritted my teeth.Later, I suspected that Joe was harming me against my conscience for the points of her ANA membership card...

Putting on these shoes and the snow on the road, I would be a road killer when driving, so I had to take a taxi.

The car was driving slowly in the snow, everyone drove carefully, even the taxi, which has always been vigorous, slowly cherished life.As a result, there is a harmonious scene on the road during rush hour.

Rong Shengzhi asked me to report the location after a phone call, and I directly used googlemap to locate and send him my mobile location.His old man stopped.

At [-]:[-], I finally stepped into the Kempinski lobby with one foot, and I immediately felt a sense of pride that I am Tinker Bell, omnipotent.No matter how hard you, Ye Murong make things difficult, I will take my hand out of my pocket and whistle for you.

The Marquis of Rong Sheng was at the door. As soon as he saw me, he hurried up to take the computer bag in my hand, "Miss Gu, follow me. Mr. Ye is in the VIP lounge."

Pass through the magnificent hall and come to the VIP rest area.Rong Shengzhi pushed open the door of one of the rooms, handed me the computer bag, and beckoned me to go in.

The room smells of smoke.Ye Murong was sitting on the black sofa, his suit was draped over the armrest of the sofa, he was not wearing a casual T-shirt, but a neat white shirt with silver cuffs inlaid with blue gemstones.On the table was seven milligrams of Lark, a stubborn man, unwilling to change all his habits.Not even willing to change brands of cigarettes.

I took out the computer and handed it to him.

(End of this chapter)