Flash marriage president is too dominant

The mood is very agitated, but Feng Yiting's IQ has not yet become zero: "so, the key is language?"

This matter is like a scar. He has been silent and secretive. He is afraid to ask and afraid to ask. He is afraid that she can't bear it and finally let her come out. He is really afraid. He doesn't care whether he knows the truth or not. As long as she lives well, it doesn't matter.

But if she hasn't been violated, it's another matter.

When the eyes met, Jiang Hong nodded: "she is a party. Even if it is intuition, we can't feel deeper than her! And we're really in a dead end now! "

This is inevitable!

"Well, I'll deal with it as appropriate! Hurry will cause chaos. I'm not in a hurry. Let's see the situation first. I can afford to wait! Whoever it is, unless she's dormant! "

Otherwise, he will dig her out!

The two men discussed some more things. Jiang Hong got up and left. He answered the phone and worked for a while. Feng Yiting's brain was always occupied by an uncontrollable swelling emotion.

Put down the phone, realize a casual turn, sweep the time to the table, feel the quiet atmosphere in the room, he was surprised that he was about to leave work, and someone had been out for too long!

Eh, what's going on? What have you been visiting for so long?

Picking up his cell phone, he first called Ji Qianyu: [sorry, the number you dialed is not answered at the moment, please dial later, sorry -]

After looking at his mobile phone, Feng Yiting frowned: is this crazy?

After reading a document, he dialed again, but there was still no answer. Seeing that he was about to leave work, Feng Yiting felt quite puzzled:

Why don't you come back?

Then he picked up the plane on the desk: "when did Qianyu go out? Did you say where to go? "

"What? OK! I see! "

Put down the phone, Feng Yiting raised his hand and looked at the following table: he has been out for more than two hours, just to see the shooting, and now it's time to come back! Nothing's gonna happen?

"What am I thinking?"

Get up, Feng Yiting knocked on the forehead: what can happen in the company?

With a flash of light, his body suddenly froze: studio? conference hall? Director? Actors?

Which circle has no hidden rules? Especially in this circle, the performance is more incisive. This is the characteristic of the industry. The more ups and downs the industry makes money, the greater the pressure and risk. What's more, it's still a place to eat youth food?

Zhuoyuan group is a two in one floor design, with two buildings in the East and West. The East is half of the office area, while the west is almost full of film and television bases. Various studios, equipment rooms and indoor shooting bases are built in the East. Due to the nature of the industry, some spare parts are built in the self-use or rental mode in the East. In other words, even if the management is strict, the personnel are often mixed. Even if he was in this circle, Feng Yiting had to admit that this circle was dazzling, but it was also suffocating.

Suddenly, another uneasy mood swept over, and he picked up his cell phone again.

Just pressed the familiar number, vaguely, it seemed that a buzzing sound came and suddenly turned around. He pressed the hang up button again, and his vision fell to the sofa on the inner side. At this time, her computer, paper and pen were still placed on the small table on one side. At this time, they were all buckled up and neatly placed.

When he pressed the number again, his steps moved slowly. Sure enough, the buzzing vibration became clearer and clearer. Then, he found her mobile phone in the corner of the pillow side of the sofa.

damn!

It must be for fear of affecting his work that he set the mobile phone to vibration mode! How to go out without a cell phone! It's a lost temper!

I haven't come back for so long. Can't I really get anything?

Quickly back to the table, Feng Yiting picked up the phone on the table:

"Inform all departments to check the whereabouts of Qianyu! Ask Jiang Hong to come and see me! Check the schedule of all the studios in use today and send a summary! Now! "

After deducting the phone, Feng Yiting was also worried: don't make any mistakes again! This is Zhuoyuan. If there's another jumper here, there's no chance of survival!

For a while, Feng Yiting's back was sweating.

"No! Who dares to make trouble in Zhuoyuan? Don't scare yourself! " Comforting himself, Feng Yiting's fists trembled slightly.

According to her character, if she just goes out for a stroll, she shouldn't go far. After all, she's also half mixed in this circle. This industry should be nothing new to her!

Therefore, it is more likely to be limited to the east half of the building closer to his office.

……

The two secretaries came in and thought about the situation, but they hurried in.

On the other hand, the secretary is also collecting and summarizing information and reporting from time to time: "president, someone has seen his wife in studio 3 and on the 13th floor -"

After checking quickly, Feng Yiting also said:

"Now go to inform all departments and report back immediately when you see your wife. In addition, find someone on each floor to check and see if there is any news in thousands of words!"

"Yes!" The Secretary ran out with his mobile phone. Jiang Hong couldn't help looking at him more: "brother Ting, are you too nervous?"

Maybe I just went out for a walk and forgot to bring my cell phone!

In Zhuoyuan, and it's only about two hours. A big living man, not a child! Jiang Hong always thinks that he has gone too far! No wonder you're holding people like this!

"I hope so! I don't know, but I really don't feel very good -- "

Wring his eyebrows, Feng Yiting clutched her mobile phone, and his look was obviously floating! I don't know if he was infected. Slowly, Jiang Hong's lips coagulated a little dignified.

A moment later, the Secretary ran in again, flipped his cell phone and said, "president, all floors basically replied, and no one found it!"

In a word, Jiang Hong immediately felt bad: "remove the monitoring and adjust all the floors that have appeared first!"

Soon, the picture was cut up. The two looked over and said, "on the 13th floor, the last picture captured was 4:10. The direction she walked was like the direction of the stairway -"

The sight met, and Feng Yiting said, "why not take the elevator?"

After drawing the summary sheet in his hand, a trace of doubt flashed on Feng Yiting's face: "the two adjacent floors are workshops, the corresponding logistics service office, and there is no studio on the fifth floor!"

It's not the lowest or the highest level. Where is she going?