I'd love to live next door to you

Xie Lin suddenly came back to himself. I dare to say that President Han didn't say a word for a long time. It was for this matter

"Yes, Mr. Han. I also recorded for you. Wait a minute. I'll send it to you right away."

As soon as Xie Lin finished speaking, the phone was hung up by Han jingnian.

Xie Lin hurried to find the recording. He just turned it over, and his cell phone called again. It was still Han jingnian's call: "Xie Lin, do you need this long right now?"

"Mr. Han, it's only half a minute. I just turned over the recording and was going to send it to you..."

Han jingnian hung up the phone again.

Xie Lin clicks on wechat and sends it to Han jingnian. During the upload process, his mobile phone receives Han jingnian's call again: "why hasn't it been transmitted?"

"President Han, in the process of sending, it takes time to upload the network..."

"Garbage hospital, garbage network." Han jingnian hung up again.

Xie Lin listened to the beep of the phone being hung up, with a black line on her face: "..."

Mr. Han, have you forgotten? This hospital is yours! Yours! Yours!

…

Han jingnian, who has been staring at the wechat page of Xie Lin, saw that a voice file had been sent and immediately clicked to play it.

Schelling: Madam, may I ask you a personal question

Good evening in summer: "Dr. Xie, excuse me."

Xie Lin: "madam, would you dislike president Han because of this?"

Good night in summer: "how can it be? I just feel very sad... "

Han jingnian's long, white fingertips quivered, almost smashing the mobile phone he was holding onto his leg.

The recording was very short and soon finished. He listened to it again, then listened again. Then he hated that it was very troublesome to press and play. So he guided the recording into the car stereo and chose to play it in a circular way.

"Madam, may I ask you a personal question?" How come? I just feel very sad... "

When Han jingnian didn't know how many times he listened to the recording, his cell phone rang. He looked down at the caller ID. it was Schelling. He swiped the screen and pressed answer.

"Mr. Han, have you received the recording? Is the document still in good condition? Is that all right? "

Han's impatience when he just waited for the recording was over for years, and his tone back to Xie Lin was careless: "HMM."

"Then..." At the other end of the line, Xie Lin wanted to say, "then I won't disturb you to listen to the recording." but when he said that, he stopped again: "President Han, can I ask you a question?"

After years of frowning, Han was just about to say, "what do you think?" But when he heard the words "I'm just in love" coming from the car stereo, he closed his mouth.

Han jingnian didn't say a word here. Xie Lin didn't know whether he agreed to ask himself or not, so he was nervous. After more than ten seconds, the expected call didn't hang up, so Xie Lin understood. He quickly opened his mouth and went on to say, "President Han, although the inspection data you asked me to show my wife is from us, but you are so Do you not be afraid of being laughed at in case that you are exposed in case of any problem in your body? "

"Ah..." Han jingnian sneered: "good night doesn't matter. What are their outsiders?"

As he said, Han jingnian took the mobile phone away from his ear and magnified the volume of the car impression.

Xie Lin at the other end of her cell phone, listening to her conversation with Xia goodnight, felt that her stomach was a little full: "..."

Shit, he was concerned about general manager Han. As a result, general manager Han didn't agree to feed him dog food?!

(see part of the message saying that the first two chapters are good night and years of quarreling, emmmm How is affectation? Obviously, it's a sweet interaction. What straight men want is to protect my women. Good night is to accompany them to face happiness and wind and rain. It's just that straight men of iron and steel don't understand the amorous feelings of South Korea. I think it's cute and cute to take what could have been flirting seriously)