I'd love to live next door to you

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"Good night, what do you say?"

"What do you think? I didn't hear the words clearly. Is the signal bad?"

Han has opened his mouth twice in a row in the past few years, but there has been no movement there.

Han jingnian took the mobile phone out of his ear. He took a look at the top of the screen and saw that the signal was full. Then he raised the mobile phone back to his ear: "Ann? Can you hear me? "

"An'an......"

The phone was suddenly hung up.

Han jingnian listens to the busy tone of "Dudu" in it, and frowns slightly. Then he points the screen twice and dials the phone.

After connecting, only one ring, the phone was hung up again.

Han kept dialing. This time, a cold official female voice came: "I'm sorry, the number you dialed has been turned off."

Shut down? Why did she turn off the machine all of a sudden? Is the cell phone dead?

Han jingnian doesn't know what's wrong with him. He feels uneasy.

"Mr. Han, do you think it's OK to arrange like this tomorrow?" After seeing Han jingnian hang up, the hotel manager walked back to him with an iPad, swiped the screen, and explained the process and details of tomorrow's summer goodnight birthday party to Han jingnian in detail.

Originally, it was only planned to communicate for two hours, because Han had been picky for many years. So far, the chef and manager of the hotel have spent nearly six hours with him.

From drinks to dishes, to flowers and music Whether it's big details or small details, Han hasn't let them go.

Before that, every time he listened to the manager's report, he was very attentive. Now he became a little absent-minded. From time to time, he would touch his cell phone and make a call.

It's been almost half an hour Good night's phone is still off.

Now we can rent the power bank everywhere in the street. Even if it's because the mobile phone doesn't have power, it's almost time to power it on

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became. He interrupted the hotel manager's incessant voice and called Zhang tezhu.

"Madam came to see you in the afternoon. Later, she said there was something wrong, so she went back to the design department downstairs..." Zhang tezhu, reporting to Han jingnian truthfully that he met the situation of an'shi in the afternoon, walked downstairs.

After arriving at the floor where the design department is located and coming out of the elevator, Zhang te helped to go straight to the office of good night in summer.

The office is locked. The room is dark.

Zhang te pushes the door, opens the door to the mobile phone, "President Han, madam is not in the company..."

"Excuse me, special help Zhang. Are you here to see director Xia?" Zhang te helped settle his speech one second ago, and then a polite voice came from behind him one second later.

Zhang te helps to look back. He only thinks that the man who looks smart and gentle is very familiar. After thinking for a few seconds, he remembers who he is. "He Che, right?"

"He Che gentleman politely nodded:" yes, I am he Che

Zhang te helps to think that he Che is the employee of Xia goodnight's staff, and immediately asks, "by the way, he Che, do you know when director Xia leaves work?"

"Off duty?" He Che frowned slightly, "Ya..."

He said only one word, and then stopped. Two seconds later, he was puzzled and said: " Director Xia hasn't come to the company today. Zhang tezhu is the person around president Han. Don't you know? "

"Didn't come to the company?" Zhang tezhu asked in an inconceivable way, and then he was accurate to the time, and opened again: "at five o'clock in the afternoon, director Xia didn't come?"