Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

Send Bai Su to the company. Han Zhaoxue doesn't want to go back to sleep any more, so he goes directly to the company.

Just after the holiday, the employees have not recovered from the tiredness of the holiday, and their spirits are a little depressed. As a result, the president suddenly came to the company, and his original lazy attitude was as excited as a bloody chicken.

Their company, market ranking, salary and remuneration are among the best in the city. Every year, I don't know how many high-quality students from famous universities come here with their resumes to compete for jobs. Mr. Han talks about their ability. Who can stay in the company for a long time? No one wants to lose his golden rice bowl. After all, Mr. Han's thunder tactics have been seen more than once by old employees.

A door, the front desk girl sweet call sound, "Han always early."

Han Zhaoxue nodded, "good morning."

The front desk girl is petrified.

It was not until Han Zhaoxue got into the elevator that the girl was so excited that she went crazy in their work group and said: No, Mr. Han laughed at me today! He also asked me good morning! Let's see. Is it because my make-up is so beautiful today?

Colleague a: girl, it's a good thing to have a dream. If you can't realize it, don't daydream. Liang Mengxin, our company's spokesperson this year, is very beautiful. She looks forward and backward. Do you see that Mr. Han opened her eyes at the beginning? All the things she was connected to were run by assistant Yang. I dare say that he didn't remember the appearance of this little flower in the entertainment circle at all, Mr. Han probably doesn't know how many receptionists you have been replaced. Wake up, sister.

Colleague B: I totally agree.

Colleague C + 1

Colleague Ding + 10086

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Front desk girl: you old dirty women who are envious and jealous!

Colleague X: I think the reason why Mr. Han is in a good mood may have something to do with the beautiful woman who plays cello.

Colleague a: it's possible, but that person's temperament is very good.

Colleague B: same feeling.

Front desk girl:??? Who is playing cello? Isn't Han married?

Colleague a: girl, marriage is a promise and a guarantee for ordinary people. For the rich, it's just a piece of paper. Frankly speaking, it's not a matter of playing with each other. Mr. Han is young and promising, and it's quite normal to have a few women around him.

The front desk girl was ruined by the three outlooks. She really couldn't agree. Just as she wanted to say something to refute, she saw someone burst out a big story.

"Last night, Mr. Han was with the woman who played cello. It seemed that something had happened in the woman's shop. Mr. Han went to solve it in person. Assistant Yang and the driver Xiao Sun followed. They didn't come back until very late."

Colleague a: big news, it seems that Mr. Han is close to this good thing. I also heard that the cello player is very young, and Mr. Han is always in the right family. But it's our president's wife, who doesn't say which girl she is. Mr. Han married and had children at a young age, and it's probably not a proper way to get to the top. On what occasion did you see Mr. Han mention Mrs. Han?

Colleague X: but Xiao Sun said that when he was smoking in the corner last night, he heard Mr. Han tell Miss Xu before he left that she would not contact him again. He was afraid that Mrs. Han might misunderstand

Everyone

Colleague B: I can prove that it's true!

People: how do you know?

Colleague B: when I was just chatting with others, assistant Yang stood beside me!!

Everyone

Han Zhaoxue didn't know anything about this, so she went into the office, called out the relevant information of this cooperation, carefully reviewed it, and unconsciously, two hours passed.

He rubbed his eyebrows, leaned back in his chair, played a piece of music and relaxed slowly. Soon, Yang Zhen knocked on the door and came in.

Han Zhaoxue turned off the music, sat up and said, "how are things handled?"

"The police have been transferred to the monitoring station. It can be proved that the other party is the first to pick up the issue. The injured employee can be regarded as self-defense, or excessive defense. The one who was stabbed last night is out of danger now. The other party is unreasonable in this matter, and it's not good for them to make a big fuss. The other side means that they agree to privacy, but they propose high compensation."

Han Zhaoxue raised her eyelids, "how much?"

"Two million." Yang Zhen pursed her lips and said, "the conditions of the employee who started the work are very poor. It's impossible to afford the money. Miss Xu's friends are not willing to pay the money. Even when you left this morning, you fired the employee directly."

Han Zhaoxue twisted her eyebrows and was silent for a moment. She said faintly, "go to a lawyer and Sue."

Yang Zhen nodded. Before she left, she suddenly thought of something. She turned around and said, "Mr. Han, last time you asked me to investigate, I have some new clues."

Han Zhaoxue Leng Leng, obviously has forgotten what he let Yang Zhen investigate.

"That's what happened at young master Mu's full moon banquet."

Yang Zhen reminds me in a low voice.

Han Zhaoxue just remembered, "what clue?"

Yang Zhen pondered for a while and said, "I didn't take the wrong room card at that time. I remember that when I came out of the hotel, I checked it. I'm sure it won't be wrong. The room card should have been swapped from you, but this was just my guess at that time. I went to Marriott a few days ago to consult about that day. As a result, a staff member told me, My wife lost her wallet when she was doing a show here. They opened many rooms with spare door cards to help her find her wallet. After about a day, when the cleaner cleaned the room, he found that the spare card in Miss Xu's room had somehow become your door card... "

Han Zhaoxue's hand trembled and raised her eyes for a long time, "what do you want to say?"

Yang Zhen was silent for a few seconds and said softly, "I don't know what I'm going to say..."

"Then get out. I don't need these useless guesses."

Han Zhaoxue looks cold and doesn't look at him any more.

Yang Zhen answered and went out.

When the door closed, he reached for the glass on the table and wanted to drink.

But he tried several times, but he couldn't drink it - his hands trembled so much that he finished half a glass of water.

He put down the cup, took a paper towel and wiped the water stains on the table repeatedly until no trace could be seen. When he released his hand, he suddenly found that he was covered in cold sweat.

The wall clock on the wall already shows eleven o'clock. Han Zhaoxue stares at it for a long time. Picked up the cell phone and dialed Bai su.

One second, two seconds

Han Zhaoxue knew for the first time that waiting for a person to answer the phone was so long.

I don't know how long after that, the phone "beeped" and got through. Then the voice of Bai Su came from there, "what's the matter?"

"It's OK," Han Zhaoxue said. As soon as he opened his mouth, he found that his throat was dry. He quickly cleared his throat and tried to keep his usual tone. He said, "it's time to get off work. Do you want to come out later or eat in the canteen?"