Rebirth 09: A perfect life starting from college

Ding...

Accompanied by a light sound, the elevator door to the 60th floor slowly opened.

Wen Jie, carrying a large black plastic bag, walked out quickly.

Went all the way to Jiang Cheng's CEO's office, and first raised her hand and knocked on the door gently.

"Mr. Jiang...?"

After a long time, no one responded. Wen Jie frowned in confusion and reached out to twist the door of the office.

But although the lights were on inside, there was no sign of Jiang Cheng.

"Strange... Did he go back to school temporarily?"

Seeing this situation, Wen Jie, who was carrying a huge bag of stockings, was suddenly a little troubled.

Should I take it tomorrow...There are so many employees in the company, coming and going, and there are so many people and eyes. It is really not appropriate to carry such a bag of stockings.

Or should I just put it in the office first?

Wen Jie thought to herself.

I will just send a message to Mr. Jiang later.

Thinking so, Wen Jie, carrying the big plastic bag, walked slowly into Jiang Cheng's office.

After walking around, she finally pushed Jiang Cheng's office chair away and put the bag of stockings under the desk.

"Hmm... This should be fine..."

Wen Jie muttered to herself.

Just as she was about to leave, she glanced at it and saw that Jiang Cheng's desk was a little messy.

So she turned back, wiped the ashes, poured out the cigarette butts, put the pen back on the pen cap, sorted out the scattered documents, and put the mouse and keyboard neatly...

"Hmm...?"

After carefully tidying up Jiang Cheng's desk from beginning to end, Wen Jie suddenly frowned again as she looked at the clean and tidy desk.

It seems that something is missing?

That's right~

An idea suddenly came to her mind, and she saw the beautiful office lady quickly walked out of the office and walked to her secretary's workbench outside the president's office.

She picked up the blooming white hyacinth on the table with both hands, then walked slowly back to Jiang Cheng's office and carefully placed it on the desk.

After dozens of adjustments, Wen Jie finally determined the best placement. Looking at the blooming bouquet, a satisfied smile appeared on her slightly tipsy face.

"Huh~"

Sitting on the office chair, she exhaled lightly, her heart full of a sense of accomplishment.

Mr. Jiang... should like it, right?

Wen Jie, who was a little drunk, stroked the table in front of her with her fair and tender palm.

Then, she bent her body slightly, and slowly leaned over the table with some inability to help herself.

Her smooth and delicate face was tightly pressed against the table, her eyes were slightly closed, and her nose sniffed. On this solid wood table made of a whole piece of polished ebony board, the elegant sandalwood fragrance was mixed with a faint smell of tobacco.

Calm, elegant and mysterious.

Obviously, she used to dislike the smell of tobacco and was not interested in the smell of wood.

But because of that boy, Wen Jie is now completely accustomed to all of this.

"..."

The slender fingers slowly stroked the mirror-like tabletop, and greedily sucked the air on the tabletop.

Under the influence of alcohol, in her mind, a mysterious and charming association suddenly emerged.

"Jiang...Cheng..."

"Jiang...Cheng..."

The uncontrollable thoughts gradually blurred, and the weak mosquito-like sound leaked out of her mouth.

Calling.

At this moment, the tabletop with her cheek pressed against it seemed like the gentle embrace of the boy she had longed for.

The corners of her delicate mouth were slightly raised, and the face that had originally turned red due to the tipsy became even hotter and hotter.

"!"

Finally, after the impact in her head reached a critical point, her eyes, which were originally slightly closed, suddenly opened.

She raised her head in a panic, and then covered her burning face with both hands.

Her beautiful eyes were full of panic and shyness.

——What am I thinking about? !

No! No! No! No! ! !

Wen Jie! Be reasonable! !

You have to control yourself!

Patting her cheeks hard, Wen Jie hurriedly left the desk that she was nostalgic for, and walked quickly to the window on one side of the office.

Suddenly opened it, and a night wind with cold raindrops rushed towards her, instantly clearing her mind a lot.

"Huh... That was close..."

Thinking back to the loss of composure just now, her heart was still beating like a deer.

"Fortunately, there are no surveillance cameras in the office..."

She covered her face, secretly rejoicing in her heart.

——If Mr. Jiang saw her acting so out of control and unreasonable, he would definitely hate her, right?

After taking a series of deep breaths, she finally calmed down the surging waves in her heart.

Her originally flustered and shy expression was replaced by her usual rationality and calmness.

Facing the French window reflecting the night, she carefully tidied her shirt and skirt, then walked out of Jiang Cheng's office with steady steps and closed the door.

She looked up at the time, and the pointer was almost pointing to ten o'clock in the evening.

Wen Jie didn't think much and went directly to the main switch responsible for the floor lighting.

In the empty company, there was silence, only the gentle echo of her thick-heeled commuter shoes stepping on the ground, and the sporadic splashing of the autumn rain outside the French window being carried by the night wind and hitting the glass.

"......"

Walking to the main power control switch in the middle of the floor, just as she was about to reach out to close the gate, Wen Jie's expression suddenly froze.

Faintly, she seemed to hear a series of faint sounds coming from the distance of the floor.

Her heart suddenly sank as she heard the sobbing and complaining, and her eyebrows immediately frowned slightly.

——It's so late, is there still someone in the company?

Is there a thief?

With doubts in her heart, she took out her mobile phone with an alert expression, first entered the three numbers 110 on the dial interface, and then held the phone tightly in her hand, and then took light steps, carefully walking towards the direction of the faint sound.

Passing through a corridor with workstations, the originally faintly audible sound was still intermittent, but it became more and more obvious.

Is this... coming from the gym?

Wen Jie, who had figured out the exact direction of the sound, looked towards the brightly lit company gym in the distance and frowned.

And the closer the distance, the more Wen Jie could hear it, accompanied by rapid and powerful breathing, as if they were doing super-high-intensity strength training.

Strange...

Who is still working out in the company gym at this late hour?

Listening to the constant noise coming from the gym, Wen Jie, who was confused, suddenly had a guess in her mind.

Could it be that Mr. Jiang was working out?

Curious, she took a step and walked towards the gym...