Mu Mian smiles: "it's OK. I won't embarrass you. I'll wait for him on the first floor."

After that, she turned and went downstairs. When she passed the sixth floor, Zhong Qi saw her back. With a light voice, an outsider always ran to the core of the Procuratorate's power. This woman took herself seriously.

Mu Mian runs to the first floor. There is a leather sofa next to the hall. She sits on the sofa waiting for Tang Jian.

In the hot weather, there are several ceiling fans in the hall, creaking and creaking. Mu Mian is a little upset. There are too many villains around him. He always tries to do damage, and sometimes it is impossible to prevent them.

On the seventh floor, Tang Jian was still having a meeting with the president and the attorney general. In the huge office, the electric fans were blowing out, but they couldn't bring coolness.

At the end of July, the hottest time of the year, Tang Jian took a sip of tea and looked at his watch. It was half past five.

President Zhao was fat and afraid of the heat. He cleared his throat and said, "why don't you come here today?"

Tang Jian called out, "well, good."

Tang Ji'an was about to get up when president Zhao stopped him. The attorney general saw this and went out with Secretary Tang and the Secretary of president Zhao.

Tang Jian looked at president Zhao: "what? What else can I do for you, Dean

President Zhao held a cup of tea and took a sip of tea. He said in a loud voice: "well, your object Mu Mian. I think she always runs to the seventh floor and will be gossiped by others. Therefore, if she comes back later, let her wait for you in the hall on the first floor. What do you think?"

Tang Jian's eyes were deep and complicated. Obviously, someone ran to Dean Zhao to gossip. Tang Ji'an said with a smile: "I think the president is right. She is not a member of the procuratorate. She should not always run to the seventh floor. I will ask her to come to the procuratorate as little as possible."

Zhao Yuan nodded: "well, it's good that you can understand."

Tang Jian out of the conference room, called Zhang Yang into his office, he whispered: "these two days, did Zhong Qi go to see the president?"

Zhang Yang recalled: "yes, yesterday I went to see the dean."

Tang Jian waved his hand: "I see. You can stare at Zhong Qi for a moment."

Zhang Yang nodded solemnly: "OK, deputy hospital."

Tang Jian glanced at him again: "but your relationship with Zhong Qi seems good."

Zhang Yang can't argue: "Deputy hospital, I have a general relationship with Zhong Qizhen. I regret that she sent the materials. I regret to die."

Tang Jian said coldly: "all right, go out and keep an eye on Zhong Qi. If there is any abnormal report to me."

"All right, deputy hospital."

Tang Jian reached out and pressed his temple. Then he went out of the office and went to the hall on the first floor. He saw Mu Mian, who was leaning on the sofa to read a book.

Unexpectedly, she was reading a book. Tang Jian was always comforted. She finally made progress.

He went over and looked down from above. The girl looked down and read a book. She read a few sentences of French that were standard. Tang Ji'an listened quietly.

People who come and go from work in the procuratorate will take a peek at them quietly.

After reading for a long time, Mu Mian suddenly found a man standing beside him. He was startled. He raised his eyes to see that it was Tang Ji'an, and said in a low voice, "come here to frighten people in a good way."

Tang Ji'an coughed softly: "go, go back."

She got up, and Tang Jian walked in front of her. Mu Mian saw that he was slightly wet behind him. It seemed that he was working very hard, so he kept up with him.