Fengming crane was not surprised at all, but said lightly, "well, I know."

"President, really..."

"Do as she says." this time, he was wrong. He shouldn't ask her about personal things at work. He is a man. If he can't afford to play this, he doesn't have to be a president.

"Pa..." fengminghe hung up the phone and his eyes fell on the display again. Xiaoluo's email to him was only three lines.

He graduated from Harvard University at the age of 24.

At the age of 25, he served as the administrative director of apyl branch in China.

Resigned at the age of 28.

That means she resigned before she came to his company.

In addition, there was no information about her. Her experience was as clean as a piece of white paper, but he couldn't help being confused. He called Xiao Luo again, "what about her family? Why didn't there be information?"

"President, I haven't found it yet."

"Check again and let me know if you have any news."

"Yes." Xiaoluo Zhan hung up the phone gingerly. For the first time, she found that the boss was so eager to know everything about a woman. It seemed that Yang Ziyi, who was new to the company, was very special. Only she was the one sent by the old man. She could do it from the morning without any situation. Now she hasn't been dismissed. This is also her ability.

Ziyi quietly finished the last thing to be done today, and then glanced at the lower right corner of the computer. The time was just right. After work, she picked up her backpack and lifted her legs and left. She didn't even say goodbye to the angry wind singing crane in the office behind her.

The high-heeled shoes gracefully stepped on the carpet in the corridor and made a stuffy noise. Ziyi walked to the elevator and wanted to have a drink tonight. She hasn't been so relaxed for a long time.

Behind him, but suddenly came the voice of the wind singing crane, "Mrs. wind, not only to get off work, but also with her husband."

Slowly turned around, her finger pushed the frame again. Ziyi made sure she heard correctly, smiled calmly, didn't be surprised or spoiled, "sorry, my husband, I have an appointment tonight. Your proposal is late, tomorrow, please be early." the elevator door opened, and she had stepped up in the talking room. As soon as she pressed her finger, she directly blocked the wind singing crane running out of the elevator.

The transparent elevator glass reflects the bustling street view of T city. The city is very beautiful, but everyone living in the city is not beautiful.

Took out his cell phone and quickly dialed a phone number, "Mom, how are you today?"

"Ziyi, I'm fine. Your father is here. He will accompany me to surgery tomorrow."

Ziyi's heart jumped. The man finally went, but she exchanged a marriage certificate for it. "Mom, do you want me to take care of you?"

"No, I don't have a big deal. It's just a small operation. It's good to have your father with me. Just work hard."

"OK, mom, then I won't go." she knows who her mother's heart is. Except Hong Wenqiang, a woman will be so humble once she loves, and only the man she loves is left in her world.

But how many men in the world can be trusted?

Suddenly I think of fengminghe's parents. Although they look at her with disdain, they are a couple who respect each other like guests. T city has never had negative rumors about their marriage.

Maybe there is love in this world, but it has nothing to do with her.

The supermarket bought ingredients and some daily necessities. Ziyi returned to her residence. She just liked being alone, washed the dishes quickly, and then put the rice into the pot. Smelling the smell of rice fragrance from the rice cooker, she had a feeling of happiness, but her taste of happiness belonged to her alone.

The telephone in the living room suddenly rang. The tinkling sound urged her to wash her hands and rush out of the kitchen, "Hello, I'm Yang Ziyi."

"Ziyi, you're really at home. Did you cook? If you didn't cook, you'd better come back home to eat." Ni fengjuan's voice sent it directly, which was so kind.

"Oh, no, I've cooked it." it's dark outside. She's hungry. What her stomach can't stand is hunger.

"Ziyi, let's go home for dinner tomorrow. I'll ask Minghe to come back together. There are only four people in our family. You see, I haven't even had a reunion dinner."

Think about Ni fengjuan's attitude towards her yesterday and look at today's, she smiled gently. She knew what Ni fengjuan wanted, but she just wanted to turn her son into a real man. After thinking about it, she whispered, "Mom, in a few days, now, he's not used to it." she's not used to her existence. Ha ha, she knows, more than anyone knows, she made him a whole today.

But in fact, the man also owes adjustment. He didn't drive her away, which proved that he didn't dislike her at least. This was her small victory.

When she arrived at the blues bar, it was exactly 10:00 p.m. and she only gave herself two hours. At midnight, she had to hurry back to be the damn Fengming crane Secretary tomorrow.

Wearing a knee high rose red fishtail skirt and thick smoke makeup, when Ziyi stepped into the blues, the night was thick.

For three years, as long as she can, she is a spectator of blues. With a glass of whisky, she can sit for two hours.

It was still the double seat in the corner, but she was always sitting alone.

The waiter came over without asking her. As usual, a glass of whisky was placed on her table. Ziyi's white hand lightly picked up the transparent goblet and looked at the indisputable ripples of the transparent liquid in the goblet. It was like her heart, which could not be calm.

The bar was very noisy, but her surroundings were like a stagnant water. There was no sound. Looking at the drunken men and women in the field of vision, she intuitively couldn't integrate into such a world anymore. She was unhappy and not happy at all.

A glass of wine was shallow at the entrance. When Ziyi slowly put down the glass, there was a shadow in front of her, which shone obliquely on her, and blocked her line of sight towards the dance floor. She raised her head leisurely. A pair of eyes moistened by smoke makeup seemed to look at the man in front of her like fog.

But at one glance, she was stunned. It was the wind singing crane.

For a moment, there was an alarm bell in her head. He followed himself? He found himself?

Static, with invariance to control all changes, she should first stabilize her mind. After all, she is definitely two different types of women from the old-fashioned female secretary in the day. When she gets up early and sees herself in the mirror, she doesn't even believe that she is herself.

She can't panic, absolutely can't panic. She only holds an elegant smile on her face. She glanced at the wind and crowed crane faintly, "Sir, you're blocking my sight."

Fengming crane didn't make a sound and didn't move his body. Instead, he picked up his wallet and took out a stack of pink bills. "Pa" threw them on the round table in front of Ziyi, "Miss, please leave here."

Cut, what's this?

Why did you want her to leave?

At least she took this seat first, first come, first served.

Although his tone was already very polite. Although he still wanted to give her money, at this moment, she didn't want to give up her position. She had been sitting in this position for three years. Why should she give it to him? If she didn't, she stretched out her hand to push the money he threw on the table towards him, "Sir, please know a common sense: money is not everything." after that, She took another shallow sip of the wine glass and directly regarded the wind singing crane as a transparent person.

There was a tattoo on his face. Fengming crane seemed unbearable. He turned his head to the waiter and said, "please come out of your manager."

Ziyi smiled. She understood that he was on the bar with himself, but she wouldn't let anything in this position.

Sometimes people are not stubborn, but for a woman's dignity.

The makeup color and a touch of wine made her face extra pink. After listening to the words of the wind singing crane, she 'giggled' and then slowly lit a cigar and sprayed a mouthful of smoke, reflecting her face particularly hazy. "Sir, this is a bar, a public place, not a VIP box. If you have to grab my position, then I'll sue you for harassment."

That kind of publicity and charming smile is absolutely different from her ability and shrewdness in the daytime. Feng Minghe looked at the woman in front of him and thought she felt a little familiar, but no matter what he thought in his mind, he couldn't think of where he had seen this woman last time.

Behind him, footsteps came. The bar manager of Blues came quickly, "Mr. Feng, do you need anything?"

Fengming crane took another look at the woman in front of him. He was sure he must have seen her. As soon as his mind turned, Fengming crane waved his hand and said to the bar manager behind him: "nothing, two glasses of XO."

"OK." the bar manager went to get the wine himself. Looking at the sudden change of Fengming crane, Ziyi was confused. She kept wondering whether he recognized herself, but no matter how the wind surged in her heart, she was faint. Seeing that Fengming crane was about to sit opposite her, she suddenly whispered: "Sir, at least say hello?"

Zhang Junlang's face was suddenly stiff, and then there was a magical smile. The smile had a feeling of enchanting people. For a moment, it was magical, which made Ziyi's heart jump, "OK, miss, can you take a seat?"

The finger lit the cigarette ash of a cigar and fell into the ashtray. Ziyi cloud said softly, "you can sit down, but you have to pay." Seeing that he really wanted to sit down, she suddenly wanted to make a quick decision. Now she finally knows what kind of woman he likes. It turns out that she is a woman who looks a little dusty, but her makeup now just doesn't want people to recognize her as she is.