Meng Yan put down his work and walked out of the office and found that there was no one in the huge office area.

She lowered her eyes and raised her wrists.

Six:01.

Just one minute after get off work, there was no one in the entire studio.

The client who finally made an appointment with her door also released her pigeon. While she was stunned, the light suddenly went out.

The property staff shouted through the glass door: "When will the property fee be paid, and when will the property recover Dr's water and electricity?"

Meng Yan pursed her lips tightly.

"What qualifications do you have to do this?"

The property staff laughed and mocked, "Just because you owed property fees! You are not qualified to enjoy any benefits brought by the property!"

"The utility bill is not given to the property, so what about the benefits?"

When Ji Chen walked out of the elevator, he saw Meng Yan surrounded by darkness.

She was wearing a minimalist black down jacket, which was so tightly wrapped around her ankle, revealing only a small face as big as a white palm. Her outline was completely hidden in the darkness and her figure was lonely.

"Anyway, if you don't pay the property fees, the property will not be able to restore water and electricity to you!" The property staff said viciously, "A deadbeat like you are still running a company! Now that you are owing property fees, you may evade taxes in the future. Bah, borers!"

While cursing, he turned around and prepared to leave.

Turning around, he bumped into a pair of cold and warm eyes that were extremely cold.

The man in front of him exudes a chilling and cold atmosphere, his temperament is like the snow on the mountain, and his dark eyes are locked on him, as if he is ready to go.

The property staff felt inexplicably "splied" when they were seen by this look.

Meng Yan also saw Ji Chen. Unlike her, she wrapped like a rice dumpling, Ji Chen only wore a gray coat.

He was only one door separated from her, but now he was like a person from two worlds.

He... heard it all?

Meng Yan's hands, clenched in her pocket, could not help but clenched into fists, and an inexplicable sense of humiliation swept across her limbs and bones.

"Mingheng Property Employee, Song Zichu."

Ji Chen read out the name on the property staff’s work permit.

The sound was not loud, but it echoed in the uninhabited corridor, as if the god of death came and muttered to read the death of a person.

Song Zichu shivered hard, and a chill rose from the soles of her feet, "What are you doing... what are you doing?!"

"You're fired."

Ji Chen pulled off Song Zichu's work card expressionlessly and threw it on the ground.

"My subordinates don't need bad employees."

Only then did Song Zichu realize that the man with a cold breath in front of him was his boss at the moment, his face turned pale, his legs became weak, and he fell to the ground.

Ji Chen skipped him, pushed open the glass door and walked towards Meng Yan.

The cold breath that came to his face made him frown.

So cold?

I'm afraid it's not as simple as water and power outages!

Meng Yan moved her eyes away and did not look at Ji Chen.

Her eyes fell on the empty desk. Although the employees came to work on time today, they did not bring any personal belongings. They obviously had no plans to do it for a long time, or... because of Ji Chen's face, they reluctantly stayed and watched.

There was no good news today.

Meng Yan thought to himself.

Looking at the empty office area, Meng Yan suddenly felt sad in her heart.

"Ning Wanwan asked me to come to you." Ji Chen expressed his purpose in conciseness.

Meng Yan suddenly raised her head, "Is there something wrong with Wanwan?"

Thinking of the message Ning Wanwan sent him, Ji Chen was also a little confused.

[Mr. Ji, I am going to take a trip with Mo Mo. If something happened to Yanyan, please ask you to take care of me!]

"That's right." Ji Chen said indifferently.

But he didn't expect that when he came, he happened to see Meng Yan being made difficult.

"What happened to Wanwan?!" Meng Yan's heart was thrust hard, and the feeling of uneasiness spread in her heart.

Ji Chen probably guessed what Ning Wanwan showed, so that Meng Yan misunderstood. He lowered his eyes and looked at the pair of shaved pupils that were much darker, and was silent for a little, saying, "I don't know the specifics. She and Song Xunmo left together."

Meng Yan briefly felt relieved, "With Song Lu here, there will probably not be too big of a situation."

But why did Wanwan leave without even calling him?

"Why not look for me?"

A cold voice came from the front, Meng Yan reacted a little before she understood what he was referring to, and her expression became cold, "Why are you looking for you? Mr. Ji?!"

The sound of "General Ji" fell into Ji Chen's ears, and there was a bit of sarcasm.

The already black eyes dimmed a little bit. He pushed him further and grabbed Meng Yan's hand, "Let's talk."

Meng Yan shook his hand coldly, "Sorry, we have nothing to talk about."

Ji Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, and suddenly approached her in the corner, circled between him and the wall, covering his lips.

...

Late at night, Meng Yan looked at Ji Chen's side face and fell into deep thought.

How did she get into bed while talking to him...

It seemed that Ji Chen was ridiculing her for being random, and the things on her head were decorations. She was so angry that she grabbed her bag and slammed it on his face, angrily calling him, like Ji Yuchen, who were both scumbags.

They all entered the upper reaches of the world with the wealth made by the ancestors of the Ji family, and they began to lose their lives.

Then...

Meng Yan held his forehead.

It's a late night pot.

As soon as it was late at night, Reason began to run away from home, so that she and Ji Chen were lying on the same bed again.

Now that I calmed down, Meng Yan felt extremely regretful, so she tiptoed to get up and dressed neatly, and ran out of the hotel like a thief.

Almost the moment Meng Yan got out of bed, Ji Chen opened his eyes.

Touching the bed sheets that were still warm beside him, he slowly curled his lips.

The next day, Ning Wanwan still had no news.

The message Meng Yan sent was like a rock sinking into the sea, so she had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to contact and devote all her attention to her work.

The more she is focused, the more obvious the laughter and striking outside.

Three days is enough to make it familiar to men and women of the same age.

Meng Yan did not strictly require the work atmosphere to be serious and quiet, but they talked about irrelevant topics. Now there are no orders, and the design department has no problems with fighting. However, even the sales department, which is responsible for the studio's hope, is actually hanging out with other departments, talking and laughing. What's more, some people took out melon seeds, and several people gathered together to talk about gossip.

Meng Yan couldn't sit still anymore.

The more noisy the outside, the more ridiculous her efforts seemed.

She stood up with her eyebrows, took a deep breath, and then pulled open the office door.

The office area was silent for a moment, and countless eyes looked over at it with a cold expression.

Meng Yan was brewing words in her heart, but before she could speak, the employee closest to her jumped off the table lazily and threw a piece of light a4 paper.
Chapter completed!