It's just in time for Baihua International Building to get off work.
Tang Huanxi stopped typing on the keyboard, stood up and stretched. The black slim-fitting professional skirt outlined a perfect arc for her sexy and charming figure. The fullness and roundness of her chest almost broke through the silvery white.
The constraints of the round-neck shirt squeezed the buttons out.
When Tang Huanxi felt a little suffocated, he took back his hands that were stretching back desperately. He stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window on the 20th floor and did eye exercises facing the blue sky in the distance.
She would do this kind of exercise for her eyes every half an hour, and this habit never stopped as long as it was working time.
Didn't sleep all night last night.
Tang Huanxi had been worried that what happened last night would bring Wang Qin to her door. Wang Qin was very powerful in Nandu. Once she really attacked Lu Fan for favoring Zhang Jian, it would be difficult for even Wu Xiongfei to keep him.
More of a guilt.
If he hadn't been willful and determined to test Lu Fan's reaction when he saw him being talked to.
Things wouldn't have come to this.
Tang Huanxi hesitated again and again, and decided to go to Wang Qin in person and explain the matter to her face to face. After all, it was Zhang Jian who was wrong first. No matter how domineering Wang Qin was, he could not be unreasonable.
"Dong dong dong -" Someone knocked gently at the door.
"Come in." Tang Huanxi responded.
"Mr. Tang, please go down and take a look."
The public relations secretary walked in quickly, his face full of anxiety.
"What's wrong?" Tang Huanxi was stunned.
The public relations secretary hesitated for a moment and said, as if he was a bit embarrassed to say it: "You can just go downstairs and take a look."
It's time to get off work now.
The downstairs of Baihua International Building is very lively with people and cars coming and going.
All those who were working in the building, or people passing by in their cars, all piled up in the open space in front of the building. The scene was noisy and very chaotic for a time.
"What's going on? Isn't this the famous Zhang Jian? How come his face was beaten like this? Who did it? Do you even dare to beat him?"
"The injury is not serious, and look at the sign he is holding in his hand."
"Apologise to Mr. Tang?"
"Which Mr. Tang? It can't be our Chairman Tang Huanxi, right? Why is he apologizing to Mr. Tang? They still know each other?"
"Shh... don't forget at the banquet last night..."
Zhang Jian stood in the middle of the square, holding a wooden board above his head, facing everyone's gaze, his face completely numb.