Yang Fan frantically picked up the postal information on the package, but he didn't see who sent it. The sender only wrote the name "Unknown".
The recipient is himself, and he even knows his phone number and home address.
But the problem is, the contents of this package that was sent are unacceptable to me.
Because, these are clearly a pair of lace underwear belonging to my wife.
He remembered too clearly that he bought these lace underwear for his wife three years ago. He spent 800 yuan just to buy such a pair of underwear.
But after my wife wore it for a while, she stopped wearing it again.
I even asked her, and her wife said that she couldn't wear the underwear anymore and had thrown it away.
I was depressed about this for a few days. I threw away such expensive things after wearing them for just over half a month.
I never thought about it after that.
But at this moment, this inexplicable package actually contained the pair of lace underwear.
He couldn't remember it wrong because it was something he bought and it even had his name stamped on it.
At that time, I did this just for the pleasure of the boudoir and for the sake of fun.
In an instant, Yang Fan felt his anger rising from his feet to the top of his head. He was so angry that his whole body was shaking, his breathing was rapid, and his eyes were swollen.
His hands were shaking with anger as he picked up the thing from the box.
You can smell a strange smell from a long distance away.
This is an unwashed one...
Who on earth is so hateful that he sent this thing?
But more importantly than this, how could my wife's personal belongings fall into the hands of others? How could they be sent to me?
"Huh? A note?"
After Yang Fan picked up the things, he saw a piece of paper and a folded note inside the box.
He took a deep breath, picked up the note and unfolded it.
The handwriting inside is clearly visible, slightly sloppy, and it must be a man's handwriting.
There is only one line on it: Left on my bed, the property returns to its original owner.
Signed, nameless.
In an instant, Yang Fan's face turned red, he felt his heart beating violently, and he felt like he would faint at any moment.
He covered his heart and gasped for air.
Cold sweat continued to break out from his forehead.
In just a moment, his whole body lost all strength.
"Bitch!"
Yang Fan roared angrily and immediately took out his cell phone to call Xia Ruhua to find out what was going on.
But when he put his finger on the phone, he didn't wait to call Xia Ruhua.
However, his cell phone rang first.
He calmed down for a while and suppressed the anger in his heart.
I pressed the answer button and it was a call from an unknown number.
"Hello, who's there?"
"I am Zhao Xinlong!"
A familiar voice came from inside, it was Zhao Xinlong, the chairman of Xinlong Media, sister Wen Hui’s boyfriend.
"Oh, it's Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"
Having been fired, Yang Fan was no longer polite to Zhao Xinlong.
Zhao Xinlong heard that Yang Fan's tone contained anger, and he understood that Yang Fan had been wronged after all, and everyone would be angry.
Of course he didn't know that the reason why Yang Fan suppressed his anger was because he received the unknown package, not because he was angry with him.
But it doesn't matter, Zhao Xinlong called to apologize.
"I'm sorry, Yang Fan, I didn't investigate clearly yesterday and I wronged you."
"I found out later that you didn't do those things, and you didn't sabotage Yang Qingmeng's contract signing."
"I know you feel wronged, but you still have to come to the company. The security captain is still yours. Besides..."
He paused and then said: "Yang Qingmeng wants to ask you to be her assistant, and I agreed on your behalf."
"This is a good opportunity. If you want to make a comeback and get back into the circle, you can't miss this opportunity."
"Okay, come to work quickly and go directly to the screenwriting department on the fifth floor to find Yang Qingmeng."
Zhao Xinlong is a decisive person, he can put down his face to apologize, and he can also open his mouth to curse.
After he said this, he hung up the phone directly without giving Yang Fan a chance to refuse.
Yang Fan held the phone, his eyes a little dull, and then he reacted suddenly, with a happy face on his face.
I thought that there was no way to recover from the mountains and rivers, but I didn't expect that there was another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
Not only did he keep his position as security captain, he even became an assistant to Yang Qingmeng, a well-known screenwriter.
This is a good opportunity, a good opportunity to reintegrate into the circle.
To a certain extent, screenwriters are also a type of entertainers, but they are just behind-the-scenes entertainers.
And he has never been a bad artist. Even if he went to jail, it was because of his wife's affairs, not because of his own moral problems, nor for violating the law.
As long as you can reintegrate into this circle, turning around is inevitable.
For a moment, he was very excited. If he hadn't seen the lace panties on the table, he would have been excited for a long time.
But after seeing this piece of my wife's underwear, my face immediately fell.
On one side, there are ups and downs in career, but on the other side, there are major changes in the family.
My relationship with my wife had just warmed up a bit, but within twenty-four hours, I was plunged into ice age again because of this package.
He couldn't accept that his wife had really cheated on her. His wife's previous reasons had already convinced him because they were all reasonable reasons.
But just when he was preparing for family harmony, something unexpected happened again.
This package ruined the previous efforts of the two people.
If this problem cannot be overcome, it will become a knot in my heart. Every time I am intimate with my wife, I will think of this package and the underwear inside.
"Go to work first and worry about it later when you come back."
Yang Fan looked at the time and saw that it was already past seven o'clock. It was too late to dwell on these matters.
His wife is very important, but without his career, his wife will drift away from him.
Save your career first and then resolve this matter.
Yang Fan stood up and when he walked to the door, he still couldn't help but look back at the piece of his wife's underwear...
He felt very sad and depressed, weighing down a big stone.
When he thought that his wife might cheat on him behind his back, his heart almost broke.
But he thought about last night when his wife was in his arms, he whispered to her, and her wife pestered him.
That scene really went back to three years ago.
Which one is the real wife?
His mind was a little confused at the moment, and he didn't dare to think about it anymore, lest he lose energy at work.
He adjusted his mentality and breathing, went straight outside the community, took the bus, and went straight to the company.
Half an hour later, Yang Fan appeared at Xinlong Media Company.
He was still wearing the same black suit as yesterday.
He didn't do what Zhao Xinlong said. He still went back to the security department on the first floor.
Perhaps due to time constraints, Zhao Xinlong did not notify the security department of his dismissal.
So when every security guard saw Yang Fan, they were all smiles and took the initiative to say hello.
"Captain Yang, good morning."
"Good morning, Captain Yang."
None of these security guards knew about Yang Fan's dismissal.
Seeing this, Yang Fan felt relieved.
If the news of his expulsion were known to them, he would have to start over again after finally regaining his footing.
"Lu Xiao, Li Hai, you two go and follow Wang Tong."
"Qi Long..."
Yang Fan continued to arrange work for them, but today he was not there.
He has more important things to do, which is to go to the screenwriting department on the fifth floor to find Yang Qingmeng.
Taking the elevator to the fifth floor, there was a ding and the elevator door opened.
At a glance, he saw Yang Qingmeng.
Yang Qingmeng was sitting in the office opposite the elevator door. She had not closed the door and was concentrating on the computer and typing on the keyboard.
Dong Dong…
Yang Fan knocked on the door of Yang Qingmeng's office. Although the door was open, he could not go in directly.
"Enter!"
Yang Qingmeng waved her hands hurriedly without raising her head, and then continued typing on the keyboard.
This is the normal state of a screenwriter. Once you have a good idea, it will not be affected even if it is thundering and raining outside.
Yang Fan stepped in and looked at the office.
Yang Qingmeng's office is very big, and it even feels to him that it is bigger than the office of Chairman Zhao Xinlong.
Is this how famous screenwriters are treated?
Of course, not every screenwriter has such treatment, and reputation, status, and talent must speak for themselves.
He was about to walk towards Yang Qingmeng, but suddenly he noticed an old man standing in front of the balcony.
I didn't notice it just now.
The old man turned around, glanced at Yang Fan, and then showed a kind smile.
Yang Fan's breathing stagnated, his heartbeat sped up by three points, and he couldn't help but subconsciously exclaimed.