After running all the way to the city hall, I didn't know whether I should go in or not.
That's how she is, she does everything with passion, and often gives up when she thinks about it.
Do we really need to ask him if he did it?
Wandering back and forth outside the gate, even the guard kept looking at this strange girl. She pondered for a moment and decided to go home first. But as soon as she turned around, the phone in her bag started vibrating.
It turned out to be Gu Nianchen.
"Hello--"
"Why don't you come in? Why don't you wait for me to go down and pick you up?" A laughing tone came from the phone. Cen Zhiqiao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "Ah, no, no need."
He glanced at the central building with some guilt, gritted his teeth, and walked in under the strange eyes of the guard.
"Miss, please show me your ID." The guard dutifully blocked the way.
"ID?" She had forgotten that there was such a thing. On the other side of the phone, Gu Nianchen smiled and said, "Give him the phone."
I don’t know what they said on the phone. After hanging up the phone, the expressions of the two doormen changed. They opened the door for Cen Zhiqiao with a smile and personally sent her downstairs.
"Turn left on the eighth floor and the mayor's office is at the end."
Cen Zhiqiao thanked her and took the elevator directly to the eighth floor. There was already a girl waiting at the elevator entrance. When she saw Cen Zhiqiao, she immediately greeted her warmly.
"Hello, madam, I am the mayor's secretary, my name is Zheng Xue."
Cen Zhiqiao bowed politely and said, "Hello."
"The mayor is in the office. Come with me." Zheng Xue led Cen Zhiqiao into the corridor very respectfully.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is a long corridor. There are more than ten offices. The innermost one is the largest and the two are transparent. The outside is obviously the secretary's office, and the one with the name Mayor's Office inside is undoubtedly
Gu Nianchen's office.
She followed Zheng Xue in, but before she entered, a person sitting at the door of the secretary's office outside attracted her attention.
He was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was dressed very formally in a suit and leather shoes. It was obvious that he was a respectable person. However, the look of fear on his face did not match his attire. When he saw Cen Zhiqiao, he looked up.
, the dim eyes immediately became bright.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Cen?"
Cen Zhiqiao stopped and looked back in confusion: "Hello, I am Cen Zhiqiao, who are you...?"
"Pfft--" Before she could finish her words, the man had already knelt down in front of her. If Zheng Xue hadn't stopped her, this well-dressed middle-aged man would have grabbed Cen Zhiqiao's skirt out of etiquette.
Cen Zhiqiao was startled, and took a step back. He looked at the middle-aged man, his voice full of panic: "What are you going to do?"