Chapter 12 Chapter 12 "Just comfort him"

When they arrived at the station, there were still more than forty minutes before the departure time. Guan Mi asked Wen Li to go back first, maybe he could still catch up with Mr. Wen's car.

He said there was no need to rush back and he must stay with her until she checked her ticket and entered the station.

The two of them sat in the waiting area and looked at the prepared travel guide.

Guan Mi drank too much water, so she stuffed her bag into Wen Li's arms and said, "I'm going to the bathroom."

Although it was only a short trip of three days and two nights, Wen Li searched all the travel guides on the Internet and filled his notebook with the itinerary details.

Even the location of the bus and subway and how many meters away from the hotel are clearly written.

He took out a pen to correct the wrong place name, and at this time the cell phone in Guan Mi's bag rang.

He unzipped his backpack and pulled out his cell phone.

Caller: Mr. Shen

His fingertips paused on the answer button for a moment, then he calmly answered: "Hello."

The other end of the phone fell into silence in an instant.

Three seconds, five seconds, ten seconds... Wen Li spun the pen carelessly, patiently as if he was playing an insignificant game with his opponent.

Guan Mi came back, shaking the water droplets off her hands as she walked closer.

"Mi Mi, phone." Wen Li handed over the phone, his tone gentle and very intimate, "It's your boss."

Guan Mi glanced at the call duration of 1 minute and 3 seconds on the screen, his heart tightened, and he quickly put his ear close to his ear: "Boss Shen."

But there was no sound from the other side.

She could only call out softly again.

"Starting work tomorrow?"

The voice on the other end was several degrees deeper than usual. He was clearly in a very low mood, as if he was trying hard to suppress something.

Guan Mi subconsciously tensed up his nerves and didn't dare to say much: "Yes, I'm preparing to return to Beijing."

"Hang up."

The call ended abruptly, and the busy tone rang twice. Guan Mi breathed a sigh of relief, but was puzzled as to why Chen Yanfeng had gone out of his way to call when he could have just sent a WeChat message. He had never been one to enjoy making phone calls.

She sat down holding her phone, took her bag back to her side, and asked casually: “Did Mr. Shen say anything to you just now?”

Wen Li closed his notebook, raised his eyes with a faint smile, and shook his head: "He didn't say anything. I didn't say anything either."

Guan Mi frowned slightly in confusion.

There was silence for over a minute?

No wonder Shen Yanfeng's tone was wrong. He must be unhappy about being left out.

Wen Li took out a tissue and wiped the back of her still wet hand. "He must be wondering why a man answered your call."

Suddenly, he asked, "Does he know you have a boyfriend?"

"You know...right?" Guan Mi was not sure either.

She thought about it and realized that she had never told Shen Yanfeng about it. After all, this was a private matter and not part of her work, so there was no need to mention it specifically.

What's more, how could someone like Shen Yanfeng care about the emotional status of an ordinary subordinate.

Knowing or not knowing is just a trivial matter that has nothing to do with him.

Before checking her tickets, Guan Mi was still checking information on Wen Li's phone. When a phone number with the note "Fan Ying" popped up, she was puzzled by the unfamiliar name at first, and then gave the call to Wen Li.

"The neighbor's daughter." Before answering the phone, Wen Li took the initiative to explain who it was.

I remember.

Wen Li found a job for the girl.

It was over in less than a minute.

She stood up and prepared to queue up for ticket checking.

Wen Li stood up and said, "She wanted to thank me and treat me to dinner tonight."

"Oh, so what are you planning to eat?" she asked casually.

"What can I eat?" Wen Li poked her forehead lightly. "Didn't you hear me tell her I didn't have time?"

Guan Mi chuckled, "I'm leaving now, you should go back quickly and don't waste time."

Wen Li looked at her, then lowered his head and hugged her. "Remember to rest well during your business trip and don't tire yourself out. Also, please keep in touch with me."

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Guan Mi returned to Beijing.

My roommate also came back from summer vacation, and the two of us squeezed into the kitchen to cook dinner.

Zhuang Shuimo was really willing to turn on the air conditioner, and the whole living room was filled with cool air from her room.

Yu Tongtong saw Guan Mi dragging his suitcase and stopping in front of the refrigerator to get some water. She pointed at the freshly chopped chicken on the chopping board and said, "We're going to make coconut chicken hotpot. Want to join us?"

Guan Mi unscrewed the bottle cap and took a few sips of ice water, then shook his head: "I'll go to bed after taking a shower. I have to go on a business trip tomorrow."

Zhuang Shuimo, who was squatting on the ground chopping coconuts with a knife, "tsk" several times, "Another business trip again, your boss is using you like a donkey, isn't he?"

Yu Tongtong threw two red dates into the pot and said, "It's like this in the secretary assistant industry. A high salary is all that matters."

Zhuang Shuimo: "That depends on who you're working for, right?"

Guan Mi smiled and didn't respond. He took out a jar of pickled vegetables from the box and gave it to them.

After taking a shower, she took out her tablet and looked through her itinerary after the business trip. Most of it was Shen Yanfeng's personal arrangements. She should be able to have a relaxing vacation.

She sent a voice message to Wen Li before turning off the lights. After waiting for five minutes, he still hadn't replied. She didn't wait any longer, charged her phone, and fell asleep.

I don’t know if it was because of the heat or what, but when Guan Mi opened his eyes, his neck was covered in cold sweat, and the phone on the bedside table kept ringing.

She took the phone, turned on the desk lamp, and answered the call.

It was actually Lu Kai who called her.

Did something happen to Shen Yanfeng?

"Mr. Lu?"

The background noise from Lu Kai's side was a bit noisy, boom, boom, boom, like the sound of a DJ.

bar?

"Secretary Guan, where are you?"

"In Changping."

"Well, I was worried you weren't in Beijing. Send me your address and I'll have someone pick you up. Then we'll come to my place and take your boss away. He's completely drunk."

"Okay." Guan Mi rubbed his temples, got out of bed, and changed his clothes.

Maybe she had caught a cold from the alternating hot and cold temperatures on her way back, so she felt dizzy and lightheaded. She drank a large glass of hot water and forced herself to go out.

The car arranged by Lu Kai arrived very quickly.

After Guan Mi sat on the car, she collapsed on the seat. She looked at her cell phone and it was almost twelve o'clock.

She stared at the shadows of the trees flying outside the window, pursing her lips speechlessly.

I really can't understand why she has to go pick him up when there is a driver?

The night wind in early September was chilly, and Guan Mi came out wearing just a short-sleeved shirt. She crossed her arms and walked quickly towards the door of the bar.

Lu Kai's bar now has a membership system, and ordinary people cannot enter. The cheapest drink inside costs at least 8,800 yuan, and people without some wealth cannot even get in.

As Guan Mi approached, three security guards in black suits surrounded him.

The leading man looked her up and down at her thin clothes and said stiffly, "Ma'am, this is a private club."

She said, "Guan Mi."

Lu Kai said just tell the security guard your name.

Sure enough, not only was she allowed in, but she was also led in very respectfully.

Guan Mi walked through the dance floor where light and shadow intertwined, and took the elevator directly to the top floor.

The waiter knocked on the door for her before leaving.

The person who opened the door was a young girl wearing a white long dress, with a pure and lovely appearance. "Are you Secretary Guan?"

Guan Mi nodded.

The girl moved aside to let her in.

The lights in the box were dim and it was so quiet that the only sound was the clash of billiard balls.

Chen Yanfeng leaned on the sofa in the corner, with two buttons of his shirt undone, revealing a section of his red collarbone.

Hearing the noise, he slowly opened his eyelids and looked over with a drunken look.

Guan Mi stood under the gradient crystal chandelier, listening to Lu Kai speak while looking in his direction.

He stared at her, from the tips of her hair to her toes, then slowly crawled back, finally stopping at her slightly open lips.

"Secretary Guan, your boss is heartbroken."

Lu Kai's nonchalant words instantly sobered Guan Mi, who was still a little confused.

Broken heart?!

When did Shen Yanfeng fall in love?

As a secretary, she knew nothing about it.

Lu Kai leaned against the pool table, put his arm around Su Yan's shoulders, and continued to spread rumors with a scoundrel smile: "He is almost heartbroken. You can comfort him on the way back."

As soon as the words fell, Shen Yanfeng's lazy laughter was heard.

"Just make up your story." His voice was drunken, low and unclear.

Guan Mi didn't have time to care about what the two people were talking about. He looked around, then walked to the bartender and asked him for a glass of warm water.

"Boss Shen, have some water." She leaned down slightly and handed over the cup.

"Secretary Guan." He suddenly called her.

Lu Kai raised his arm and motioned Su Yan to go out.

Of course he didn't leave, he wanted to watch the show.

Guan Mi lowered his waist even more, "Boss Shen, do you need anything?"

Chen Yanfeng raised his head slightly to look at her, his eyes moist and restrained, like a deep pool covered with a layer of mist.

His lips trembled a few times, and finally he just called out again: "Secretary Guan."

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Send red envelopes.

I entered v probably on the 1st, and red envelopes were dropped in the last three chapters of v.