Chapter 7 The Second Shirt You Torn
The news that she was called to the president's office spread like wildfire.
Everyone thought that the boss was questioning them, so much so that when they were having lunch in the cafeteria on the 10th floor of the company at noon, they were pointed at and talked about behind their backs, which further confirmed that the manuscript theft incident had occurred.
But this didn't stop Luo Shu from eating.
She remained calm and said to Nan Huai, who was sitting opposite her, "Director Nan, I'd like to take a vacation starting the day after tomorrow."
Nan Huai saw that she looked a little tired and thought about what happened today, so he had to agree.
Ye Li, who was standing nearby, quickly chimed in, "Yes, let's rest first, and we'll know once the surveillance cameras are fixed."
"I'm not asking for leave because of this. I'll figure this out before I take leave so as not to cause trouble for the company. I'm just too tired and want to rest."
Luo Shu didn't explain too much, but took out her cell phone and sent a red envelope to Yu Zhan with the note: Breakfast money.
Yu Zhan, who was in a meeting upstairs, heard his phone ring.
In the serious atmosphere, when everyone was wiping the sweat off his face because he was wondering who hadn't turned on the vibration function during the meeting, Yu Zhan opened WeChat.
He chuckled when he saw the red envelope.
The executives in the conference room all gave him strange looks.
This was the first time the boss had ever smiled...
And Ana Shen, who was standing beside him, had insight into everything.
"The meeting is adjourned. We will continue in the afternoon."
I opened the red envelope and received 50 yuan.
——
"I heard from the HR department that the president is looking for a secretary, and he specifically wants a female one."
After finishing her meal, Ye Li glanced at the HR manager who had just passed by and whispered to Luo Shu, "Is this thousand-year-old ice block of Mr. Yu about to melt?"
Oh--
melt?
A big boss who accepts even 50 yuan red envelopes is someone you might not be able to melt even if you were welded.
Luo Shu did not refute or argue with her.
After parting with Ye Li, she went to the underground parking lot and called Qin Heng in the car.
She didn't show up for our appointment last night, making up an excuse that her car had broken down, and asked him to help her tow the car in for maintenance.
But what’s even more interesting is that Liao Xian and Qin Heng ran into each other last night. They were afraid that Luo Shu would see them, so they pretended to be ordinary friends.
Qin Heng waited at the entrance of the cinema for a whole night, but Luo Shu didn't show up. Instead, he was ridiculed by Liao Xian.
Qin Heng's acting skills are quite good, and it's clear that he genuinely likes Luo Shu, so he readily agreed to help her take the car for maintenance.
I knew he would agree immediately. He has done something wrong and I'm afraid he will get off the hook faster than a thief!
Sitting in the car, Luo Shu adjusted the hidden camera and tidied her makeup.
Then she began to recall the expression on her face as she glanced at everyone that morning.
She didn't think there was anything unusual about most of the people who were cursing, but she was particularly impressed by the person in the crowd who had a slightly raised lip and a look of watching a show.
Wen Qi, she is the daughter of the Minister of Transport and the backbone of the design department.
Usually, her colleagues like to get along with her because she is rich, knows how to use small things to "make friends", and has outstanding appearance.
Luo Shu dared not draw any conclusions rashly.
——
She left work ten minutes early in the afternoon; this was the first time she had skipped work since she started working at Yuse.
She returned to the car, changed into a black windbreaker, hid in a dark place near the elevator, and watched the vehicles leaving get off work.
She picked up her phone and snapped photos at any moment, afraid of missing anything.
Until Wen Qi walked out in her high heels, got into the BMW 290, and slowly drove away.
Luo Shu was even more certain that it was her.
She pondered for several minutes before emerging from the corner next to the elevator.
Perhaps because they were in a hurry, they bumped into a dark figure that had just stepped out of the elevator.
A size 37 white cloth shoe snagged on a size 42 leather shoe, the phone slipped from his hand, and he lurched forward.
At this moment, a strong arm wrapped around her fat-free waist, picked her up and pulled her into his arms.
Luo Shu crashed into his hard chest, and the hair tie that held her blonde hair in place snapped off at an inopportune moment, sending out a strand of silky hair.
She grabbed his shirt and ripped off two buttons, which snapped off and landed on her forehead.
"ah!"
She rested her head on his chest in pain, and the faint scent of sandalwood immediately filled her nose.
She stood firmly on her feet carefully, rubbed her eyebrows, and then looked up at the person who saved her life.
"President Yu..." she murmured, her cherry lips curving into a blush.
Their eyes met, their gazes locked.
Luo Shu seemed to be able to feel the small hand on his chest, vibrating with the frequency of his breathing.
Ana Shen on the side turned sideways and pretended not to see anything.
Yu Zhan looked at her disheveled blonde hair in the dim light, and finally fixed his gaze on the torn clothes on her chest.
Through the open clothes, you can vaguely see his perfect collarbone and strong chest muscles.
"This is the second shirt you've torn," he said.
The words were expressionless, as if answering a casual question.
Yes, this is the second one.
The first one was torn in the car.
He slowly released his hands from her waist.
Luo Shu bit her lip and carefully helped him tighten his clothes and straighten his tie.
Yu Zhan, standing in front of her, was stunned and dared not move, feeling her small hand occasionally brushing against his skin.
His body was burning hot, his eyes were glazed over, and he dared not look at her.
After tidying up her clothes, Luo Shu took two steps back and bowed 90 degrees to him:
"I'm sorry! President Yu!"
Yu Zhan didn't say anything, but swallowed hard and handed the phone to her.
She accepted it with both hands, quickly said thank you, and then turned to walk towards her car.
Sitting in the car, she covered her face with her hands and buried her head in the steering wheel.
It's over! Is it my bad luck lately? It's always getting to do with the boss.
And why did that shameful face turn red?
It took a long time.
After calming down and making sure Yu Zhan had left, Luo Shu hurriedly got out of the car and got into the elevator.
She made two cups of coffee in the tea room, broke a sleeping pill in half and put them in each.
She took the elevator down to the second floor, went to the monitoring room, placed the coffee on the door, and knocked three times on the door.
The door opened, and the security guard looked around. No one was there, only two steaming cups of coffee with a note attached: "Thank you for your hard work."
He just smiled, picked up the coffee and closed the door.
About ten minutes later, Luo Shu knocked on the door again, but there was no movement from inside.
She cautiously looked around to make sure no one was there, then sneaked inside.
The surveillance video was not broken, it was just cropped. She found the deleted video in the "trash can" on the "desktop" of the computer. She directly copied the backup and then left quietly.
When she got home, she was watching the backed-up video while making instant noodles. It was indeed her. It was just after one in the morning, so she saw her hurriedly driving away in the underground parking lot.
"It's over, did she see me and Yu Zhan..."
When she thought of him, Luo Shu blushed inexplicably.
Wen Qi's father and Yu Zhan have a cooperation relationship, and the Yu Se clothing company's goods are all transported by the Wen family. If this matter is made public, will it have any impact on him?
Luo Shu thought about it and decided not to act rashly.
She picked up her instant noodles, sighed, turned on a movie, and leisurely ate them while leaning back on the sofa.
At this moment, she saw his suit jacket beside the sofa...
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