After hearing her request, Zhang Minglang hesitated for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.
"What's so urgent that you must see President Huo now?"
Lin Zhenzhen stammered, "I... I have something to give him."
"Okay... wait a moment, I'll come down and get you."
"Okay, thank you."
Lin Zhenzhen returned to her workstation, took out her bank card from her wallet, thought for a moment, and then took out an envelope from the drawer.
After doing all this, her phone vibrated twice in her pocket. She took it out and saw that it was a WeChat message from Zhang Minglang.
I'm at the elevator near the finance department. Please come out.
Lin Zhenzhen jogged out of the glass door.
Zhang Minglang quickly said, "Don't run, don't run, there's no rush. You've just recovered."
Lin Zhenzhen smiled. She had just quickly applied light makeup in front of the bathroom mirror, and her complexion looked much better than before.
"I'm sorry, Assistant Zhang. I'm sorry to have troubled you to make this special trip."
Zhang Minglang scratched his head: "If you keep saying sorry, I'll be the one who feels embarrassed."
He attached his name tag to the sensor area next to his chest, and the familiar bell rang.
Lin Zhenzhen suddenly stopped in her tracks.
"bite……"
The sound waves seemed to materialize, like ripples spreading across water, striking a chord deep within her mind.
She felt a sudden dizziness, and layers of overlapping images flashed before her eyes.
Lin Zhenzhen stumbled and half of her body leaned against Zhang Minglang's back.
"What's wrong with you?!" Zhang Minglang turned his head, his body stiff, his tone tense.
Lin Zhenzhen dug her nails into her palms, using the pain to regain a moment of clarity.
She quickly got up from Zhang Minglang and took two steps back to hold onto the handrail.
"It's nothing, I just slipped when I came in."
Zhang Minglang carefully turned around and gently patted his chest: "You scared me to death, it's good that you're alright."
Lin Zhenzhen lowered her head, her long hair falling down, completely obscuring her sinister eyes.
"Assistant Zhang."
"Um?"
"The sound of this elevator closing is so unique, was it specially designed by someone?"
"The door closing sound effect is special?" Zhang Minglang looked bewildered.
"This is the first time I've heard of this, but it's been like this since I first joined the company. Maybe it was set by the manufacturer when it was shipped?"
Lin Zhenzhen curled her lips into a smile, her expression ambiguous as she said, "Is that so?"
"But now that you mention it, the voice does sound familiar. Oh, I know."
Lin Zhenzhen raised her head.
"Isn't this just like the school bell that rang when we were in junior high?"
Lin Zhenzhen was stunned, as if something flashed through her mind and then disappeared in an instant.
"But actually, all of these kinds of instrumental music are pretty much the same. I've never had any musical talent since I was a child, so I can't tell much difference."
Zhang Minglang rambled on and on, but Lin Zhenzhen didn't hear a single word he said.
It was as if a tape recorder had been plugged into her ears, endlessly repeating that word.
"get out of class bell rings", "get out of class bell rings", "get out of class... bell rings"?
The dazed feeling from a few seconds ago returned, and Lin Zhenzhen's gaze gradually lost focus, just a second before she was about to collapse from exhaustion.
Suddenly, someone gently patted her on the back from behind.
"Lingzhen, are you alright?"
Lin Zhenzhen slowly turned her head, her eyes slightly narrowed as she watched the outline of the person in front of her gradually become clear.
"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well at the hospital last night, I'm too tired." As she spoke, Lin Zhenzhen covered her mouth and yawned.
She turned her head and saw the number 32 displayed on the electronic screen above.
In other words, all the changes just now happened in the blink of an eye.
"Did Mr. Huo take you to the hospital last night?"
Lin Zhenzhen looked up at him, her eyes still holding a sharp edge that hadn't completely faded.
"Haha, I didn't mean anything by it, I was just curious." Zhang Minglang chuckled twice. "If it's inconvenient to say, then forget it."
“That’s right,” Lin Zhenzhen said. “President Huo is my savior, and I should thank him properly.”
Zhang Minglang opened his mouth, but didn't say anything more.
Although Lin Zhenzhen said she was fine, he was always a perceptive person and could vaguely sense the change in her emotions.
Could it be that my question just now offended her?
The elevator doors opened, and Lin Zhenzhen quickly stepped out.
The CEO's office door was tightly closed. She stopped and looked at Zhang Minglang behind her: "Is anyone in CEO Huo's office?"
"Yes, they're talking about something. Come wait at my place for a bit."
Lin Zhenzhen nodded: "Okay."
Zhang Minglang's office is next door, a space of about 30 square meters. A simple partition was made using a cabinet for storing files, and two half-person-high green plants were placed in the corner.
"I haven't had time to tidy up yet, it's a bit messy here. Please make yourself at home."
It wasn't exactly messy, just an overwhelming amount of stuff. The documents on the table were piled up like a small mountain, densely packed together.
"You seem to be very busy with work."
"It's not too bad if it's busy, it's just that the things are a bit complicated. But I've gotten used to it after being an assistant for so many years."
"I had only been promoted to first assistant for a short time when my secretary went on maternity leave, so it was a bit difficult without one person."
Lin Zhenzhen turned her head and glanced at the empty computer desk next to her.
Haven't you considered hiring another person?
Zhang Minglang shrugged: "I would like someone to share the workload with me, but I can't make that decision."
"President Huo is a perfectionist; most people really can't meet his requirements."
Just then, the internal phone rang, and Zhang Minglang went to answer it.
Lin Zhenzhen pretended to look at the paintings on the wall, and then slowly walked out of the room with a calm demeanor.
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