Take the elevator up, there is only one resident on the first floor.
Enter the password to open the door, and Lin Qinghang led the way in, took out spare slippers from the shoe cabinet to Shang Yinran, and let her sit for a while.
"What to drink?"
Lin Qinghang changed home clothes and came out and asked her.
"Anything."
Turning back into the kitchen, he poured a glass of juice and handed it to her, "I don't know where to put the CD at hand. I'll look for it later."
"Okay, don't worry." Shang Yinran said softly while holding the juice.
W Petroleum Company is the most famous oil company in country S. They have been looking for partners in China, and they finally fell in love with Yanshi and Yancheng's Huayu Company.
Three days ago, the negotiation with Huayu Company, internal news, W Company was not very satisfied.
Therefore, Yan hopes to win this cooperation case.
At 10 o'clock in the morning, Yan Shi.
The public relations lady picked up the responsible personnel of W company downstairs and took them to the meeting room.
In the president's office, Cheng Lin checked the final details quickly, clearly and sternly with the documents in her hand.
At this time, the phone on the table vibrated suddenly.
Severe Cold took the phone and opened the screen...
The text message has only four simple words:
'Li Han, save me! '
His feminine face was cold, and he quickly found her number and dialed it out.
"Sorry, the call you dialed is turned off..."
"President." Cheng Lin frowned, calling him anxiously, "What happened?"
Severe Han pressed the phone on the desktop, and looked at Cheng Lin with a low voice: "Shang Yinliang has an accident."
With a deep heart, Cheng Lin bit her lip, "This negotiation is very important to Yan's, and we are very likely to win. The shareholders are watching. President, you can't..."
"Cheng Lin." After loosening his tie, Severe Han finally said, "Go and tell the people from W company, I have an urgent matter, and the negotiation will be temporarily cancelled."
After Severe Han finished speaking, he strode away.
If someone does it deliberately, the purpose is only to not want him to win the cooperation case.
Get in the car, Severe Cold stepped on the accelerator.
The cooperation case is important, and she is even more important.
…
"I went to a lot of CD shops, but I didn't get them."
Holding the collection of CDs, the expression on Shang Yinran's face was so joyful and cherished.
Lin Qinghang looked at her and said in a low voice, "Few people will listen to CDs now, right? You still like it when you are young?"
"I," Shang Yin said with a shy smile after a meal, "I like the things I used to do better."
"Well, you are special." Lin Qinghang stood up and walked over when he hooked his lips, and took the CD in Shang Yinran's hand. "Would you like to listen?"
Song after song, Shang Yinran was intoxicated in the world of music and gradually forgot about time.
Soon, I just heard a rush of doorbells mixed with the sound of door slamming.
That voice is enough to show the mania of outsiders.
Lin Qinghang stepped towards the door.
From the cat's eyes, it really was him.
Almost the moment the door opened, a force hit him.
Lin Qinghang hit the wall, and a gust of wind swept in front of him.
When he saw the severe cold, Shang Yinran was still trapped.
The wrist was held tightly, and she frowned when she saw him with phoenix eyes and dark birds.
"Li Han, you, why are you here?"
"Phone!" Severe Han's eyes were scarlet, and he roared coldly.
Shang Yinran was startled and fought a cold war.
When Feng's eyes swept away, she found her bag on the sofa.
He took it with his hand, and Severe Cold poured out all the contents inside.
"Li Han..." Shang Yin was taken aback, holding his arm in a puzzled way, "What are you doing?"
No.
no mobile phone.
Severe Cold looked at Shang Yinran again, "Where is the phone?"
"Phone?" Repeatedly whispered, Shang Yinran looked at the thing poured out by the severe cold, "Where is my phone?"
With a sneer, Severe Han raised his hand to pinch his eyebrows.
fortunately.
Fortunately, she is fine.
"Mr. Yan, what's the matter?"
Behind him, Lin Qinghang came over.
He covered his shoulder with one hand, and it was obvious that the punch from Severe Han just now was not light.
"I should ask you this." Turning his head, Severe Han looked at Lin Qinghang.
Glancing at her, Severe Han bent over and stuffed her scattered things into her shoulder bag, pulling her toward the door.
After brushing Lin Qinghang's side, Severe Cold whispered four words: "It's good to do it for yourself!"
Lin Qinghang kept the smile on his face all the time, until they left, the smile slowly cooled.
Walking to the sofa, he took out the phone in his jacket and dialed Yan Ji's number.
"People are gone."
"Thanks."
…
"Li Han, Li Han, what's the matter?"
Being stuffed into the car by the severe cold, as soon as Shang Yinran asked, the person who leaned forward held him tightly in his arms.
He asked in a deep voice, "Why did you go to Lin Qinghang's house?"
"Me? I met him on the road, and he said he had a collection of CDs for me, and told me to go to his house to get it."
"Where's your phone? Why is your phone missing?"
Suddenly, an idea flashed.
Shang Yinran widened his eyes and bit his lip to look at Severe Cold. "When I came out in the morning, a motorcycle rider hit me. Will it..."
It should be.
It's really exhausting.