Chapter 119
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In the conference room,
Ye Huanyan looked at Ling Han's figure disappearing at the door, and the frown gradually subsided. When cleaning up the residual documents on the table, he was a little overwhelmed, and his heart was always blocked.
Why did Ling Han sign Su Nianhua?
Just now, he meant that signing was just to see his reaction, but even if he signed Su Nianhua, the artist agency department has never had any contact with her, and there will be no intersection at all.
It's ridiculous to say it's to see her reaction.
In the lounge of the president's office, Sheng Enron is having a hot talk with the female staff in the office as Mrs. Ling. Although those compliments are not true or false, they are good to hear in her ears.
"President Ling..."
"Ling is always good..."
Ling Han's figure appeared at the door of the lounge, and the crowd gathered around Sheng Enron dispersed in a crowd, one by one for fear of being used to make an example of others, running faster than mice.
"Han..." Sheng Enron's eyes lit up a ray of light, got up and took Ling Han's arm.
"Why did the meeting take so long?"
Ling Han frowned and said in a deep voice,
"I'm very busy today. Aren't you busy with the house decoration?"
"Oh, I just want to ask you something."
"What is it?"
Ling Han was a little absent-minded. He looked up and saw a familiar figure flashing in the mirror of the lounge. When he looked back, ye Huanyan had walked in the direction of the Secretary's office deep in the corridor.
"Cold..."
"Huh?" He thought again, "what did you just say?"
Sheng Enron's eyes fell on the door, and his eyes stagnated slightly,
"I was just asking you why there was a room on the second floor of the house with the door locked. The contractor for the decoration also said that you told me not to touch that room..."
Today, on her first day of staring at the decoration, she found that the door of a room on the second floor was closed, and none of the keys Ling Han gave her could be opened.
Only after asking the contractor did she know that Ling Han specifically told her not to move the house, which made her a little puzzled. It was also a suitable reason to see Ling Han.
Referring to that room, a strange look appeared between Ling Han's eyebrows,
"Cold..."
"Go to the office and say." With these words, his arms were pulled out of Sheng Enron's hands, his hands were inserted in the pockets of his suit pants, and he walked in the direction of the president's office,
Following Ling Han, Sheng Enron felt inexplicably that he was in a bad mood today. He had just finished the meeting. Was it because of the meeting?
When passing the Secretary's office, Ling Han suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice,
"Shredding takes so long, no wonder the work can't be finished."
Ye Huanyan, who was busy breaking documents with his back to the door, froze in his back and almost turned around with his feet bouncing. Seeing Ling Han, his face sank slightly, "President Ling... Miss Sheng."
In front of Ling Han, Sheng Enron smiled gracefully and nodded to ye Huanyan.
Ling Han was not polite,
"Has the planning case of the planning department about the annual meeting come out?"
"They sent it to me early in the morning, and I read it. Because there was a problem with the budget, they took it back and revised it."
"Early in the morning?" Ling Leng snorted, "I need to see the general plan before 3 p.m. Secretary ye, please hurry up for efficiency. Don't look so weak because Secretary Ji left."
"... yes, Mr. Ling."
"Put aside other things first, and send two cups of tea in five minutes. You should remember the taste of Enron."
Ye Huanyan's face stiffened slightly and lowered his head.
Seeing Ling Han's attitude, Sheng Enron's mouth curled a little deeper.
She guessed right. For secretary ye, Ling Han was just a playful attitude. Who would take seriously a girl who could not be found in the crowd?
This woman, who didn't listen to her advice, now annoyed Ling Han. I'm afraid it's difficult to guarantee this job.
President's office,
Ling Han took off his suit coat and put it on the chair. Sheng Enron followed behind him, fingers slender, holding the position of his temples and gently massaging, the technique is very skilled.
Ling Han was reluctant at first, but she felt a little comfortable under her gentle fingering, temporarily forgetting the troubles in the high-level meeting, and slowly closed his eyes.
"What's in the room on the second floor of the villa? I think the orientation is good, but why is it locked?"
Ling Han leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, his voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion,
"It's just a utility room. Don't worry. There are so many rooms. You can choose which one you like."
"Really?" Sheng Enron looked happy. "Is that big master bedroom on the second floor OK?"
"Yes."
"I thought it should be your parents' bedroom. Do you want to keep it for you?"
Referring to his parents, Ling Han opened his eyes and looked at the table for a while, then closed his eyes again, saying faintly,
"Except for the locked room, you can live anywhere you like."
"I want to use European style decoration, because the house is relatively large and has three floors. In this case, European style decoration looks more atmospheric..."
Sheng Enron's chatter seemed to have the effect of hypnosis. With her massage, Ling Han became more and more tired. Her eyelids just felt heavy, and a knock sounded at the door of the office.
"President Ling, I'll come in and deliver tea."
As soon as the words fell, Ling Han sat up straight and broke away from her palm.
"Keep it."
Sheng Enron glanced at ye Huanyan unhappily. It was not easy for her to have such a harmonious opportunity to talk with Ling Han, and the woman rushed in rashly, which was really annoying.
Ye Huanyan put down the tea and turned to leave, not wanting to stay here more.
Behind him, there was a sweet and somewhat sharp voice,
"Wait a minute,"
I don't know when, Sheng Enron has taken a sip of the tea cup, then put down the cup and frowned,
"Secretary ye, I never drink tea, and this tea is not fresh, is it? It has a musty smell."
"Miss Sheng, the tea in the office is Mr. Ling's favorite Gaoshan tea. Every once in a while, new tea is sent to replace it. There has never been any old tea here."
Referring to Ling Han, the smile on Sheng Enron's face was slightly stiff, and the remaining light from the corner of his eyes glanced at Ling Han. He picked up his cup and drank slowly, without any difference.
"Han, you know I don't like tea very much. Do you have coffee? It's available in the office."
"The coffee beans have just run out, and the logistics department has not been able to keep up with the replenishment. Miss Sheng might as well try Ling Zong's favorite tea."
What Ling always likes one mouthful almost stops Sheng Enron speechless.
Her face flushed with anger, and her eyes were angry.
Ye Huanyan's eyes flashed a trace of joy of success, holding the tray of tea and smiling, "if you two don't have anything else, I'll go out first and call me if you have something else."
"Wait a minute," Ling Han's cold voice sounded behind ye Huanyan,
She took the gesture of holding the metal door handle, paused slightly, sighed in her heart, and turned slowly,
"What else does Ling have to say?"
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In the conference room,
Ye Huanyan looked at Ling Han's figure disappearing at the door, and the frown gradually subsided. When cleaning up the residual documents on the table, he was a little overwhelmed, and his heart was always blocked.
Why did Ling Han sign Su Nianhua?
Just now, he meant that signing was just to see his reaction, but even if he signed Su Nianhua, the artist agency department has never had any contact with her, and there will be no intersection at all.
It's ridiculous to say it's to see her reaction.
In the lounge of the president's office, Sheng Enron is having a hot talk with the female staff in the office as Mrs. Ling. Although those compliments are not true or false, they are good to hear in her ears.
"President Ling..."
"Ling is always good..."
Ling Han's figure appeared at the door of the lounge, and the crowd gathered around Sheng Enron dispersed in a crowd, one by one for fear of being used to make an example of others, running faster than mice.
"Han..." Sheng Enron's eyes lit up a ray of light, got up and took Ling Han's arm.
"Why did the meeting take so long?"
Ling Han frowned and said in a deep voice,
"I'm very busy today. Aren't you busy with the house decoration?"
"Oh, I just want to ask you something."
"What is it?"
Ling Han was a little absent-minded. He looked up and saw a familiar figure flashing in the mirror of the lounge. When he looked back, ye Huanyan had walked in the direction of the Secretary's office deep in the corridor.
"Cold..."
"Huh?" He thought again, "what did you just say?"
Sheng Enron's eyes fell on the door, and his eyes stagnated slightly,
"I was just asking you why there was a room on the second floor of the house with the door locked. The contractor for the decoration also said that you told me not to touch that room..."
Today, on her first day of staring at the decoration, she found that the door of a room on the second floor was closed, and none of the keys Ling Han gave her could be opened.
Only after asking the contractor did she know that Ling Han specifically told her not to move the house, which made her a little puzzled. It was also a suitable reason to see Ling Han.
Referring to that room, a strange look appeared between Ling Han's eyebrows,
"Cold..."
"Go to the office and say." With these words, his arms were pulled out of Sheng Enron's hands, his hands were inserted in the pockets of his suit pants, and he walked in the direction of the president's office,
Following Ling Han, Sheng Enron felt inexplicably that he was in a bad mood today. He had just finished the meeting. Was it because of the meeting?
When passing the Secretary's office, Ling Han suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice,
"Shredding takes so long, no wonder the work can't be finished."
Ye Huanyan, who was busy breaking documents with his back to the door, froze in his back and almost turned around with his feet bouncing. Seeing Ling Han, his face sank slightly, "President Ling... Miss Sheng."
In front of Ling Han, Sheng Enron smiled gracefully and nodded to ye Huanyan.
Ling Han was not polite,
"Has the planning case of the planning department about the annual meeting come out?"
"They sent it to me early in the morning, and I read it. Because there was a problem with the budget, they took it back and revised it."
"Early in the morning?" Ling Leng snorted, "I need to see the general plan before 3 p.m. Secretary ye, please hurry up for efficiency. Don't look so weak because Secretary Ji left."
"... yes, Mr. Ling."
"Put aside other things first, and send two cups of tea in five minutes. You should remember the taste of Enron."
Ye Huanyan's face stiffened slightly and lowered his head.
Seeing Ling Han's attitude, Sheng Enron's mouth curled a little deeper.
She guessed right. For secretary ye, Ling Han was just a playful attitude. Who would take seriously a girl who could not be found in the crowd?
This woman, who didn't listen to her advice, now annoyed Ling Han. I'm afraid it's difficult to guarantee this job.
President's office,
Ling Han took off his suit coat and put it on the chair. Sheng Enron followed behind him, fingers slender, holding the position of his temples and gently massaging, the technique is very skilled.
Ling Han was reluctant at first, but she felt a little comfortable under her gentle fingering, temporarily forgetting the troubles in the high-level meeting, and slowly closed his eyes.
"What's in the room on the second floor of the villa? I think the orientation is good, but why is it locked?"
Ling Han leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, his voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion,
"It's just a utility room. Don't worry. There are so many rooms. You can choose which one you like."
"Really?" Sheng Enron looked happy. "Is that big master bedroom on the second floor OK?"
"Yes."
"I thought it should be your parents' bedroom. Do you want to keep it for you?"
Referring to his parents, Ling Han opened his eyes and looked at the table for a while, then closed his eyes again, saying faintly,
"Except for the locked room, you can live anywhere you like."
"I want to use European style decoration, because the house is relatively large and has three floors. In this case, European style decoration looks more atmospheric..."
Sheng Enron's chatter seemed to have the effect of hypnosis. With her massage, Ling Han became more and more tired. Her eyelids just felt heavy, and a knock sounded at the door of the office.
"President Ling, I'll come in and deliver tea."
As soon as the words fell, Ling Han sat up straight and broke away from her palm.
"Keep it."
Sheng Enron glanced at ye Huanyan unhappily. It was not easy for her to have such a harmonious opportunity to talk with Ling Han, and the woman rushed in rashly, which was really annoying.
Ye Huanyan put down the tea and turned to leave, not wanting to stay here more.
Behind him, there was a sweet and somewhat sharp voice,
"Wait a minute,"
I don't know when, Sheng Enron has taken a sip of the tea cup, then put down the cup and frowned,
"Secretary ye, I never drink tea, and this tea is not fresh, is it? It has a musty smell."
"Miss Sheng, the tea in the office is Mr. Ling's favorite Gaoshan tea. Every once in a while, new tea is sent to replace it. There has never been any old tea here."
Referring to Ling Han, the smile on Sheng Enron's face was slightly stiff, and the remaining light from the corner of his eyes glanced at Ling Han. He picked up his cup and drank slowly, without any difference.
"Han, you know I don't like tea very much. Do you have coffee? It's available in the office."
"The coffee beans have just run out, and the logistics department has not been able to keep up with the replenishment. Miss Sheng might as well try Ling Zong's favorite tea."
What Ling always likes one mouthful almost stops Sheng Enron speechless.
Her face flushed with anger, and her eyes were angry.
Ye Huanyan's eyes flashed a trace of joy of success, holding the tray of tea and smiling, "if you two don't have anything else, I'll go out first and call me if you have something else."
"Wait a minute," Ling Han's cold voice sounded behind ye Huanyan,
She took the gesture of holding the metal door handle, paused slightly, sighed in her heart, and turned slowly,
"What else does Ling have to say?"
In the conference room,Ye Huanyan looked at Ling Han's figure disappearing at the door, and the frown gradually subsided. When cleaning up the residual documents on the table, he was a little overwhelmed, and his heart was always blocked.Why did Ling Han sign Su Nianhua?Just now, he meant that signing was just to see his reaction, but even if he signed Su Nianhua, the artist agency department has never had any contact with her, and there will be no intersection at all.It's ridiculous to say it's to see her reaction.In the lounge of the president's office, Sheng Enron is having a hot talk with the female staff in the office as Mrs. Ling. Although those compliments are not true or false, they are good to hear in her ears."President Ling...""Ling is always good..."Ling Han's figure appeared at the door of the lounge, and the crowd gathered around Sheng Enron dispersed in a crowd, one by one for fear of being used to make an example of others, running faster than mice."Han..." Sheng Enron's eyes lit up a ray of light, got up and took Ling Han's arm."Why did the meeting take so long?"Ling Han frowned and said in a deep voice,"I'm very busy today. Aren't you busy with the house decoration?""Oh, I just want to ask you something.""What is it?"Ling Han was a little absent-minded. He looked up and saw a familiar figure flashing in the mirror of the lounge. When he looked back, ye Huanyan had walked in the direction of the Secretary's office deep in the corridor."Cold...""Huh?" He thought again, "what did you just say?"Sheng Enron's eyes fell on the door, and his eyes stagnated slightly,"I was just asking you why there was a room on the second floor of the house with the door locked. The contractor for the decoration also said that you told me not to touch that room..."Today, on her first day of staring at the decoration, she found that the door of a room on the second floor was closed, and none of the keys Ling Han gave her could be opened.Only after asking the contractor did she know that Ling Han specifically told her not to move the house, which made her a little puzzled. It was also a suitable reason to see Ling Han.Referring to that room, a strange look appeared between Ling Han's eyebrows,"Cold...""Go to the office and say." With these words, his arms were pulled out of Sheng Enron's hands, his hands were inserted in the pockets of his suit pants, and he walked in the direction of the president's office,Following Ling Han, Sheng Enron felt inexplicably that he was in a bad mood today. He had just finished the meeting. Was it because of the meeting?When passing the Secretary's office, Ling Han suddenly stopped and said in a cold voice,"Shredding takes so long, no wonder the work can't be finished."Ye Huanyan, who was busy breaking documents with his back to the door, froze in his back and almost turned around with his feet bouncing. Seeing Ling Han, his face sank slightly, "President Ling... Miss Sheng."In front of Ling Han, Sheng Enron smiled gracefully and nodded to ye Huanyan.Ling Han was not polite,"Has the planning case of the planning department about the annual meeting come out?""They sent it to me early in the morning, and I read it. Because there was a problem with the budget, they took it back and revised it.""Early in the morning?" Ling Leng snorted, "I need to see the general plan before 3 p.m. Secretary ye, please hurry up for efficiency. Don't look so weak because Secretary Ji left.""... yes, Mr. Ling.""Put aside other things first, and send two cups of tea in five minutes. You should remember the taste of Enron."Ye Huanyan's face stiffened slightly and lowered his head.Seeing Ling Han's attitude, Sheng Enron's mouth curled a little deeper.She guessed right. For secretary ye, Ling Han was just a playful attitude. Who would take seriously a girl who could not be found in the crowd?This woman, who didn't listen to her advice, now annoyed Ling Han. I'm afraid it's difficult to guarantee this job.President's office,Ling Han took off his suit coat and put it on the chair. Sheng Enron followed behind him, fingers slender, holding the position of his temples and gently massaging, the technique is very skilled.Ling Han was reluctant at first, but she felt a little comfortable under her gentle fingering, temporarily forgetting the troubles in the high-level meeting, and slowly closed his eyes."What's in the room on the second floor of the villa? I think the orientation is good, but why is it locked?"Ling Han leaned back on the sofa with his eyes closed, his voice was cold, and he couldn't hear any emotion,"It's just a utility room. Don't worry. There are so many rooms. You can choose which one you like.""Really?" Sheng Enron looked happy. "Is that big master bedroom on the second floor OK?""Yes.""I thought it should be your parents' bedroom. Do you want to keep it for you?"Referring to his parents, Ling Han opened his eyes and looked at the table for a while, then closed his eyes again, saying faintly,"Except for the locked room, you can live anywhere you like.""I want to use European style decoration, because the house is relatively large and has three floors. In this case, European style decoration looks more atmospheric..."Sheng Enron's chatter seemed to have the effect of hypnosis. With her massage, Ling Han became more and more tired. Her eyelids just felt heavy, and a knock sounded at the door of the office."President Ling, I'll come in and deliver tea."As soon as the words fell, Ling Han sat up straight and broke away from her palm."Keep it."Sheng Enron glanced at ye Huanyan unhappily. It was not easy for her to have such a harmonious opportunity to talk with Ling Han, and the woman rushed in rashly, which was really annoying.Ye Huanyan put down the tea and turned to leave, not wanting to stay here more.Behind him, there was a sweet and somewhat sharp voice,"Wait a minute,"I don't know when, Sheng Enron has taken a sip of the tea cup, then put down the cup and frowned,"Secretary ye, I never drink tea, and this tea is not fresh, is it? It has a musty smell.""Miss Sheng, the tea in the office is Mr. Ling's favorite Gaoshan tea. Every once in a while, new tea is sent to replace it. There has never been any old tea here."Referring to Ling Han, the smile on Sheng Enron's face was slightly stiff, and the remaining light from the corner of his eyes glanced at Ling Han. He picked up his cup and drank slowly, without any difference."Han, you know I don't like tea very much. Do you have coffee? It's available in the office.""The coffee beans have just run out, and the logistics department has not been able to keep up with the replenishment. Miss Sheng might as well try Ling Zong's favorite tea."What Ling always likes one mouthful almost stops Sheng Enron speechless.Her face flushed with anger, and her eyes were angry.Ye Huanyan's eyes flashed a trace of joy of success, holding the tray of tea and smiling, "if you two don't have anything else, I'll go out first and call me if you have something else.""Wait a minute," Ling Han's cold voice sounded behind ye Huanyan,She took the gesture of holding the metal door handle, paused slightly, sighed in her heart, and turned slowly,"What else does Ling have to say?"
