In the conference room,
Ye Huanyan watched Ling Han's figure disappear at the door, and the knot in her eyebrows gradually smoothed out. When she was cleaning up the remaining documents on the table, she was a little powerless, and her heart was always blocked.
Why did Ling Han sign Su Nianhua?
The meaning of his words just now was that he just wanted to see her reaction by signing the contract, but even if he signed Su Nianhua, the artist brokerage department had never had any contact with her, and there would be no intersection at all.
It was ridiculous to say that he wanted to see her reaction.
In the lounge of the president's office, Sheng Anran was having a good time with the female staff in the office as Mrs. Ling. Although she didn't know how much of those compliments were true or false, they were good to hear in her ears.
"President Ling..."
"President Ling is good..."
Ling Han's figure appeared at the door of the lounge, and the people around Sheng Anran dispersed. They were all afraid of being used to set an example, so they ran faster than mice.
"Han..." Sheng Anran's eyes lit up. She 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's the matter?"
Ling Han was a little absent-minded. He looked up and saw a familiar figure flashing in the mirror of the lounge. When he turned around, Ye Huanyan had already walked in the direction of the secretary's office in the depths of the corridor.
"Han..."
"Hmm?" He came back to his senses. "What did you just say?"
Sheng Anran's eyes fell on the door, and her eyes were slightly stagnant,
"I was just asking you why there was a room on the second floor of the house with the door locked. The contractor of the decoration also said that you told him not to touch that room..."
Today was the first day she went to check on the decoration, but she found that there was a room on the second floor with the door closed, and none of the keys Ling Han gave her could be opened.
After asking the contractor, she found out that Ling Han had specifically told her not to touch the house. This made her a little puzzled, but she also found a suitable reason to see Ling Han.
At the mention of that room, Ling Han had a strange expression on his face.
"Cold …"
"Let's talk in the office." After saying this, he pulled his arm out of Sheng Anran's hand, put his hands in the pockets of his suit pants, and walked towards the president's office.
Following Ling Han, Sheng Anran inexplicably felt that he was in a bad mood today. He just finished the meeting. Was it because of the meeting?
When he passed by the secretary's office, Ling Han suddenly stopped and said coldly.
"Even shredding paper takes so long. No wonder you can't finish your work."
Ye Huanyan, who was busy shredding documents with her back to the door, stiffened. She practically bounced around and saw Ling Han. Her expression darkened slightly. "President Ling... Miss Sheng."
In front of Ling Han, Sheng Anran smiled elegantly and nodded to Ye Huanyan.
Ling Han was not polite.
"Did the planning department come out with the plan for the annual meeting?"
"They sent it here early in the morning. I read it. Because there was a problem with the budget, I asked them to take it back and revise it."
"Early in the morning?" Ling Han snorted. "I need to see the general plan before three o'clock in the afternoon. Secretary Ye, please work hard. Don't look so weak because Secretary Ji left."
"... Yes, President Ling."
"Put other things aside first. Send two cups of tea in five minutes. You should remember Anran's taste."
Ye Huanyan's face stiffened slightly, and she lowered her head.
Seeing Ling Han's attitude, the smile on Sheng Anran's face deepened.
She had guessed correctly. Towards this Secretary Ye, Ling Han was only playing around. Who would take a girl who could not be found in a crowd seriously?
This woman didn't listen to her advice. Now that Ling Han was annoyed, she was afraid that her job would be difficult to keep.
In the president's office.
Ling Han took off his suit jacket and put it on the chair. Sheng Anran followed him. Her slender fingers held his temples and gently massaged them. Her technique was very skilled.
Ling Han was a little unwilling at first, but under her gentle massage, he felt a little comfortable. He temporarily forgot about the troubles in the meeting and slowly closed his eyes.
"What's in the room on the second floor of the villa? I think the direction is very good. Why is it locked?"
Ling Han leaned on the sofa chair with his eyes closed. His voice was cold, and no emotion could be heard.
"It's just a utility room. Don't worry about it. There are so many rooms. Which one do you like? You can choose it yourself."
"Really?" Sheng Anran looked happy. "Is the big master bedroom on the second floor okay?"
"Yes."
"I thought it should be your parents' bedroom before. Should I keep it for you?"
When it came to his parents, Ling Han opened his eyes and stared at the table for a while. Then he closed his eyes again and said lightly,
"Apart from the locked room, you can live anywhere else you want."
"I want to use the European style decoration, because the house is larger and has three floors. In this way, the European style decoration is more magnificent..."
Sheng Anran's nagging voice seemed to have a hypnotic effect. With her massage, Ling Han became more and more tired. Just when his eyelids felt heavy, there was a knock on the door of the office.
"President Ling, I'll come in and deliver tea."
As soon as the voice fell, Ling Han sat up straight and got rid of her palm.
"Leave it."
Sheng Anran looked at Ye Huanyan unpleasantly. It was not easy for her to have such a harmonious opportunity to talk with Ling Han. This woman broke in rashly. It was really annoying.
Ye Huanyan put down the tea and turned to leave. She didn't want to stay here any longer.
There was a sweet voice with a bit of sarcasm behind her.
"Wait a minute."
At some point, Sheng Anran had picked up the teacup and took a sip. Then she put down the cup and frowned.
"Secretary Ye, I never drink tea, and this tea is not fresh, right? It smells moldy. "
"Miss Sheng, the tea in the office is President Ling's favorite mountain tea. Every once in a while, new tea will be sent to replace it. There has never been old tea here."
When it came to Ling Han, the smile on Sheng Anran's face froze slightly. She glanced at Ling Han from the corner of her eyes. He picked up the cup and drank slowly. There was nothing strange about it.
"Han, you know I don't like tea very much. Is there any coffee? There are all kinds of coffee in the office. "
"The coffee beans have just been used up, and the logistics department hasn't kept up with the replenishment. Miss Sheng might as well try President Ling's favorite tea."
She kept saying what President Ling liked, which almost made Sheng Anran speechless.
She was so angry that her face turned red, and her eyes were burning with anger.
Ye Huanyan's eyes flashed with a trace of satisfaction. Holding the tray of tea, she smiled and said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go out first. Call me if you need anything."
"Wait a minute." Ling Han's cold voice sounded behind Ye Huanyan.
She paused slightly when she was holding the metal door handle. She sighed in her heart and slowly turned around.
"What else can I do for President Ling?"
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