Young Master Feng's Runaway Sweetheart

Zhang Mengyu followed behind until he reached the door of the stairwell, and saw the unattractive man open the door of the stairwell.It was dark inside, probably because the voice-activated light was broken.

"Our boss is inside, let's go in!"

Zhang Mengyu glanced at him half-believingly, feeling a little timid in his heart, but still took big strides in.

Walking into the stairwell, Zhang Mengyu took out his mobile phone to light up, how could there be anyone?As soon as Zhang Mengyu turned his head, he saw that the door of the stairwell had been closed from the outside.

He rushed towards the door in a hurry, only to find that the door had been locked.

"Open the door, open the door, let me out. Who the hell are you? Why are you doing this?"

Suddenly, cold sweat broke out, and he looked back at the dark stairwell, shouting loudly, and kept beating on the iron door of the stairwell.

"Brother, people are inside, the door has been locked." A respectful salutation came from outside the door.

"Who are you guys? What do you want to do?" Hearing the voice outside the door, Zhang Mengyu asked vigilantly.

"Who is it? Hmph, brat, let you meddle in your suspicions. This time, I will let you learn a lesson. Next time, you won't be so lucky." The unscrupulous driver came over and faced the stairs with a grim face. The people in the room were talking.

"Are you? You... the driver who hit someone last night?"

Zhang Mengyu knew that he hadn't done anything recently, only saving the old man last night.

"You are smart, think about it here! Although there is no lighting, it is still safe. When the time comes, someone will come to help you open the door.

Be smart in the future, or you won't be so lucky next time. "

The fat and unscrupulous driver said the warning viciously, and walked out of the hotel with his younger brother.

"Don't go, let me out, let me out."

Zhang Mengyu leaned weakly on the iron door of the stairwell, patting and trying to persuade him to stay.

I don't know why, Zhang Mengyu has been insecure since she was a child, and she is very afraid of the dark, especially afraid of sleeping alone at night.But fortunately, Zhang Mengya loves this sister very much.

Ever since she knew that Zhang Mengyu was afraid of the dark, she has been guarding Zhang Mengyu's side every night.

The sudden silence made Zhang Mengyu suddenly feel that he was standing on the verge of despair.

"People have gone"

A cold voice suddenly came from outside the door, making Zhang Mengyu seem to have hope again.

"Who are you? Please help me, please? Please"

The crying voice obviously caught 'Young Master Feng' in awe.I didn't expect that a girl who seemed so strong had such a fragile side.

"I've gone to call the security guard!" Even 'Young Master Feng' himself was surprised to make such a decision, isn't he someone who has always been called indifferent?Why did you start meddling in your own business?

'Young Master Feng' smiled wryly and shook his head.The sudden silence inside made 'Young Master Feng' feel a little nervous.

"still there?"

'Young Master Feng' tapped on the iron door in the stairwell with his slender fingers, and asked softly.

"Thank you very much!"

Zhang Mengyu in the stairwell replied, while squatting down, curled up and hugged herself, as if only in this way could she feel at ease.

Hearing the reply inside, 'Young Master Feng' didn't speak any more.

Leng Mo glanced at the hotel entrance, and saw that the middle-aged man who had just led him had returned, followed by the hotel's security personnel.

The security guard was apologetic, and just as he was about to say something, he saw the cold-faced young master glance at his face coldly, and turned away with the people.

Then he retracted his gaze, carefully took out a large number of keys in his hand, and after constant selection, he opened the locked door.

When his eyes touched the light again, Zhang Mengyu stood up reflexively.

Then I saw the security staff smiling and apologizing: "Miss, I'm sorry, I don't know who locked the door. I'm sorry for the inconvenience."

Zhang Mengyu only hurriedly said that it was okay, and left the dark stairwell, wanting to say thank you to the person who helped him just now.

But no other men were found outside the door. Zhang Mengyu walked in a disorganized pace and kept looking around until he found no more people, then walked towards the banquet hall rented by the company in disappointment.

But when Zhang Mengyu walked back to the entrance of the banquet hall, the elevator door in the corner of the first floor was about to close, and inside were 'Young Master Feng' and the middle-aged man who led the way.

"Zhang Mengyu, where have you been? You were not asked to come on a date. You have been out for so long, do you still work?

Hurry up and get your work done, if you can't finish it, no one will ever want to go home. "

Zhang Mengyu just walked into the banquet hall when he saw Ye Fei approaching him angrily, reprimanding him for leaving temporarily.

After Ye Fei finished speaking, she twisted her waist, turned and left, and headed towards the stage to prepare for the arrangement.

Zhang Mengyu was not angry either. He stuck out his ruddy tongue cutely, then returned to the side of the stage and continued to arrange the gifts on the table in an orderly manner.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the staff in the banquet did not delay their work because it was past get off work time.The layout of the venue is nearing completion.

And the work Zhang Mengyu was responsible for was about to be completed, so he couldn't help but let out a long breath.

"What is this thing you tied? Bow tie, have you seen it? You can't tie it, you talk! It's a waste of time. Everyone's work is done, should I just wait for you?
You see, what are these, they are all unqualified.Take it down, and rework it all.If not, go to Baidu to search.

What an idiot, can't do such a small thing well.Those who come from the countryside have never seen anything in the market! "

In front of her colleagues in the company, Ye Fei criticized Zhang Mengyu involuntarily, and deliberately slandered her.He tore off the bows on the backs of several chairs in succession.

No matter how energetic Zhang Mengyu was, he really felt ashamed at this moment, and his face was flushed.Embarrassing with nowhere to escape.

If it's just that the work is not done well, it's not enough to be criticized by Zhang Mengyu.But what Ye Fei said was nothing more than slandering her own background.This made Zhang Mengyu feel wronged.

As for the onlookers, some looked gloating, some looked helpless, and some resented that they couldn't get off work.

Looking at Zhang Mengyu's expression, Ye Fei felt an unprecedented sense of accomplishment.

Withdrawing his gaze, he said to the employees around him: "Others can get off work, Zhang Mengyu, you have to dismantle and redo all the bows here before you can get off work.

Tomorrow is the banquet, don't bury all of our efforts because of your negligence. "

When everyone heard the amnesty order, they dispersed in a hurry.Ye Fei snorted arrogantly, stepped on her high heels, turned and left.

Seeing that colleagues can go home from get off work, it is impossible to say that they are not envious.

But Wu Nai still had to continue working in his hands, he shook his head helplessly, removed the result of his hard work just now, and tied it up again.

He kept repeating the movements in his hands, but tears still flowed down.

When his colleagues left, Zhang Mengyu's strong appearance was removed. Thinking of Ye Fei's tone and slander just now, Zhang Mengyu couldn't pretend to be strong anymore.

Outside the banquet hall, 'Young Master Feng' was ready to leave after the entertainment.

When I came to the first floor, my eyes accidentally glanced at the empty banquet hall, leaving only the familiar figure still competing with the bow on the back of the chair.

If you observe carefully, you can see the trembling shoulders of the back and the movement of wiping away tears.

she cried?
'Young Master Feng' stopped and watched for a moment, felt the weight on his shoulders, frowned coldly, and avoided indifferently.

"Mr. Feng, seeing you today really makes our small shop flourish. My little girl is not talented, she only knows how to eat, drink and have fun. If there is a chance in the future, I must let her get in touch with Mr. Feng more and learn how to do business?"

"Director Lin is polite. If you want to study business, it's better to go to a business school. After all, I'm not a professional."

"Young Master Feng" politely declined Chairman Lin's kindness in a distant manner. I'm afraid the study is fake, but it's true that he intends to match his daughter with "Young Master Feng"?
unprofessional?What a joke, if even 'Young Master Feng' can't be called a professional, I'm afraid those of us are amateurs.

Lin Dong has been in the mall for many years, so of course he understands what the other party means. Although he doesn't say it clearly, he can't help but know it.

It's just that in the business world of City S, I'm afraid no one would want to win over this benefactor, right?But judging from the intentions of the patron, it seems that he doesn't even care about it.

Looking back at the thin figure again, 'Young Master Feng' bid farewell and left, and Director Lin also reluctantly returned the same way.

When this series of work was completed, it was already close to ten o'clock in the evening.

Good friend Tang Shimeng had called several times to remind her. Zhang Mengyu stood up and stretched her long-slumped body. After feeling comfortable, she checked again.

Picking up his backpack, turning off the lights in the banquet hall, he left with his exhausted body.Back in the dormitory, the dinner that Tang Shimeng helped Zhang Mengyu bring back from the cafeteria was already completely cold.

Knowing that Zhang Mengyu was coming back soon, he secretly used electricity to cook a bowl of noodles for Zhang Mengyu.

The dormitory of college students strictly prohibits the use of illegal electrical appliances, especially this unqualified small electric cooker.

When Zhang Mengyu came back, he saw the steaming noodle soup and was so warm that tears filled his eyes.But after the warmth is over, one must step out of the protection of the wings, enter the workplace, and take on one's own responsibilities.

The next day, when I got to work early in the morning, a big event happened in the secretariat on the [-]th floor of the company.

A confidential document originally kept by Hanyu was suddenly found missing when other departments were about to retrieve it.

Afterwards, Jing Hanyu recalled that only Zhang Mengyu helped her sort out the documents that day, and it did not pass through her hands.

Therefore, the final suspect is locked on Zhang Mengyu.After searching by several people in the Secretariat, it was finally found at the bottom of Zhang Mengyu's desk drawer, under the pressure of newspapers.

Since it is called a confidential document, it must be a document that can only be read by high-level officials. If the confidential document is lost, this matter will definitely attract attention.

According to the company's relevant regulations, stealing the company's confidential documents and stealing company documents is equivalent to touching the company's high-voltage informants.It is to be dismissed, and the criminal responsibility for the theft of the party concerned should be investigated.

Zhang Mengyu overslept in the morning and felt dizzy after waking up, probably because she was too tired yesterday.

Working overtime for two consecutive nights and only eating bread at noon, anyone would feel that the body could not bear it.

But this sudden late move has aroused more guesses from interested people.

Gritting his teeth and persevering, he rushed to the company with a heavy body. As soon as he walked into the fourteenth floor, he saw the strange eyes of the people in the office.

Zhang Mengyu didn't know what happened in the office. He thought that everyone was still separated from him because of yesterday's incident. He was already uncomfortable, but now his head hurt even more.

"Zhang Mengyu, I really can't tell that such a good-looking girl is actually a thief who steals things."

Anyang leaned on the table of the desk, put his arms around his chest, and looked at Zhang Mengyu's face full of disdain and ridicule.