Dyed

Fu Ran picked up the folder that was thrown out, put the things back in their original places, and then put them directly on Director Chai's desk.

"This is for two days of activities. Don't worry about how I got in. If you really can't pass, please write down the areas you need to improve in detail. I will respect your opinions."

Seeing Fu Ran open the door and go out, Director Chai picked up the folder and rushed to the corridor, "I was hired by mr Gaojin, why do you ask me to write you improvement suggestions for this small matter? What is it for?"

The file folder in her hand was smashed, and Fu Ran felt that someone was pulling her from behind.

With a strong arm swinging in front of Fu Ran, the documents that fell on the ground were torn apart, and photos and papers were scattered in the office area. Several people who were discussing work looked at each other, and no one dared to speak out.

"Ivan," Director Chai pointed at Fu Ran aggressively, "Which department does she belong to? There are no rules at all."

With a gloomy face, Ming Chengyou shook his arms, and his elbow was hit by the hard iron sheet.

Director Chai didn't realize the man's livid face at all. Fu Ran saw Ming Chengyou's hand hanging down. There was an old employee next to him who knew about the relationship between the two. Nunu said, "It's a good show."

"Are you okay?" Ming Chengyou turned around and said to Fu Ran.

Her hand was still held in his palm.

Fu Ran shook her head. To be honest, this woman is really fierce. It's okay to say nothing, but she actually did it.

It's also because Secretary Chai just came to mr, and her popularity is not good, and no one wakes her up.

She put her arms around her chest, and walked up to Ming Chengyou, "I was hired by your mr with a lot of money. If I had said earlier that I was in a company with such a person, I would never agree to anything."

"It's not too late to know now," Ming Chengyou let go of Fu Ran's hand, "I didn't know that Director Chai is such a hot-tempered person, if there is any client who will come to the door if you leave you in MR, clean up as soon as possible, you let's go."

Director Chai was dumbfounded, and finally responded after a while, "Ivan, that's not what you said when you dug me here."

Han Jun hurried over after hearing the news, he signaled Ming Chengyou not to get angry, "Director Chai, misunderstood, misunderstood."

Ming Chengyou knelt down and picked up the photos one by one for Fu Ran. He dusted them off and said to Han Jun who was apologizing to Director Chai:

"I think Director Chai's top priority is not to work, but to find a man to put out the fire. Early aging due to menopause can easily cause many sequelae."

"I quit!"

Han Jun looked at the menacing figure rushing back to the office and shook his head. He caught up with Ming Chengyou who had walked to the elevator, "Ivan, Director Chai is certainly wrong to do something, but you forget how much we paid to get her here. Is it?"

Fu Ran stood by, so it was not easy to interrupt.

"Such people will leave sooner or later, it is better to leave earlier."

Han Juan glanced at Fu Ran meaningfully, "Are you really going to lift her up to the sky?"

"I am willing," Ming Chengyou forcibly grabbed Fu Ran and dragged her into the elevator, without saying anything, he handed back the information in his hand to her, "In the future, you can decide this kind of thing yourself, you don't need to go through everything through others."

Fu Ran took it casually, and strode out after the elevator door opened.

Three days have passed since Ming Chengyou received a call from You Yingrui.

In the past few days, the messages she sent him fell silent, and he didn't answer the phone calls. You Yingrui knew that procrastinating would not do her any good.

Ming Chengyou was sitting in the office, and You Yingrui typed the manuscript a hundred times, "Chengyou, I'm sorry."

"Let's talk." Ming Chengyou got up and came to the floor-to-ceiling windows. It was evening at that time, and the sunset glow was in full swing, burning half of the sky red, like a splash of ink painting.

You Yingrui was crying on the other end of the phone, "I replaced it, and I wanted to give you this gift at the time, but I saw the belt that Fu Ran gave you in the car, and I thought, this must be the belt you should carry with you. I have no other thoughts about the things on my body, I just want you..."

"Where is the thing now?" Ming Chengyou lightly pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, as if he didn't have much patience to listen to her words.

"Chengyou, I'm sorry."

People's state of mind seems to really change with time, Ming Chengyou stared at the constantly flowing clouds outside the window, and You Yingrui saw that he was slow to speak, "I, I stuffed things into the trash in my community It's in the box."

Ming Chengyou's breath stagnates, "How many times have I told you to stay by my side and not to learn this routine, Ying Rui, is it because you like it in your bones and can't change it?"

"No, Chengyou, listen to my explanation!"

There was a beeping sound from the other end of the phone, and You Yingrui was in a daze, keeping the phone close to her ear all the time. Her unintentional move, a fluke, ruined her hard work for so many years.

You Yingrui stretched out her hand and slapped herself hard, the slap was so hard that her throat even tasted fishy.

The intense pain made her wake up quickly, and You Yingrui knew that she was too impatient.

Ming Chengyou also asked her not to make some small moves in front of him, whether she should be nice to her or be nice to her, she stroked those professional books with her fingers, and held back the tone.

You Yingrui bit the corner of her mouth lightly. The reason for today's hardship is that she is not mature enough to know how to endure!

Ming Chengyou didn't show up in person, he asked people to go to the community where You's house was located to get the surveillance footage, and it was confirmed that it was accidentally picked up by a property owner who was throwing garbage.

The other party refused to return it at first, and planned to sell it. Ming Chengyou didn't want to make things worse, and spent a lot of money to get the things back from the owner.

Fortunately, the packaging was still intact, and Ming Chengyou opened the car window to take the things from the stranger.

He was hidden in the moonlight outside the community, and passers-by could not see the expression on this man's face.

The hazy light cast a layer of mystery on him.

He opened the bag and took out the belt from inside. It has a high-quality feel, and the metal texture is cold and noble.

Ming Chengyou carefully put the bag on the passenger seat, and with his thumb along the inside of the belt, he could really feel the concave lines.

Turn on the small lights in the car and take a closer look, the word mr clearly appears in front of your eyes.

With the feeling of the fingers, the throbbing in the heart became more and more intense, and Ming Chengyou rubbed it repeatedly with his fingers.

The frozen place in his heart suddenly felt like the first thaw of spring flowers blooming. Ming Chengyou could even hear the sound of ice cubes being crushed one by one. What he felt was not irritability, but pleasing to the eye.