I saddle up for my rival [Rebirth]

Lu Hai thought it was because he talked too much. After all, not everyone likes to listen to gossip, not to mention that the other party is his client. He wanted to draw in the unfamiliar relationship with Guan Ling, but obviously gossip was not the right way.

Looking at Guan Ling's expression, Lu Hai was afraid that the other party would question his professionalism, so he quickly changed the subject to make up for himself, "I'm usually a bit talkative. I know how to find topics, and you just treat it as nonsense, but don't question my professional ability because of this."

Guan Ling didn't listen to Lu Hai's words at all, his mind was full of other speculations and possibilities triggered by Lu Hai's gossip.

Guan Ling used to be careless in everything except for painting, so he had been with Zhou Jinhang for so long, and he didn't realize that Zhou Jinhang's heart was not on him from the beginning, let alone that he was a substitute. Taste it.

But this time, he sensitively caught some clues from Lu Hai's gossip.

He regained his composure, put away the excitement in his heart, and took out the set of acting for Liang Ze. He smiled, and lightly patted Lu Hai's shoulder twice, with a look on his face. The two brothers looked good and said, "Then we hit it off pretty well. When I'm bored, I like to gossip on Weibo. Every day's work is already very tedious. Otherwise, life wouldn't have any other meaning."

Just now, Lu Hai felt that what he said was a bit too much to offend the other party. Hearing what Guan Ling said, he immediately felt relieved, but he still had to maintain his reserve in front of customers, explaining, "I was completely attracted My classmate was misled, he is an entertainment reporter, and he chanted these things in my ears every day, and I became fascinated by them after a long time."

"Didn't you study design?" Guan Ling asked in surprise, "Why do you still have a classmate who is a reporter?"

"Different majors in the same school," Lu Hai explained, "work on the same floor, and we often ran into each other and chatted a few times, and found out that they were from the same school. I happened to be renting a house after graduation, so I went with him. "

Guan Ling nodded in understanding, and asked in a chatty tone: "The magazine closed down, didn't your classmate lose his job?"

"No," Lu Hai said with a gloomy expression, "I've been looking for a job for almost half a month, but I still can't figure it out. This season is already an off-season for job hunting."

"A tragedy caused by a wave of extramarital affairs." Guan Ling sighed, and the two of them got closer by gossip. If people who don't know see it, they will definitely think that Lu Hai is not receiving customers, but a good relationship. friend.

"Then why didn't your company move?" Guan Ling asked curiously, "Didn't you agree on the price?"

"Our lease contract with the original owner hasn't expired yet," Lu Hai said, "Isn't there someone coming here every day to make trouble, and the elevator is also out of service for us..." Lu Hai gave a serious meal when he said this , It seems that I just remembered that when the leader listened to go upstairs, he found an excuse that the building was going to be rebuilt, and twitched the corners of his mouth in embarrassment, "I didn't mean to lie to you, after all, you are my prospective client, I don't want to worry about this I lost my client because of something." After Lu Hai finished speaking, he paused for a few seconds, and Guan Ling's face remained unchanged before continuing, "Of course, this is my selfishness. If you are upset, our contract has not been signed anyway. I said earlier It doesn't count."

Guan Ling looked at him, "You are indeed quite honest."

These words are a bit ironic to the lies she lied before going to Luhai.

But Guan Ling didn't intend to care about it, and joked: "Generally, such emergencies must be compensated. After all, you are a big company, and the boss refuses to leave. The compensation must be insufficient."

"I, a small designer, have no way of knowing this kind of thing, but..." Lu Hai smiled, turned his head and glanced outside the transparent glass door, leaned closer to Guan Ling and whispered, "Gossip, I heard that we The boss is fighting for a new project, but it has not been negotiated."

"Speak to the cheating rich boss?" Guan Ling joked, "Don't mention that your boss also has photos in his hand, and you plan to come out to seek skin from the tiger?"

Lu Hai shook his head, "I thought so too at first, but I heard from my manager that the boss who bought our floor is not the cheating rich businessman, but the boss of an investment company, surnamed Zhou."

Qixin invests in Zhou Jinhang!

This name almost popped into Guan Guan's mind reflexively when he heard the surname. He was like a chess player, pretending to be very interested in gossip, leading Lu Hai to say so much step by step, just to think Make sure this pile has nothing to do with your own incident.

Now it seems that it is far more than just implicated.

It wasn't that he was suspicious, but that the time of his accident coincided too much with the time when the rich man's derailment was photographed, which made him wonder whether the magazine used the news of his suicide to cover up the news of his derailment out of compulsion, or There is no such thing as a rich man cheating on a female star.

Thinking of the latter, Guan Ling's left hand hanging by his side couldn't help clenching into a fist.At this moment, he has a bold idea, if there is no such thing as a rich man cheating on a female star, then the photo taken that day is of him and Zhou Chong, which makes sense why the person who bought this floor was named Zhou.

Zhou Jinhang had been his cousin's dog for so many years, so Zhou Chong would naturally leave the job of wiping his ass to this dog.

This horrifying thought makes Guan Ling shudder, and at the same time, there is an indescribable joy and excitement in his heart, like a shark smelling blood, like a golf player eager to try, Guan Ling can't wait to roll up Big up the sleeves.

Looking for a designer did not expect to get such a large amount of information, Guan Ling felt that the trip was worthwhile.

In fact, he still had a lot of questions in his mind to ask, but he was not familiar with Lu Hai. He was afraid that asking too many questions would make the other party suspicious, so he chatted casually about this matter and got up to leave.

"It's a pleasure chatting with you." Guan Ling stood up and shook hands with Lu Hai.

"Work or chat?" Lu Hai shook his hand and asked with a smile.

"It's all there," Guan Ling said half-truthfully, "I haven't met someone as interesting as you for a long time."

Lu Hai smiled, "Then we should be friends."

Guan Ling tilted his head, "I thought we were already."

Lu Hai's eyebrows twitched, and the smile in his eyes became brighter. Guan Ling changed the subject in a timely manner, "You can ask the administration to prepare the contract first, and I will contact you as soon as possible after returning."

"Okay," Lu Hai nodded, "I'll take you down."

Guan Ling rejected Lu Hai's kindness, and seeing his tough attitude, Lu Hai didn't insist anymore. After sending him to the elevator door, he was called away by a phone call.

It was almost time to get off work, but the whole floor was extremely quiet. Guan Ling glanced at the elevator, turned around and walked in the opposite direction to Domi.

Guan Ling walked around the entire floor, Lu Hai did not lie, except for Domi Design, the other places were all empty, some even did not take away the company signboard, the doors were wide open, and the corridors were all empty. This kind of paper leaflets are everywhere. I think this floor has not been cleaned after it was sold.

The company closest to Domi Design no longer has a signboard, but the transparent glass door is locked with a big iron lock, and even the doorknob is tied twice with an iron chain. Hanging a small black lock.

Guan Ling stopped and stopped. The signboard on the side of the door was taken away, leaving only a lonely iron nail on the top. Looking in from the glass door, you can see a lot of coloring pages piled up on the desk at the front desk. There are also several bundles of books stacked in the corner, which should be magazines based on the color and layout.

This should be the closed magazine that Lu Hai mentioned.

Guan Ling took out his mobile phone and took a photo of the door, and then took two photos of the glass door. He didn't know why he took these photos, but he didn't want to leave empty-handed. It's a bit dissatisfying to go back like this.

Guan Ling didn't think about taking the broken elevator again. He directly found a safe passage and planned to take the stairs to the next floor to take the elevator. When he got to the safe exit, he found that the stair door was sealed. It wasn't a seal or a lock. Instead, they built a wall directly.

What the hell, Guan Ling scolded Sheng Cao, then turned around and went to the other side of the safety exit, the result was naturally the same.

Unable to follow the law, Guan Ling finally had no choice but to take the simple elevator surrounded by iron nets again.

Guan Ling thought that after going up, he would feel less fear in his heart, but when he stood on the edge of the 23rd floor and waited for the elevator to come up, he was still a little apprehensive.

He looked down at the bottom of his feet condescendingly, and the scene of that night more than half a month ago flashed in front of his eyes uncontrollably, and it was almost this high. Was there any fear in his heart at that time?Guan Ling can't remember anymore, but at this moment, his whole body is resisting and repelling, like an anemic patient who has not eaten breakfast and has insufficient blood supply, limb weakness, nausea, dizziness, and cold sweat.

The elevator came up, covering most of the "abyss" under the feet, blocking the line of sight, and it seemed that the fear that had just lingered in my heart was also reduced by two points.

Guan Ling straightened his back, no matter what, he had to cross this "barrier" alone.

He took a deep breath, pursed his thin lips so that there was no trace of blood, and the cold sweat that slid down his temples wiped his chin and dripped onto the dark shirt. The moment he lifted his legs, those feet seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

The iron sheet under his feet slammed loudly, and his heart trembled violently. His hands reflexively supported the iron mesh door frame, and he closed his eyes fiercely, but fortunately, his feet were solid.

The speed of the elevator is not as fast as that of the elevator. Guan Ling leaned against the car made of iron nets, opened his eyes and looked at the ground through the gap like masochism, feeling the distance between him and the ground getting closer until the elevator touched the ground Suddenly, there was a sound due to the tremor, and Guan Ling suddenly came back to his senses.

Then he dragged the rope to open the door, and rushed out of the iron cage-like simple elevator almost as if escaping. When he leaned on the wall and let out a big breath, he realized that he had been holding his breath.

His heart was pounding like he was about to jump out of his chest, and his back, which had been air-dried by the air conditioner, was once again wet. And a blur, I don't know if it's sweat or tears.

In just one minute, Guan Ling seemed to have gone to hell.

The mobile phone in his trouser pocket sang untimely, it seemed noisy in the empty space, but Guan Ling seemed to return to the real world in an instant, until the ringing of the mobile phone stopped, he raised his hand and rubbed his face to make sure that he was still alive.

Guan Ling still had little strength in his limbs. He took out the phone with shaking hands. Because his palms were sweaty, he tried to unlock it with his fingerprint several times but failed. Finally, the screen displayed the input password.

Guan Ling trembled his hands to enter the password again, and the body vibrated after only two entries. It was probably caused by the sequelae of fear. Guan Ling was a little slow, and when he came to his senses, he found that the phone had been connected unconsciously.

"...Hello" He raised his phone and pressed it to his ear, and uttered a single tone in a hoarse voice, but was interrupted by the person opposite.

"What are you doing?" There was deep impatience in the tone, but the voice was very familiar.

Guan Ling was stunned for a few seconds, "Mr. Liang?"

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Chinese New Year is approaching, and there are many things to do, and every day is late at night to code? ? ? ,