Reading Agreement

The night rain is still raging, and the dim street lamps are filled with anxious water lines, like a dense net that locks up the whole city, who can get out of it every time?The sheltered eaves are but temporary shelter.

At about eleven o'clock, Gao Yang finally arrived at the company's office space in the creative park in the south of the city, a three-story building with a rather post-modern style.This creative park consists of 32 single buildings, two [-]-story office buildings, and a three-story exhibition center.Ms. Fang's Suxian Culture Group purchased one of the independent buildings two years ago, and rented the entire [-]th floor of the office building, which has been in use until now.

It was late at night, and the entire park was plunged into a darkness with unknown intentions. The lights of the exhibition center in the distance were all turned off, wrapped in darkness, leaving only a black shadow.There are several lights on each floor of the office building farther away, and those lights are a symbol of busyness.

Almost all the buildings in the detached area were darkened before eight o'clock, except for the building with the house number 6, from the first floor to the third floor, every floor was brightly lit, and occasionally there were people flickering and walking in a hurry .

Gao Yang pressed the doorbell, and an old man with a white beard opened the door. He gave him a hard look with a pair of muddy gray eyes, as if scolding him for being late, then stepped aside unhappily and let him in.

The entrance is the reception hall. The space of nearly [-] square meters is quite luxurious. There is a reception desk in the middle with a large company luminous letter LOGO on the background wall; two single sofas on the left and a small coffee table against the wall A museum shelf with few exhibits; an elevator on the right, an ascending spiral staircase, and nothing else.

The front desk was off work at five o'clock. At this time, a young man with a cropped cut was sitting in the seat, smoking a cigarette and holding a mobile phone. The echo of the game almost filled the entire lobby.Gao Yang walked to the front desk, and Cuntou felt a shadow blocking the screen. He raised his head, blinked his eyes and smiled: "Come here? Where have you been, I've been waiting for you for a long time? Hey, what's your style today? You're still wearing glasses gone."

"It's late at night, and the car is hard to call. Shall we go up now?" Gao Yang didn't answer his question, but just took off his glasses and put them on the antique shelf on one side.

"Wait for the notification, it should be up soon." Cun Tou replied.He is nicknamed Liebao, and he has only known Gao Yang for two and a half years, and they have a good friendship.At this time, Lie Bao suddenly noticed the gauze on Gao Yang's face, and asked with strange eyes: "What's wrong with your face?"

Gao Yang pressed the back of his hand to his gauze-covered face, smiled, and lied, "I wiped the corner of the car door, and the hole is a bit deep."

"The car doors are all rounded. You can scratch them. You're too careless." Lie Bao poked his head out of his seat, grinning, "Isn't it a fight with Tip?"

"I can't beat him." Gao Yang smiled, sat down on the single sofa, and took out his mobile phone to look at it. There was no call or text message.Looking at the quiet screen, he suddenly had a thought, is Shi Zhen home yet?

"Tip kept sending messages to look for you just now, but he got so angry that he didn't look for you?" Lie Bao turned the swivel chair in the direction of Gao Yang, and the game in his hand didn't stop.

Gao Yang shook his head: "I haven't seen him, but I've received a lot of news. He keeps asking me when I'll be here, so I'm here."

"Oh, then leave him alone. This guy has never been patient. Anyway, he can't help you with today's affairs. If you stay here, you will have to fight with your tongue, and your ears will not be quiet." Lie Leopard shrugged, his eyes tightened. Staring at the phone screen, he pressed his thumb quickly, playing with relish.

"Boss Fang is here in person today?" Shi Zhen glanced at the hall, the lights were bright, and it was like daytime, but he looked in the direction of the floor-to-ceiling windows, it was still dark outside, and the cold rain was rustling, reminding the time.

"Let's go, Lao Fei won't come today, you two vulgar people, don't wait for them." Lie Bao answered the internal phone on the table, stood up from his seat, and turned towards the direction of the stairs: "Fang The general said that it’s time to start, let’s go to the meeting room upstairs.”

"Okay." Gao Yang smiled, his face was calm, but the little finger of his left hand with the glass nail twitched subconsciously.

"Hurry up and finish reading, quick fix, I'm sleepy." Lie Bao yawned and glanced at the clock on the wall, it was almost twelve o'clock in the morning.

"What did you get today?" Shi Zhen followed Lie Bao up the stairs and glanced at the dark brown steps under his feet. He knew that there were thirty steps to the second floor and 26 steps to the third floor. Each layer will pay a price accordingly.

"The conference room on the second floor, let's go." Lie Bao went up to the second floor in three steps and two steps in parallel. He pointed at the door like a game, and finally landed on the number plate of the conference room.Before going in, Lie Bao secretly asked Gao Yang: "Dude, are the glass nails still there?"

"Yes." Gao Yang nodded and rolled up his sleeves to show him.

"Okay, just a glazed nail today," quickly resolved. Seeing the nail, Lie Bao felt relieved, patted Gao Yang on the shoulder, knocked on the door and walked in.

The meeting room was also brightly lit, and someone was already sitting in it.At this time, Mr. Fang was at the other end of the conference table concentrating on the computer, occasionally typing a few words to correct some mistakes in the document.

Responding to the knock on the door, Mr. Fang raised his head and watched Lie Bao and Gao Yang come in together.She put down her work, looked at the two of them for a few seconds, and then said with a smile, "Come on, sit down for a while."

"Sorry, I'm late." Gao Yang apologized and dared not take his seat.

"Where's Lao Fei?" Mr. Fang asked.

Lie Bao replied: "He sent a message saying that he has something to deal with, and he won't be here today, so I'll take over."

"Okay, the box is there, and you can take all the things in it." President Fang didn't have much opinion on the replacement. Her chin pointed to the blue brocade box on the table, and then said to Gao Yang lightly: "Read, here is It is newly sent by the employer, but it is not a living thing, so it may not be effective."

"Understood." Gao Yang nodded respectfully.

"I understand the difficulties," Mr. Fang said not domineeringly, as always, with politeness, without even the slightest threat to Zhuofeng: "But since you have signed the entrustment contract, you must try more or less seriously. If you really can't read it, neither the client nor I will blame it."

"Yes." Gao Yang nodded and accepted the order.

"Write down as much as you read, as complete and detailed as possible, so you and I can explain it to each other." Ms. Fang put away the computer on the table and walked towards the door. Of course, she will not observe it on the spot. She has always avoided seeing the redness of blood. , so as not to dirty their own eyes.

"Yes." Jean stood aside and waited for Ms. Fang to leave Fang before she could sit down.

"By the way, Gao Yang, did you really not read anything in the corridor last time?" Ms. Fang suddenly turned around at the door, looking at Gao Yang meaningfully.

"No." Gao Yang shook his head, looked straight into Mr. Fang's eyes and said sincerely, "Sorry, I was too hasty and didn't read anything."