My Professor Shen

"Mr. Jiang, the car has been arranged." The little secretary knocked on the door of the office, "How long do you think is a good time to leave?"

"10 minutes." Jiang Ling said abruptly, the hour hand was gradually approaching zero, the irrelevant people had dispersed, and the only sound in the huge office was the "rustling" sound of the pen tip across the paper.

"Okay." The little secretary replied, loyally guarding the door. The secretariat, which was separated by a wall, also had a dignified atmosphere at the moment, and the sound of crackling keyboards resounded through the deserted corridor.

A few minutes later, Jiang Ling finally closed the pen cap. She took off her glasses and rubbed her sore bridge of nose tiredly. There were double images in front of her eyes due to fatigue.Her eyes are slightly short-sighted, but fortunately, the degree is not high and basically does not affect her daily life.

"I've worked hard for you today, go home early and rest." Jiang Ling just opened the door and just happened to meet the little secretary yawning, tears were forced out of the corners of her eyes.

On weekdays, Wen Yu, the pillar of the secretariat, is there, and they are not needed for such things as communicating with the leaders. The little secretary wiped the corners of her eyes cautiously, and followed Jiang Ling step by step.

"Mr. Jiang, do you really not need me to go with you?" The little secretary asked uncertainly. She also looked extremely sleepy, and there were a few bloodshot eyes in the whites of her eyes.

"No need." Jiang Ling glanced at her lightly and refused.

The incident happened suddenly. It took at least five hours to drive from the company to Puluo Township without traffic jams at night. In summer, the morning dawned early, and it might be almost dawn when we arrived at the destination. I haven’t traveled much. How can the little girl stand it.

The public relations department and the legal department are still very busy, and even the sound of snoring is alternating.

As soon as I went out, the night breeze brought a trace of coolness, mixed with moist water vapor, blowing towards my face.Jiang Ling took a deep breath and exhaled a mouthful of stale air. The fresh air touched her lungs, and her spirit was instantly lifted.The lights in front of me seem to have rainbow spots, as if separated by a layer of frosted glass. From a distance, the night is deep and the market is like day.

"Jiang Ling." Shen Qingchuan called her softly with a smile, she leaned against the pillar in the gate, half-closed her eyes as if she had waited for a long time.

"Sister!" Jiang Ling exclaimed in surprise, seeing the lingering figure's eyes shining brightly, the corners of her mouth unconsciously curled up, and she was completely different from the indifferent and taciturn Xiao Jiang just now.

Seeing Shen Qingchuan's picturesque face, the little secretary's eyes suddenly widened, she didn't feel drowsy at all, and she, who was addicted to eating melons on Weibo, knew the direction of public opinion in the company tonight.The first moment Shen Qingchuan posted her blog, she went to Baidu Encyclopedia to search for her information. She stared at the long list of resumes and didn't know what to do. It wasn't until tonight that she really saw the difference between ordinary people and talented people. barriers.

Jiang Ling walked towards Shen Qingchuan, and took her hand naturally, and the little secretary who fell behind her footsteps looked a little impatient.

"Did sister not read WeChat?" Jiang Ling asked suspiciously, she rubbed Shen Qingchuan's soft and boneless hand with her fingertips, with rough and uneven scars lying across her palm.

The numb itching in the palm of his hand came, Shen Qingchuan dodged subconsciously out of fear of the tickle, and even the tone of his speech became soft, with a slight smile on his face and said: "Look."

Jiang Ling and Shen Qingchuan bit each other's ears and whispered to each other. The little secretary saw the scene of the pink bubbles, and the idea of ​​knocking CP sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain. It turns out that Mr. Jiang and Shen Meiren are a couple. What happened on Weibo? It can be explained, and she can still recall the commotion caused by Teacher Qin Mu's exit.

"But I'm not going home tonight." Jiang Ling said with a frown.Wen Yu's mobile phone has been disconnected. Although some people have been urgently dispatched to deal with it, and the staff on the scene said that it is safe, she is still very worried. After all, everyone saw the scarlet splash before the live video was cut off.

Of course, Jiang Ling also saw the overwhelming abuse on the Internet. Xingchuan Entertainment's Blue V enterprise account was flooded with a lot of insulting and slandering words, but she had no time to take care of it. Fortunately, she just uninstalled it and ignored it. Naturally, she missed the hero of Shen Qingchuan. The drama of saving beauty.

"I know." Shen Qingchuan raised his neck, stretched out his hand to smooth the wrinkles between her brows, and the warmth of the skin's closeness silently comforted Jiang Ling's restless heart.

Jiang Ling sighed, and explained: "I don't worry about Wen Yu's side, it may take a few days to go there..."

The little secretary bit her lip and suppressed her laugh, watching in amazement that Mr. Jiang, who had always been calm and self-sufficient, turned into a chirping bird. Of course, he was still the most beautiful coquettish bird with flowers on his tail. This directly overturned Mr. Jiang's heart. It's the cognition of a high-cold, wealthy second generation.

After all, he is still young and inexperienced, and he seems to be vigorous and resolute on weekdays, but he still can't hide his emotions.Shen Qingchuan patiently listened to Jiang Ling's account of what happened, and fully accepted her complaints and grievances.

"The temperature difference between day and night in the mountains is huge, always remember to bring a coat, don't catch a cold." The smile on Shen Qingchuan's lips only increased, she shook off the blue shirt she brought and put it on Jiang Ling's shoulders.

Jiang Ling froze for a moment, the fabric resisted the night's moisture, and a warm current flowed along the blood.

The CP who just became a fan gave out sugar on the spot, and a firework exploded in the little secretary's mind, which means she was very satisfied.

"I'll take my sister home first." Jiang Ling raised a clean and pure smile.

Shen Qingchuan was dazed by her smile, and the cold fragrance invaded his nostrils. She straightened the creases of Jiang Ling's neckline, and slightly parted her lips: "I won't go back."

She got on the off-road vehicle one step ahead, her bright peach eyes were full of ridicule, and she said softly: "If you don't leave, you won't see Wen Yu at dawn."

Jiang Ling followed Shen Qingchuan and sat down next to Shen Qingchuan. The two of them leaned shoulder to shoulder, as if they could hear each other's heartbeat.

"Mr. Jiang, please pay attention to your safety." The little secretary was satisfied with this feeling, and closed the door of her CP's car with her own hands.

To enter Puluo Township, you have to detour through several mountain roads. Although the roads are all provincial roads, the cliffs and cliffs are not in good condition. Coupled with the occasional thunderstorms in summer, there are often sporadic spots on the cement road that is not so smooth. gravel.Not to mention sleeping all night, it might be difficult to rest, Jiang Ling's selfishness didn't want Shen Qingchuan to suffer along with her.

"Qingshan Villa." Jiang Ling gave the name of the place after thinking for a moment.

Shen Qingchuan gave her a sideways look, with displeasure in his eyes, and retorted: "No, just leave the city directly."

"This..." The driver turned off the engine just after he slammed the accelerator, and was in a dilemma.

The eyes of the two faced each other, Shen Qingchuan was stubborn and refused to give up, Jiang Ling felt cold all over, and the driver in the front seat felt extremely tormented.

There was a sudden silence in the car for a few minutes, Shen Qingchuan felt that Jiang Ling's sulking expression was very much like Lu Lin's deep-raised husky, she was pleased by her own association, and couldn't help smiling.

"Who am I?" Shen Qingchuan asked.

"Sister." Jiang Ling raised her eyebrows and cooperated without thinking.

"Oh~" Shen Qingchuan suddenly realized, and blinked innocently, "Sister is worried about the kid, can you be with her if you want to accompany her?"

"No." Jiang Ling waved her hand, a smile crept up between her brows, and the air-conditioning in the car dissipated a little.

"Then~" Shen Qingchuan tilted his head and smiled at her, rubbing his toes lightly on her trousers, "Is there any problem with my sister traveling with my girlfriend on a business trip?"

The sudden turning point was something Jiang Ling didn't expect. She didn't hear anything clearly, and reacted to the word "girlfriend". She looked a little dazed, but when Shen Qingchuan got closer, she noticed that her neck was swollen. There is a layer of light pink, shy and unaware.

The air-conditioning is completely dissipated, and the shy flower buds bloom quietly.

"No... no problem..." Jiang Ling said stumblingly.

Shen Qingchuan rested his chin on one hand, and looked at her with half-closed eyes, why didn't she realize that her junior was so shy easily before.

The car drove out of the city quickly, and Ah San followed ten meters away in an army green jeep.

"Wait." Shen Qingchuan interrupted Jiang Ling's narration, "Are you sure you've only seen one ledger?"

Jiang Ling carefully recalled the accounts she had handled recently, and said affirmatively, "Yes."

Charity bills must be signed and sealed by a legal person to take effect, and the company will go through the online process every time the seal is used, so Jiang Ling can be absolutely sure that he has never seen another one.

"Then there are only two possibilities. The first is to steal it when no one is around, and the second is to engrave the official seal privately." Shen Qingchuan led Jiang Ling to reason.

"The company's monitoring is covered once every three months. I checked it tonight and there is no problem." Jiang Ling frowned. Although she knew who it was in her heart, she suffered from no evidence.

"What if..." Shen Qingchuan paused, "What if someone tampered with the monitoring in the office?"

Jiang Ling is indeed not an expert in this field, even if there is any problem, she will not be aware of it.

"If you trust me, you can ask Ah San to check the surveillance." Shen Qingchuan gave a suggestion confidently.She hadn't told Jiang Ling before that in addition to being very skilled, Ah San was also a first-class expert at playing computers. The monitoring of the road network last time was also the result of Ah San's painstaking efforts.

"Okay." Jiang Ling nodded, she would always trust Shen Qingchuan unconditionally.

"It would be easier if the official seal was engraved privately. He has produced the evidence himself, so what are you afraid of?" Shen Qingchuan comforted, she didn't want to see Jiang Ling unhappy because of this matter.

Jiang Ling returned a perfunctory smile absent-mindedly, Shen Qingchuan took her shoulder lightly, and Jiang Ling leaned against her body.

"Stop thinking about it and go to sleep." She ordered forcefully, and those who were close could bow their heads and count Qingjiang Ling's distinct eyelashes.

Jiang Ling's eyes were soft, her eyelashes trembled slightly, her knuckles twitched slightly, and then she propped herself up on the leather sofa with one hand.Shen Qingchuan only felt the sofa sag in the gap, and a burst of warmth came from his chin.

Suddenly, the car body bumped violently a few times. It felt like it was pushing a big rock. Jiang Ling couldn't stabilize and fell down in the softness. She was suffocated and lacked oxygen.

Shen Qingchuan's face darkened, he easily lifted Jiang Ling's back collar, and said through gritted teeth: "I take back my thoughts just now, I see you are very happy."