The police officer who was answering the police call could also understand the family's mood, but hung up the phone after a few words of persuasion.
Jiang Xiyan threw the phone on the bed irritably and paced back and forth in the house, thinking about Jiang Ziyue's whereabouts. Suddenly, Nangong Ling's shadow flashed over. He spent the night here last night, and when he woke up, he was with Jiang Ziyue.
Since he disappeared, it seems she needs to find Nangong Ling.
After thinking about it, she ran to the bathroom and tidied herself up briefly, then went downstairs and hailed a taxi and headed towards the Haodong Group she remembered.
Five years ago, she came here to apply for a job and met that hateful man on the steps. Because he gave her an unnecessary task, she became his prisoner. Time changed her mind and she slowly fell in love with that man.
man.
The car stopped at the entrance of the building. The exterior decoration was more brilliant than before. The golden dye and imperial momentum made it an incomparable symbol in Dongcheng City.
Jiang Xiyan stood in front of the building. She didn't know whether she should go in and ask questions. If Xiao Yueyue wasn't here, would Nangong Ling think she came to him on purpose? Thinking of the passion between the two last night,
Even though five years have passed, Jiang Xiyan still has a blush on her face.
Holding the bag tightly in her hand, she took a step forward after hesitating. Five years ago, she was a naive little girl. She was slovenly even when she applied for a job. But now, she has also entered the life of an upper-class celebrity.
She is naturally a bit particular about what she wears. This OL suit was also designed by herself. It is less rigid and more dynamic.
At the entrance of the hall, Jiang Xiyan walked to the front desk secretary, smiled and wanted to give them a good attitude. Her voice was silky, but it was fresh and refreshing: "Trouble, I want to see President Nangong Ling."
A tall girl in her mid-twenties wearing professional attire looked straight at Jiang Xiyan. Girls have different opinions on clothing and cosmetics that are popular in the world. Naturally, she also appeared in various magazines.
I saw Jiang Xiyan's appearance online. Although she was surprised, she still wanted to keep things official: "Do you have an appointment? The president has just finished a meeting."
Jiang Xiyan was a little embarrassed. She came to visit unexpectedly. She would definitely not be able to get in. She had been his secretary before, and the only ones who could get in directly were his lovers. Today, she might really not be able to get in. She was facing the girl.
She smiled and said: "Thank you" and then moved to the sofa in the hall. Sitting on the sofa, she could only wait here for Nangong Ling to appear. She had no other way. Jiang Ziyue would never escape while she was resting.
Out.
Looking around, I can see that this place is no longer what it was five years ago, and the changes have been huge. Even the secretary at the front desk is much prettier than before. It seems that Nangong Ling's character has not changed. He is still a person who pays attention to the beautiful women around him.
man.
Wang Jun and several colleagues walked out of the conference room one after another. After the meeting, they talked about other issues. Finally, they walked out and saw that it was already past lunch, so they could only go to the bakery downstairs for a piece of bread.
And milkshakes.
When passing by the hall, Wang Jun's eyes looked in the direction of the sofa, and there was a familiar feeling. After all, five years had passed, and he still couldn't recognize Jiang Xiyan at a glance. He looked back as he walked, and opened the glass door.
At that moment, she finally remembered, said hello to her colleagues and walked over.
Jiang Xiyan raised her head, and when she saw Wang Jun, who had already grown his long hair, she almost didn't recognize him. She stood up from the sofa and greeted Wang Jun with a smile: "Sister Jun, I almost don't recognize you.
She’s so feminine now.”
Wang Jun took Jiang Xiyan's hand and sat back on the sofa. Everyone will change, and she will naturally do the same, but she has not met the person in her life who can change her: "Long time no see, I saw you in a magazine, and...
I thought I had admitted the wrong person, but I didn't expect it was really you. That fashion show was quite successful."
Jiang Xiyan lowered her head in embarrassment. She was a little uncomfortable being exaggerated by her former colleagues. Thinking of Wang Jun's position, she also started to get a little excited: "It's just to support myself, Sister Jun, you can do me a favor."
?"
Wang Jun knows what happened between Nangong Ling and Jiang Xiyan in the past. After so many years, there seems to be no contact between them. So what else does she need to help with? "You tell me, I can do it."
I will definitely help you."
"Thank you, Sister Jun. It's like this. The president and I have something to say, but I don't have an appointment. I want to ask Sister Jun to help me take her to the president's office." Jiang Xiyan pulled Wang tightly in a hurry.
Your hand.
Wang Jun was a little embarrassed. The affairs of the CEO were not something that employees like them could control: "Yanyan, it's not that I won't help you. He is the president after all. If I just bring you here, my position will not be guaranteed."
"
Jiang Xiyan moved her mouth and held back what she wanted to say. If she tried to embarrass others for her own affairs, she would feel that she was too selfish: "Forget it, I'll wait here, Sister Jun, you
If you have something to do, you can go and do it first."
Wang Jun nodded, stood up, walked to the door, opened the glass door and walked out.
There was almost no one in the hall at the moment. Jiang Xiyan boredly pulled out a magazine from Haodong Group and read it. The photo of Nangong Ling and An Leer on it was eye-catching. An Leer was holding Nangong Ling's arm, wearing a rose dress.
Wearing a gorgeous dress, the two of them look like a man and a woman together.
Just when she was about to turn over another page, Wang Jun left and came back behind her. She still couldn't see Jiang Xiyan like this. Although she didn't have much contact at the beginning, she still walked out of her hands and patted Jiang Xiyan.
Shoulder: "Come on, I'll take you up."
Jiang Xiyan quickly put the magazine back to its original place, stood up and faced Wang Jun. Such Wang Jun also made her sigh: "Sister Jun, I..."
"While I haven't changed my mind, come up with me now. I'll wake up later, and you'll have to wait here." After Wang Jun said that, he turned around and walked directly towards the elevator.
Jiang Xiyan followed Wang Jun gratefully. She didn't know how to express her gratitude. She could only say softly from the bottom of her heart: "Thank you!"
The numbers in the elevator were beating. It was the twenty-eighth floor. The floor from five years ago had not changed. The higher the elevator went, the faster Jiang Xiyan's heart beat. Her purpose today was just for little Yueyue. If she asked clearly, she would leave.
, never stay here for one more minute, always warning myself.
The elevator stopped on the twenty-eighth floor. The moment the elevator door opened, Jiang Xiyan thought she was back five years ago. Everything here had not changed, not even the photos and books on her desk.