When Leng Ziyan, who was standing behind the car, saw Leng Zimo's anxious look as he left quickly, he couldn't help but shook his head, clasped his hands on his chest, and said with a secret smile: Zimo still has a lot of spirit in his bones.
He has a childlike spirit and is still my naughty and cute little brother Zimo from childhood.
White-collar apartment.
Leng Zimo's car quickly arrived at the gate of the apartment.
After stopping the car, Leng Zimo got out of the car gracefully.
Outside the door, Manager Cao was strolling leisurely with his hands folded behind his back, when he saw Leng Zimo's car approaching.
Then he went up to us with enthusiasm and greeted us with a playful smile: "Good morning, Mr. Leng!"
As he spoke, he smoothly closed the car door for Leng Zimo.
When Leng Zimo saw this fat woman, his brows suddenly furrowed and his face became elongated.
I still couldn't figure out one thing, and cursed secretly: I don't know how the human resources department did it in the first place. They actually hired a fat woman with such a severely out-of-shape figure as the apartment manager. However, they didn't consider it when they hired her.
Will this seriously affect the image of Leng Group and this white-collar apartment?
He immediately made up his mind and said: No, I must handle this matter personally. The Leng Group and White Collar Apartment cannot have their reputation and reputation affected because of this fat woman. The most important thing is their business.
Seeing that Leng Zimo didn't respond to his warm greeting and had a long face, Manager Fang was completely confused. He thought to himself: Could it be because Mr. Leng was in a bad mood, so...
As soon as he thought of it, he immediately left him timidly, not daring to give any more unnecessary compliments.
Leng Zimo snorted coldly and walked towards the elevator handsomely.
Watching his leaving figure.
The ladies on duty at the front desk gathered together and discussed: "Mr. Leng, you are so cold today."
Manager Cao, who had come to the front desk and was leaning on the counter, couldn't help but sigh: "It's indeed quite cold, eh!"
Hearing what she said, the ladies at the front desk couldn't help but glance at her and laughed at her flattering behavior just now.
I pressed the elevator switch and the door opened quickly.
He slipped in and closed it gracefully.
He put his hands in his pockets, straightened his back, straightened his hair, and looked at the gold-rimmed mirror in the elevator.
He straightened his clothes to make himself look more handsome.
He made a few more cool expressions on his face, and then he smiled with satisfaction.
There was a thought in my mind: I wonder what this guy is doing now? Could it be that he went to sleep again?
I remembered that she slept very late last night, so I nodded in agreement with my idea.
If not, what is it doing?
Will you go to the company first because you can't wait any longer?
When I thought of this, I couldn't help but frown, and I was very dissatisfied with this idea.
I should have asked the fat woman first just now. There is no need to think like this now.
I got off the elevator and walked anxiously to the room.
He took out the password card from his pocket, swiped it on the door, and the door opened.
I looked around, but there was no sign of Bai Tang.
The room was silent, and Leng Zimo's heart suddenly felt like it had hit rock bottom, feeling extremely lost.
It seemed that her guess was correct. Bai Tang couldn't wait for her arrival, so she took a ride to the company alone.
As soon as he thought of this, he turned around and walked out the door.