This voice that often floated in her midnight dreams was the voice of the person she was most familiar with and relied on the most.
In the past five years, the yearning for this voice has not weakened at all, but has only become stronger. She dare not raise her head, for fear that it is just a dream, and for fear that it is reality...
"I don't want anyone to damage the company's image just for the sake of not being late. If an outside group comes to inspect, it will definitely bring shame to the company." The voice that followed was still cold and cold, revealing a selfless solemnity.
"Yes." The man on the side responded respectfully.
As soon as she finished speaking, the shiny shoe uppers disappeared from Shang Wan's eyes. When the sound of the elevator closing fell into her eardrums, she came back to her senses. She couldn't help but raise her head and cast her eyes towards the inside of the dedicated elevator.
The figure inside was the drug addiction that had been entrenched in her heart for five years. Every midnight, it would eat away at her. All kinds of heartbreaking pain would hit her again and again in her dreams, and finally push her to the extreme.
abyss……
If it is really him, he is calmer and more charming now than five years ago, but also colder and makes people panic...
What collided with her gaze was his emotionless eyes, without waves, as indifferent as a passerby, looking at her arrogantly...
His proud posture made her realize the difference. He was as dazzling as a star, but she was extremely embarrassed. His face was like a peach blossom, but her face was as pale as a peeled eggplant. He was fragrantly dressed, and her hair was disheveled, and he was as pale as a peeled eggplant.
As dazzling as a diamond, she was like what Hu Lijing said was a "dog in the water", mutilating herself and leaving her in a filthy state.
He quickly lowered his eyes, his face became even paler, and he was trembling all over. I don't know if it was because he was soaked or because of his appearance, but he felt waves of chills coming over him.
For a moment, his calm, silky eyes were blocked on the elevator door, but her eyes were anywhere, out of focus, scattered around...
He actually came back, and he was her boss, the president of Wanhong. How could it be such a coincidence?
*******
Shang Wan returned to the office in despair, and immediately received a surprised question from his friend Cui Diyu.
"Wanwan, why are you like this?"
Cui Diyu was a close friend of Shang Wan when they were in university. She had a bunk bed and knew Shang Wan’s past best. Now they are in the same department, but in different groups.
Shang Wan hadn't recovered from the hibernation just now, and fell down on the chair in a daze. Cui Diyu noticed that she was unusual, frowned and asked.
"Wanwan, have you seen a ghost?"
"She is worse than seeing a ghost... Just now our great Shang Gong used farts as a salute to welcome the new president. Oops, you guys were not there. It is really a masterpiece. I didn't expect that Shang Gong was so talented that he actually used this trick, oh haha...
..." The person who answered was Hu Lijing, her voice was sharp and proud.
Other colleagues in the design department immediately looked away with suspicion...
Cui Diyu frowned, knowing that Shang Wan is prone to embarrassment, but he shouldn't fart when welcoming the new president! His eyes were angry: "Vixy, don't ruin Wan Wan's image?"
Hu Lijing raised her head and said with full demonic aura: "She has never had an image, okay? Don't raise her too high. As for whether what I just said is true, you will know if you ask her!"
Cui Diyu was a little convinced at this time, and placed his suspicious eyes on Shang Wan, while Hu Lijing and other colleagues laughed heartily.
"Is what the vixen said true?" Cui Diyu couldn't help but ask.
Seeing Shang Wan's bloodless face and soulless symptoms, she started to believe it, so she said: "Hey, it's not a big deal, just fart, who has never farted, even if it's a bit inappropriate,
But this is really uncontrollable. Look at it, you are the main force of the second group..."
"He is back?"
Shang Wan raised his pale face and trembled with trembling lips as he spoke in a low voice, but his face was even weaker under the damaged glasses.
Cui Diyu's words were immediately stopped. Apart from that man, there was no other person besides the 'him' she said. Thinking of this, her eyes wrinkled and her voice was unusually low: "Shao Luan Sheng is back?"