Outside the office door, several secretaries in the secretary's office saw him coming out in person. They thought he had some instructions, so they quickly stood up respectfully and lowered their heads to wait.
However, after waiting for a long time, I could only hear Fred's footsteps striding away.
After he left, all the secrets were stunned, dumbfounded, and stayed where they were, unable to move.
What is going on? This is the first time that their boss leaves in a hurry during working hours. Without any explanation, he leaves in such a hurry.
This is really surprising.
You know, although Fred has a good reputation, he never dares to be careless when it comes to work. Today, almost for the first time, he got up and left less than an hour after starting work.
This is really an incredible thing.
When Wang Xiaoxiao took sad steps and returned to the house she shared with Pan Xichen, what she saw was a limited edition sports car worth several million euros, parked in a very attractive posture.
In front of their house.
A slender man was leaning against the car door.
The man wore a pair of retro-style metal-framed sunglasses on his face, and held a cigarette in his hand. He was puffing on it, apparently looking like he was waiting for someone.
"Sir, who are you looking for?"
Wang Xiaoxiao looked at this extremely elegant man with some curiosity. Although she could not see the entire handsome face, but with her extraordinary radar as a gossip superwoman, she quickly detected that the man in front of her must be very handsome.
Very handsome.
Fred turned his head when he heard the sound, glanced at the girl next to him, and recognized it at a glance. This was another Chinese girl who was working as a waitress at the party that day.
Taking off the sunglasses on his face, Fred asked politely: "Excuse me, Miss Pan Xichen, does she live here?"
However, it was okay if he didn't take off his sunglasses. As soon as he took off his sunglasses, Wang Xiaoxiao was stunned.
She was dying, wasn't she dreaming, wasn't the person in front of her the same Fred or something? She couldn't remember the long list of names, but she remembered the person in front of her clearly.
Fred waited for a long time but did not get the answer he wanted to know, so he patiently asked again: "Excuse me, does Miss Pan Xichen live here?"
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