He turned around and pressed the call ring from the secretary desk and asked them to send someone in to clean up.
The president's office has a large lounge with a separate suite inside, with a bed and cabinet outside, and the door next to it leading to the bathroom.
Sometimes, if Yan Mubei works late and wants to attend the banquet, he will take a shower and change his clothes here.
Of course, the clothes are brought from home in advance, or the secretary is asked to go to the mall to buy new ones.
Lin Qianqian walked into the bathroom, stood in front of the wash basin, bent down slightly to wash her hands, rubbed her back and straightened her body, and tidied it up in front of the mirror.
She doesn't like to put on makeup and always goes out without makeup. She is the hair that is often dyed red and yellow by her. She straightens and makes many twists and turns.
Looking at herself in the mirror, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, bringing up a confident smile.
Fortunately, the plan I had previously laid out took effect before they boarded the plane, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Now, he couldn't do anything to go abroad.
She counted the numbers silently in her heart. It should be almost the same, and then she slowly walked out of the lounge.
Sure enough, seeing the two policemen leave the office, Deng Liang closed the door and turned back, looking nervous: "Mr. Yan, do you think you want it..."
Lin Qianqian winked when she saw Yan Mubei, and then Deng Liang was silent when he looked at her.
She pretended not to know and asked strangely: "The policeman left so quickly? What's the matter with you?"
"Just ask something." Yan Mubei didn't want to say much, so he picked up the landline and called the inside line: "Su Ru, I have something to do now, and the next meetings will be rescheduled today. I will also send someone to follow up on the progress of the New Jersey project. I will go to the future tomorrow
I need a detailed report.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone and took the phone key and coat.
He reached out to put his arms around her slim waist and took her out.
She asked, "Where are we going?"
"I'll take you home."
"Didn't you say you've had supper together?"
"I'm afraid not, I have something important to do."
“Can’t I follow me?”
"Yeah, no."
The man's face was gloomy and he frowned thoughtfully.
Lin Qianqian stopped asking questions, but she couldn't understand it in her heart.
...
Yan Mubei did not go home to sleep that night, and he did not see anyone the next day, until the news came at night.
At that time, she and Yan Yongzhi were lying in the living room to watch movies, each holding a pot of fruit salad, and chewing it with great flavor.
After Yan Yongzhi returned to China, she often ran outside, as if she was looking for her old friends to gather together. She rarely stayed at home tonight, so she naturally had to get close to her young wife.
When I was fascinated by the sight, the phone rang, the servant beside me answered, and then said to Yan Yongzhi: "Madam, your phone number."
"Who called it?" Yan Yongzhi was still looking at the big LCD TV.
"Body guard Deng."
Yan Yongzhi then moved her nest and reached out to take the landline: "Speak quickly if you have something to do, don't get in the way of watching TV."
Lin Qianqian looked over with her side, and saw Yan Yongzhi's face change, becoming particularly panicked and serious: "What? Good..., well, I understand."
She put down the phone and her face turned pale: "Xiaoqian, it's not good. Mu Bei was arrested by the police and the police."
"This? What's going on?" Lin Qianqian was also nervous, grabbed her hands, and was extremely anxious: "Two policemen went to the company to look for him yesterday. I wonder if it was related to this matter?"
"Have you found him yesterday?" Yan Yongzhi's face changed again.