Chapter 71 Yan Zong’s Headlines Again
Yan Rusheng's voice sounded a little tired.
"Come in."
Xuxu opened the door and just stood at the door looking at Yan Rusheng, with no intention of going in.
"Mr. Yan, it's time to get off work. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
Yan Rusheng raised his head from the pile of documents and frowned slightly, "Have you finished all your work?"
Wen Xuxu also frowned, "You can't finish a few days' work in one day."
She didn't hide the complaining tone in her voice.
"Wen Xuxu, you..." Yan Rusheng wanted to scold Wen Xuxu, but suddenly he thought of something and curled his lips and said sarcastically: "That's right, you are not alone now, there is someone waiting for you."
As soon as Jiang Zhuoheng came back, her attitude towards him immediately changed, relying on someone to support her.
Wen Xuxu pursed her thin lips and smiled coolly. Without explaining, she just said 'goodbye' lightly, closed the door and left.
Looking at the closed door, Yan Rusheng wanted to lift the ashtray on the table and smash it over.
I felt inexplicably agitated.
Seeing that there is still a lot of work to be done, I suddenly feel no mood to continue.
He opened the drawer, took out the exquisite cigarette case, put a cigarette in his mouth, and then picked up the lighter, ready to light a cigarette.
"Mr. Yan, smoking is harmful to health. The chairman asked me to supervise you and not let you smoke." ’
Suddenly, Wen Xuxu's words scolding him for smoking rang in his ears.
The hand holding the lighter paused.
His thick eyebrows suddenly wrinkled again.
Huh, stupid woman, just take care of your Jiang Zhuoheng. Why do I care about you when I smoke?
As if out of anger, Master Yan resolutely lit up the cigarette and started smoking dully.
He leaned back on the boss's chair, holding a cigarette in one hand and gently pressing his eyebrows with the other.
The endless busy day has made him exhausted.
After half the cigarette was smoked, he put it out. As a habit, he drank water after finishing the cigarette. He reached out to pick up the cup, only to find that it was empty.
"Wen Xuxu."
He shouted at the door almost out of instinct, but no one responded.
Only then did he remember that Wen Xuxu had left.
Although I was annoyed and angry, I still had to pour the water myself.
I was walking and drinking with a glass of water in my hand. When I returned to my seat, my cell phone rang.
After looking at the caller ID, he quickly picked it up to answer it and put it to his ear.
A certain young master's lazily voice came from the other side of the phone, "Yan San, I have obtained Professor Zhou's personal phone number. Do you think you should treat me to a meal to express your gratitude?"
Master Yan's face darkened and he said coldly: "Stop talking nonsense and send it to me quickly."
The person on the other side of the phone didn't dare to joke anymore and said I got it. As soon as the call was hung up, the number was immediately sent to me.
Yan Rusheng dialed the number. It rang several times before the person answered, and heard a gentle and low voice of a middle-aged and elderly man.
"Hey, who is this?"
"Professor Zhou, I am Yan Rusheng, do you remember?"
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Wen Xuxu arrived at the company at normal time the next day, but Yan Rusheng hadn't come yet.
However, what surprised her was that she didn't see him all morning.
In the past, if he went out to do something, even if he didn't take her with him, he would explain it to her.
"Look, look, look, there's another headline for Mr. Yan."
Wen Xuxu was lowering his head and busy with the work he had not done during the business trip a few days ago, when suddenly the excited voices of his colleagues came from the opposite side.
Is Mr. Yan making headlines again?
Xuxu frowned in surprise, also out of curiosity. She picked up her phone and clicked on a web page. As expected, the entertainment category had a large cover with vivid words.