C47 (1/2)
Before Song Chengyou could say anything, the automatic door opened. It was A-Jin who had just parked the car.
Song Chengyou smiled, and waved him over: ”You've come at the right time. You failed to protect Miss Jane and caused her to suffer. This rabid dog will be handed over to you to deal with, and serve her well, and make amends. ”
Song Chengyou grabbed the front desk girl's clothes, then threw her out the door like a piece of trash. A Jin took the opportunity and dragged her out, letting her cry out until her throat was broken.
”Hey, don't be too rough. Be gentle.” Song Chengyou shouted out in an exaggerated manner.
Jane Fan glanced at him. She knew he was speaking the opposite.
”How do you want A-Jin to deal with her?” Jian Fan frowned slightly. He and Ling Chen had grown up in the same pair of pants, and they were not people who would do good things.
Song Chengyou took Jian Fan into his arms and led her into the CEO's office. ”She has a cheap mouth, so she naturally has a cheap mouth. A-Jin knows what to do.”
Jane never boasted of herself as a good person either. If Jin didn't teach her a lesson, she would do the same. Therefore, she no longer hesitated.
The further in he went, the more he felt that this place resembled a top-tier club, unlike a studio.
”Isn't this a law firm? Why is it like this? ” Jane tried to pry his hand away, to free herself from his embrace.
”The agents who come here are either rich or people with status. This kind of decoration is worthy of them. Originally, it was quite annoying to be involved in a lawsuit. Without a good negotiating environment, how could it be beneficial for the case to be sorted out? ”
Jian Fan sneered disdainfully, ”You were specifically trying to get rid of the crime of being a tyrant over an official. Aren't you only earning money with a heart of darkness? Do you have a life to spend it on?”
Song Chengyou shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent, ”I humbly accept Xiaofan's criticism.”
Jian Fan no longer chatted with him. At the end of the corridor was an elevator. Song Chengyou pressed the button for the fourth floor and got off the elevator. As soon as he entered, he saw a regular office space.
The outside of the room was filled with assistants. There was a tight circle of lawyers' offices around the room, and the core of it was Song Chengyou's office. The office area was decorated with panoramic glass. A dark room with a solid wooden door caught Jane Fan's attention.
”Sit!” Entering the president's office, the shutters were all pulled down.
Jane Fan sat down on the sofa. ”What does that invisible room do?”
”Oh, that, the archives.” Song Chengyou took a cigarette from his boss's desk and sat on the couch beside her.
”You don't mind?” He raised the cigarette in his hand, and Jane Fan shook her head.
After the secretary had brewed the coffee, the instant she bent over, Jane Fan's gaze fell on her well-developed career line, smiling meaningfully at Song Chengyou.
”Please enjoy.”
”Thank you.”
The secretary went out and closed the office.
”You have good eyes. There's nothing in the office that you haven't played with before, right?” Jane Fan stirred her coffee. It smelled good, but she didn't drink it.
Song Chengyou leaned against the sofa, one hand on the back, the other holding a cigarette. ”Rabbits still don't eat grass by the side of their nests, I don't have that kind of hobby. Even if they had evil intentions towards me, I still cannot stop them all. ”
What a boastful braggart, gathering all sorts of objects! Jian Fan curled his lips, not bothering to look at his smug expression.
”Didn't you say that there is a model?” ”How come I haven't seen any of them?” Jane Fan stood up from the sofa and paced around the office. His gaze was accurate to the labels on every drawer as he quietly observed everything.
Where would Ling Chen's file be kept? Would it be here, or in the archives?
”The model is not here. It's in the collection room on the third floor. ”Take a break, I'll take you to see it.”
”Oh.” Jane Fan looked around and his gaze landed on the safe in the right rear cabinet. He then looked for traces of it and returned it to his face.
Song Chengyou didn't need to bring money with him when he went out like this. He was a rich young master of cheques, so putting a safe in his office was definitely not for keeping money.
”Did you and Chen have a fight?” Song Chengyou exhaled a puff of smoke and said casually.
Jian Fan retracted his gaze and sat back on the sofa. ”How did you know?” She picked up the cup of coffee in front of Song Chengyou and took a sip.
”What you're drinking is mine …”
”I know.” Jane Fan pushed the cup of coffee in front of him. The young women here were all full of jealousy, she didn't dare to drink the coffee they made. She was afraid that if she wasn't tortured to death by Ling Chen, she would be poisoned to death by this group of women.
Song Chengyou leaned forward and put out his cigarette: ”Chen has been depressed for many days now, and he wants me to drink with him every night. Drunk, still calling your name. ”Well, I've made an appointment tonight, I can't not go.”
”So, you came to complain to me?” Jian Fan raised his phoenix-like eyes, which were sparkling. Did he call her by name? Thinking back to Ling Chen's drunk appearance, why did she feel like laughing?
”No, I want you to bring him home quickly so that he won't harm me again. I still have a lot of cases to follow myself, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in days. ”
”I …” When Jane Fan thought of that inexplicable slap she had made that night, her heart felt as if it had split open and stretched out many threads, loosening and tightening into a mess.
”I'm not sure what's going on between you two, but I can see that Chen is really heartbroken. He's a man of restraint, and he's changed a lot for you. ” His tone was light and gentle. He was the person who could best understand the softest part of a person's heart.
Jane Fan's throat tightened, but he did not speak.
Song Chengyou suddenly laughed mockingly at himself, ”To be honest, my heart has never been tied to a woman before. I don't understand how he feels. But I'm used to debauchery, and I don't see it very well. ”But it's different now. He has his responsibilities and has high expectations for Chen. They've already quarreled a lot for you.”
She had seen them argue about what to do with her. She knew that Shi Qian wasn't doing it for her, but she was still grateful for his kindness and help.