Chapter 487 (1/2)

An Shiqi in the president's office of song's group is still working hard. Looking at the documents and data, she really feels a headache. She can make such low-level mistakes. She tries her best to have the ability to see ten lines at a glance, but for her, she feels very hard. With her delicate hand, she reaches behind her ears. At this time, someone pushes the door and enters Just looked at the handsome face of the man in front of her. Although she has been married for nearly four years, she still can't stand the ”bang bang” jump, but the visitor seems to have a very unhappy expression.

”Don't you answer your call? How dare you? ”

When song Zhiyuan gets closer, even an Shiqi can feel the cold air coming. This feeling is too Obviously, an Shiqi pulled out a smile that was even worse than crying. After looking at her mobile phone, she found that her mobile phone had been out of power for a long time. She really wanted to cry without tears, and said with a bitter face, ”Zhiyuan, I'm sorry, there is no electricity.”

Song Zhiyuan's face sank, ”sorry, what do you want the police to do?”

Angie: ”what are you doing

Never seen so overbearing, anshiqi continued to look at the document, song Zhiyuan said coldly: ”the document is better than me?”

”Don't be so childish, will you?” Said Angie.

”What time is it to work? I didn't want you to work overtime. I can make you work overtime. I hope you don't challenge my patience. ” Song Zhiyuan said.

Angie looked at the time, a pair of eyes staring big, full of surprise expression, God! It's so late, ”there's still a little bit, and a little bit will be ready soon.”

”Two minutes. I don't like procrastination.” What song Zhiyuan said had no feelings.

At this time, song Zhiyuan's phone rang very appropriately, so he immediately picked up the phone, ”what's the matter?” He walked out while talking on the phone.

At this moment, a very magnetic voice came out of the receiver, ”when you get this medicine, I want to borrow someone from you.”

Song Zhiyuan can't help frowning, borrowing? More and more he felt that there was something strange about it. ”Are you trying to kill people with a knife? Tell me, who do you want to kill? ”

When Chi Yongheng said those two words, his face sank, ”are you really going to kill him? He is your own father. ”

”You can leave the rest alone.” Chi Yongchang said coldly.

Song Zhiyuan resolutely shut up.