I will be a boss in the future world

The next morning, I woke up in a daze.

As soon as she saw the time, Yuying grabbed her hair and shouted.

"Oh my god! It's over!"

The man sleeping on the sofa was awakened, rubbed his eyes nervously and turned over.

"what happened?"

"What happened!?"

"I'm going to be late!"

Yuying pulled her hair in distress and wailed, "Without Xiaoqi to wake me up, I'm going to be late!"

"..."

Ignoring Sha Feiran's silence, and not having time to think about what happened last night, Yu Ying hurriedly washed her face and rinsed her mouth, picked up her coat and rushed to the door.

"Let's go first, we're in a hurry!"

"..."

He rushed out of the door, leaving Sha Feiran standing there in a daze.

"Xiao Qi? Wake me up?"

He looked at the figure disappearing at the door in confusion and muttered to himself.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?"

I rushed to the office building despite the risk of speeding, but it was too late.

I feel hopeless and have no desire to live. I just hope Tan Suhe doesn't find out.

I don't know why, but I really don't want him to be accused of something wrong again.

I jogged all the way to the elevator, and the ordinary elevator was still crowded with people.

"Damn it! Can't there be a few more elevators in such a tall building?"

Yuying glanced at the SDA elevator next to her.

He should have arrived at the office by this time.

She gritted her teeth, swiped her work ID and walked into the elevator.

No matter what, as long as you get to work as soon as possible, you will be safe. Otherwise, who knows what Song Zhimian will say and when Tan Suhe will come to check on you.

But the elevator number rose rapidly and suddenly stopped at the 21st floor.

The door slowly opened, and outside stood a person whom Yuying did not want to see even at all.

“…” Yuying was speechless and covered her face in despair.

“……”The people outside were also slightly stunned.

Tan Suhe looked at her, then lowered his head to look at his watch, and walked in calmly without saying anything.

As the elevator door closed again, Yuying suddenly felt like a thorn in her back.

She rubbed her messy hair and felt like cursing.

Why am I so unlucky these days? I meet him every time I go to work?

"I think I said that elevators can't save lazy people."

Yu Ying: "..."

Tan Suhe glanced at Yuying calmly, "Her hair is not combed, and her collar is inside out."

The person was calm, and his voice was calm as well: "No matter how free and easy TOX is, your unkempt appearance is eye-opening."

Unable to retort, Yuying pretended to smile, then lay down and let him laugh, quickly tidying up his appearance.

"It looks like you haven't had breakfast yet. Come to my office later."

Shit...are we running into trouble?

Yu Ying stared with a pair of dead fish eyes, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water: "I haven't finished writing the report yet."

"I didn't ask you to hand in a report, just come here directly."

She immediately asked, "Why? Are you going to treat me to breakfast?"

"..."

Tan Suhe stopped talking, but his face suddenly darkened.

The elevator stopped on the 66th floor in time, and the opened door was like a life-saving ray of light.

"You're welcome. I'd better finish writing the report first."

Rushing into the office as if running for his life, Yuying let out a loud sigh as soon as he sat down.

"What a bad luck!"

Yu Ying looked up to the sky and shouted, almost beating his chest in frustration: "Why am I so unlucky?"

"what happened?"

Lin Meng came over and asked, "Why are you late today? Was there a traffic jam on the road?"

Yuying sighed and lay on the table, complaining, "Don't mention it... Nothing went well these past two days, it's so annoying."

Song Zhimian pushed the door open and came in, frowning slightly, "If you're late, then you're late. Don't make excuses."

He glanced coldly at Yuying who was slumped in her seat, as if to imply something, "Young people should read more books, go to bed early at night, and not have so much nightlife, so that they won't be unable to get up the next day."

Yuying curled her lips speechlessly, "Tsk, I didn't."

I stretched and turned on the computer, preparing to continue the report I wrote yesterday.

The communicator on Song Zhimian's desk suddenly rang -

Yuying's heart sank, and she immediately had a bad feeling.

He just responded softly, then frowned and looked at Yuying.

"Yuying, someone upstairs wants you to come over."

"..."

The person who was named held his forehead in pain and said, "Oh my god, they really won't let me go."

Song Zhimian was silent for a moment, then asked, "Why, have you offended him recently?"

Yuying scratched his head and said, "No, I was only late once, not that serious."

"Then what are you afraid of? I shouldn't embarrass you."

Song Zhimian patted her shoulder and said, "If anything happens, come back and tell me. He won't dare to do anything with me here."

"Oh, then I'm relieved."

Yuying lowered her head and thought for a moment, then decided to take the unfinished report with her and pretend to be a good employee.

I finally made it to the 99th floor. Before I even entered the door, I heard faint voices of conversation coming from inside.

Someone? A woman?

Yuying frowned, hesitating whether to go in.

"Wen Yuying, come in."

She sighed quietly, lowered her head and walked in, but her eyes inadvertently fell on the sofa beside her.

I saw a young woman with a pretty face and outstanding temperament sitting there.

She was dressed fashionably and gracefully, and she looked at Yuying without disguising her gaze. Her bright eyes contained a slight smile, beautiful and cunning, like black crystals refracting light.

Yuying was stunned for a moment in embarrassment, feeling as if she was being scanned from head to toe.

Then the woman smiled and gave Tan Suhe a meaningful look.

"New here? Not bad, you're quite good at picking people."

"Don't make trouble..."

Tan Suhe sighed, "In the future, if you have nothing to do, can you please not come to me during working hours?"

He frowned slightly and looked at the woman helplessly, "If you have anything to say, let's talk about it after get off work."

As soon as these words came out, the woman immediately raised her eyebrows and glared at him.

"Who said I'm okay?"

"You are such a busy person, you spend all day in the office. Even after get off work, you hardly say a word at home. You always fall asleep right after you go home."

She scoffed, "I just came here to see you because I have something to do, okay!"

Tan Suhe immediately lost his composure and his voice became a little louder.

"But I'm at work now! You rush into the office without even calling me... This really affects my work."

The woman didn't care at all and casually brushed off the non-existent dust on her expensive dress.

"Tsk, now that I'm here... maybe you still want to kick me out?"

The two people had an ambiguous conversation, and Yuying, who was standing nearby, immediately pricked up her ears to gossip.

girlfriend?

Strange, didn’t Sha Mingshu say that no one wanted him?

The office was quiet for a while, and then Tan Suhe sighed heavily and finally looked up at Yuying.

"Suddenly a trouble came up and I can't talk to you anymore."

He rubbed his forehead and said, "You go back first. I'll call you when I'm free."

Yuying said "Oh" with delight.

The eyebrows that had been tightly furrowed finally bent slightly as if relieved, and a hint of smile appeared in the round almond-shaped eyes.

Put some oil on your feet and you can skate very fast.