This time it's my turn to love you [Quick Transmigration]

Two security guards, a secretary, and Cui Yiming and Qin Yang who worked on the same floor rushed in at the same time.

"Boss Ling, what happened?"

"Are you injured?"

"Catch him now!"

The security guard rushed forward to the only suspect present, Li Xinlin: "Put your hands up, don't move!"

Li Xinlin was ashamed and angry, her face flushed.His shirt is half off, how can he raise his hand? !

Seeing that he was not cooperating, the security guard grabbed his arm and folded it backwards to control him.

"Mr. Ling, do you want to call the police?" Cui Yiming had already taken out his mobile phone.

Ling Feng coughed unnaturally, and waved his hands: "There is no need to call the police, just clear the person out. Also, he will not be allowed in the headquarters building in the future."

"Yes."

Li Xinlin still wanted to intercede, but the security guard quickly gagged her and escorted her out the door.

Everyone left, Ling Feng patted his frightened little heart in shock, and sent Jiang Tongyu a WeChat message: [Scared, please comfort. 】

[What's wrong, have you encountered any problems at work? [warm hug]]

[[Back you a bear hug] [Spin ​​happy] I'm fine now. 】

[Tong Yu, how is your shooting progress today? 】

[It went well, and there is a night scene at night. 】

The two chatted for a while, and set a meeting time for the next day.

Thinking of celebrating Jiang Tongyu's birthday tomorrow, Ling Feng devoted himself to work full of energy, and successfully finished writing and sending out the email to Young Master Jiang.

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However, there was no reply to the email until the next day.

Qin Yang was a little worried: "Would Young Master Jiang not want to go through our muddy water?"

"It's possible." Young Master Jiang has always been a low-key person, and he has never shown his face in public, and he is not short of money, so it is likely that he is too lazy to meddle in Daxin Entertainment's business.

"Mr. Ling, how about I find someone to pass a message to Young Master Jiang, and you have an interview with him."

"No need." Ling Feng walked towards the floor hanger, "He will contact me if he wants to cooperate. Besides, having him is the icing on the cake, and it doesn't hurt much without him. I can handle it alone."

Qin Yang said: "Yes, Mr. Ling, your work ability is obvious to all—"

Ling Feng picked up the suit jacket on the hanger and walked towards the door.

"Hey—where are you going, Mr. Ling? It's only 2 o'clock in the afternoon."

Ling Feng turned his head and said confidently: "Leave early."

"But Mr. Ling, you still have some documents that have not been processed."

Ling Feng looked at him with eyes full of trust, and said to him in a very reassuring tone: "Vice President Qin, all the daily work of the executive president is fully managed by you, I trust you."

Ling Feng drove home, and the strawberries ordered from Mumu Farm just arrived.He planned to use the baking knowledge Jiang Tongyu taught him a few days ago to make a birthday cake by himself.

According to Ling Feng's plan, he arrived home at 3 o'clock, made a cake at 6 o'clock and went to the art square in the city center to pick up Jiang Tongyu.

The plan was pretty good, but unfortunately, Ling Feng overestimated his hands-on ability.

After he baked two cake bases, it was already 5 o'clock. When he finally baked a cake base that was not too battered and coated with a layer of bumpy cream, the cake was accidentally buckled on the ground. on the ground.

At this time, 6 o'clock had already passed.

Ling Feng sent a WeChat message to Jiang Tongyu to change the meeting time to 9 o'clock. After getting Jiang Tongyu's understanding and saying that his finishing time would also be delayed, Ling Feng hurriedly went to bake the next cake.

Fortunately, the cake baked well this time.Ling Feng cut the cake, added layers of strawberry sandwich, and then spread the whole cake with cream mixed with strawberry juice, and then decorated with a circle of mounted flowers, although the mounted flowers can't be seen as flowers at all, but that's not important.

Finally, spread a layer of strawberries on the top of the cake. Although it is a bit ugly, it is barely decent at first glance. Strawberry cake is ready.

Ling Feng took out the professional cake fresh-keeping refrigerator that he bought in advance, and carefully put the cake in it.This cooler has an alloy exterior and looks like a mini fridge.

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Ling Feng went out with the cake.The sincere birthday cake he made by himself will definitely show his full heart for Tong Yu.

All the way unimpeded to the vicinity of the Art Square, when you can see the landmark buildings next to the square from a distance, there is a traffic jam in front of you.

At 9 o'clock, Jiang Tongyu sent a WeChat message: [I'm done, I'll wait for you at the north side of the square. 】

Time passed by, the vehicle in front was still moving at a slow speed, and 10 minutes later, his car was about to move to the next intersection. Ling Feng observed the traffic conditions on the left and right, and turned right decisively into the parking lot of an office building next to him. .

Coming out of the parking lot, he held the cake in one hand and the phone in the other, and ran towards the art square.

I saw a gust of wind blowing on the sidewalk, and only a distant figure could be seen from behind.

Passers-by were surprised: [Professional parkour player? 】

[But why does parkour wear a suit? 】

Art Square is a place full of artistic atmosphere, people often come here to engage in performance art, battle hip-hop, practice skateboarding and so on.

When Ling Feng ran into the square, a skateboard boy who was practicing difficult moves flew towards Ling Feng. If he hit him, he would be seriously injured.

It was too late to brake, Ling Feng jumped up with the acceleration of running, tapped his toes on the pillar next to him, and flew over the skateboard boy's head in the air.

The skateboard boy over there also managed to stop after rushing across a slope.

The boardmates who were in charge of videotaping the skateboard boy opened their mouths wide in surprise: "Holding the grass, easy work! This buddy can do light work!"

"Brother, wait! Where did you learn Qinggong? I want to apprentice!"

Ling Feng looked back and found that no one was injured, and planned to flee the scene in a low-key manner, but just turned his head, and saw Jiang Tongyu looking straight at him for an unknown how long.

With an unsteady footstep, the "Hero who knows how to do light work" almost performed what is called flat ground wrestling in front of all the onlookers.

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Because Jiang Tongyu was also driving a car, the two of them drove the company-provided car directly home.

It took only 10 minutes for the black Santana to drive into a quiet high-end villa area in the center of the city where every inch of land is expensive.

"Your home is in Yiyuan?"

"Well, the old house left by my grandfather. I got used to living in it when I was a child, and I never moved."

The "old house" Jiang Tongyu refers to is a single-family villa located in the center of Yiyuan.Although the house is a bit old, it has just been renovated two years ago. The door is an automatic infrared identification system. After sensing the license plate number entered by the system and the key on Jiang Tongyu, the door slowly opens.

Sure enough, the most conspicuous thing upon entering the yard was the 3-meter-high rose tree in the middle of the yard. Ling Feng smiled and said, "This is the first time I've seen such a tall shrub."

The yard is brightly lit, and you can clearly see that the trees are full of red-yellow gradient flowers in full bloom, and the fragrance floats faintly, fragrant and fragrant.

Ling Feng ran over to take a deep breath, and said enthusiastically: "I want to take a picture and post it on Weibo."

After Kacha Kacha finished shooting, Ling Feng opened Weibo and posted: [Rose season in Tong Yu's house. 】

Below are two pictures of roses.

It can be seen from the photos that it is night, that is to say, at night, he came to Jiang Tongyu's house.

I thought that such an obvious show of affection would reap a wave of envy, jealousy and hatred from single dogs towards him, as well as throwing dog food and lemons, but I didn't expect that the number one hot comment was:

[Mr. Ling heard that you can fly? 】