Reborn Queen Fan

The car soon stopped downstairs at NEXT's company, and Tang Yu got out of the car with a calm expression. He didn't have work tonight, but he can go to Andy's office to sit for a while and think about tomorrow's H&M Sky Show .

It was already dark, and most of the administrative staff in the normal office had already left work, only a few overtime staff and models and agents who still had schedules were still staying in the company.

Except for the occasional sound of music and conversation coming from a certain room, the whole building has always maintained a quiet atmosphere.

But this calm was broken after a scream.

The costume assistant with braids and big eyes stared in disbelief at the god-like figure who suddenly "fallen" in front of her.

The tailoring is simple but made of high-grade camel hair with a stand-up collar suit. The blond hair is scattered on the shoulders, but there is no slack in the slightest. There is only a clean and neat indifference. The emperor of the fashion circle appeared in front of her without warning.

"Duke...Mr. Duke." Unaware of the crowd slowly gathering around him, the little assistant just looked at Harris with admiration.

The ears were directly impacted by the noise, and the blond noble frowned in displeasure.

"Master." After parking the car, Allen followed his master.

Looking at the slowly gathering crowd, Allen said in Harris's ear, "Master Tang, you should have gone to his agent's office."

Not long ago, his elder brother had told him that it was best to keep abreast of Young Master Tang's movements, and it seemed that it came in handy again now.

Tang Yu, who had arrived at Andy's office via the elevator, paused when he opened the door. Why did he feel that there was some commotion downstairs.

However, he has been tense since the shooting in the morning, but he didn't intend to find out what happened. He pushed open the door of Andy's office. Tang Yu didn't even turn on the light, just sitting on the sofa for guests. sat down.

So Tang Yu didn't notice that the NEXT building suddenly started to become brightly lit, and even some NEXT executives who had already been intoxicated in the beauty town were wearing their belts and preparing to come here.

Of course, this also included Tang Yu's hard-pressed manager who heard the wind and almost choked on the delicious food, but was dedicated to his work and got out the phone.

"Hello, Andy." Tang Yu took out the vibrating cell phone in his pocket, and looked at the caller ID, but it was Andy.

"Hello, Don, where are you now?"

"I, I'm in NEXT your office." Tang Yu was a little strange, and Andy's voice sounded a little anxious.

"You're in my office! The whole NEXT building is messed up, don't you feel it?"

"Mess?" Tang Yu tilted his head in the dark, "I did hear some commotion before I went upstairs, did something happen?"

"Don..." Andy on the other side of the phone remembered wanting to jump, "You stay in the office obediently, I'll come over right now."

"Okay." Although he really wanted to ask Andy what happened, his manager had already hung up the phone.

However, the doubts in his heart did not last long, because soon someone gave Tang Yu the answer.

Watching the office door open and close before her eyes, Tang Yu instantly felt her head grow bigger.

"Why." Harris looked at Tang Yu condescendingly. The blond aristocrat couldn't understand Tang Yu's strange behavior before. He naturally had the drive to find answers to the things he was interested in.

"Long sentences or something, and counting on these things, I'm a fool." Tang Yu, who had no strength to get angry, sat on the sofa without image, muttering in a low voice.

However, Harris' staring gaze was so oppressive that Tang Yu could only dryly explain it again, "Mr. Harris, I really can't understand the meaning of your word."

Unchanged, the office fell into silence as before, and the sound from the only clock on the table was particularly obvious, but no one paid attention.

Tang Yu looked at Harris, who was frowning and looking at him seriously, as if he was really thinking about what he said.