"I'm so pissed off! My wife has been missing for 24 hours, and there's not a single phone call! Not only a phone call, but not a single text message!"
It was already dusk outside the bay window, and various unknown signboards began to reflect a bright halo.
"Zheng Yucheng, you are a bit too big this time! I can't cure you, can I? Delete the text message immediately and call back within a minute. I will pretend that nothing happened last night, otherwise you will pack it up now Get ready to leave with your luggage!”
After the text message was sent, Song Zhuxuan gently shook the red wine glass in his hand with a proud expression.
"Auntie, what's wrong with you?"
"It's just that her memory has deteriorated early, but it's not as serious as you think. After all, she is in her 60s. Forgetfulness is the norm at that age."
Ming Yao, who had just finished the finishing work, turned his head and looked at Yu Cheng in surprise. Yu Cheng's face was gloomy, and the face reflected on the computer screen was indescribably complicated.
"What happened to Mr. Zheng?" Shen Zhenghuan still had his characteristic expressionless face, while other colleagues looked surprised. In short, everyone in the entire office area except Chengmei was staring at Yucheng.
"Hey! Juhyun! It's me."
Seeing the smile on Yu Cheng's stiff lips, everyone returned their faces that were leaning out of their seats, but their ears were still listening.
"Are you going too far? How could you let me, as your wife, send you a text message first?"
Zhuxuan still said the same creepy lines. After hearing this, Yucheng changed his gloomy expression and gradually smiled cheerfully.
"Are you still in the hotel?"
"I've been up all night, and now you're asking me so brazenly whether I'm still in the hotel? My self-esteem has been severely damaged. Please think about how to compensate me, otherwise the next phone call will be my father asking you to hold him accountable in person. It's over." Contrary to Yucheng, Zhuxuan, who originally looked arrogant, is now looking out the window with a sullen face. She has put her hands down, and she is not holding them tightly. In short, anyone who sees that angry look will get a headache. .
"I'm sorry Juhyun, I really miss you, please go home quickly."
Sweat dripped down from the foreheads of all the colleagues, especially Jin Zhiyuan, who frowned slightly and looked at Yucheng with a look of disgust. Yu Cheng's dark eyes turned and looked at her.
"Besides, an apology of this level has no sincerity at all."
The rude Zhu Hyun unexpectedly didn't get angry. After pressing the speakerphone button, he happily put his cell phone on the table and lazily sipped red wine while overlooking the magnificent view of Anseong below the peak.
"Honey, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made you angry. Can I stay with you and my father-in-law all day this weekend? I guarantee with my personality that as long as it is Zhuxuan's request, I will do it." "I'm begging you so humbly, just give me this chance to change my past, my wife Zhuhyun."
Yucheng's sense of justice was bought by money. It seemed that he didn't simply need money, but was completely drowning in money and false fame. Cui Inhyuk opened his mouth exaggeratedly, and his coffee partner seemed to be drunk, laughing, joking, and whispering to imitate. Even the two supervisors Sun Meiyu and Shin Zhenghuan, who had always been strict in their management, made various strange facial micro-movements. As a best friend, Zhou Mingyao also found it funny, but he didn't dare to behave like them because Yu Cheng glanced at his colleagues and their faces were already distorted into a fierce look.
"Because you are so sincere, I will give you this step. However, if you dare to do something you don't usually do again! Be careful, I will fire you. Then you will become a penniless pauper again!" "
In the eyes of colleagues around him, Yucheng is considered to have a lot of skills. When facing his colleagues, he has a fierce and fierce look on his face, but every time he responds to the phone, he becomes a submissive and warm man with a smile. Even branch president Cui Inhyuk felt a deep sense of "admiration" for Yu Chengrong's magnanimity.
"In this way, you just need to wait for me at the hotel door at 4 o'clock in the morning. I haven't been out for a long time. I want to have a full body spa. It will be around 9 o'clock in the evening. I also have to go to the bar with my good friends to stay up all night."
"I know." Yu Cheng's eyebrows knitted together, then relaxed.
"By the way, my bestie is calling, please hang up now."
Yucheng's apology didn't seem to be taken seriously. Without saying a word, he hung up the phone and put it in his pocket. At this moment, three sounds of bang, bang, and bang were suddenly heard in succession. Yu Cheng was startled, and quickly looked back to find that his coffee partner and three female colleagues, Min He, had their legs weak and their heads hit the storage box in the same posture. The back of Ming Yao's head was pressed against Yucheng's workstation, his mouth opened wide, and a thick snoring laughter came from his mouth. Cui Inhe, who had no way to avoid it, had to wave to Yucheng.
