Dongfang Han: "I miss you too! I still need to stay for a few more days."
"Didn't you say you would come back next week?" Mo Duoduo appeared on the screen, with a red face and a little wet bangs.
Dongfang Han: "There are still some things that have not been settled. Is G City so hot?"
Mo Duoduo: "Yeah, it's over 20 degrees. Climbing the mountain makes me so tired that I can't even catch up."
"Thank you!" Dongfang Han knew that she didn't like sports and wished he could fly back to replace her. "Just play at home when you are tired. Don't spoil him."
Mo Duoduo: "You have to go out and breathe some fresh air! Besides, it's fun to go out and play."
Dongfang Han pursed his lips slightly and said calmly: "You just care about your own happiness and don't come to see me!"
"Brother, tomorrow is Monday!" Mo Duoduo said in a soft voice, "Do you think I run the hospital? If you want to rest, rest!"
"Scream again." Dongfang Han slowly raised the corners of his mouth.
"What?" Mo Duoduo paused for a few seconds before reacting. He entered the room with his mobile phone and a smile in his eyes, "Brother, you are so handsome today! Are you free tonight? Let's make a date!"
Dongfang Han is rarely seen wearing sunglasses.
The dark sunglasses covered almost half of his face, but they still couldn't conceal his innately powerful aura.
The perfectly contoured jawline and slightly pursed thin lips were sexy and sultry. Mo Duoduo felt seduced and her heart was pounding.
Dongfang Han's eyes under his sunglasses were filled with desire, and his voice was low and full of danger, "Come here tonight!"
"No! I have to go to work tomorrow." Mo Duoduo still had reason to think, "Let's talk about it on the weekend."
Dongfang Han took off his sunglasses with his slender fingers and stared straight at the screen, "I'll take leave on Friday and come back after get off work on Thursday."
The lust in her eyes was undisguised, Mo Duoduo's cheeks turned red, and she was panicked by being stared at, "Let's talk about it then. Xiaobei calls me, I'm dead!"
Dongfang Han looked at the empty screen and gritted his teeth. Don't let me find out who is faking it!
On Monday, Wang Qianqian knocked on the door of Dongfang Han's office.
"Enter."
Wang Qianqian pushed the door open and said, "Big Boss, I'm sorry that the task you assigned me was not completed."
Du Jun was also there, and their eyes met. Wang Qianqian was dazed for 0.1 seconds, and then she looked calm, "The family of the deceased is so strange. They are very satisfied with our compensation plan, but they are reluctant to sign the settlement agreement. Ask her if Are there any concerns or requirements? She said no. I think she is deliberately stalling for time."
Dongfang Han: "Talk to her again today. If she doesn't agree, let her hire a lawyer and go through the legal process!"
After a pause, he added, "Of course, it's best not to go to this point."
Litigation will inevitably be used as a fuss by the media, which will have a huge impact.
Wang Qianqian nodded, "Then I'll go there now!"
Du Jun interjected from the side, "Boss, let me go and have a look too."
Dongfang Han raised his head and glanced at him, then glanced at Wang Qianqian before saying, "Okay."
Wang Qianqian wanted to refuse, but she had no position. Who could interfere with her boss's actions?
I went back to my office, packed my things, and walked to the parking lot.
After getting in the car and just fastening his seat belt, Du Jun opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
Putting her briefcase into the back seat, her movements were as smooth as if it were his car.
Wang Qianqian: "Mr. Du, don't you ask the driver to take you there?"
Du Jun smiled: "The destination is the same, why waste resources?"
Wang Qianqian said no more, started the car and set off.
The traffic in S city was always crowded, with stop-and-go traffic. Wang Qianqian was a little irritated and focused on the car in front of her. The navigation showed that it would take forty minutes.
Du Jun was in a good mood, "Were you busy yesterday? You didn't reply to my message."
"Well, I was busy and forgot." Wang Qianqian's hands held the steering wheel tightly, her joints turning white.
Du Jun: "Is there going to be... tonight?"
"Mr. Du, it's work time now!" Wang Qianqian interrupted him.
Du Jun: "Oh, I'll ask you again at twelve noon."
Wang Qianqian was speechless.
The carriage fell silent again.
Du Jun turned to look at her. His short black hair, tied behind his ears, was neat and tidy.
I discovered for the first time that girls look so good with short hair.
The earlobes are round and suspiciously red, and the profile of the face is smooth. When you purse your lips, you can see the looming dimples, which is very cute.
White shirt, thin gray short suit, and a delicate diamond watch on her slender wrist. Nine-point pants and black low heels, so good taste!
Anyway, it looks good everywhere.
The burning gaze lingered for too long, and Wang Qianqian finally couldn't help but glance at him sideways, "Have you seen enough?"
"No!" Du Jun replied without hesitation. He simply leaned his elbow against the car window, supported his head, and turned half of his body to the driver's seat. "So your eyes are so big and beautiful!"
Wang Qianqian's head buzzed, and the numb feeling in her heart came again! Is the stamina of wine strong enough to last for 48 hours?
"The light is green." Du Jun reminded, the smile in his voice too obvious.
Wang Qianqian turned her head and stopped looking at him. She clicked on the traffic radio station and listened carefully.
Finally we arrived at our destination, which was a very old residential building.
Wang Qianqian parked the car, opened the back seat, picked up her briefcase, and walked towards the stairs.
Du Jun followed closely behind him, "Which floor is on which floor?"
"801." Wang Qianqian has been here five times. She skillfully turned on the flashlight function of her mobile phone, pushed open the virtual security door, and walked up the stairs.
too dark! It took a few seconds for my eyes to adjust.
Du Jun also turned on the flashlight on his cell phone. The stairs were dark and damp, the walls were mottled and covered with small advertisements, the plaster on the walls fell off, and the air was filled with an unpleasant smell of mold and rot.
Du Jun had never been to a place like this before, so he walked carefully, not wanting to be covered in dust.
Wang Qianqian in front walked very fast as if she were walking on flat ground.
Lawyers are used to seeing all kinds of people in this kind of living place, especially families in need of legal aid. This situation is very common.
After walking to the sixth floor in one breath, Wang Qianqian stopped breathing a little short of breath.
Du Jun stretched out his hand, "Shall I help you get the bag?"
Wang Qianqian refused: "No, it's not heavy."
Du Jun didn't seem to understand and stretched out his hand to cover the back of her hand holding the briefcase. Wang Qianqian had to let go.
"You bitch! How long has it been since my son died? You just ignore me! You keep your money so tight! Do you want to sneak away?"
The old man's hysterical cursing could be heard upstairs, which was very clear in the quiet corridor.
"Mom, there is no such thing! Xiao An still has to go to school, how can I leave?"
Wang Qianqian whispered: "It's Mrs. Zhang's voice."
Mrs. Zhang is the wife of the deceased they are looking for.
After saying that, he quickly walked up and stopped when he came to the stairs between the eighth and seventh floors.
