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Chapter 52 Mr. Luo is not quite right(1/2)

After more than ten minutes, the car was slowly parked at the entrance of the community.

Yang Yang got out of the car and said something.

"Thank you, beautiful girl, be careful when driving on the road."

"Yeah, I got it."

Without her husband beside her, Xu Yan suddenly lost her sense of security and did not dare to drive too fast and slowly turn the front of the car.

Yang Yang stood aside and watched, and Uncle Wang happened to come over at this time.

"Xiao Yang, you're off work, your wife..."

Uncle Wang looked at Xu Yan who was turning the front of the car in confusion. Yang Yang immediately took it back.

"She is still at work and will not be back in a while."

Yang Yang said, and found that Xu Yan turned around and drove back. There was a driving recorder installed under the rearview mirror on the car. He smiled and waved at Xu Yan.

"Driving slowly on the road is not on the highway. No one tells you if you drive slowly."

"knew."

Xu Yan responded, and nodded to Uncle Wang with a smile, as if he had said hello.

But Uncle Wang doesn't understand.

"I haven't seen the car you bought before."

"It was not bought, it was lent to her by my wife's boss."

"Your wife's boss? You can't be a man." Mr. Wang was obviously thinking about something bad.

Yang Yang smiled bitterly, "Uncle Wang, what are you thinking? My wife was introduced to the company. Do you think her boss is a man, can I rest assured?"

"It's better if you're not a man. Since Xiao Yang, your wife is in the same company as you, you should be careful, and she will be kidnapped by someone else." Uncle Wang continued with concern.

Yang Yang nodded repeatedly, "I understand. When I go back tonight, I will install satellite positioning software on her phone."

"I don't understand satellites, just have a clear idea in your heart."

After nagging, Uncle Wang walked into the community with a few bags of vegetables in his hand. Yang Yang looked at the direction where Uncle Wang came and also raised his foot toward the vegetable market.

On the other hand, in order to get familiar with the car, Xu Yan drove two laps near the company and finally drove the car back to the company and parked it in the parking lot.

Back on the ninth floor, most people have already gotten off work, only the office lights of Rofen are still on.

Xu Yan began to sincerely admire Rofen. She was able to take the position of financial director at her age, and she had made a lot of money for it.

Knocked at the office door.

"Please come in."

As Luo Fen's cold voice fell, Xu Yan walked into the office.

"Mr. Luo, how long will it take for you to go back?"

"Have your husband been sent home?"

"Well, if you want to be busy for a while, I'll be here to accompany you."

"No, don't say that some people say I will destroy the harmony between you and your husband."

Rofen said as he stood up from the seat and slightly tried his injured leg. It was still very painful. It was probably a while before.

"After I'm sending me back later, you can drive the car home. Just pick me up after sending your husband every morning."

"Mr. Luo, you don't need to take care of me like this."

It is false to say that she is not moved. If it weren't for Luo Fen, she was also a woman, Xu Yan would have suspected that she had other intentions for her.

Rofen finally turned off the computer, raised his crutch, turned off the office floor lamp, and then said:

"You are just my assistant, not my personal assistant. I send me home, not in your position, I borrow your car, and you send me home. This is our private transaction."

While talking, Luo Fen took Xu Yan out of the office and walked towards the elevator.

Xu Yan closed the office door and hurriedly followed.

After entering the elevator, Luo Fen looked at Xu Yan who was standing beside her and suddenly said something again.

"Who can cook with you or your husband?"

"He and I can do it."

"Then let's bring your lunch box to the company to eat from now on. The person you are looking for today should be your target at lunch."

"No way, Mr. Luo, did you see it?" Xu Yan was a little worried. Luo Fen discovered the secret between her and Yang Yang, which was difficult to explain now.

"No, but I probably guessed it." Rofen remembered that he saw the screen at the window at noon today, and he had almost locked the target.

Did you guess that you were targeted by someone when you went out to eat? What's wrong?

Xu Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

"I understand. When I go back tonight, I will prepare with my husband."

During the conversation, the elevator arrived at the underground garage again.

After her husband's hands and legs were taught, Xu Yan was basically confident in Cairofen's car.

He sent Rofen all the way back to the downstairs of the apartment where she lived.

Working hours are always long and short.

And the working time where I can eat my wife’s tofu and drink water from time to time is only a short time left.

Friday is coming in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Yang Yang was taken by Xu Yan in Luo Fen's car to the company's door to monitor the road sections of the other places to get off the bus.

Then he watched his wife drive to pick up Rofen.

But it doesn’t matter if my wife leaves, the bento she makes is still there.

Through the box, Yang Yang smelled the bento made by his wife, felt happy and walked towards the company gate.

The bento made by Xu Yan is still the same as her personality. She puts the seasonings too carefully, which makes the taste lighter.

But it doesn't matter. He made her bento. He deliberately added more seasonings for two dishes, and just had two people mixed to eat.

After entrusting Mr. Luo's blessing, Yang Yang did not expect that he and his wife had graduated and worked, and could experience the experience of having dinner with high school students in comics.

Full of anticipation for noon, Yang Yang walked into the company and checked in to the elevator.

As soon as he came out of the elevator and had not yet sat on his work station, Wang Ying called him with a call.

"Hey, what's wrong with Brother Wang?"

"Have you done all the project information I gave you?"

"All done, I will proofread it again today and I will be ready to send it to your email."

"No need, just send it to my email address. I'll help you proofread it remotely. This project is more urgent."

It should be the critical period for bidding.

Yang Yang understood Wang Ying's mood at this time, but fortunately he didn't obediently finish it in a week.

Otherwise, Wang Ying would probably have become an ant on the hot pan.

In fact, Yang Yang had already proofreaded yesterday, and opened the computer and sent the file directly to Wang Ying's email.

Afterwards, nothing else happened. Yang Yang took out his mobile phone's memory card and encrypted the video about his wife in his mobile phone.

After doing all this, Yang Yang was idle, put his phone on the desk and opened WeChat.

Yang Yang: Wife, I miss you again.

It took a long time before Xu Yan sent the message back.

Xu Yan: Don’t bother me. Something is wrong with Mr. Luo today, I have to be careful.

Yang Yang: OK

It probably was because of the bidding project.

Unlike ordinary communities, Jinsheng Home is a high-end community. The company attaches great importance to this project, and even Luo Fen personally participated in it.

Thinking of this, Yang Yang couldn't help but feel surprised again.

Why not give such an important project to a project team with more staff?

Is it not valued simply because it is a sample of the scheme attached to the bidding information?

Just as he was thinking, Chu Wangtian's head came out again, "Hey, Brother Yang, are you very idle? Can you help me with something?"

Seeing King Chu Tian’s charming expression, he knew what was happening in his mouth.

"Take it, for your name, I will help you with some, and I will not be an example for this one time."

"Okay, I knew Brother Yang, you are a good person."

After saying that, King Tian of Chu immediately put a stack of information on Yang Yang's table.
To be continued...
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