Forced into a flash marriage, the cold-faced CEO asks for kisses every day

When we arrived at the downstairs of Platinum Headquarters, it was almost six o'clock in the evening.

It was already dusk, but the most prosperous area of ​​City A was already lit up with all kinds of gorgeous lights.

After thanking the driver and getting out of the car, Jiang Yun stood in the wide open space in front of the building and looked up.

On the roof of the building in front of me are two shining characters "Principal", and there are actually some floor-to-ceiling windows on the middle floor that are sparsely lit on Sunday night.

What a hateful capitalist.

She stepped into the simple yet grand lobby on the first floor, walked directly to the front desk, and told the little girl at the front desk her purpose according to the words he had given her before.

I don’t know if the front desk girl has already experienced a lot of training, or she is new to the workplace. She was not surprised when Jiang Yun said, "I have to go to the top CEO office to find the president." She even smiled and asked her to wait. Get in touch and ask.

Who can I ask on the weekend? Is it possible to directly ask President Lin Da himself?

Jiang Yun politely thanked her.

She was not in a hurry, so she calmly walked aside to look around curiously at the design of the Platinum Hall. One side of the wall is decorated with a huge but intricately carved rockery. On the rockery, a small stream of water flows slowly, making a slight gurgling sound.

Next to it hangs a large piece of cursive calligraphy with flying dragons and phoenixes, and only the two characters "Principal Rui" are written on the entire paper. The calligraphy is really good, with vigorous and powerful strokes and flowing movements.

She followed the words and looked at the small letters in the lower right corner. The signature was...Lin Wenqing?

This signature seems a bit familiar. Where else did she see him coming?

Jiang Yun thought for a long time, but had no clue. This feeling of clearly having memory fragments but not being able to remember the details is really maddening.

"Ma'am," the girl at the front desk called her.

Jiang Yun came to her senses and walked back to the front desk with a few quick steps carrying the thermal bag.

The girl at the front desk smiled sweetly, and there was no hint of perfunctory or politeness at all.

She stretched out her hand to point Jiang Yun in the general direction, "Go straight ahead and turn right. You can take the elevator over there to go straight to the top floor. After you get out of the elevator, walk a short distance along the corridor and you will see the President's Office. Mr. Lin should be on the top floor now. Conference Room 1.”

Jiang Yun instantly looked at her with admiration.

It was so detailed. Platinum was dozens of stories high, and the girl at the front desk who was on duty on weekends actually knew the CEO's office on the top floor very well. She was really impressed.

Unlike the front desk of her company, when I went to interviews before, I could only tell me the floor and faltered when I asked about other things.

She thanked him gratefully and followed her instructions to go upstairs with the thermal bag in her hand.

This road was brightly lit and unobstructed, but it was filled with an indescribable strangeness.

For example, there was no registration at the front desk, so she, a stranger who was visiting for the first time, was let in so easily.

For example, no authorization or identity verification is required to use the elevator that goes directly to the president's office on the top floor.

For example, there were many lights on the middle floor of the building, but there were sensor lights on the top floor, which lit up one by one as she walked. There was no popularity at all, no one was even there along the way.

Passing by a large open office with a sign of President's Office, Jiang Yun took a curious look and saw that there were documents on every desktop, but no one was inside.

Further ahead is the president's independent office, which should be where Lin Jianyang usually works in City A, right?

The door is now closed, and no one can be seen inside. She boldly knocked on the door several times, but no one answered.

Jiang Yun suddenly remembered what the girl at the front desk said just now, "Mr. Lin should be in the conference room No. 1 now."

She patted her forehead remorsefully and continued walking forward.

She does have fish-like memories now and then. Is it true that one pregnancy will make you stupid for three years?

Approaching the first large conference room with ground glass walls, Jiang Yun vaguely saw two people confronting each other on the left and right inside. The soundproofing effect of the conference room is very good, and you can't hear the words inside at all.

Since it was business and she was still in the conference room, she shouldn't interrupt.

She was just making up her mind to retreat to the CEO's office and wait for him to finish the meeting before looking for him again, when she saw the figure on the right suddenly walked over and opened the glass door of the conference room, but let go the moment she opened it.

The door to the conference room was no longer closed, and faint voices could be heard coming from the crack in the door.

"Jian Yang, when did you become so stubborn?"

It was the voice of a mature woman, with a hint of intimacy.

Jiang Yun's mind went blank for a moment.

She didn't dare to breathe out, and held the handle of the thermal bag tightly with both hands, for fear that her breathing would interrupt the conversation across the wall.

The man on the left remained silent and did not answer.

The woman continued, with an implicit accusation in her words, "Didn't we agree that if we are thirty and have not yet started a family, can we contract and get married?"

contract? marry? How is this going?

Jiang Yun realized that what she was hearing now might not be official business anymore. No matter when the people inside would come out or what ambiguous words they said, eavesdropping was not the behavior of a gentleman. She should leave immediately.

Before she could leave, the woman inside seemed to be getting no response from Lin Jianyang and began to become excited.

"Uncle and aunt have always liked me, and you don't hate me. Why on earth?!"

"That's just a child's talk, it can't be taken seriously."

Lin Jianyang finally spoke quietly.

"What's wrong with Tong Yan? I've always taken it seriously! Besides, after so many years, Awu Ruyu has been together, shouldn't it be natural for us to be together? What are you worried about?! Which woman can understand you better than me?"

"Ah Fei, let's just say it again."

Lin Jianyang's deep voice began to become colder, with a hint of anger that he was trying to contain.

Jiang Yun could completely imagine how low-pressure Lin Jianyang felt when he spoke like this.

Could it be that they were also classmates and old acquaintances? And got approval from uncles and aunts?

Now she is simply riding a tiger.

She stayed and continued listening, really afraid of hearing something that would make her feel uneasy.

She hurriedly left to avoid it, but only the CEO's office door was open on the entire floor. If she moved now, her figure and voice would inevitably be captured by the people inside.

what to do? To go or not to go?

"What's going on? You won't be angry with me! And what I said is the truth! Is there a woman around you now? Just give her some money to drive her away, isn't it all for your money? You If you don’t want to, I’ll pay for it!”

The woman couldn't be more angry, and the more she talked, the more excited she became, and she even wanted to walk directly to him on high heels.

Lin Jianyang raised his hand, straightened his fingers slightly, and made a stop gesture to her.

His deep eyes were fixed on her figure, as if as long as she took a step forward, she would step into a range that he could not tolerate.

His eyebrows were raised, his eyes were as dark as night, and he opened his lips solemnly every word.

"Yes, I have a partner."