Chapter 1700

ing over, he didn't restrain himself but became even more agitated. 。"What's going on" Gu Chi frowned and asked Yang Zhao. 。"Mr. Gu, the incident of Chi Yao Group leaking customer data has exploded o...What's lost, Shen Jue You're not a masochist, to even remember that domineering woman. However, if someone could give him another chance to see her, Shen Jue thought, he probably wouldn't refuse.

The four large characters of Shangguan Group shone brightly under the sun. Shen Jie locked her car and shielded her eyes from the glare with her hand. The sun was too strong today. She walked into the building, shielding her eyes all the way. The security guards at the entrance saw her in formal attire and bowed deeply despite not recognizing her.

Stepping into the reception hall of Shanguan Group, what catches your eye is a golden reception desk. This makes Shen Ji, who had just been blinded by the sun, feel even more dazzling, with a sense of vulgarity like that of a landlord's house.

There are quite a lot of pruned green potted plants. Most people who work in companies have good eyesight, and plants can also protect the eyes very well. On the leather sofa next to it, several bosses-like figures were sitting watching their phones and sipping tea.

"May I ask who you're looking for" the front desk receptionist asked with a polite, official smile.

Shenjue smiled more formally than her: "I'd like to meet your chairman."

"The chairman needs an appointment in advance. May I ask if you have made one" the front desk lady asked politely.

Shen Jue shook his head, then took out a business card from his suit pocket. The front desk receptionist took it and gently told him, "The Chairman's office is on the 26th floor."

Shen Jue walked towards the elevator, found the button for the 26th floor, and when the elevator doors slowly closed, leaving only a gap as wide as a palm, Shen Jue thought there was something wrong with the elevator, so he pressed the internal intercom button again. As he pressed the button, a piercing scream almost pierced his eardrums.

Shen Ju only then discovered that a slender, white hand was being pressed against the almost closing door gap. He realized what was happening and quickly pressed the open button. The woman outside rushed in hurriedly.

"I'm sorry," Shen Jue said.

"Didn't I hold the elevator door How are you closing the elevator door again"

Shen Jue's heart skipped a beat when he heard the sound. He turned his head to look at the girl beside him, who was still rubbing her injured hand.

"I was saying, how come..." She tilted her head up as she spoke, her gaze landing on the towering figure beside her. Their eyes met—his were deep and perceptive.

"It's you!" both exclaimed.

Shangguan Nana quickly turned her face away, she chuckled softly: "What do you say we call this Enemies meeting on a narrow road"

"It seems I'm the bad guy in your eyes. I even helped you fix your car last time…" Shen Juan replied.

If you hadn't said anything, it would have been fine. But once you did, Shangguan Nana held up her hand, the one he had crushed in the door, and waved it in front of him a few times. The spot where her hand was injured was clearly red: "Look, you just pressed my hand, doesn't that even things out"

The conversation seemed to be able to proceed only this far. The two people faced each other in silence. As the floor number kept rising, Shen Jue felt a tightness in her heart, as if there was something that she would never have a chance to say if she didn't say it now. Her destination was the 20th floor, and as they neared it, Shen Jue did something she hadn't even considered before.

He broke the awkward silence between the two of them. His voice wasn't loud, but in this small elevator, even a little sound seemed to echo: "Your hand, are you alright... "

Shangguan Nana was obviously startled by his sudden question. They had only met twice, but the impression he left on her was that of a sharp-tongued and ruthless person. Yet, he asked about her hand so "kindly." For a moment, she forgot about the injury on her hand, feeling a creepy and inexplicable sensation all over.

Fortunately, the elevator arrived at the twentieth floor just then. The elevator doors slowly opened, and Shangguan Nana smoothed her hair and casually said, "It's nothing, I'm leaving."ns, thinking that if he ignored them, they would find it boring and leave on their own.But after a while, none of them spoke, and only a circle of reporters who were getting more and more excited rema...