A pillow of greed, the president asks for a divorce

In the end, someone went out angrily, and Ye Wushuang took his briefcase to the company, and the driver of the He family sent it there. After arriving, he kindly reminded her: "Young Madam, after you go in, go directly to the Young Master. Secretary, come out as soon as possible, I'll wait for you here."

Ye Wushuang smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you, Uncle Wen."

Then, she got out of the car and walked towards the company's office building.

Uncle Wen sighed behind her, a little worried, this little girl was simple-minded, she didn't think much about the troubles she would have if she came to deliver the documents, but the young master had a face that was disastrous to the country and the people, and all the female employees in the company were right He stared at it.

Although the lady from the Gusu family pretended to be well-behaved and sensible in front of the young master, she was actually arrogant and domineering in her bones. Coupled with her family background, no one in the company dared to do anything to her.

But young mistress... hey!She can only ask for her own blessing!

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After Ye Wushuang entered the building, he went to the front desk and asked, "Which floor is your secretary, Mr. He?"

The receptionist gave her a surprised look, then stood up abruptly, "Are you...?"

Although the wedding was rushed that day, and the He family also prohibited the media from publishing frontal photos, you can still vaguely see the outline from the side, the bride that day and the person in front of her - they really look alike!

Ye Wushuang smiled, "Mr. He has something to do today and will be late to the company, so he asked me to bring over the things I need for the meeting."

"No, I'm asking... Are you the lady who married Mr. He that day?" The front desk lady seemed very excited, and she was also full of curiosity about this question.

Ye Wushuang pursed her lips, "Sorry, can you tell me which floor Mr. He's secretary is on?"

The front desk lady was taken aback for a moment, and then the excitement on her face disappeared completely, and she changed into a neutral expression, with a bad tone, "Wait!"

After saying that, she made a phone call, probably to He Jingshen's secretary, saying that someone downstairs was looking for her.

The secretary had already received a call from He Jingshen, and said, "Let her come up."

The lady at the front desk gave Ye Wushuang a bad look, "Go up, the 28th floor."

"Thank you."

She thanked her politely, but the person behind her snorted coldly. Ye Wushuang paused for a while, pretending she didn't hear it, and continued walking towards the elevator.

Because it has passed the rush hour, she is the only one waiting for the elevator now.

Not a while after entering the elevator, suddenly the lights inside flickered a few times, then the elevator shook violently a few times, and after a bang, it was pitch black.

Ye Wushuang's breath was stagnant, and he immediately took out his mobile phone from his bag, then turned on the flashlight, and looked around.

The elevator stopped, and the whole space was a bit tilted. There was a very small crack in the elevator door, but no light came in from outside.

She tried to stand up, but the sloping landing made her unable to control her balance well. She finally reached for the emergency phone on the wall, but found that she couldn't communicate with the outside world at all.

It's bad!

She lowered her head and looked at her phone, but fortunately the battery was full and there was a signal, otherwise she would really blame herself for not checking the almanac when she went out, her character is so bad!

She found He Jingshen's number from her contacts, and she called...

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