Chapter 36 The unlucky

Cheng Wenjun’s face darkened.

He seemed to no longer try to pretend to be gentle and elegant, but asked in a very unkind tone: "Xiaoyan and I have a legal relationship, why can't he come?"

"Oh, I'm just curious." Cheng Wen'an put his hands in his pockets and walked around Dadada walked into the office, "Everyone down here is in a mess, you still have the leisure and elegance to do it-"

He looked at it: "Repairing the coffee machine?" He

said it very sarcastically, but it did seem to make sense.

"Correction." Shen Boyan interrupted, "I am repairing it, he is busy."

Cheng Wen'an shrugged helplessly.

He seemed to be familiar with this office. He strolled around the guest table and sat down on the sofa.

"Brother, everyone downstairs is blaming the blame." Cheng Wen'an said in a strange tone, "They are all clamoring for you, the boss, to speak." Cheng Wenjun frowned.

Shen Boyan pricked his ears and listened while picking at the coffee beans embedded in the machine.

"Of course they have to solve the problems they caused themselves." Cheng Wenjun said coldly.

"That's what I say, but the leak this time is very serious." Cheng Wen'an crossed his legs and looked at Cheng Wenjun like this, "There are still people who want me to make decisions - of course I can't go beyond brother Will you make the decision for you?"

Cheng Wenjun's frown deepened: "This is not your business."

"It's really pitiful that they seek medical treatment in a hurry." Cheng Wen'an shrugged, his tone strange.

Shen Boyan finally dug out the coffee beans.

He tried it and the coffee machine hummed and started working.

The sudden sound interrupted the conversation between the two people. Cheng Wen'an sat up straight and looked back at Shen Boyan, who only glanced back lightly.

The two people's eyes met in mid-air. Cheng Wen'an laughed: "Shen Boyan, don't you want to fight with me now?"

"You talk a lot," Shen Boyan said.

Cheng Wen'an snorted and stood up from the sofa: "Then I'm going!" Just go.

Shen Boyan was too lazy to pay attention to him.

"I'm really leaving!" Cheng Wen'an emphasized.

"...If you want to leave, just leave." Cheng Wenjun exhaled heavily, as if he was too annoyed to hold it in anymore.

Shen Boyan glanced at him and didn't even say goodbye. ...

Shen Boyan only said a few words to help Cheng Wenjun, but Cheng Wenjun himself was visibly happy.

He sighed and looked at Shen Boyan, as if complaining: "Xiaoyan, the company has encountered a lot of things recently."

"What happened?" Shen Boyan asked.

"The new product we developed has been leaked." Cheng Wenjun said, "We are currently investigating."

"Then you are very busy." Shen Boyan straightened up slightly, as if he wanted to leave.

Cheng Wenjun was stunned.

"...It's a bit."

But he didn't want to let Shen Boyan leave just like that: "Xiaoyan, if you have nothing to do in the morning, can you wait for me? Let's have dinner together at noon."

"Oh, okay." Shen Boyan Nodding optionally. ...

After receiving a positive answer, Cheng Wenjun left with satisfaction.

He left in a hurry and disappeared from Shen Boyan's sight in the blink of an eye.

Shen Boyan walked around the office twice and stood in front of his desk.

The desk is probably where Cheng Wenjun spends his time every day, and it seems to be much more popular than the room.

Shen Boyan took a cursory glance and saw that there were many things scattered on the table, including documents and personal belongings.

A lot, maybe he can gain something today.

After sending Cheng Wenjun away, he finally had time to search the office.

The rich bamboo potted plant on the table was wilting and looked like it was dying. The files are really messy and they don’t seem to be organized at all. Shen Boyan glanced at it casually, a little suspicious of how Cheng Wenjun worked in an orderly manner every day.

He didn't know if there were cameras in the office, and he didn't dare to move too much. He could only pretend to be aimless and look around casually.

When he found nothing on his desk, he turned around. But when he was about to walk to the lounge, the office door was pushed open again.

Shen Boyan turned around and saw that Cheng Wen'an had left and returned.

Shen Boyan immediately stopped.

Cheng Wen'an touched his hair like a dog and pushed down the few strands of hair that were raised on the top of his head.

The two looked at each other in silence. Cheng Wen'an was the first to laugh and said, "Still here." Otherwise?

Shen Boyan thought this question was nonsense and ignored him.

"My brother was quarreling with them down below." Cheng Wen'an stretched out and said, "I was beaten."

"Ah..." Shen Boyan didn't care much about Cheng Wenjun, but he had to answer, so he glanced at him, " "Then why are you here?"

"I am an outsider and was driven away," Cheng Wen'an explained with a shrug.

Shen Boyan looked forward to him leaving quickly, and couldn't help but feel a little irritated.

"This is Cheng Wenjun's office." Shen Boyan chased him, "Aren't you going back to your own office?"

"I don't have an office." Cheng Wen'an said, "I'm just a bum in this company."

He sighed: "After all, It's my brother, so I can only trouble him."

"..." Shen Boyan was speechless.

"He originally promised to give me an office." Cheng Wen'an suddenly stared at Shen Boyan, "Now he's regretting it... A man's mouth is a liar."

"When did he say that? I haven't heard of it. ." Shen Boyan looked at him, "Are you talking nonsense?"

"Is my credibility so bad?" Cheng Wen'an was surprised. Difference?

Shen Boyan is not easy to evaluate.

But indeed, if it was really what Cheng Wenjun promised before, then it would be normal for Cheng Wenjun not to remember it now.

But why would Cheng Wenjun have such a deal with him?

When did their relationship get so good?

Shen Boyan thought about it and said perfunctorily: "Then I can't control it."

"Why can't I control it?" Cheng Wen'an didn't believe in evil, "You are my sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law can't control it either." Shen Boyan frowned, "You're still here, aren't you afraid that Cheng Wenjun will come back and talk to you?"

"You two are really of the same mind, working together to drive me away." Cheng Wen'an's words were filled with sadness.

Shen Boyan didn't accept this trick.

He wanted to continue chasing people away, so he replied coldly: "Don't bother."

Cheng Wen'an showed a hurt expression.

Of course he was not satisfied with Shen Boyan's evaluation. Just as he opened his mouth, there was a burst of noise in the corridor.

"...Cheng Wenjun!" Someone seemed to be shouting.

Shen Boyan was stunned.

Before he understood what was happening, Cheng Wen'an suddenly straightened up, showing an expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy.

"Cheng Wenjun, get the fuck out of here!" The man's voice approached quickly.

No matter how slow Shen Boyan is, he can still tell that this person is evil.

But he came to see Cheng Wenjun, what does it have to do with them?

Almost subconsciously, Shen Boyan pulled Cheng Wen'an and tried to hide in the lounge next to the office.

He pressed the doorknob several times, but the door to the lounge didn't budge. Oh haha. The door is locked.

Shen Boyan pulled a few times but failed to pull away.

"It's over." Cheng Wen'an was still in the mood to joke.

Shen Boyan pulled the door twice more, and the door handle made a clanking sound but remained motionless. Adding insult to injury.

"Cheng Wenjun! Cheng Wenjun!"

The person who yelled pushed open the office door. His footsteps were heavy, like an approaching hurricane. Shen Boyan turned around and met the man's bloodshot eyes.

The man was wearing a suit, but he didn't know what happened, and the suit had become wrinkled. The hair was probably fixed well with hairspray originally, but now it was stuck in all directions, looking very embarrassed.

Shen Boyan remembered in a daze that they seemed to have met this person while waiting for the elevator.

This man obviously recognized him as the one who was being put on Cheng Wenjun's shoulders. When he saw Shen Boyan, his eyes changed instantly.

"You bitches, why don't you die!"

His voice was hoarse and unpleasant.

Shen Boyan suddenly felt bad, and just as he was about to retreat, the man suddenly threw out the cell phone he had been holding tightly in his hand.

The phone drew an arc.

Then there was a loud bang that hit Shen Boyan on the forehead.

With a dull sound, sharp pain shot up on his forehead.

Shen Boyan's vision went dark, he stumbled and fell to the ground.