Quickly wear redemption, I am a professional!

Chapter 8

Their distance and movements are clearly intimate and ambiguous like lovers, but the man's eyes are filled with ice-cold frost, cold-blooded like snakes.

The hoarse voice answered patiently.

"Believe me."

"As long as you obey."

He bent over and tilted his head, almost touching Yan Ran's pulsating neck, hot and viscous breath sprayed on that piece of skin, sticky like a dense net.

It seemed that the lips would touch that fragile place in the next second, and the intimacy was like a sympathizer whispering: "Brother Yan, you must be obedient, otherwise, I will not be able to help you."

That surprisingly beautiful and undisciplined face seemed to be very confused, and when he blinked, he actually seemed to be obedient.

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The weather in January is the coldest time in the imperial capital.

The secretary walked in with the documents in his arms. Looking at the young and perfect entrepreneur, he felt excited and put the compiled documents on the desk. "Mr. Yan, this is the printed document."

Yan Ran stretched out her slender jade-like fingers to pinch her tired browbones, then nodded slightly, "Let it go."

The secretary couldn't help but linger on that face blessed by God for a long time before quietly leaving.

As soon as the door was closed, Yan Ran collapsed on the office chair, closed her eyes and squinted for a while.

System: [You are still sleeping, there is still a lot of work to do. 】

Yan Ran half-closed her eyes, drowsy: "I haven't learned these things before, so I can't do it."

Any order is worth hundreds of thousands or millions. As long as Yan Ran doesn't see it clearly, if he doesn't understand it, he will lose hundreds of thousands.

In the real world, Yan Ran wouldn't care about this money at all, but the original owner is the heir of the Yan family. In order to get the company's approval, he even concealed his gender. Yan Ran can't get a good company It's too embarrassing to go bankrupt.

But Yan Ran felt that she was really not made to be a boss. She felt a pain in her head when she looked at the densely packed words, her chest swelled, and she felt uncomfortable everywhere.

System: [If you don't know how to learn, it's useless to play badly. 】

Yan Ran: "Oh, then I may have to start building from elementary school."

System: [...Then you just wait to go bankrupt. 】

Yan Ran smiled.

But it is true as the system said, these things still have to be learned, otherwise when the company really goes bankrupt, it will be a joke. The original owner bought a gift for Bai Yueguang, and it was 100 million, or it would never be maxed out. The black card, I can't have nothing after her, it's quite shabby.

Yan Ran went to the lounge to wash her face, then took out a document with a serious face, and looked at it carefully.

In less than 5 minutes, Yan Ran's eyelids were fighting, as if they wanted to stick together.

Just when she was about to fall asleep, the customer service system used its cold electronic voice: [I'm here to wake you up! 】

A surge of electricity, Yan Ran could even hear the sound of "zilazila", and then the feeling of electric shock spread to every corner of her body, making her nerves tense immediately, and her whole body immediately became refreshed, with a trace of sleepiness. I don't care.

Yan Ran's face was so pale that it was transparent: "Thank you, let me advance next time."

#The whole person is almost dead by electricity#
System: [Hey. 】

Yan Ran panicked.

This busy, busy until very late, the company is empty, Yan Ran has never worked so hard in his previous life.

Rubbing his sore neck, Yan Ran drove back to the villa. By this time, it was already early morning.

This villa is particularly luxurious, but at the same time it looks particularly empty, without any popularity, it is so quiet that it makes people panic, and the bright lights reflect complicated light and shadow, but it is getting colder and colder.

Yan Ran's father was abroad all the year round, since Yan Ran took over the company, he rarely came back throughout the year.

Father Yan is a sentimental and sentimental person, with countless lovers around him, and he doesn't know how to control himself when he is old, Yan Ran often thinks that even if Father Yan dies, he may die in a woman's belly.

No wonder such a person as the original owner was born.

How many people have been harmed under the guise of affection.

Yan Ran washed off her exhaustion, her hair was wet and uncomfortable, she found a hair dryer to dry her hair, picked up her phone and checked, there was a missed call on it, it was Fu Yi.

Yan Ran didn't want to call back, just about to put down the phone, Fu Yi made another call.

This time, there was no way not to answer it, almost as soon as Yan Ran answered it, Fu Yi's gentle voice sounded.

"Xiao Ran, are you home?"

Yan Ran gave a low hum, showing a little indifference.

"... Are you in a bad mood today? You don't look very happy."

The man's voice was clear, worried, gentle and careful.

But he knew everything, but he still pretended to be like this, trampling on and hurting at the same time.

"I'm not unhappy, just a little tired."

The man opposite was silent.

Yan Ran didn't open her mouth either, and played with her fluffy and soft hair a few times with her fingers. After about a minute, just as she was about to hang up, a man's voice came from the phone.

"Xiao Ran."

"Ok?"

"Are you blaming me for not introducing Yiran to you earlier?"

"I didn't mean to hide it from you, but Yiran is shy. She is timid. Don't mind."

"I don't mind, it's late."

The man on the other end of the phone seemed relieved, and said with a smile, "Okay, then go to bed early."

Yan Ran hung up the phone, played with the phone for a while and then fell asleep.

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The past few days have been calm, but Yan Ran knows that the superficial calm is just fake, she is not in a hurry, Fu Ji is reborn, he wants revenge, he wants revenge, then he will take the initiative to approach.

Yan Ran didn't have to do anything, he just had to wait for the other party to throw himself into the trap.

Within a few days, a message popped up on Yan Ran's cell phone, an unfamiliar phone number, only a detailed address, no need to guess, everyone knows who sent it.

Yan Ran went on strike for a good reason, and pushed the most important thing to his special assistant.

According to the address, Yan Ran drove there, and the more he drove, the more remote it became, and he couldn't even drive in the back. Yan Ran was a little suspicious whether the other party wanted to kill people and wipe out traces, so he chose this kind of place.

In desperation, Yan Ran had no choice but to park the car aside and walked over on foot. The icy cold wind was blowing on his face, and it was bitingly cold.

Passing through the narrow alley, a series of low-rise old residential buildings came into view. This is a place that people of Yan Ran's identity have never stepped into.

Barren, dirty, noisy, uneven roads, and the smell of e-liquid is indescribably pungent.

Yan Ran, who looked exquisite and dignified from hair to toe, seemed out of place.

It has to be said that Fu Ji really knows the original owner quite well. To the original owner, this kind of place is no different from a slum. Staying here for a second is an insult to her, but she can't leave.

Yan Ran stopped at a barbecue restaurant.

(End of this chapter)