Chapter 7

After that, Zhong Chun walked out of the gate of the community and saw Feng Beichen's Bentley parked on the side of the road. Soon, she was sent to the headquarters of Chenxing Group, and then her personal driver called Feng Beichen. "Mr. Feng, Miss Zhong is here." "As usual," Feng Beichen ordered calmly. After hanging up the line, the driver came over and asked Zhong Chun to get out of the car. At this time, Zhang Junyan appeared. She hurried over and looked up and down at Zhong Chun's clothes. She said disdainfully, "Why are you dressed like this? You are going to a banquet!" Feng Beichen didn't say what Zhong Chun was going to do on the phone, and Zhong Chun thought that he had put on the most decent clothes, so he explained, "Mr. Feng didn't say that he would attend the banquet, so I..." "But you can't wear a set of cheap clothes!" Zhang Junyan stared at Zhong Chun with a look full of hostility. "Humph, I don't know what kind of tricks this woman has played to make Feng Beichen forgive her for hurting him and even hire her as his secretary!" Zhong Chun also noticed something from Zhang Junyan's eyes. According to the woman's sixth sense, she noticed that Zhang Junyan had repeatedly showed jealousy and hatred to her! "Oh! I'm suddenly enlightened. Zhang Junyan is secretly in love with Beichen!" However, Zhong Chun knew that it was not the time to start a conflict if she had to endure to the end! No matter how angry she was in her heart, Zhang Junyan had no choice but to use the Calabash Bell. So she shouted fiercely, "Come with me!" She turned around and walked to the elevator. Zhong Chun lowered her head and followed him with small steps. They went to the office area on the top floor and turned into a room. Zhang Junyan went straight to open the big wardrobe by the wall. She took out a dress from it and threw it on Zhong Chun. She said coldly, "Take it and change it. You only have five minutes!" Zhong Chun was full of questions, but she knew that no matter how hard she asked Zhang Junyan, she wouldn't get an answer. So she didn't say anything. She went into the bathroom and quickly changed her dress, straightened her glasses, and played with her long hair. "Hehe!" Zhang Junyan knocked on the door and raised her voice. "Time's up!" Zhong Chun could only grab her tall imitation bag, open the door, and walk out. Zhang Junyan held her arms and looked at her coldly. "Let's go!" After that, she took the lead as usual. Zhong Chun followed silently behind her. On the large floor, every door was closed, because the employees were off work. Arriving at the president's office of Feng Beichen, Zhang Junyan stood still. Suddenly, she turned around and gave Zhong Chun an angry look. Then she raised her hand and knocked on the door lightly. After receiving a response from the man inside, she opened the door and said respectfully in a soft voice, "Mr. Feng, Miss Zhong has recovered!" "Well, let her in," Feng Beichen said quietly, his eyes still fixed on the computer screen, and he didn't even raise his head. "Chief Zhang, sort out the contents of today's meeting and send it to my mailbox!" Zhang Junyan answered and left in front of Zhong Chun, but she still didn't forget to look at Zhong Chun with resentful eyes. She really couldn't figure it out. This woman looked very ordinary, how could she win Feng Beichen's favor? He was so lucky that he couldn't see anything he shouldn't have seen! Zhong Chun chose to ignore Zhang Junyan's eyes. Taking a deep breath, he walked into the room, gently closed the door, walked to the desk, and said, "Mr. Feng." Only then did Feng Beichen look up at her. "Well, go to a place with me. Remember to cooperate with me and keep smiling. Don't say anything if you can." Although his voice was very light, it was very magnetic, as if it was stuck to someone's ear. It took Zhong Chun two seconds to come back to her senses. She quickly replied, "Yes." Feng Beichen looked back at the screen and clicked the mouse to store the documents. "Bring me your bag and pack it up!" Zhong Chun saw the computer bag next to her. She took it around, closed it, put it away, and packed it. Feng Beichen walked to the hem in the corner and put on his suit. Then he strode to the door and said, "Hurry up and follow me." Zhong Chun hurriedly picked up her bag and followed closely behind Feng Beichen. They entered the private elevator and went downstairs. "No matter if you see a superstar or a model later, don't make a fuss. Be generous and keep smiling." Feng Beichen's order was to give her a warning. "Oh, okay!" Zhong Chun replied quickly and nodded repeatedly. "I'll remember it!" She didn't pursue the stars, not to mention that that thing needed capital. Since her family went bankrupt, she had been working hard for life every day. How could she have that thought? "Help me sort out my clothes," Feng Beichen said. "Ah?!" Zhong Chun cried out in surprise. His words were too fast, she couldn't keep up at all. Feng Beichen turned his face to look at her and asked in a harsh tone, "Don't you understand?" "No, no!" Zhong Chun shook his head repeatedly and denied it. He turned around and faced him, carefully examining his clothes. His tie was slightly crooked, and his suit was a little uneven. Her movements were a little clumsy, but she tidied them one by one. At this moment, the elevator inexplicably shook and unexpectedly stopped moving. The lights also went out in an instant. "Ah!" Zhong Chun couldn't help but scream, and her whole body couldn't help trembling. This was a side effect of her family after the misfortune. In a strange environment, if there was no light, she would be frightened and at a loss. He stretched out a pair of strong arms to hold her in his arms and patted her gently. He said lightly, "Don't be afraid!" He quickly took out his mobile phone and dialed the rescue number. Meanwhile, Zhong Chun was trembling all the time. She was desperately squeezing her way into that warm place. At first, Feng Beichen was still holding her with one hand, but later, he felt that her fear had deepened. Naturally, he held her tightly in his arms. Wisps of warmth, mixed with the strong masculine aura, slowly repelled Zhong Chun's fear. A sense of stability made her feel much better. "President Feng, are you all right?" A voice came from outside the elevator. "He's fine. Hurry up and think of a way to get us out." Feng Beichen ordered coldly. "Yes! President Feng, you can turn on the flashlight function of your phone first!" The professional reminded. In a place where there was light, there would be no fear. So Feng Beichen held the clock in one hand and operated the phone in the other. He turned on the screen and turned on the flashlight! The small elevator was lit up immediately. Zhong Chun felt her courage return to her body little by little, and her consciousness was quickly restored. In the next second, my God, she actually grabbed Beichen's clothes tightly and hid in his arms! He quickly let go of Zhong Chun and moved to the side! His heart was beating hard on his chest. His blood was running faster, and his face was burning! At this time, the lights on the top of the elevator were on, and the elevator was running. Zhong Chun pretended to raise her head to look, trying to hide her embarrassment. However, when she caught sight of the spot where Feng Beichen had been scratched by her, she mumbled, "Mr. Feng, your clothes..."