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"I what I, you what you, do you still have a little time and consciousness? Three days, I really haven't seen a single phone call in three days, do you know that I'm very worried about you?"

Just as Zhang Le said the word "I", he was immediately pushed back by the voice on the other side of the phone.

What was going on? No matter what, he couldn't say it. It must be bad for him to be in such a hurry, Zhang Le thought.

Kong Menghan who was on the other side of the phone was still chattering.

"If you don't want to work for the company, you can resign. Why are you still staying in our company? It was good that you didn't see me previously, but you still didn't know when to ask for a leave of absence. You don't even need to ask for a leave of absence now, do you? "If you are rich now and you don't want us to work for you anymore, our company won't care about you anymore if you just leave."

"Looking at you, people like you must have forgotten us after getting rich. Zhang Le, ah, you really were the wrong person. They would make friends with people like you. "

"Why aren't you speaking? If you don't say anything, we won't blame you. To be honest, we really don't mind.

"Elder sister, I was wrong, alright? What exactly do you want me to say? Can't I answer any of your questions obediently? " Zhang Le replied with a helpless expression.

Hearing Zhang Le's helpless voice, Kong Menghan's anger seemed to grow even stronger.

Zhang Le did not say a word, and continued to chit chat.

Both sides were always in this kind of stalemate, and after a long time, Kong Menghan was probably talking until her mouth was dry.

Zhang Le still wanted to say something, and he also wanted to explain to Kong Menghan what exactly had happened.

"You don't need to say anything, just go downstairs to the flower tea shop and wait for me," Kong Menghan suddenly said.

Zhang Le felt as if he was in a daze, and wanted to explain.

But Kong Menghan didn't seem to need his explanation, nor did she care where she had been for the past few days. Then why did she say all that just now? Now, he also had to go to that flower tea shop to wait for him. What in the world was it that he couldn't just say?

The complaint that Kong Menghan had just made could actually be made completely clear at this time.

A woman's heart was a needle at the bottom of the sea.

Zhang Le washed his hands and tidied himself up a bit, then prepared to go down to the company's small flower tea shop and wait for Kong Menghan. He wanted to see what Kong Menghan could tell her.

When he was walking downstairs, Zhang Le suddenly remembered something very important. The floor he was staying in was the highest floor of the building, and if the electricity in the building stopped, he could go downstairs in the elevator. Then, did he have to walk down more than 100 flights of stairs? How long would it take for him to do that?

When he thought about this question, Zhang Le's mood suddenly dropped.

When he reached the hall downstairs, he wanted to answer the question and ask the Security personnel in the building. The Security personnel said that this building was actually equipped with emergency generators, which meant that if the city's electricity supply system was broken, the building would have its own generator, so he did not need to worry, what would happen if the elevator stopped working?

At the same time, Security personnel told this man that the elevator would not shut down, but it was possible that there would be some problems. If you were trapped in the elevator, please do not worry, just call us first aid.

Zhang Le thought, could there be something wrong with Security personnel's head? Why did he have to tell him all these?

The good mood that he had just had was instantly ruined by this Security personnel again.

Sometimes, a good word from us can make others' mood very good, but sometimes, if we don't say it easily, we can also hurt others and make them feel very bad.

Just like how Security personnel said these words, although he did it out of good intentions to remind Zhang Le. But this did indeed make Zhang Le's mood abnormally bad.

With an extremely bad mood, Zhang Le rushed over to the scented tea shop that Kong Menghan was talking about.

Kong Menghan had told Zhang Le to wait for him, but sshe never expected that by the time Zhang Le arrived, he would already be there, and had even ordered two cups of scented tea.

Zhang Le sat on the chair with a mournful look.

Seeing that there was something wrong with Zhang Le's face, Kong Menghan asked:

"What's wrong? Young man, I only said a few words and you already have such a bad mood. Young people really can't take it anymore."

Kong Menghan thought that Zhang Le was in a bad mood because of the words he had said to him earlier on the phone.

Therefore, Kong Menghan always felt a little guilty in her heart and felt that she had let Zhang Le down.

"Just tell me what you have to say," Zhang Le replied lifelessly.

"Don't tell me you were actually reduced to such a state by what I just said? That would be too useless. Furthermore, you were in the wrong in the first place. So what if I tell you, if I don't do it myself, I won't let others tell me. " Kong Menghan continued.

"It's not like that, it's not because of you," Zhang Le replied as he saw Kong Menghan say this much again.

"If it's not because of me, then why don't you tell me about it first," Kong Menghan asked Zhang Le.

"What if you run into some trouble in the elevator and get stuck in it?"

Zhang Le answered Kong Menghan's question the moment he heard him. Indeed, he had been plagued by this problem all along.

"You, you, you, you really are too much. I was wondering why it was important, can you not f * cking look for trouble? If you really get stuck in the elevator, I'll save you."

Kong Menghan did not think that the question that Zhang Le struggled with for half a day would actually be this sort of question that did not have any nutrition, so she replied unhappily.

After drinking a mouthful of tea, Zhang Le didn't seem to want to bother with this question anymore.

He seemed to have recalled the important matter of coming to this teahouse.

He then asked Kong Menghan, "Tell me, why did you call me here? Also, why have you called me so many times these past few days? "In my memory, you don't seem to care about me that much."

"Haha, as a colleague and a friend in life, shouldn't I be concerned about you?" Kong Menghan laughed and said.

"Oh, then you're saying that you called me purely to give me some concern, meaning that you have nothing else to do, so I'll be going." Zhang Le knew that Kong Menghan had something to talk to him about, and intentionally teased him.

Hearing that Zhang Le said that she was leaving on his own, Kong Menghan became a little anxious. " Actually, it's not that big of a deal. I just wanted to call you over to my house for a quick meal. "

Zhang Le drank a mouthful of scented tea and asked, "Why did you invite me to your house to eat for no reason at all? It can't be that they're going to see their parents, right? "

One day, Kong Menghan was making fun of him. With a smile, she said, "To meet a freaking parent, I just want to treat you to a meal. Give me some words, do you want to go or not?"

Zhang Le thought, what was this Kong Menghan doing? Why did she call him to his house for no reason at all? He didn't call him hundreds of times just to call him to his house for a meal, did he? There was definitely something wrong with that, but what could it be? She couldn't figure it out no matter how she thought about it.

"Do you want to go or not, man, be more straightforward," Kong Menghan said angrily when she saw Zhang Le still standing there in a daze, not knowing what he wanted.

"Tell me, why are you so angry? I wanted to bring something back to your house," Zhang Le said in all seriousness.

"Then you mean to say that you promised to come to my house for dinner," Kong Menghan said happily.

"I'm not stupid. If someone were to treat me to a meal, why wouldn't I be the one to deliver it to their doorstep instead of taking the opportunity to do so? I'm the silly one." Zhang Le snappily replied.

"Sure thing."

Right now, when Zhang Le went to the company, he felt like he was a celebrity. Almost every employee in the company looked at him differently than they would look at any other person.

After all, I'm your colleague. It's not like I'm looking at a monster.

"It's only been a few days since we left class, is there a need to act like this?" Zhang Le said with a disdainful tone.

"This is not as simple as just leaving class for a few days. Think about it, you have been doing classes for such a long time, so you should be able to count the number." To be honest, your position really doesn't matter, but you still don't come. "

Kong Menghan replied.

"If that's the case, then you have your reasons. The company naturally has its rules and regulations. If you don't come, then don't say it in such a righteous manner. How can you expect the company to accept other favors?"

To be honest, Zhang Le's current situation. There was no problem if he was not an intern, but he was still an intern in Hanhai Auction House.

Because if he was not an intern, there was nothing else he could do, since he had a few friends here, such as Kong Menghan, Zhang Mei and Song Yuting.

While staying at school every day, I wanted to go outside to play, but the moment I went outside to play, I wanted to immediately go back inside the school. The situation was really very similar, staying at work at the company was too annoying, and I wanted to do something, but once something happened, you felt that it was too troublesome and didn't want to solve it.

It had been almost three months since they had left university and they hadn't contacted their former classmates yet. Other than occasionally maintaining a bit of contact with Chen Fan, the other students basically felt like they had forgotten about him.

However, the relationships in universities were originally distant. There were only a few people who played well. These were all normal, but at least they had to have one or two friends who played well to avoid being too helpless in the future.

After getting off work everyday, Zhang Le would go back to his own residence to rest and the eight nine profound arts would be passed to him by the Erlang Shen. He gradually gained some insights.

At this rate he might have a chance of success in the future.

Time passed quickly. These past few days, he had been working during the day and training at night. In a blink of an eye, it was already Friday afternoon.