Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

About half an hour later, Zhang Yang was sweating profusely, and his hair became messy.

Holding two large cardboard boxes, Zhang Yang saw the sign at the elevator door, so angry he opened his mouth and cursed, put down the boxes and kicked them twice.

Today can be regarded as bad luck, the warehouse was temporarily out of stock, so Zhang Yang struggled to find some of them, but he ran into a traffic jam halfway. .

Sighing, Zhang Yang bent down resignedly to pick up the two cardboard boxes that had just been kicked aside, and walked towards the stairwell.

The design department is on the 17th floor. Zhang Yang panted heavily all the way, and took a rest after climbing a flight of stairs. After moving the cardboard box to the design department, Zhang Yang was so tired that he was sweating profusely, as if he had been fished out of the water.

Roughly lifted his shirt to wipe the sweat on his forehead, Zhang Yang raised his head out of breath, trying to find Mu Nansheng, but when he looked up, Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.

The entire office was gone.

Zhang Yang held back his anger, thinking that he still had Mu Nansheng's number, so he took out his phone and called.

At this time, Mu Nansheng was mingling with the people in the design department, and when he was having fun in the restaurant, Zhang Yang called.

Mu Nansheng turned off the sound of the phone with one hand, and deliberately did not answer it. When the ringing was about to end, Mu Nansheng left the table and pressed the answer button unhurriedly.

"Hey, Miss Mu, where are you guys?"

"oh."

Mu Nansheng patted her head, her voice contained apology, but the corners of her mouth turned up to reveal her good mood at the moment.

"I'm sorry, Xiao Zhang. I forgot to tell you. I took them out for dinner. How about this? I'll send you the address, just come here."

Looking at the empty office, Zhang Yang had no choice but to get up, walk into the stairwell and go downstairs.

Coincidentally, as soon as Zhang Yang went downstairs, he saw that the sign hanging on the elevator door was gone, and there were still employees from other departments of the company taking the elevator.

Holding back a female staff member, Zhang Yang pointed to the elevator, "Isn't the elevator broken? Why can I sit again?"

The female staff gave Zhang Yang a strange look, "The elevator can be used anyway."

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

The female staff felt a little strange, so she quickly let go of Zhang Yang's hand and closed the elevator door.

Zhang Yang is not feeling well now, his white shirt is tight against his belly, and his complexion is not very good.

Zhang Yang is now a little doubtful whether this is man-made or just his own bad luck.

I didn't think about anything else, it happened that Mu Nansheng was treating guests now, and as a colleague, I had to go and have a meal.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang regained his energy, thinking about what to eat when he was in the taxi, forgetting his embarrassment just now.

According to the address left by Mu Nansheng, Zhang Yang opened his eyes wide and couldn't help sighing in his heart.

Sure enough, rich people are different. They choose super high-end restaurants to receive people and entertain guests.

As everyone knows, Mu Nansheng deliberately chose this high-end restaurant.

People like Zhang Yang who only want to be close to rich women and dress up to save face are most concerned about their public image and face.

Mu Nansheng chose the seat inside the glass window, so that it is easier for people outside to find it, and everyone can watch a good show.

As soon as he got out of the car, Zhang Yang saw Mu Nansheng and other colleagues at a glance. Mu Nansheng raised the red wine, hooked the corner of his mouth, and greeted him through the window.

Zhang Yang completely forgot how tired he was, pulled his crumpled short sleeves, and walked over.

As soon as he arrived at the door, a waiter blocked Zhang Yang's way, "Sir, do you have an appointment? We don't allow you to enter the store unless you make an appointment."

Zhang Yang didn't have a good look at the waiter who was blocking his way, he snorted and pointed at Mu Nansheng triumphantly, "Colleagues have a dinner, I'm late for something."

Zhang Yang thought that the waiter should give way when he heard the waiter, but he didn't expect the waiter to point to the sign next to him, "Sorry, sir, those who are disheveled or unclean will not be entertained."

Zhang Yang's face tensed, "No...why can't I enter?"