Rebirth of the Spoiled Wife

Chapter 189 Zhang Yang is blocked

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

Holding two large cardboard boxes in his arms, Zhang Yang saw the sign at the elevator door. He was so angry that he couldn't help but cursed. He put down the boxes and kicked them twice.

Today was a bit of bad luck. The warehouse was temporarily out of stock, so Zhang Yang spent a lot of effort to find some of them, but ended up running into a traffic jam halfway through.

Sighing, Zhang Yang resignedly bent down and picked up the two cardboard boxes he had just kicked aside, and walked towards the stairwell.

The design department was on the 17th floor. Zhang Yang was breathing heavily all the way up the stairs and took a break. By the time he moved the cardboard boxes to the design department, Zhang Yang was so tired that he was sweating profusely and felt as if he had been fished out of water.

The same.

Roughly lifting up his shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Zhang Yang panted and raised his head to look for Mu Nansheng, but when he looked up, Zhang Yang was dumbfounded.

The whole office was gone.

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

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

Mu Nansheng turned off the phone sound with one hand and deliberately did not answer the call. When the ringtone was about to end, Mu Nansheng left the table and pressed the answer button slowly.

"Hey, Miss Mu, where are you?"

"oh."

Mu Nansheng patted her head, her voice apologetic, but the raised corners of her mouth betrayed her good mood at the moment.

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

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

By coincidence, as soon as Zhang Yang came downstairs, he saw that the sign hanging on the elevator door was missing. There were still employees from other departments of the company taking the elevator.

Pulling a female staff member, Zhang Yang pointed to the elevator, "Isn't the elevator broken? How come you can ride on it again?"

The female staff member gave Zhang Yang a strange look, "You can already ride in the elevator."

Zhang Yang's eyes widened, feeling incredible.

The female staff member felt a little strange, so she quickly let go of her open hand and closed the elevator door.

Zhang Yang is not feeling well now. His white top is tight against his belly and his face is not looking 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 just so happened that Mu Nansheng was having a treat, and as a colleague, I wanted to treat him no matter what.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang became energetic. While taking the taxi, he was thinking about what to eat and forgot about his embarrassing look just now.

Pressing the address left by Mu Nansheng, Zhang Yang opened his eyes wide and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

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

Little did they know that Mu Nansheng deliberately chose this high-end restaurant.

People like Zhang Yang who only want to hang out with rich women and dress up to show off their face, care most about public image and face.

Mu Nansheng chose the seat inside the glass window so that people outside could find it more easily and everyone could watch a good show.

As soon as he got off the car, Zhang Yang saw Mu Nansheng and other colleagues. Mu Nansheng raised the red wine, curled up the corners of his mouth, and greeted him through the window.

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

As soon as he arrived at the door, a waiter blocked Zhang Yang's way, "Sir, do you have a reservation? You are not allowed to enter our store without making a reservation."

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

Zhang Yang thought he should give way when he heard the waiter. Unexpectedly, the waiter pointed to the sign next to him and said, "Sorry, sir, we will not serve anyone who is disheveled or unclean."

Zhang Yang's face tightened, "No...why can't I come in?"

(End of chapter)