C49 This Guy

When Lang Yan saw that Hee Zhuolun had returned to his room to take a bath, he took out his phone.

He hesitated for a moment before punching in a series of familiar numbers, but the phone was dead.

"Why not?"

Lang Yan hung up and dialed another number.

It took him a while to pick up the phone. "Hello, this is Cathy."

Lang Yan said: "Caixi, I am Lang Yan."

Caixi shouted excitedly, "Senior Student Lang, it's really Senior Student Lang!"

Lang Yan smiled slightly, "It's me, Caixi. I would like to ask Furla about her …"

Without waiting for him to speak, Caixi pouted unhappily. "I knew that Senior Student Lang was looking for me to ask Furla about something."

"Sorry."

Caixi laughed out loud. "Senior Student Lang doesn't apologize, I have long gotten used to seeing Furla as the only person in Senior Student Lang's eyes. However, Furla hasn't come to school recently, I heard that she is sick."

"Sick?" Lang Yan's eyes flashed with concern and anxiousness, "What disease did she have? When did you get sick? Where is she now? "

No wonder his phone couldn't get through. Furthermore, after returning to Z Country for so many days, Furla, who always liked to stick to him, had already called to say hi.

I also heard it from the Vice-principal. You can call the Vice-principal and ask.

"Okay, thank you. I will call the Vice-principal now." Lang Yan hung up the phone and immediately called Elissa. When the call connected, he immediately asked: "Mother Elissa, I heard that Furla is sick."

Elissa comforted her: "Don't worry, she only recovered from her fever today."

Lang Yan could not believe it: "Just a fever?"

Just a fever that had been missing for so many days?

"Yes, she has a high fever. It has been several days, so she has been feeling drowsy. However, the temperature has gradually dropped. If you are worried, I will have her call you in two days."

"Okay, then I will have to trouble mother Elissa to let me know."

"There's no need to be courteous, your side's current time should be Lingchen, right?" "Quickly go and rest!"

"Okay, goodbye mother Elissa."

"Goodbye." Elissa hung up the phone and heaved a long sigh.

Lang Yan looked at his phone, he could not calm down, but he was currently in Z Country, so he could not rush back immediately. He could only wait for Furla's call in two days.

He placed his phone back in his pocket and went upstairs. Hee Zhuolun stood in the hallway on the third floor and looked down at him.

"I never thought that the Mr Hee would also have a hobby of eavesdropping on other people's phone calls."

Hee Zhuolun frowned: "I just came out to tell you that I'm going to sleep. If you don't come in, I'll shut the door."

"Roger that. I'll go take a bath now." Lang Yan quickly ran to the guest room to take a bath.

Hee Zhuolun returned to his room, picked up his cell phone and sent a message to Martial Arts: Check if there is anyone called Furla who is studying at Tansana Academy.

When Lang Yan mentioned Furla just now, his face was filled with concern and anxiety. It could be seen that this person called Furla was extremely important to Lang Yan, and judging from the name, it should be a girl.

Not long after, Lang Yan took a bath and returned to his room. Seeing that Hee Zhuolun was sleeping with his back facing him, he quietly walked over and laid down.

"Mr Hee, are you asleep?"

Hee Zhuolun did not make a sound.

Lang Yan called out again: "Zhuolun?"

Hee Zhuolun still did not speak.

Lang Yan poked his back with his hand. "Darling."

Hee Zhuolun finally moved his body: What's the matter?

Lang Yan laughed: "I'm only willing to bother you with my beloved one, did you fall in love with me?"

Hee Zhuolun ignored him.

Lang Yan no longer bothered with Hee Zhuolun: "I want to ask you for the car keys. It'll make it more convenient for me to go anywhere."

Hee Zhuolun asked: "If you want to go back to the carriage, do you have the money to refuel?"

"You don't have to worry about that."

Hee Zhuolun was quiet for a moment, then said: "I'll give it to you the day after tomorrow."

"Thank you." Lang Yan happily kissed his face.

"…" Hee Zhuolun asked: "Do you often casually kiss other people's faces?"

"Of course not. When I kiss people, it's usually out of politeness, you know, foreign etiquette is always like that, kissing someone's cheek represents friendliness. But you were the first man I kissed. "

"If you kiss a woman out of courtesy, what do you mean by kissing a man?"

Lang Yan bluntly said, "I want to hook up with you."

"…" Hee Zhuolun immediately turned off the lights and went to sleep.

Lang Yan smiled as he laid back on his bed.

Just now, he seemed to have seen Hee Zhuolun's ears turn red, but it was just a kiss from a man, that shouldn't be possible, right?

Maybe he was wrong.

Monday morning, Hee Zhuolun finished his breakfast and returned the car keys back to Lang Yan.

After Lang Yan obtained the car keys, he immediately ran out the courtyard to check on his Harley baby. Soon after, he was attracted by the black bentley beside him.

"Isn't this the car that Hee Zhuolun drove into Dragon Roar Village?" He walked around Bentley and asked the bodyguard, "When did the car come back?"

"Last night."

"Then do you know how much the repair cost?"

The bodyguard said, "I heard it was fifty thousand yuan."

Lang Yan chuckled.

Car Repairman was really asking for it, but to bodyguards that didn't know how to fix cars, repairing such an expensive car was worth the price.

The bodyguard saw that Lang Yan was fine and turned to leave.

Lang Yan looked at the Bentley again, and suddenly saw that the cover of the tank wasn't locked properly. Then, thinking of something, Lang Yan's eyeballs turned, and looked towards the bodyguards around him. Seeing that none of them had looked over, he quickly took out a straw from the Harley's car, opened the bentley's cover, and poured all the oil inside into Harley's car.

He thought that no one would see this shameful behavior of his. Unexpectedly, Hee Zhuolun, who was about to go to work by car, saw this scene clearly.

"This guy …"

Helplessness flashed across Hee Zhuolun's eyes. He knew that this person wouldn't obediently run over to the gas station to gas up.

The martial artist that sent Hee Zhuolun to work was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "Young Master, this …"

"Let's just pretend we didn't see it. Let's wait for him to leave and then fill up the car with gas."

"Yes."

When Lang Yan heard the sound of the car door closing, he hurriedly put away his straw, covered the gas tank and ran over: "Mr Hee, wait for me."

Hee Zhuolun rolled down the window. "Didn't you want to go to work on your motorcycle today?"

"If you don't take a ride, you're a fool." Lang Yan quickly opened the car door and sat down: "Also, my car is running out of gas."

Hee Zhuolun sneered: "No oil?"

He didn't know how much oil they had just stolen from him.

After arriving at the company, Lang Yan went straight to the logistics department to report.

Before he could enter the office, he heard a crisp female voice say, "Mom, I'll have to trouble you to take care of me."

"Assistant Sun, you can relax and go to work. We are here to look after the Manager Sun."

"Thank you, Mom. I'm working upstairs."

Sun Yu walked out of the office and was startled when she saw Lang Yan standing outside. She nodded and left.

Lang Yan looked at her leaving figure, and muttered: "All surnamed Sun? Why did they change their surnames? "

Only when he could no longer see Sun Yu did he walk into the office, and greet everyone with a smile: "Good morning, everyone."

Hearing Lang Yan's voice, Sun Mei's body trembled, and quickly looked towards the door.

Lang Yan walked in front of Sun Mei: "Manager Sun, are you feeling better?"

Ever since he came back from the hospital that day, he had not visited Sun Mei, but he had heard from Wu Tong that she had recovered quite well.

"Good …" "Better." Sun Mei uneasily pulled at the clothes on his body, his entire person looked like he had just seen a great character, he was extremely nervous, however, fortunately there was no one by his side, otherwise, he would have been able to see through her, "Lang … Lang... Mr Lang... "

"Manager Sun, just call me Lang Yan."

Sun Mei felt that she was being overly nervous and immediately took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down. Afterwards, she tried her best to show a calm face, "Lang Yan, you have already been at work for a few days, are you still used to this job? I heard from Wu Tong that you did pretty well. The employees at the top floor kept praising you. "

"Not bad, pretty relaxed."

Sun Mei was startled.

This was the first time he had heard that cleaning was easy.

"You …"

Lang Yan knew what she wanted to ask: "I often did this before."

"What?" Sun Mei looked at him in shock: "What did you say? You say that you often do these things? "

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"I remember, I remember you …" "Aren't you going, go …"

Lang Yan raised his brows, "Do you remember what I'm going for?"

Sun Mei regained her senses, and anxiously waved her hands: "Nothing, nothing."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."

Sun Mei nodded. Seeing that Lang Yan was about to leave, he quickly shouted, "Lang … Lang Yan. "

Lang Yan turned to look at her.

"If, if you're free in the future, can you talk to me about your past?"

Lang Yan asked with a smile: "Why is Manager Sun so interested in my past?"

Sun Mei was speechless.

Lang Yan saw that he did not reply and turned to leave.

In the distance, Wu Tong saw Sun Mei standing in a daze, and immediately walked over and asked: "Manager Sun, don't tell me you're not feeling well again?"

Sun Mei shook her head: "I'm fine, I'm just thinking about something. Oh right, show me Lang Yan's information."

"This …" Wu Tong looked to be in a difficult position.

"What's wrong?"

Wu Tong explained, "When Lang Yan was brought here, the HR Department did not give him any information. I went back to ask the HR Department's people, and they said that not only did Lang Yan not have any information, he did not even sign the contract, and just like that, he came in to work."

Sun Mei said in disbelief: "That's impossible right? Who didn't have any information about those who were recommended by Manager Zhang in the HR Department? Who didn't sign the contract? "

"Manager Sun, you don't know about it." Wu Tong looked around and determined that Lang Yan was no longer in his office, then spoke softly: "Actually, Lang Yan is President Hee's friend, and not someone that Manager Zhang recommended. Since you were not here, the company often saw Lang Yan eating with President Hee, so it doesn't matter if we sign this contract or not, since they will pay him."

"Then he must be living a good life."

Manager Sun, look at his clothes, it's already equivalent to our annual salary. It might even be more than our annual salary.

"Is that so?"

Sun Mei revealed an ugly smile.