"Uh..." Song Yuran froze for a moment, thinking that he would resign soon, so he didn't explain the misunderstanding about the name, and quickly asked, "Do you also work here?"

"Yeah." Rachel nodded her head, her eyes slightly lowered to see the paper clutched by her side, "It seems that you are too."

"I won't be anymore soon." She walked into the elevator, pressed the button for the 8th floor, and noticed that the lights on the 12th floor were on, thinking that Rachel would work on the 12th floor.

The higher the floor, the higher the position, Song Yuran secretly guessed Rachel's position in her heart.

At the same time, look at the people next to you through the elevator mirror in front of you.

There were only the two of them in the car, and it was so quiet that only the elevator was running and the smell of perfume on Rachel's body was very clear in the small car.

It has a very elegant fragrance and won't give people a pungent and inferior feeling. Judging from the other party's clothing, it is obvious that he is a person who pays attention to his image.

Unconsciously remembering that night when Rachel collapsed in the bathroom in embarrassment, and thinking of the susceptible period that alpha would go through, she couldn't help feeling anxious, and habitually took out vanilla mint candy from her pocket and poured one into her mouth.

Because of this move, Rachel glanced at her, Song Yuran paused, and asked, "Do you want to eat? Vanilla mints."

She thought Rachel would refuse, after all, she didn't look too approachable, but the other party heard "Vanilla Peppermint" raised his eyebrows slightly, seemed very interested, and quickly stretched out his hand, palm facing upwards.

"Thank you." Rachel bent her lips towards her, the inhuman coldness on her face disappeared in an instant, and her amber eyes were also warmed up in an instant, and the upturned eyes gave people a smile when she smiled.A feeling of being discharged.

Song Yuran only felt as if she was really electrified, and the mints in the iron box made a slight bumping sound as she shook her fingertips.

I thought I had seen a lot of models as a designer, and no one would look better than them, but the person in front of me not only perfectly blended her elegant temperament and powerful aura, but most importantly, she was a great beauty!

The goddess with red lips and curly hair has always been Song Yuran's dream object. For the first time, she felt that she was a dog, and her ears were a little burning unconsciously.

The atmosphere in the car was a little warmer because of the mints, so Rachel took advantage of the situation and asked: "You just said that it will be gone soon, what do you mean?"

"Oh." Song Yuran settled down, stuffed the mints back into his pocket, and said, "I'm planning to resign."

She raised the resignation report in her hand to show that she was not joking.

Rachel asked why, Song Yuran didn't even think about the reason for resigning to the outside world, it just so happened that the elevator reached the eighth floor and the door opened.

She quickly walked out of the car, avoiding the question naturally, and waved to Rachel: "I'll go first, see you when I have a chance."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw a colleague from the personnel department standing at the door, still holding a folder in his hand, with a little bit of fear on his face.

Facing Rachel's question of whether to enter the elevator, the colleague's head was as far away as a rattle, "You go first, I will go down."

Song Yuran listened to it, and this "you" is very spiritual, and Rachel's aura is indeed at the executive level.

Now is not the time to speculate. She quickly chatted with the colleague and asked about the process of submitting her resignation.

"He's here to resign." The colleague glanced at her, then turned and walked towards the office, "Come with me."

After entering the office, the colleague accepted her resignation report as a matter of business, and asked the reason for her resignation.

Song Yuran straightened her back a little, and said directly, "I want to work for another company."

"Is our company not treating you well?" the colleague asked in confusion.

Yesterday's interview just started and ended in dismal due to differentiation. Song Yuran didn't know how the salary in this world is like. If it is compared with the salary clearly marked by some companies on the recruitment software, it is indeed much better.

Afternoon tea is provided at least once a week, gifts are given during holidays, employees receive red envelopes on their birthdays, and there are additional subsidies for overtime work.

This is much better than the sweatshop where she was exhausted and involuntary before!

Song Yuran said without conscience: "It's pretty good...but I don't feel happy."

The colleague looked at her suspiciously, obviously confused, but in the end he didn't say anything, put the resignation report into the folder, and said: "The application has been received, and I need to send it to the leader for signature and approval. You will be here later."Check the results in the internal system."

"Okay!" Song Yuran was overjoyed, and just as she was about to leave with happy small steps, she heard a colleague tentatively asking, "Do you know Mr. Huo?"

"Ah?" Song Yu was stunned, and asked subconsciously, "Which Mr. Huo?"

"Are there any other Mr. Huo in our company?" The colleague laughed and pointed up with a finger, "That Mr. Huo."

Although she didn't understand why the other party would ask such an inexplicable question, she still answered truthfully. She shook her head: "I don't know you."

"Oh." The colleague nodded and muttered, "I saw you greet her just now, and thought you knew each other."

"Then I'll go first..." Song Yuran's eyes widened unconsciously, with a look of surprise on his throat before he could say the word "walking away", "Wait... Just now... the people in the elevator...Is it... Mr. Huo? Huo, Huo Qingzhi?"

When she said this, she could feel that her voice was trembling and the hairs all over her body stood on end.

After being affirmed, Song Yuran's surprised expression turned into shock and panic.

There is no such thing as the cannon fodder girl A rescuing the protagonist in the susceptible period in the bathroom in this tm original work!!!!

She suddenly felt like a drunken butterfly, unable to fly out of the world behind bars.

Watched by his colleagues, Song Yu ran away from the HR department like a lonely soul without a master.

All she could think about was "what to do" and "what to do". She thought she could escape from the protagonist as long as she resigned, but now she met Huo Qingzhi in advance without knowing it!!!The plot seems to be crooked, wouldn't it be a more tragic ending to go down?Is it too late to escape now???

Back at the office, Song Yuran who learned that Rachel was Huo Qingzhi didn't have the high spirits before going out, and Zhao Anye's dejected look caused Zhao Anye to worry, but Song Yuran didn't say anything when the other party asked her.

"At first I wanted to talk about going to sing karaoke together after get off work, but I guess you're not in the mood for it." Zhao Anye said solemnly, "Go home after get off work and have a good rest."

"Go!" Song Yuran only heard the previous sentence, quickly raised her head, and pulled away from her own world.

"I'm going! Now! Immediately! Immediately!"

When it comes to how to relieve the pressure of work, Song Yuran will take friends to go to ktv to have a good time, drink some wine, and forget all the bad things.

After drinking, Song Yuran only felt that the whole of Hua Sen belonged to her. He drank half a bottle of beer, waved his hand, and said proudly: "Mai Lai! The original singer is off!"

Zhao Anye glanced at the singing stage, and it happened that this was Song Yuran's lyrical song, so he turned off the original singing, and when he turned around, he saw that Song Yuran had picked up the microphone on the table and was about to start singing.

"Oh~~~ I can't fly no matter what, Huahua's world~~So I am a ~drunk butterfly, oh~~~Your vow is an understatement, but it will change my life, a knot that can no longer be untied~~~oh~~~!!"

"..." Zhao Anye looked at the lyrics on the screen, and none of the words he heard could match the lyrics, the infectious singing voice and the brainwashing lyrics, Zhao Anye actually had a lingering feeling.

Song Yuran put the mic back on the table after singing, and sat on the sofa slumped and looked even more down. Zhao Anye was about to speak, but she covered her face with her hands and started to sob.

"..." This must be really drunk.

Zhao Anye was helpless, stopped the background sound, walked over and sat down beside her, "What's the matter with you? Tell me what happened and you will feel better."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Yuran let go of the hand covering her face, took a deep breath and sucked back the tears, and said: "Song Yuran, you have to be strong, those things that can't kill you will eventually make you strongerpowerful."

Song Yuran began to indoctrinate himself with poisonous chicken soup: "Women, be strong."

Zhao Anye was worried that something serious would happen, but now seeing Song Yuran comforting himself, he couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth. Some people went crazy drunk, some fell asleep drunk, and I've never seen anyone brainwash themselves while drunk.

……never mind.

The singing in the box continued.

In the end, Song Yuran didn't know how he got home. When he woke up, it was dawn. Taking advantage of the wake-up alarm clock not ringing, Song Yuran got up from the bed and found his phone to open the company's internal system.

In the column of personnel changes, her resignation application has progressed, from "pending" to - pending.

pending????What's the meaning????Is there such a thing????