"Zhang Cheng, do you know? If it hadn’t been for her last night, I might already be dead."
Dead...This word stunned Zhang Te deep down, he had no mind to linger on why Han Jingnian didn’t even know when Xia Wan’an started working in the company. He looked at Han Jingnian with a worried face: "Boss Han, do you an... last night, your illness flared up again?"
Han Jingnian simply affird with a hum, he threw out a few words, explaining the situation roughly: "There was a blackout, I was in the staircase at the ti."
"What, why was there a sudden blackout? And even if there was, shouldn’t soone have co to repair it quickly? We also have backup power, surely it wouldn’t have been a total blackout, would it?"
Han Jingnian ignored the incessant questioning from Zhang Te and posed a new question: "When was the last elevator maintenance? And when is it usually?"
"Uh?" Zhang Te was caught off guard: "Elevator maintenance is usually once a month, I’m not sure when the last one was, but it’s usually in the morning..."
Zhang Te, talking till this point, as if realizing sothing, suddenly changed his words: "Wait, yesterday I was unexpectedly busy and didn’t co to the company, then the elevator was maintained, and it was at night, and then you went to the staircase, and the entire building was without power..."
As Zhang Te analyzed the situation one thing at a ti, he suddenly gasped: "Boss Han... you an, everything that happened last night was prearranged, soone did it on purpose?"
Han Jingnian didn’t say anything, but Zhang Te understood.
"Yes, it’s true, all of this is too much of a coincidence, such a coincidence must be suspicious, and, this move is too ruthless, the perpetrator was too good at covering their tracks. If the lady hadn’t appeared last night, you would have been found unconscious in the corridor, people would only find a cold body the next day, even if the police ca, they wouldn’t think there was any problem, everyone would just think it was your bad luck, a tragic death..."
As those words fell from Assistant Zhang’s mouth, he could clearly feel the deathly stare from his boss. He intuitively covered his mouth, and then chuckled a couple of tis: "A slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue..."
Han Jingnian’s chilling gaze did not move away from him.
Zhang Te was rolling his eyes, in a frenzy trying to save face, when he happened to spot a mobile phone on the bed.
Uh... That phone isn’t the boss’s, the lady saved the boss’s life yesterday...
Thinking of it, Zhang Te pointed at the bed, "Boss Han, why do you have a mobile phone on your bed? Is it the lady’s?"
The word ’lady’ successfully caused Han Jingnian’s gaze to fall from Zhang Te’s face to the bed. After seeing the phone, the icy glare and murderous intent in Han Jingnian’s eyes dissipated in a flash.
No way? He is less worth to him than even the lady’s phone?
Zhang Te clutched his chest and decided to leave: "Boss Han, a mobile phone is still quite important, and the lady must be inconvenienced without it, so should I..."
Zhang Te, speaking up to this point, subconsciously closed his mouth, swallowed down the rest of the sentence "...bring the phone to the lady for you" and quickly corrected it to: "...accompany you to deliver the phone to the lady?"
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