20 The most mysterious USB flash drive

By the time she stepped into the company, it was exactly nine o'clock, and Mu Yan had already begun to draw design drawings on her seat.

After greeting his colleagues, Lin An'an carefully sat on the chair and began to observe Mu Yan. Looking at his appearance, he didn't feel any difference from usual. Did he see the USB flash drive?

Just as Lin An'an was talking alone, she suddenly felt an unknown object slowly approaching her. She suddenly turned her head and found that it was Qin Luo's head.

He looked at Lin An'an's monitor calmly, as if there was something business talking to her. In fact, Qin Luo asked, "What happened after yesterday?"

"I don't know." Lin An'an also learned from him and looked at the monitor with a serious face. His mind is still on Mu Yan. Could it be that he deliberately pretended to be okay after reading it? In fact, he intends to talk to me in private later? However, it looks like it. Didn't he see it? So where did my USB flash drive go back?

"When I woke up in the morning, I actually slept on the sofa in the president's room, and the air conditioner was always on. Did the president come back?"

"probably."

Qin Luo suddenly turned his face to her: "Then how did you go back?"

"Me!" Lin An'an was shocked and hurriedly took back her mind and looked at his eyes and kept blinking, "Me, me, I'm just... by the way, did you see my USB flash drive when you got up in the morning?"

"U disk?"

"Um, the one with Sanozumi hanging on it."

"Left hook? I didn't see it. After I got up, I washed my face and sat in my seat.

"It's over!"

"Wow, do you have any pornographic photos? You will be angry!" Qin Luo's head, which was so painful because of his hangover, still did not forget to gloat.

"If I am picked up by others, I will commit suicide!"

"Bear care." Qin Luo patted her on the shoulder and retreated.

Bong, Lin An'an's head hit the table heavily.

"What's wrong? So energetic in the early morning?" Du Yue touched her head and asked with concern.

Lin An'an looked at her with a painful face and said, "I'm too full for breakfast." If you tell Du Yue about this, she will definitely laugh to death.

"I'm so worried that I can't eat!" Through Du Yue's glasses, you can see two big dark circles under her eyes. It seems that she should have stayed up late yesterday.

"What's wrong?"

"There is Miss Xu among the invited guests, who said that she was the senior management of our Shanghai company. Oh, it's so troublesome. The designated media gift must be 'white lover chocolate'. There are only a few days for me to get Japanese chocolate!"

"What about online shopping?"

"International express delivery is not so fast."

"What should I do? Why don't you ask the president if there is anything you can do? White lover chocolate, a well-known name, seems to have heard it somewhere. Lin An'an tilted her head and couldn't find this information in her poor brain.

"Well, let's see if he can reject Miss Xu's request. Anyway, I have found all the friends I can find. Du Yue listened to Lin An'an's words and turned around and walked to the president's room.

You have a way. What should I do? Lin An'an's head returned to the table.

Why don't you spy on it first? She looked at the no one around, quickly picked up a pack of information, pretended to be something, and walked to Mu Yan's seat step by step.

Muyan's table is scattered with books on the design and decoration of various venues, and the sketches drawn casually are piled everywhere. Lin An'an didn't dare to make too much movement. He stood on tiptoe and stretched out his neck for a while, but found no trace of the USB flash drive. It hasn't been plugged into the mainframe, has it?

"Ouch." All the information in Lin An'an's arms suddenly fell to the ground. She squatted down and pretended to clean up and approached Mu Yan's mainframe step by step.

"Let me help you." Shen Ruo, who was beside her, bent down to help her pick it up.

"No, no." Lin An'an quickly took the information in Shen Ruo's hand and pressed her on the chair. "You still have something to do. I can do it alone."

Shen Ruo smiled at her and continued to be busy.

Lin An'an squatted down again and took a closer look, and the USB flash drive was not on the mainframe.

The ghost is coming!

Picking it up, she suddenly found that Mu Yan was stepping on one. She pulled it hard and did not move. She had no choice but to knock on Mu Yan's calf. Mu Yan looked down and hurriedly raised his feet.

Lin An'an stood up after packing up all the papers and found that Mu Yan had been looking at him laughing, and quickly responded to him with a very professional smile. But he was thinking, is there any special meaning in his smile?

As soon as Du Yue came out of Gu Mingjun, she saw Lin An'an at Muyan's table: "An'an, the president called you."

"Oh."

Before Du Yue came in, Gu Mingjun was taking off his coat. He habitually touched his pocket and took out the USB flash drive he put in last night. He looked at the little doll hanging on it and recalled yesterday's scene.

Why did Lin An'an fall asleep on Muyan's table? There is still this USB flash drive in front of me. Is she going to give something to Mu Yan?

Gu Mingjun quickly inserted the disk into the computer, mixed with a pile of Japanese dramas and comics, which was the latest saved WORD document. Gu Mingjun understands just by looking at the title. I didn't expect this little girl to come here. That's good.

Gu Mingjun really hopes that Lin An'an can get along with Mu Yan, just for his house. The two may live together after a period of time, and they can also send away the scourge earlier.

He twisted his shoulder yesterday because his back was still a little sore. Suddenly, he thought that if this plate was returned to Lin An'an, maybe she would be scared and dared to attack now. It's better to do this good thing and send it to Mu Yan.

The email has just been sent, and Du Yue came in.

"President, do you know Miss Xu in Shanghai? Can you tell her to change the media gift to something else? I have to ask for some 'white lover chocolate', let me find it now!"

Miss Xu? Which Miss Xu?

"I don't know that she was not on the list, but suddenly she found me and said she would come to participate. He also asked me a bunch of inexplicable questions.

Du Yue, who was anxious, did not notice that Gu Mingjun's face was changing subtly. He sat deeply in the chair and put his thumb on his forehead: "It's okay. I have a friend in Hokkaido and will return to China in the next two days. I just want him to bring it here. You can do something else."

After sending Du Yue away, Gu Mingjun's mood has not yet calmed down. He closed his eyes and forced himself to think about work.

"President, are you looking for me?"

Looking up, it was Lin An'an. Gu Mingjun pointed to the chair opposite and motioned her to sit down.

"How's the lucky reader doing?"

"I have selected five people according to the previous reader information." Lin An'an handed the information in his hand to Gu Mingjun.

Gu Mingjun looked at it and said, "Isn't it planned for two people to participate? Why did it change five?"

"I'm afraid that someone may not be able to come, so I prepared a few more and can make up for it at any time."

"Not bad." Gu Mingjun nodded with satisfaction, "Go back to work. Come on."

"Ye." Lin An'an smiled at him and was about to leave when he was suddenly stopped by Gu Mingjun.

"Is this yours?"

She took a look and saw that it was the USB flash drive she had been looking for.

Lin An'an rushed up.

Gu Mingjun stepped back three steps, and his forehead began to sweat coldly. Why did he make it look like a girl cartoon? It's too exaggerated!

"You have a press conference venue information written for Mu Yan. Hurry up and give it to him."

"I know!" Lin An'an clenched the USB flash drive tightly.

"Is it strange to give the information you carefully collected to your colleagues?"

"It's normal!"

"Then why don't you give it to him quickly?"

"I, I, I can't speak when I see Mu Yan."

"Don't talk, just put it directly on his desk!"

"But...but..."

"If you don't want to give it, I'll send it for you. Anyway, I copied one in the computer." After saying that, Gu Mingjun opened Muyan's avatar and pulled a document over.

Lin An'an grabbed the monitor and began to shake. Seeing that it was useless, he immediately began to pull the power cord: "Return, return, return quickly."

Gu Mingjun quickly pushed her away: "It has been sent, and it can't be returned."

Lin An'an collapsed to the ground: "I won't see Mu Yan in my life. You can't see me anymore. My soul is dying."

"Mu Yan was robbed by Kong Yier. Is there nothing wrong?" Gu Mingjun looked down at her.

Lin An'an suddenly stood up and said, "Of course not."

"Then I'll send it to Mu Yan for you. What's the problem?"

"The problem is not in the document, the problem is... Well, anyway, just hide here until after work."

"Hey!" Seeing that Lin An'an had sat down directly and rudely in a chair, Gu Mingjun had to say, "You don't have to die. I sent the press conference process confirmed at yesterday's meeting."

"What!" Lin An'an jumped up again.

"Anyway, get out of here."

"Is it true? Didn't you lie to me?"

"OUT!!" Gu Mingjun pointed to the door.

Mu Yan, who suddenly broke in, saw the scene in front of him and said awkwardly, "I was going to knock on the door, but I didn't expect the door to close."

Lin An'an blushed, lowered her head and hid in the corner.

Gu Mingjun pretended to cough twice and asked, "What's the matter?"

Mu Yan quickly stepped forward and put a few pictures in front of Gu Mingjun: "I modified the layout of the venue yesterday."

Gu Mingjun looked at it carefully: "Well, it's much better than last time, but I always feel something missing. Lin An'an~"

"Ah!"

"Didn't you sort out some information about the press conference? Give it to Mu Yan for reference.

Hearing this, Mu Yan also turned his face to look at Lin An'an.

"Oh, oh, okay, okay, I'll get it right away."

"Isn't it in the USB flash drive in your hand?"

If Lin An'an had a grenade in her hand at this time, she would definitely throw it out without hesitation. But no, she had to mechanically hand over the USB flash drive to Mu Yan's hand.

Gu Mingjun was very satisfied: "Go ahead."

Back to his seat, the moment Mu Yan opened the document, he realized Lin An'an's intentions. Not to mention the difficulty of collecting photos, Lin An'an also wrote his opinions and opinions at the bottom of each photo.

He looked carefully one by one, pulled the scroll down little by little, and the last sentence came into his eyes...