I Want To Move In Next Door
Chapter 132: Achieved My Lifelong Dream (2)_1

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: Achieved My Lifelong Dream (2)_1

Zhang Te reflexively held up his newly purchased phone, took a glance, and then realized what Han Jingnian’s words implied - his wife had sent a message to the WeChat he had previously used.

Zhang Te, already quite desperate, felt even more despair thinking about his two trapped phones. He wanted to cry, but could only force a smile, "Okay, Mr. Han, I’ll go get it now."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Te didn’t immediately enter the elevator.

What was there to get? What was there to take? His wife had been playing all day, could there be any design drafts?

Reaching the floor where the design department was located, Zhang Te first went to the restroom to deal with physiological needs, then leisurely went to the stairwell where few people frequented.

Upon pushing open the door to the stairwell, Zhang Te spotted Xia Wan’an leaning against the wall, seemingly dozing off.

Zhang Te: "..."

If his lazy wife could produce a decent design draft, he would eat shit!

Although that was what Zhang Te was thinking, he said respectfully: "Madam."

No response.

Zhang Te stepped forward and spoke again: "Madam?"

Still no response.

Could she be asleep? Zhang Te became sweaty, and raised his voice: "Madam?"

Xia Wan’an, who was leaning against the wall, shimmered a bit, then lifted her head to look at Zhang Te. She sobered up, and while wiping away some drool from her mouth, handed the U-disk in her other hand to Zhang Te: "Oh, here’s the thing you wanted."

Zhang Te grudgingly accepted it.

Xia Wan’an stretched her body lazily while yawning, and started walking towards the exit of the stairwell: "I’ve finished my work, I’m ready to get off duty, take your time with it."

Zhang Te blurted out without thinking: "Going home? Madam, what if the design needs revisions?"

Upon hearing this, Xia Wan’an stopped: "Although the work in your hands is not a top-notch one, there are few in this world who could revise it."

Zhang Te: "..."

Zhang Te: "Madam, don’t be too confident, it could backfire."

Xia Wan’an laughed nonchalantly: "For me, not being confident enough can backfire!"

Zhang Te: "..."

Before Zhang Te could say another word, Xia Wan’an put her hand on her collar button: "Say one more word and I’ll scream assault!"

Zhang Te dared not even fart, he turned around, skipped the elevator, and bolted up the stairs.

...

Zhang Te rushed into Han Jingnian’s office as if a flood beast was pursuing him from behind.

Han Jingnian looked at the flustered Zhang Te suspiciously: "What’s the matter?"

"N-nothing." Zhang Te felt guilty for some reason as he said these words, as if he had done something to let down the boss. It wasn’t him who said anything, it was the wife!

Han Jingnian didn’t care about Zhang Te’s strange behavior at all, he gave him an exasperated look, then went straight to the point: "Where’s the stuff?"

Zhang Te quickly offered up the U-disk with both hands: "Here it is."

Han Jingnian took the U-disk, connected it to the computer, and when the U-disk was recognized, he opened the only file inside.