12: I predicted your prediction

Li Haoyang's phone wasn't taken, it was just on the table.

This was also everyone's habit in the company; after all, it wouldn't get lost in the company.

Su Yue glanced towards the direction of the restroom; Li Haoyang definitely wouldn't be coming out anytime soon. After all, he had just cried very sadly, and his eyes were red.

Men value their face. Before his eyes returned to normal, he would likely stay in the restroom.

And this gave Su Yue a perfect opportunity!

With a faint smile on his face, Su Yue picked up Li Haoyang's phone, casually opened Dianping, and found a number.

"Hello, Shiyuan Flower Shop!" The call was connected, and a pleasant voice came through.

"Hello, I'd like to order a bouquet of roses," Su Yue said calmly.

"Okay, how many would you like?"

"Ninety-nine roses, how much?" Su Yue asked.

"According to the current market price, thornless ones are 10 yuan each, and thorny ones are 5 yuan. Which kind would you like? I can give you a discount." This wasn't a small order, and the Boss Lady of the flower shop's voice clearly held delight.

"I'll take 99 thornless ones. I don't need a discount, but I do have a special request," Su Yue's tone was calm, but it carried an air of certainty.

"Please tell me."

"I hope you can deliver this bouquet of roses to Yuantu Company, to a Miss Yang Qingmei. And my request is," Su Yue glanced at the time on his phone, "that you deliver it punctually in ten minutes, at 13:14."

"Not a minute early, not a minute late, with an error of no more than half a minute!" he emphasized.

"Okay, sir!" The Boss Lady of the flower shop agreed without the slightest hesitation, which was not unexpected for Su Yue.

He had just searched for the nearest flower shop, which was less than five hundred meters from the company. Even walking, it would take ten minutes to arrive.

"Would you like to include a name, sir?" the Boss Lady asked again.

"Sign it, Li Haoyang," Su Yue smiled again.

After hanging up the phone and completing the payment with his own phone, Su Yue began to wait quietly.

He didn't wait too long. Before Li Haoyang returned, a commotion came from the company's reception area.

"Wow!"

"So many roses!"

"So romantic!"

The commotion woke up many colleagues who were taking a lunch break. Many poked their heads out, looking curiously towards the reception area.

The commotion showed a tendency to spread. Su Yue smiled, stood up, and leisurely walked towards the direction of the President's office.

The sounds of exclamation behind him grew closer. Many colleagues poured out of their offices, following a delivery guy in a uniform, exclaiming all the way.

Su Yue looked back at what the delivery guy was holding. It had to be said, 99 roses did have a bit of visual impact.

Moreover, the flower shop had clearly taken service to the extreme, likely repeatedly instructing the delivery guy to definitely meet the customer's request and deliver at this specific time.

And the delivery guy was also very responsible, almost arriving exactly on time.

Watching the delivery guy approach in this direction, surrounded by a large group of colleagues, Su Yue stopped. He was currently standing right beside the door of the Confidential Documents Section. After carefully scanning and confirming he wasn't under the corridor's surveillance camera, Su Yue took out his phone.

The phone was timing. Su Yue quietly counted to three in his heart.

"Three, two, one!"

As if by telepathy, the door of the Confidential Documents Section opened the next second, and Yang Qingmei walked out with a bewildered look.

"For me?" she said unconsciously.

Su Yue didn't answer. He knew very well that Yang Qingmei hadn't noticed him at all at this moment; her entire attention had been captured by those ninety-nine roses.

"Qingmei, your flowers!"

"So romantic!"

"You got a boyfriend, why didn't you tell us? Are we still sisters!"

Although Yang Qingmei rarely appeared in the company because she followed President Lan, her popularity was really good. A large group of people surrounded her, crowding around her in the center.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Yang Qingmei?" Although the delivery guy had already guessed Yang Qingmei's identity, he still confirmed.

"That's me." Yang Qingmei's mind was clearly blank at this moment. She walked a few steps forward blankly.

"Your flowers." The delivery guy gentlemanly held the flowers over, and Yang Qingmei unconsciously took them.

"Who sent them?" she looked at the delivery guy in confusion.

"It was a Mr. Li Haoyang," the delivery guy replied politely.

"Wow!"

"Li Haoyang?"

"That kid's got guts, daring to go after our goddess!"

Exaggerated screams rang out, mixed with a discordant voice.

"Doesn't Li Haoyang have a girlfriend?"

"They broke up!" A voice suddenly rang out behind Yang Qingmei; it was Su Yue.

At this moment, a profound smile appeared on his face again, and he continued, "They've already broken up, he's single now!"

"Oh, oh," the one who had just made the discordant remark had clearly had a momentary lapse in judgment. She quickly reacted, "It's good they broke up. Li Haoyang and Secretary Yang are a perfect match together!"

"Indeed, a golden couple!"

"Have many children and grow old together!" The crowd started cheering playfully. Yang Qingmei finally reacted. Her face instantly turned more radiant than the roses. Hugging the bouquet that was large enough to cover half her body, she quickly turned around and darted into the Confidential Documents Section, not coming out again.

Behind her was Su Yue's meaningful gaze.

...

In the President's office, President Lan was also startled awake from her work. She looked towards the door in surprise, not understanding why the company was so noisy.

She glanced at a female bodyguard sitting by the door. Four bodyguards were divided into two shifts, with female bodyguards responsible for close protection and male bodyguards responsible for outer security, rotating in male-female pairs.

It had to be said, President Lan's decision-making speed was very fast, and these bodyguards were also very professional. In just over half an hour, both sides had already gotten into their roles.

The female bodyguard looked bewildered at this moment, but her expression wasn't particularly tense.

President Lan had also heard the meaning of happiness in the commotion outside. She shook her head inexplicably.

Just then, the office door was knocked. The female bodyguard opened the door, and Yang Qingmei walked in, holding over a dozen documents with her head down.

"President Lan, these are today's reports," her voice was like a mosquito's buzz.

President Lan glanced at Yang Qingmei in surprise. Yang Qingmei's face was as bright as a red sunset at this moment, especially her nose, which was completely red.

"What's wrong?" she asked doubtfully.

"Nothing," Yang Qingmei lowered her head even further.

"What's the commotion outside? I heard everyone calling out Li Haoyang, and something about sending flowers and so on." When the door was opened just now, the sounds from outside rushed in, allowing President Lan to hear a few fragments clearly.

"It's nothing, they're just messing around," Yang Qingmei said shyly.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of President Lan's mouth. She was already smart; although she hadn't seen what happened, seeing Yang Qingmei's expression, she had roughly guessed.

"How is it? Do the roses smell good?" she teased, which was rare for her.

"I didn't smell them..." Yang Qingmei retorted weakly, with a red nose.

Okay, President Lan wasn't a gossipy person. Since Yang Qingmei was unwilling to talk about this topic, President Lan returned to her expressionless working state. She took the dozen or so reports from Yang Qingmei's hand and casually opened the first one.

As her gaze fell on the document, her eyes instantly froze.

The next second, her gaze became sharp as an eagle's. "Who submitted this report?"

"Li Haoyang..." Yang Qingmei glanced at the cover of the document, her face bright red.

"President Lan, is there a problem with this document?" she calmed herself down and asked respectfully.

"Nothing," President Lan sighed slightly and shook her head.

"You can go out first," she ordered lightly.

Watching Yang Qingmei's retreating back, President Lan's gaze became profound.

These few words were exactly the same as the words on the note she had received before!

The other party had sent information again!

Suppressing the anger in her heart, President Lan furrowed her beautiful brows and quickly read the information on it.

Nothing else, just 11 short numbers.

"1379627...."

President Lan silently recited it, quickly analyzing in her mind, determining that the string of numbers the other party gave was a phone number.

Leaving me a phone number, does he want me to contact him?

Lightly twirling the note in her hand, President Lan's gaze was deep. She slowly sat on the sofa, positioning herself to be more stable, which was conducive to thinking.

At noon, she had just received a note and immediately arranged for bodyguards.

As a result, just after arranging the bodyguards, the other party sent another one!

This was clearly a provocation!

This person couldn't be Li Haoyang, because President Lan also knew Li Haoyang; he was a very honest young man with no cunning whatsoever.

Besides the anger of being provoked, President Lan also felt a sense of solemnity.

The provocation itself was actually a confidence in strength. The other party was confident that she couldn't find out who he was, and that no matter how strict her security was, he could still do what he wanted to do.

The question was, what exactly did the other party want to do?

President Lan was silent, her heart full of doubt.

To be honest, she didn't feel any hostility in the note, not a single trace.

She had a feeling that the other party didn't want to harm her.

So, it didn't matter if she called him.

At least, figure out the other party's intentions!

After sorting out her thoughts, President Lan walked towards the small compartment nearby. This was where she usually took a nap when she was tired from work.

She was a meticulous person. Although the bodyguards who came today were highly qualified, and she showed respect for their professionalism, she hadn't had time to build trust in them yet.

Especially when her privacy seemed to have been seen through by a pair of eyes.

Whoosh—whoosh—whoosh——

After taking a few deep breaths, President Lan, as if gathering courage, picked up her phone, dialed the number on the note, and called.

Beep beep beep——

After a few rings, the call on the other side was answered.

To President Lan's surprise, an impatient female voice came from the receiver:

"Hello, who are you looking for?"

Slightly startled, President Lan immediately calmed down and replied cautiously, "I am..."

Before the name 'Lan Zijun' could be spoken, a male voice that she found incredibly familiar came from the phone receiver:

"Who are you talking to? I've already taken off my clothes, hurry up and come over."

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