Chapter 7: Pretty woman

The morning sun shines on the prosperous urban area. Looking at the crowded bus, Lam Tu Han sees his luck starting to come. Doing such a lazy job also gets money from the boss. She feels that her life is not too miserable.

"Van Khiet, your driving skills are excellent." She sincerely looked at Vuong Van Khiet and said.

Not fully awake yet, Vuong Van Khiet lazily glanced at her and said, "I take you to work every day. Should I pay you for fuel?" Currently, the price of gasoline has increased, she is very concerned about it.

"Are you heartless to collect money from me?" Lam Tu Han pretended to be pitiful, looking at her, and said, "Besides, normally I drive a car to work one day, doesn't it also cost money to buy gas?"

"How can you let me ride Ba Vuong (Ride without paying) like this?" Vuong Van Khiet glanced at her and growled.

"Wait a minute." Lam Tu Han suddenly said.

Vuong Van Khiet braked urgently and looked at her: "For what?"

"I want to go buy a bouquet, and you go first. It's fine for me to go there." After she finished speaking, she pushed the door down from the car. Before Vuong Van Khiet had time to react, her figure lurked in the crowd.

Lam Tu Han walked slowly to the flower shop leaned down to smell the fragrant scent of red roses, his face relaxed with a relaxed smile.

She chose the ninety-nine most beautiful roses, then paid quickly and walked to the front of the Tieu Thi building.

Duan Ngoc Han stared at the large bouquet, for a short time, without having time to react. Lam Tu Han stared at him with a smile and said: "Director Duan, this is President Tieu who sent me to send flowers, and President Tieu treated him. You're so good."

Saying this flattery, Lam Tu Han felt nauseous in his heart. There was no way he was not careful to offend her before. If he could use this way to forgive her, her words would also be nauseating. Talking.

Unfortunately, Duan Ngoc Han was covered by a sense of surprise. She could not hear her flattery. She was overjoyed, holding a bouquet in her hand, entering the office. Tieu Ky Pham gave her flowers for the first time. How could she not be happy?

"Director Duan! If there is nothing, I will return to work". Lam Tu Han said carefully, seeing that she was still drunk in the honey of love. She couldn't do anything but turn her back and walk away.

After only two steps, an order came from behind: "Stop!"

Lam Tu Han turned his head, just now was the happy face of a small girl, in an instant Duan Ngoc Han changed to a cold look, Lam Tu Han subconsciously cringe, today ..., she doesn't do anything terrible right?

She hesitantly walked over to her desk, stammering, "Is there… is something wrong?"

Duan Ngoc Han took a bag of documents on the table, brought it in front of her, and said coldly: "Bring this brochure to Tinh Duyet Hotel, room 2017, hand it to General Ngo".

"Ah?" Lam Tu Han looked at her in surprise and called her to work as a runner? Don't tell me that the Cleaning department has to do the work out here. Doesn't the company have someone who specializes in doing this?

"How? Don't want to go?" Duan Ngoc Han frowned.

"No, I'm leaving."

Duan Ngoc Han raised her hand and handed her the videotape: "This is an important document of the company, be careful not to lose it." She smiled sarcastically: "If you lose it, selling you ten times is not enough to compensate."

"I know" Lam Tu Han nodded helplessly went out.

Looking at this five-star hotel, Lam Tu Han recalls the room number Duan Ngoc Han told her, 2017? Why does this number feel so familiar to her?

Her face heats up. She's also a good girl. Can't she just send someone else's room in 2017?

Although it was not in this hotel, she also felt a bit unnatural in her heart, looking around and finally arriving at the door of room 2017.

She raised her hand and gently knocked on the door, taking a deep breath.

No answer, just like that, she tried to knock hard, half a minute later, inside finally a low male voice: "Come in."

Lam Tu Han had just pushed open the door to enter when she felt the cold air to her bones. She quickly took a step back. Oh, man! Is the person inside playing pervert? Truly like an ice cave.

There was only one lamp on the pale yellow wall that was lit in the room, faintly illuminating the room. In the middle of the VIP room, there is an image of a lazy man leaning on the sofa. Under the weak light, he can be vaguely seen as a man with excellent five senses in the middle of the ice room. Cold, like a house at the moment.

The atmosphere was strange to the extreme, making Lam Tu Han even more confused. She clutched the black bag tightly, stammering, "May I ask... are you, General Wu?"

The man turned slightly, two icy eyes looking straight at her. After a long time, he indifferently said two words: "No."

Not? Lam Tu Han was surprised. Duan Ngoc Han told her that person was in room 2017. How is that possible? But the owner of the room said that it is not…

"Sorry, my mistake." Lam Tu Han apologetically clenched his fist, then stepped back, not forgetting to close the door for him.

The moment she closed the door, she saw the statue-like man moving, then felt a moving figure before her eyes. Without having time to react, she once again returned to the room.

In the center of her forehead was a black gun.

Lam Tu Han wants to say she wants to call someone to save her life! Her mouth could not speak again. The bag of documents she was clutching slowly slid down, falling to the ground.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" The sound like a ghost resounded faintly.

Lam Tu Han tried to swallow a mouthful of saliva and opened his mouth in shock: "I... I don't want to receive anything, I came to give things".

"Hmm?" The gun pointed at her closer.

Just then, the door to the room was pushed open, followed by shrill laughter. A man appeared in front of the two, gun in hand moving, facing Lanh Phong's chest.

Oh, man! What else to show? Maybe it's a movie? Leng Phong cursed without waiting for her to scream: "Damn it!"

Arms were trying to push, Lam Tu Han screamed, his body collided with the man behind. One person fell to the floor. Fortunately, the bed was carpeted.

The moment the man standing at the other door stepped aside, Leng Phong's handsome figure snuck up in front of him, gripping the gun in his right hand.