Tang Yuran's seat was empty; that guy had been gone since he went out earlier and hadn't come back. No one answered when calling her phone, and no one else knew where she went. She was truly a headache.
Gu Yu sat in his own chair, his slender fingers continuously tapping on the desk, while his other hand was about to make another call to Tang Yuran from his mobile phone's contact list.
Just as Gu Yu was getting a bit irritated, Qin Jianyang breezed in like a gust of wind.
"Something terrible has happened, something terrible!!" Qin Jianyang, holding his notebook, yelled at Gu Yu.
"What's so terrible??" Gu Yu frowned, looking at the suddenly intruding Qin Jianyang with irritation, "Seeing you is what's making it terrible for me."
After charging in, Qin Jianyang first looked around, then turned around, closed the door to Gu Yu's office, and drew the curtains closed before sitting down in the chair in front of Gu Yu's desk with his laptop, stammering, "There's big trouble."
"..."