That day Wen Huan went to Wen Zhang's office. The employees peeked at the young man in hoodie with gossipy heart.
Among the crowd of Formally dressed people, Wen Huan's student like outfit stood out, accompanied with his mask, many people mistook his as Wen Zhang.
Only the high level executives who were used to Wen Haun greeted him politely before continuing their work.
They all knew that Wen Huan didn't like crowded places and didn't have direct contact with employees.
When Wen Zhang saw Wen Huan, he thought that he would get some help, but all Wen Huan did was lying on his sofa and sighing countless times.
Wen Zhang rubbed his head and closed the file he was working on.
"Wen Huan, for God's sake say if you have something to say, don't make such face in front of me."
Wen Huan who was still staring at ceiling immediately sat up on sofa. "Are you free now?"