"Humph, I think he simply doesn't care about this job at all!" Li Ruo snorted and then said to Lin Ziwen, "Alright, Ziwen, time to get off work."
After saying that, Li Ruo turned and entered the elevator, leaving Lin Ziwen standing there alone. As soon as Li Ruo had entered the elevator, Lin Ziwen hurriedly made a phone call to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen was comfortably sprawled on the sofa, legs apart in a 'figure eight.' His left hand and foot had both touched the ground, his whole body forming a complicated sleeping position. Suddenly, the phone on the sofa started vibrating violently. Ye Chen rolled off the sofa, grabbed the phone instinctively, glanced around cautiously, then answered the call with a lazy, "Hello, who is it?"
"Ye Chen, it's Lin Ziwen. Where did you go this afternoon? Why didn't you come to work?" Lin Ziwen asked with furrowed brows.
