Therefore, although Lu Shifeng looks for all kinds of opportunities to be alone with her, she always avoids them with disgust.

She is more keen on work than before. She has received a large number of projects from canger and devoted herself to photography as a workaholic. She even made a group of photographers in the cloud feel threatened. They feel that a new female photographer is about to be born. Will their jobs be lost?

In such a treacherous atmosphere, after more than a month.

S The weather in the city is getting worse and it's raining one after another.

At first, it didn't rain much, but after a few days, it got worse and worse. Soon it was reported in the news that it was the worst rainstorm in a hundred years.

Su Xingyu's shooting work in the cloud has also changed the progress. All outdoor shooting has been suspended. First, he takes the interior of the studio. On this day, she was busy in the studio all day, completely forgetting herself. She didn't remember the thunder and lightning outside. When she came out of the studio at the end of the afternoon, she found that the sky outside was so dark that she couldn't see her fingers. The rain was pouring down on the glass window, just like the river pouring down.

"It's raining hard." A staff member beside her also came out, looking at the rain outside the window, said.

Another staff member said, "it's been raining all day, and I don't know when to stop. It's said that several sewers in the city have been blocked. Many places in Guanglin district and Jinhuang district have been flooded. In some places, people can't live on the first floor. In the news, people are reminded to prevent floods and disasters. "

Flood control and disaster resistance?

"How serious is it?" Su Xingyu asked.

The staff member took a look at her and said with a smile: "miss a Xing, those are the old urban areas. You don't have to worry about living with Mr. Lu of the blade group. Does Mr. Lu always live in the villa area in the east of the city? Once I passed by, I had a look. I planted a large area of rose and nocturnal incense. It's so beautiful. It's a rich area over there. The drainage system is very good and the terrain is high. There's no need to worry about being flooded

Su Xingyu doesn't speak any more. She is not worried about herself, but about her two children.

Although it rained a few days ago, the helicopter can take off and land normally when it stops and stops. But look at the rain today

I'm afraid I can't stop for a while.

She said goodbye to the two staff members and went to one side to make a phone call: "Hello, uncle Zhong? Did you pick up Xiaohan and xiaojue's helicopter today Can't fly? What about the car? Send a car to pick up the kids. " She glanced anxiously out of the window. The dark sky, heavy rain, lightning and thunder, and the sound of horns of many vehicles faintly came from the street. It was obvious that there was a traffic jam on the road.

At the other end of the line, Zhong Bo also told her the bad news: "madam, there are four drivers at home. The one who usually takes you to and from is blocked under the viaduct in Jinhuang district. The car is flooded. The drivers in the whole street are not only unable to move, but also are abandoning their cars to protect their lives. It is said that several of them have been killed or injured. The other two took me and Guima out shopping at ordinary times, one didn't come back from other provinces, and the other was also blocked on the road. Finally, Lao Zhou is driving for the young master. This time should be waiting for the young master to get off work. Would you like to ask the young master? I can't move old Zhou. "

Su Xingyu frowns, thanks the housekeeper Zhongbo and hangs up.

This heavy rain is really unfortunate, a few of the family's drivers were unable to use, for today's plan also had to go to Lao Zhou.

She didn't want to deal with Lu Shifeng. There was his driver's phone in her mobile phone, so she dialed it directly: "Lao Zhou? it's me. Where are you now? Can you go to Xiushan kindergarten to pick up the children? The helicopter couldn't fly because of the heavy rain, and several other drivers were trapped. "

Old Zhou was in the headquarters of blade, not trapped on the road, but he was very embarrassed: "young lady, I'm waiting for the young master's meeting here. One of his important meetings is not over yet. After that, I'll take him to the next one. Now I don't dare to disturb him, or would you wait? "

How can su Xingyu wait?

The weather conditions were so bad that she felt restless and worried about her two children far away.

"Adults can wait, children can't," she said

Lao Zhou comforted her: "young lady, with all due respect, even if I take you to pick up the child now, there is a great possibility that you will be trapped on the road. Isn't there a trusteeship in Xiushan kindergarten? You can temporarily let the young master stay in the kindergarten for one night and pick them up tomorrow. "

Su Xingyu has also thought of trusteeship. This kind of noble kindergarten is really well equipped.

However, if there is only Xiaohan, the trusteeship will be done, but xiaojue can't. She is very worried that the autistic child is staying out for the night.

"Don't worry about Lu Shifeng. Go to pick up the child first." She said to the driver, Lao Zhou, a little irritably.But Lao Zhou did not dare: "young lady..."

He is very embarrassed. If the young lady makes the young master unhappy, it's just a quarrel between the head of the bed and the end of the bed. But if he makes the young master unhappy, it's a matter of losing his job.

Su Xingyu also recognized his embarrassment, and secretly scolded Lu Shifeng, the tyrant who usually accumulated too much power, and made his subordinates tremble and don't know how to adapt. She didn't persuade the driver any more. She hung up the phone to call Lu Shifeng. She couldn't help but ask him to do it.

There was lightning and thunder outside the window, one after another.

There was a busy tone on the other end of the phone. I couldn't get through.

Su Xingyu remembers that Lao Zhou said that Lu Shifeng was in a meeting. She guessed that her mobile phone had been muted. She scolded, looked up at the rain outside the window and rushed into the rain curtain.

It was raining hard, and the wind was blowing on people, making a sharp whistling.

She didn't take an umbrella - it didn't work in the heavy rain, it was only in her hand. On the dark street, only street lights and lights flicker, and few pedestrians can be seen at all. People with umbrellas or without umbrellas are sheltering from the rain under the shopping malls, office buildings and shops along the street. Seeing her plunge into the rain is like watching a madman.

She didn't take a bus. This is the central city. The streets are blocked. All the way, there are crawling cars and angry drivers honking their horns.

Fortunately, the studio she is in is not far away from the edge headquarters. She can walk two or three kilometers. It's usually only half an hour when the weather is good. But in such bad weather, it's very difficult to walk for half an hour. Even if she walks and runs, it's very hard for her to arrive.

I'm all wet through.

Long hair stuck to his face in a mess.

The gatekeeper of the headquarters of the cutting edge group jumped down and couldn't recognize her in down jacket, mask and hat. She asked, "Miss, who are you? Looking for someone? What can I do for you