Nan Shao, the drama master, he has started again

Chapter 1429 Grandpa Has Fallen

Capital
Office on the top floor of Nanling Technology

Nan Jinghong stood at the door with one hand in his pocket, his eagle-like eyes were sizing up all the secretaries and assistants in the office.

After Shu Nianchen came back to the capital, he had already asked Zong Yuan to replace all the staff in the office, and the ones left now are all Yuan Ming or Zong Yuan's subordinates, who have been trained by him for many years and are worthy of trust. Yes, the possibility of betraying him is extremely low.

However, several coincidences collided together, so how could it be so perfect?
Nan Jinghong frowned, stood for a while, suddenly thought of something, frowned even more, turned around, and looked back at his huge office.

Could it be...

Nan Jinghong called Zong Yuan, lowered his voice in front of him, and gave two or three simple instructions.

Zong Yuan's face changed slightly, "Master, this is impossible..."

Nan Jinghong waved his hand, "Do as I say."

Zong Yuan didn't say any more, lowered his head, answered yes, and walked out.

After a while, Zong Yuan came back, holding a black instrument in his hand.

Nan Jinghong raised his chin slightly, Zong Yuan immediately turned on the switch, and began to scan from the wall on the side of the entrance...

Nan Jinghong stood at the door with deep eyes, waiting quietly.

Zong Yuan scanned half a circle with the instrument, and finally walked towards the office area.

As soon as he approached the desk, the instrument began to light up red lights.

"Master!"

Nan Jinghong put on a serious face, slammed the door behind his back, and strode over.

He snatched the instrument from Zong Yuan's hand and swept around the desk himself. When he put the instrument on the pen holder, the five small lights under the instrument all lit up.

He poured out all the pens inside and placed them on the table. Finally, when the instrument approached the jet-black precious pen inlaid with diamonds and crystals, the red light went off again.

Nan Jinghong picked up the pen, and the emotion in his eyes was chaotic and complicated, making it hard to figure out.

Zong Yuan's face was even more shocked, and he didn't dare to say a word for a while.

After a while, Nan Jinghong finally spoke, "Okay, take the things out."

What he handed to Zong Yuan was the instrument, and Nan Jinghong held the pen tightly in his palm, his fists turned blue!

Zong Yuan lowered his head and was about to leave when his cell phone rang suddenly, and he took it out to answer it, his expression changed drastically.

"Master, the master is seriously ill and admitted to the hospital—"

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Jizhou City

There was a lot of chaos in the Nan family. Over the tarmac, a helicopter circled a few times, found the best landing position, and landed slowly.

The propellers were still spinning rapidly, and several people had come down from the helicopter cabin, and under the protection of a group of guards, they rushed to the main house.

At the door of the master room on the second floor, a group of servants and nurses were guarding the door. Nan Xianying looked at the people walking quickly from the corridor, bowed her head respectfully, "Master, Miss Shu."

Lowering her eyes a little, seeing the childish face leaning against Shu Nianchen, who was exactly the same as Nan Jinghong, Nan Xianying lowered her head, "Young master."

Xiao Bao obediently shouted, "Grandpa Xianying is good."

Nan Xianying was even more moved, "Young master is so good."

Nan Jinghong looked at the closed door, "How is Grandpa doing now?"

"The doctor is checking on the master inside, accompanied by Ms. Mu Jin, who has already informed Mr. Er about his nursing home, and Mr. Er is also on his way back."

Shu Nianchen asked worriedly, "Why is it so good, Grandpa just fell down..."

(End of this chapter)