CEO, Hold On A Moment

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Joe frowned.

She glared at him angrily and almost blurted out: "if Tang BeiYao really doesn't want me, I can..." In the middle of the speech, she kept silent.

"I can die with you at ease!"

That's what she wanted to say.

However, in this case: she does not need to talk fast with Nanming, let alone take the initiative to provoke him! So Jomo turned his lips and took the initiative to be quiet.

"What can I do?" Nanming asked curiously.

"Nothing!" Jomo replied angrily, "we'd better not talk!" There's nothing to talk about!

Nanming sniffed lightly.

Then, there is nothing to say all the way.

…………

The car arrived at the nearest airport to the town.

It should be privately owned, remote and relatively small. On the side of the flat and empty runway, only one plane stopped. Their car drove in and stopped next to that plane.

"Good morning, sir!" Someone came to open the door and said, "it's our honor to serve you this time."

Nanming nodded slightly.

Jomo ignored them, opened the door and went down from the other side.

After she got off the bus, she saw the subordinate standing behind a row of crew members, dressed neatly and cleanly. They all looked in the direction of Nanming, respectful and devout?

Joe frowned.

"Who is this?" She was wondering about the deep meaning of that kind of eyes, but the subordinate suddenly opened his mouth. When he asked, everyone's eyes turned to her.

"I..."

Qiao Mu was surprised and hesitated to answer, but Nanming took the words -

"does it have anything to do with you?" He asked, get off the car and walk to the subordinate opposite, with absolute height advantage, condescending but slowly to exert pressure, "curiosity is too strong, I can help you dig out."

The subordinate's face turned white.

"Yes He drew back his eyes, looked uneasy, and quickly opened the topic, "these people are..." He wanted to introduce the standing line of crew members, but he just started and was interrupted.

"No need!" He glanced faintly at the crowd, gave a scornful smile, raised his foot and went straight to the plane, "take a pilot, another, take my own people."

Jomo looked at what he called "his own people", that is, the two people in the car just now

Just two.

He's only bringing people he can trust back to the base camp?

How cunning!

"Cumbersome." She was just thinking about it, but Nanming suddenly stopped and called back in her direction.

Cumbersome?

Call her?

"I..." She wanted to argue.

"Gone." But he was impatient to interrupt and took the lead

…………

The plane took off.

When Nanming communicates with the pilot, Qiao Mu overhears unintentionally: the address and data coordinates that Nanming said are the same as those he told Tang BeiYao.

She was completely relieved!

The cabin was quiet. There were four people sitting here. Two subordinates were in the back row. She and Nanming sat side by side on both sides of the aisle. None of them spoke first.

"Goo Goo..."

There was a slight movement in her stomach.

Qiao Mu is embarrassed, subconsciously pulled up the coat to block, don't want to let others hear. She uses the corner of her eye to check the movement of Nanming: he is unfolding a plane blanket, and seems to be concentrating on the preparation for sleep

He didn't hear.

That's good!

Jomo thought happily, but in the next second --

"Gulu..."

The stomach protested again, and this time it was obviously loud!

He's going to hear it!

Sure enough, Qiao Mu saw that Nanming's action was stiff. Then, putting down the blanket for a while, he turned to her and asked her, "hungry?"

He gave her a chance to have breakfast.

What a pity

Her "noble morality" made her unwilling to eat near the body.

Joe pursed his lips.

Can't she hear his sarcasm?

"So what?" She didn't like to reply and didn't want to lose.

"Not so much." Nanming shook his head and lay back, covering himself with a blanket Be hungry. " And then he just closed his eyes

Sleep?

Jomo looked at him more than he could believe, and then he looked back.

Forget it!

I didn't expect him to buy her food!

…………

There was silence.The plane was flying smoothly. Jomo only heard the address, but could not estimate how long the voyage was? And now she is hungry, every minute and every second has become extremely painful.

There is no stewardess on the plane!

Nanming's two subordinates are not what she can command

After thinking about it, Joe decided to find something to eat. Plane meals and so on, or basic bread food and so on, are there always on the plane?

However, the fact is still out of her expectation -

no!

There is nothing that can satisfy one's hunger! There are various colorful bottles and cups in the cupboard. There are a lot of wine. The only thing she can drink is orange juice with French label.

Look at the color

Should it be orange juice?

Qiao Mu is not sure. After all, this is Nanming's place. Anything is possible Therefore, she did not dare to drink.

But she was really hungry.

After thinking for a long time, Qiao Mu finally poured a cup, and then she went back to the seat cabin -

hearing her movement, Nan Ming just opened his eyes.

His eyes were wide awake.

Without thinking about it, Jomo handed the cup to him and said, "here you are!"

Nanming was surprised, hesitated and didn't answer immediately: "what do you mean?"

"Here you are!" Jomo clenched the cup and insisted on sending it forward. She needs to be sure: is this orange juice? No, it should be. Can I drink it or not?

Nanming took over.

He was surprised at the bottom of his eyes, holding the transparent glass with five fingers and shaking the juice gently. He inquired for a while, and then opened his mouth with a smile: "I remember that you offered me ginger tea last time, and then let people kill me."

With his slow tone and careless action, he seems to have nothing to do with himself: "your kindness must have a purpose, and it's not good for me."

"Touch!"

He put the cup down.

The bottom of the glass, hit the marble desktop, make a sound.

"And this time?" Nanming asked, "what do you want to do?" At this point, his eyes could not help cooling down. Because he thought of the last time, her kindness, let him give her trust.

What an irony!

The final result let him understand: sure enough, people are not credible! Even half of my life!

Jomo was frightened by his gaze.

"It's not as complicated as you think." She didn't open her eyes, took a deep breath, and then returned to him with the same words he had said before. She simply said, "I'm hungry! Want to know if this orange juice is poisonous? Can you drink it? "

As soon as the words come out, there will be silence around.

I don't know if it's an illusion? Jomo felt: the pressure from him subsided in an instant, and the surrounding atmosphere turned into a kind of speechless and helpless silence

For a long time.

"Yes." Nanming finally opened his mouth. He raised the cup, but only sipped it lightly, and then added, "but this is mango juice."

Jomo was relieved to turn around.

It seemed that Nanming had something else to say. Qiao Mu didn't listen, and she didn't plan to ask for the cup he had drunk. She went back to the front, poured most of the bottle directly, relieved the hunger, and then came back.

Juice is not hungry, she knows!

So, she also decided to go to bed, to survive this unknown period of time voyage.

…………

"Sir!"

When Nanming got up, Qiao Mu had fallen asleep completely. He walked to the back row. When the two subordinates saw him, they immediately stood up at the same time and called respectfully.

They waited for Nanming's order, but they didn't expect to wait until such an inquiry -

"do you have anything to eat?"

The subordinates were confused.

"No It took two seconds for the subordinate to reply, "or..." He's trying to suggest landing somewhere nearby! But who is hungry?

Sir, never

"No, forget it." The subordinate's words did not finish, Nan Ming had already quickly opened his mouth, interrupted his words, also interrupted his infinite reverie.

Then Nanming turned around and went back.