The Romantic CEO

"You have more eyes in the United States, help me check personal information, find her and bring her back."

Jing Shaocheng is confused: "who are you looking for?"

"Lin Ziqian."

"This name is a little familiar. What does it have to do with Lin Zichao last time?" Jing Shaocheng caught the key point at once.

"It's his sister. Tell me when you find it."

"Yes, no problem." Jing Shaocheng has never asked why. Since he is a brother, it is a matter of one word to help. He doesn't need to ask any more. Although he is going to be crazy by the pile of cooperation and negotiation, he has to report regularly on Monday.

He suddenly felt that his old father was not easy.

"I'm busy recently, but I'm sure I can handle your business. I can guarantee that." Jing Shaocheng always keeps his word and never makes false promises.

"Thank you." Jiang Yichen pursed his lips: "please come out to drink some other day."

Jing Shaocheng hung up the phone, and the internal line on the desk rang. Qin Keyu's indifferent voice came from inside: "I ordered you takeout and coffee. Put them on the table outside the office door. Remember to go out and get them."

Obviously, he is doing a good deed, but Qin Keyu's tone is too It's so annoying.

Jing Shaocheng's face was expressionless: "I know."

The phone was suddenly hung up.

Jing Shaocheng's mouth is turned away. This woman is really neither gentle nor lovely. Every time I talk to her, he seems to owe her hundreds of dollars. She has never had a good face. No wonder Qin Siming insists on his engagement. It seems that her father knows her very well and knows that she can't get married.

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After Jiang Yichen left, he completed the discharge procedures.

The doctor and the nurse said that Lu Zhan was still dealing with the wound. He was ok, but he was hurt a little bit. Thinking that Lu Zhan's injury was entirely due to himself, he felt a kind of timidity in his heart, so he prepared to wait for a few days to see him.

Norman Foster's affair is totally ruined. She didn't even see the master's face. It is estimated that she will leave a bad impression. After all, she stood up for others.

When I went to the company on Monday, I was calm, as if nothing had happened.

When she was drawing the design drawings on her seat, Gao Han stood in front of her with a cup of coffee and said with a smile, "I've heard that you went to master Norman's auction on Friday?"

After listening quietly, he suddenly turned to look at her: "who are you listening to?"

Gao Han suddenly realized that she was talkative. She was a quick talker, and she would not put anything in her heart. At this moment, her eyes were a little flustered and her lips opened: "you said it yourself. Did you forget it?"

"I didn't talk to anyone."

"I saw your invitation."

Miss suddenly stood up, she was more than half a head higher than Gao Han. At this time, her face was gloomy and her whole body was like ice. She narrowed her eyes: "Gao Han, we are colleagues. Do I usually offend you?" She pressed her hand on Gao Han's shoulder with a little strength: "well, did you?"

"What's wrong with you Gao Han was so painful that his hand holding the coffee cup was unstable.

Hearing the footsteps behind him, he let go of his hands and leaned forward to approach her: "better, don't let me know what you're doing behind your back, otherwise." She laughed, with a creepy smile.

"Think about it, Gao Han. It's a regular meeting. Hurry up. Don't grind."

It's the voice of Li Song.

Think back to sweet smile: "OK, right away."

She turned her head, and her face quickly became gloomy and cool: "Gao Han, if my colleagues do not attack me, I will not commit crimes. I hope you will remember."

Gao Han touched the shoulder that was pinched by consideration and felt a little nervous, but she should be OK.

The man just said that it would be good to disclose his whereabouts. Then she accidentally saw the invitation letter and told the man that there was a large amount of money on the bank card.

Think of here, she clenched the back teeth, care about this kind of fickle woman, let her suffer a little, what's the matter?

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Hospitals.

After the effect of the anesthetic was over, Lu Zhan only felt the bones all over his body were broken. Jiang Yichen was really cruel. If he didn't throw himself on him at that time, he would have been beaten to half a disability.

He moved, a burst of broken like pain hit, which let him can not help but Biao a dirty word.

When the door of the ward is pushed open, Lu Zhan sees that he is thinking about it. He habitually moves his body, which is sour!

His head was bandaged like a mummy, and his face was swollen into a pig's head. Only his eyes could turn. Oh, and his mouth could speak. He moved the corner of his lip and said two words with difficulty.

"Lu Zhan, don't talk."She reached out to touch his wound, but in the end she hung down her hand, along with her head: "I'm sorry."

Lu Zhan shakes his head. It doesn't matter. You don't have to say sorry. It's too long for him to say.

She sighed and looked at his scarred face. All the guilt and heartache were brought out, but she couldn't ask Jiang Yichen to apologize to him. She stood up and put the flowers in the vase, which made the ward look a little bit alive.

"It's OK with Lu Zhanhua

"Lu Zhan, would you like some water? I'll get you some water. "

"Good."

He poured a glass of water for him. Because Lu Zhan couldn't get the water, he padded his pillow. Then he took the water cup, tilted it slightly, and slowly transferred the water into his mouth.

Seeing Lu Zhan struggling to drink water, she felt even more sad. She put down her glass, buried her hand in the palm of her hand, shook her head, and murmured, "Lu Zhan, I'm sorry, it's me that got you in trouble."

Lu Zhan pulls her sleeve with his mobile left hand. His eyes show tolerance and kindness. He has always been tolerant and gentle to care. He has not said a heavy word to her for so many years.

When he was a sophomore in junior high school, he was the only girl in his heart who was worthy of protection. Sometimes he thought that if the young people who didn't study at the school gate bullied and cared about it, he would not hesitate to take a brick.

However, he had been waiting for this opportunity for many years.

It's a kind of honor to be injured for your beloved girl.

The door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and a cold wind poured in. Then, there was a slightly flattering voice from the doctor: "Mr. Jiang, there is no big obstacle, but there are a few minor fractures and bruises in the body. I will stay in the hospital for observation for a few days."

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