Assistant Bai thought for a while and decided to find a time to report to the president at night. Wen Zichen stood in front of Song Yuyan and looked at the man on the opposite table with complicated eyes. This man didn't look like Song Yuyan's lover. ? So who is he and how did he eat with Song Yuyan?
There was suddenly no tenderness in Wen Zichen's eyes at this moment, but instead a kind of anger that was incomprehensible. Assistant Bai saw this scene clearly, and Assistant Bai secretly said in his heart: Ha, wait a minute I'm going to take a good look at you. You're pretending really well, but nothing can escape my fiery eyes.
Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen blankly, was it my imagination? Why did I see Wen Zichen's eyes looking at Assistant Bai fiercely just now? Do these two people know each other? Song Yuyan looked at Assistant Bai with a suggestive look and said: We just met this person a few days ago. Don't get me wrong, Assistant Bai, I've almost eaten that one, should we...
Wen Zichen The pupils dilated instantly. What did Song Yuyan call this man just now? "Assistant Bai", Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan. Thinking of this little girl's identity, Wen Zichen decided to investigate Song Yuyan.
Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan with his eyes, then looked at Song Yuyan with a gentle smile and said: Are you leaving now? But are you full? Song Yuyan looked at Wen Zichen, with eyes as gentle as water, she said cautiously: Well, I'm really full, no need, Mr. Wen, I'm still in a hurry to go home!
Wen Zichen Seeing Song Yuyan in such a hurry, it was hard to say anything. She looked at Song Yuyan and said softly: Okay, but how do you go back? Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan looked at Assistant Bai. Assistant Bai quickly stood up from the chair and looked at Song Yuyan and said: I'm going to check out. Miss Song, please wait for me.
After Assistant Bai went to check out, Song Yuyan sat uncomfortably on the dining table. Mainly, Wen Zichen was still sitting next to Song Yuyan, which made Song Yuyan feel like she wanted to escape. Song Yuyan shouted in her heart: Assistant Bai, please come back quickly. I want to leave. Song Yuyan felt that her palms were getting sweaty from her grip.
Wen Zichen’s eyes were always looking at Song Yuyan tenderly. Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan with a gentle voice and whispered: Well, can I add your WeChat account? I'm afraid that this time we meet, I don't know when the next time will be. The last time was in Anseong Park.
Song Yuyan almost squirted out the water while drinking rose tea. Fortunately, her cup was placed on the dining table, otherwise she would have sprayed the cauliflower in her throat onto Wen Zichen's cheek. Song Yuyan sipped it. He pursed his lips, then squinted at Wen Zichen and said: Give me your cell phone number. I’ll give you my cell phone number, Mr. Wen.
Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan's watery eyes. Her pupils were very pure in color, her eyeballs were very pure, her eyes were starry, and she had a sweet face with her rosy and full lips. Wen Zichen It wasn't that he had seen beautiful women before, but Song Yuyan's sweet and flawless face made him want to get closer to her unconsciously when he saw it.
Song Yuyan looked at Wen ZichenHer eyes were indeed gentle, making her feel like she was playing a piano in her heart, making her feel healed deep inside. Unlike Nan Zeyu's handsomeness, Wen Zichen's handsomeness could melt people's hearts. He is so handsome that you will fall in love with his eyes unconsciously.
But why am I still resisting in my heart? Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan and laughed out loud: That’s okay, Miss Song, give me the phone. Song Yuyan took the mobile phone on the dining table and handed it to Wen Zichen's palm. Wen Zichen lowered his head and took Song Yuyan's mobile phone. He quickly operated on her mobile phone a few times, then looked up at Song Yuyan and said: Okay, my mobile phone. The number is in your address book.
Song Yuyan took her phone and looked at it, then looked at Wen Zichen and said softly: Well, I saw it, Mr. Wen. Just call me if you have anything, but I have classes from Monday to Friday, and I have to work odd jobs on the weekends. I only have free time on weekend nights, Mr. Wen.
Wen Zichen looked at Song Yuyan for a moment, and then said: I understand, Miss Song. This time, when I looked closely at Miss Song, I realized that you are so sweet! Wen Zichen's eyes became even gentler when he looked at Song Yuyan. Song Yuyan blushed after hearing this.
Assistant Bai had just finished checking out downstairs and took another elevator up. As soon as he came in, he saw Song Yuyan's face flushed. Assistant Bai looked at Wen Zichen, who is this Wen Zichen? Then, he took out his cell phone and dialed President Nan's cell phone number.
At Otis Central Hospital in the United States, Nan Zeyu had just returned to the family room. He walked to the bed and was about to lie down when he heard the phone ringing in his trouser pocket. Nan Zeyu frowned. Mei, stood up and took out his mobile phone. It was Assistant Bai calling. Nan Zeyu quickly pressed the answer button.
There was a loud noise on the other side of the phone, and Nan Zeyu asked in a cold voice: What's wrong? Assistant Bai. Assistant Bai held the phone, looked at the man and woman not far away, and said to the phone in a trembling voice: President, Miss Song.
Nan Zeyu's sleepiness, which he wanted to fall into, was immediately driven away. When he heard the three words Miss Song, his eyes turned cold and his voice was so cold that Assistant Bai shuddered. Nan Zeyu was cold. He asked in a loud voice: Tell me quickly, what happened to Xiaoyan? Nan Zeyu is such a calm person, but why does his heart jump into his throat nervously when he hears it's that little girl?
The mobile phone held by Assistant Bai was shaking slightly. Assistant Bai took a deep breath and said to President Nan on the other side of the phone: Miss Song is now with a strange man. The man said he had seen her before. Miss Song once. Today I brought Miss Song to the Rhine Hotel for dinner. When he saw Miss Song, he came over and said hello to Miss Song. The man’s name is Wen Zichen, the president!
Assistant Bai 1 After finishing speaking, it felt like he was about to die. Nan Zeyu's bones holding the phone creaked, his eyes darkened, and he said: Wen Zichen, his voice was so cold that Assistant Bai didn't even dare to speak out. Nan Zeyu fell silent. After a while, he said to the other side of the phone: Go check Wen Zichen’s identity. In addition, you must protect the little one.Yan, also, when I come to the United States tomorrow, I want to meet Wen Zichen. Don't let Xiaoyan know about this. Once you screw up Assistant Bai, don't do it.
Assistant Bai's legs became weak after listening to what the president said on the phone. He leaned against the wall to steady himself. After hanging up the phone, he quickly walked back to where Song Yuyan was sitting. In my seat, just when I was feeling more and more bored even sitting there, I saw Assistant Bai walking as if he was about to fly.
I stood up and watched. Assistant Bai came over, looked at Wen Zichen with an apologetic look and said: I have to leave first, Mr. Wen, that is my boss's personal assistant, leave first. After saying that, I took the shoulder bag hanging on the chair and turned to leave.
As soon as I turned around, I saw Assistant Bai walking towards me. He looked at me and said: We are leaving, Miss Song. I have paid the bill and you can go. Assistant Bai took me in the other direction out of the open-air restaurant on the 99th floor of the Rhine Hotel.
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In the evening, Assistant Bai safely sent Song Yuyan back to the garden gate. He drove back to the Nan Group quickly. Assistant Bai entered the president's office, turned on the lights in the office, turned on the computer, and then typed on the keyboard After a while of frantic typing, a long string of personal information on A4 paper was displayed on the computer screen.
"Wen Zichen" is 28 years old. Hometown: Ancheng. He is the son of Wen Jianshan of the Wen family. The Wen family ranks third after the Nan Group. Its industries include red wine, electronics and clothing. , Assistant Bai tried his best to look at the computer screen with his eyes wide open. Looking down, Wen Zichen studied at Cambridge University in the UK. He had just returned to China not long ago, and now he took over the position of president of Wen Jianshan's "Baifu Group" company.
It turns out that Wen Zichen is also a president, but his strength is still far behind President Nan. Assistant Bai used the light in the office to read through Wen Zichen's personal information, and then used the printer to Print it out and send it to President Nan. On this side, Nan Zeyu, who had just taken care of his mother, returned to the family room and heard the sound of the printer in the room.
He quickly ran forward and took the paper sent as a gift from the printer. He picked it up and took a look. Wen Zichen, Wen Jianshan’s son, dares to compete with me, Nan Zeyu. Very good. Some of him are good-looking. , Nan Zeyu crumpled the white paper into a ball with his palm, and then threw it into the trash can under the printer.
Nan Zeyu didn't wait long, dialed the familiar mobile phone number, and then said coldly: Now, come to the United States on a private plane. I want to meet Wen Zichen tomorrow, so hurry up! Fall asleep in Assistant Bai in the president's office received a call from President Nan in a daze. He hurriedly woke up and responded: Okay, CEO, I'll go get ready now and I'll be in the United States in a while.
Nan Zeyu put away his mobile phone, quickly walked out of the family room, took the elevator to the hospital entrance, walked to the back entrance of the hospital, and sat on a rest chair in the garden at the back entrance for three hours, hearing the sky There was a rumbling sound, and he stood up, walked quickly to the location where the private plane landed.
The door of the aircraft cabin opened, and Nan Zeyu stepped into the private jet with his long, steady, and flexible legs. As soon as he got on the plane, Assistant Bai looked at Nan Zeyu and said: Don't worry, I won't let you go. Miss Song knows, CEO, are you going back to Ancheng now? still.
Nan Zeyu looked at Assistant Bai coldly. He sat on the seat with his legs crossed and said coldly: Go back to Ancheng! Nan Zeyu gave the order and the private plane quickly flew to Ancheng. The private plane circled rapidly in the night sky. It was so fast that even the captain trembled, but he did not dare to speak and could only fly according to the order.
Nan Zeyu closed his eyes after a while. Assistant Bai saw the sleeping president and covered President Nan with the blanket from the plane. This president only needs to make a call every time. You have to show up intact and do what he says, don't dare to neglect.
After flying for more than three hours, the private plane returned to Anseong and landed on the apron of the villa area of Anseong. When Nan Zeyu opened his eyes, he saw the private plane stopped and parked on the apron. When he got up, he looked out the window. It was almost dawn outside the window. Nan Zeyu twisted his neck, stood up, and patted Assistant Bai who was sitting in front of him.
Assistant Bai was sleeping soundly. Nan Zeyu slapped him hard. He immediately turned around and said with half-squinted eyes: Back to the president, we have arrived in Ancheng. We are in the Ancheng villa area. Do you want to meet him now? Wen Zichen? But you don’t know his mobile phone number, CEO, how are you going to meet him?
Nan Zeyu had blue veins protruding from his forehead. His eyebrows were cold. He patted Assistant Bai's cheek and said, "You continue to sleep. I have my own way. Assistant Bai, I'm going." After Nan Zeyu finished speaking, he quickly got off the plane. Assistant Bai was so sleepy that it was difficult to open his eyelids, and he fell on the seat and fell asleep.
Nan Zeyu got off the private plane and gently closed the cabin door. He walked to his villa, walked to the entrance of the parking lot, opened the Ferrari sports car with the car key, and then quickly drove out of the parking lot. , drove out of the Anseong villa area.
When the sports car drove onto the road, it was already dawn. Nan Zeyu felt that he was sleepy again, but he still shuttled on every road at the fastest speed, driving on On the road, half an hour later, Nan Zeyu drove to the door of the "Baifu Group" company where Wen Zichen was located.
Nan Zeyu looked at the door of the company with cold eyes. The announcement in the sports car announced that the morning time was "6:58". It was only seven o'clock. No wonder the company door was not open yet. In fact, it was very early. He wanted to tell Xiao Nizi that he had returned to Ancheng, but he came back to meet Wen Zichen, so he decided not to tell her.
Nan Zeyu sat in the car for a while, feeling his eyelids sinking deeper and deeper, and finally fell on the seat uncontrollably, until Nan Zeyu heard the sound of a car. , he opened his beautiful, mouth-watering eyes and looked out the car window through the car window.
The blue Porsche parked in front of the Baifu Group Company, and a gentle man stepped out of the car.Jade's man, could it be that he is Wen Zichen... Nan Zeyu stepped on the car door with his ankle, and the door automatically opened from top to bottom. Nan Zeyu stepped out of the sports car with straight legs.
Just as Wen Zichen was about to enter the entrance of Baifu Group Company, he saw a man in a black and white suit walking towards him. He was 188cm tall, and the most important thing was his appearance. He was handsome in a way that Wen Zichen had never seen before. He had a cold breath and exuded a domineering aura, which made people feel oppressive.
Wen Zichen stopped and looked at Nan Zeyu behind him. What a handsome face he had, especially his eyes that were as cold as ice. Nan Zeyu was so cold. Walking towards Wen Zichen and looking at Wen Zichen, isn’t that good? Except for a gentle face, nothing in the whole body can compare with me, Nan Zeyu!
Wen Zichen looked at the cold Nan Zeyu tenderly, thinking that this person is here for me, no matter what No matter what, you still have to be polite. Wen Zichen looked at Nan Zeyu and said in a gentle voice: Hello, I am Wen Zichen, what do you want from me?
Nan Zeyu looked at Wen Zichen coldly, and his voice was very gentle. Nan Zeyu twitched the corner of his mouth coldly and looked at Wen Zichen and said: You are really smart, you know I am here to find you. ? Wen Zichen smiled softly, and Nan Zeyu looked at Wen Zichen with cold eyes. He couldn't stand this gentle mask. Sooner or later, I will tear off the you behind your mask. Nan Zeyu's eyes suddenly turned cruel. , looked at Wen Zichen.