The female reporter looked inside, swept a corner of suit pants, and was covered for a while, and her steps unconsciously took two steps back.

Fortunately, there were many people behind, and someone helped them casually.

The reporter next to her was confused by her movements, grabbed her and asked, "What's wrong?"

The female reporter hadn't recovered from the impact just now, and was stunned, "Mr. Rong..." Rong is in it!"

The reporter who was still noisy like the vegetable market in the last second was like being paused, and he returned to quiet in an instant, and by the way, he retreated a distance of about one meter, and the person carrying the camera also held the camera in his hand and did not dare to shoot.

When Chen Yu's goal was achieved, his heart blossomed, and he still had a headache on his face, and his voice was weak, "Do you want to see our President Rong?"

"No, no, no. The reporters collectively shook their heads, shaking like a rattle.

"You said it yourself?"

"Eun, we said it ourselves. Again, the reporters replied en masse.

"Uncle He, let's drive. Chen Yu instructed Uncle He next to him and slowly raised the window.

The car had already left, and the reporters in place were still a little foggy, and more angry.

"Didn't you say that Mr. Rong was seriously injured and his life was in danger?"

"I want to ask that too!Who sent that message?!"

"I really owe it! It's obviously Chen Tezhu who was injured, and the Internet actually said that Mr. Rong was seriously injured, fortunately, I didn't have any excesses just now, otherwise my career would have gotten this!"

At the beginning, the detention of more than 20 reporters caused a stir in their journalist circles, and some people said that those reporters had offended the big shots, and that big man was Rong Hancheng, the president of Dihua.

Although the authenticity of the online statement needs to be verified, it is better to believe it than not, after the incident passed, the reporter's company told each other that it was best not to provoke Rong Hancheng.

If it weren't for the person who posted the photo on the Internet, they wouldn't have run to the gate of the city hospital to squat and stop Rong Hancheng's car as soon as their brains were congested.

I only hope that Mr. Rong just now didn't remember their faces, and he didn't care about raising his noble hand.

In the car

Chen Yu returned to normal, his head was no longer dizzy, and he sat upright.

"Chu Ye, where are we going?"

"Go to the company. "Since he is now playing the boss, he has to act like him.

At this time, the boss should be in the company to handle official business.

And he also needs to investigate whether there is anyone behind this, otherwise how could those reporters have the courage to squat at the door of the city hospital and come up and knock on the car window.

"Uncle He, go to the company. ”

City Hospital

Before Chen Yu left, he asked someone to move a small bed in, so that Nie Tian could rest on it.

Nie Tiantian sat on the edge of the bed, his legs hanging in the air, looking at Rong Hancheng on the hospital bed, and suddenly realized that this scene was somewhat familiar.

Before Rong Hancheng fell ill, Chen Yu asked herself to come to the hospital to accompany Rong Hancheng, she seemed to be in this position, sitting on this bed, looking at him with this action.

At that time, Rong Hancheng was just pale and his hand was injured, and it was far from being as miserable as it is now.

There was sunlight shining in outside the window, just shining on Rong Hancheng's hand, Nie Tiantian stood up, went to the window to close the sunshade, turned around, walked towards Rong Hancheng, stopped in front of his bed, stretched out his hand, and touched his eyes.

As soon as his hand touched Rong Hancheng's somewhat cold skin, he quickly retracted, looking around like a child stealing candy and afraid of being discovered, and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was no one.

After a while, he was a little inexplicably sad, he touched Rong Hancheng's face with his hand, if he was awake, he would definitely look at himself with his eye knife, and now, he was lying on the bed, expressionless, without saying a word.

If it weren't for the gentle breathing in his chest, Nie Tiantian would have felt that he had "left".

Just like Xu Liuzhou at the beginning.

The mobile phone on the small bed flashed, Nie Tiantian walked over quickly and picked it up, it was Li Shiguang's phone, as soon as it was connected, Li Shiguang's voice came from there, "Nie girl, I came to the construction site, and I heard Cheng Gong say that the stinky boy was affected..." Got a little hurt?"

Nie Tian nodded, and then realized that Li Shiguang was not in front of him, and he couldn't see it when he nodded, so he lowered his voice, "Yes." ”

"Then he's now... How's it going?"

"Asleep. ”

"Asleep?" Li Shiguang was a little unconvinced, he came to the construction site, looked at Cheng Gong's face, and guessed that something big must have happened, but Nie Yatou said that the stinky boy was asleep now.

"Well, just fell asleep. ”

Although Nie Tiantian is not the company's management, he also knows that with Dihua's current status, the news of Rong Hancheng's injury will have a big impact on Dihua's stock price.

So she made her own decisions and concealed the news of Rong Hancheng's injury and coma from Li Shiguang.

"Okay, it's okay today anyway, I'll give you half a day off, and you can rest at home. When Li Shiguang went to the construction site, he heard Cheng Gong say that although Nie Tiantian was protected by Rong Hancheng and was not injured, he was frightened.

"Okay, thank you, Uncle Li. This is exactly what Nie Tan meant.

She promised Chen Yu and Chu Ye to accompany Rong Hancheng in the hospital today, until he woke up, and originally planned to contact Li Shiguang, saying that he would ask for leave this afternoon, but he didn't expect Li Shiguang to say that he would be on vacation before her, which happened to her appetite.

After hanging up the phone and looking back, Rong Hancheng was still lying quietly on the hospital bed, with no other signs that he was alive except for the heaving of his chest.

Jumping on the phone to make a fuss, Nie leaned in.

[Trouble]: What are you doing?

[Nie Tilt]: I didn't do anything, what's wrong?

She thought there was something going on at home.

[Trouble]: It's nothing, it's just a little boring, chatting with you, will it delay your work?

[Nie Tilt]: No, I'm quite idle at work.

[Trouble]: Oh, oh, that's good.

Nie Tian pondered for a moment, typed a line of words on the keyboard of his mobile phone, and sent it out:

[Nie Tilt]: Trouble, I have something to do tonight, and I may not go back.

[Trouble]: What do you want to stay out of the night?

Nie Tiantian originally wanted to tell the truth, but thought that the news of Rong Hancheng's injury would be less dangerous if one less person knew about it, so he decided not to tell Xing Haohao first, and then explain to Xing Haohao in person when she went back.

[Nie Tilt]: At work, there is a problem with the plan that needs to be revised, I see that the workload is estimated to stay up late, and it will take two hours to go back from Shaoguan, and it is too time-consuming on the road, so I plan to stay here.

[Trouble]: What kind of Uncle Li's pig farm are you going to live in?

[Nie Tilt]: Hmm

[Trouble]: I really suspect that you are going to steal from the teacher to learn the arts, and plan to go back to open a pig farm

[Nie Tilt]: ······ (White-eyed expression)

[Trouble]: Okay, okay, you can revise the plan well, I won't bother you

After chatting with Xing, Nie Tiantian was about to extinguish the screen, and the ghost envoy almost went to Baidu, and typed a line of words in the search box: "What does it feel like to like someone?"

Click "Search".

After a while, there were many answers, and Nie Tiantian found a point that looked more reliable, and said:

"I like a person is to think of him from time to time, my eyes can't help but stay on him, I always want to find him in the sea of people, the corners of my mouth are curved when I think of him, and my mood is good. ”

I always think of him...

I always want to find him in the sea of people...

The corners of his mouth are curved when he thinks of him, and he is in a good mood...

Turn off the screen, put the phone next to the bed, and press your hand to your heart.

Is that what likes?