Chapter 310: Cutting and Messing Up
The truck almost swallowed half of the police car, Wei Chengran stepped on the accelerator frantically, and the flattened police car rubbed all the way forward, and there was a cliff without a guardrail in front of it, and the police car was about to be pushed to the edge of the cliff.
Tang Jingze slapped down the gear suddenly, a drift, and simply passed through the gap where it was impossible for the truck to pass through the past.
After the wagon lost its hindrance, it rushed out like a wild horse that had lost its grip, and the darkness in front of it exuded the breath of death, and the Xiangshan Mountain in the distance turned into a dark abyss.
Just listen to the clang, and the truck is planted down the cliff!
And the people in the police car, when they got down, their whole bodies were soaked with sweat, and their walking was not as steady as usual.
When his eyes touched the anxiety on Song Nanqiao's face, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't call her name.
Song Nanqiao looked at the cordon that someone pulled up next to him.
He's on the other side, and it's hard to take that step.
She choked in her throat, didn't say anything, and folded into the ambulance.
He stood stunned as he saw her back disappear into the car.
Until the police officer in charge came and asked him to record the relevant statement.
City Hospital, Rescue Outside.
Song Nanqiao sat on the chair, his eyes staring at the operating room for a moment.
After waiting anxiously for several hours, the door to the operating room finally opened.
The doctor and nurse walked out one after another, and Song Nanqiao hurriedly got up and stepped forward, "Doctor, how is it?"
"The patient was fortunate to pick up a life, but the injury was very serious, he was stabbed twice in the lung, although he was rescued, but he fell into a severe coma, and we can't say when he will wake up. β
When she heard this, she sat back in her chair with unsteady steps, and her former strength collapsed in an instant.
In order to protect her, Zuo Chengxuan did not hesitate to exchange his life.
A week later.
He was transferred to Renai Hospital in Bincheng City.
The follow-up development of the JM cooperation case is temporarily coordinated by Tang Jingze.
The man stared at the computer intently, Wei Chengran fell off the cliff and the car crashed and died, Zhang Jingchun was also killed on the spot, and the matter finally came to an end.
As for the property in their names, all of them were confiscated because of illegal means.
Next, he has one more important thing to do.
In the study, his tired eyes closed.
Song Nanqiao came back from the hospital, it was already eight o'clock in the evening, Song's father and Song's mother went out to travel, there was no one at home, but the light in the study was on.
The corners of her eyebrows twitched, and she realized that something was wrong.
Lightly went to the kitchen to get a rolling pin and walked slowly upstairs.
The door to the study was not closed, and she looked over.
A black shadow suddenly popped out, she was startled, and she was just about to swing her rolling pin out, when she heard a familiar voice coming out, "Nan Qiao." β
Song Nanqiao's heart froze, she raised her eyes and looked at the man, her eyes were round, "Why are you here?"
It was only a few seconds of fluctuation, and her emotions quickly hid back.
He has the key here, before his father was hospitalized, he would often ask Aunt Xu to prepare food and pack, and gave him a handful, but he forgot to take it back.
"I don't think I agreed to let you in, did I?"
Her breath was not good, and she was even a little cold.
Tang Jingze curled his lips shallowly.
"I called you, but you didn't answer, so I came to you personally. β
He turned sideways and went downstairs, sat down on the sofa, took the remote control to change the channel, and the program on TV instantly changed from a variety show to a serious financial channel.
He loved the feeling and the atmosphere.
It seems that a long time ago, in their villa, he and Song Nanqiao's daily routine was like this.
It felt like he was going back to the way he was.
I miss it very much.
Song Nanqiao followed downstairs and pointed to the door, "Get out!"
Tang Jingze turned a deaf ear, "I'm hungry." β
She only felt a little funny, "What are you looking for me to do when you're hungry?"
She reached out to push him, but he took her hand back, "I have something to look for you." β
Song Nanqiao was stunned, how could she forget that this man never played cards according to the rules, and the topic jumped faster than anything else.
She withdrew her hand and turned into the kitchen, "So what are you looking for me?"
Aunt Xu knew that she would be hungry in the middle of the night, so she kept extra fried chicken legs, she liked to eat these things very much recently, so she took a piece and put the rest on the coffee table.
The aroma of fried chicken wafted through the whole room, which made her a little unbearable, so she picked up the fried chicken leg and nibbled on it first.
Tang Jingze squinted his eyes in a good mood when he saw her like this.
"The day after tomorrow, accompany me to a banquet, a private banquet. β
With a thousand waves stirring up in his heart, he stood up and walked towards her.
She took the fried chicken in her hand and took a bite.
The man's soft hair swept across his cheeks, Song Nanqiao only felt that his face was itchy, smelling the good and cold sandalwood smell on his body, his heart seemed to be provoked by something, and it was beating hard.
The eyes fell on the fried chicken leg that had been bitten on his hand, and in addition to the gloom that filled his heart was the desolation of the broken embankment.
"You still won't let me go, will you?"
When she asked this sentence, she felt a little melancholy in her heart.
Tang Jingze didn't speak, but his dark eyes looked at her without hesitation.
Song Nanqiao threw the fried chicken into the trash, "Why did you let me accompany you to the private banquet?"
"I'm not going. β
She replied crisply, as always.
Since he was determined to make a clear line with Tang Jingze, how could he waver at this time.
In the face of Tang Jingze's invitation, of course, if he can refuse, he must refuse.
Covering her crazy beating heart, she was really afraid that one day she would be completely uncontrollable, in that case, how should they face each other?
The love of three people is destined not to go on, not to mention Zuo Chengxuan.
Tang Jingze raised his eyebrows, and his appearance returned to his former unruly.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse me, there will be a lot of celebrities in the fashion industry on the day of the banquet. β
He sat back with a look of awe, his expression suddenly solemn, " At present, the form of the physical industry is not good, the heat and influence you bring are gradually declining, I remember that the design department of the Song Group has not had large-scale cooperation for a long time, compared to the beginning of the design of various big brand co-branded models, and to participate in various fashion shows and exhibitions, now you, more only received private cases, if it continues for a long time, it will only continue to wear down the fame accumulated before, and finally completely collapse, I know, you are now eager to see me with me, but just like our original agreement, because of Tang and Song, many things have reasons to meetγ β
When Song Nanqiao heard this, she lowered her head in frustration, how could she not know this truth.
What Tang Jingze said is indeed true, and the current Song Group, except for the two big cases of cooperation with the Tang Group, is in a relatively low turn.
But she didn't want to always be with the help of his wings, was it really what she wanted to cut and mess up like this?
The man saw that she was hesitating, and the pain in his heart hit her like a mountain.
The moment he promised Weiya, he hoped that she would be able to go with him, otherwise everything would become meaningless.