Chapter 48: Missing is a Disease

Upper East Side, Manhattan, Park Avenue 57th Street.

The late autumn sun pierced through the milky morning mist and fell on a neo-French Renaissance-style mansion.

The doorman in uniform and white gloves stood under the porch, looking out at the quiet neighborhood outside the carved iron gate, the cold smell of dew in the air irritated the nasal mucosa, so he couldn't help but wrinkle his nose, and suddenly there was a sound of footsteps in the hallway, and a man in black running gear walked out of the door.

"Rning, Mrgao", the doorman straightened up to greet the tall Asian man.

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The back of the owner of the mansion disappeared around the corner of the long street, and the doorman withdrew his gaze and remembered the history of the mansion boredly.

Built in 1915 by a wealthy oil tycoon, the mansion has changed owners several times over the past 100 years, the most legendary being the penultimate owner, an Italian aristocrat who bought the mansion at a high price from the bankrupt previous owner in order to curry favor with his Chinese lover, and remodeled and renovated it at great expense.

The butler of the mansion had the privilege of visiting the mansion when he entertained the staff serving the mansion on behalf of the host, and it is no exaggeration to say that there is no more extravagant place than here, with its gold-leafed ceilings, rose marble vanities, onyx bathtubs, self-heating indoor swimming pools, and gorgeous atriums with curved shapes, Greek columns, delicate reliefs, Flemish carpets, golden Florentine crystal chandeliers, golden stone halls and staircases......

But apparently the current owner, Mr. Gao, does not like the over-decorated decoration style. Since the house came to him, there has been a period of time when well-known designers and art dealers in New York have frequented the house, and it is conceivable that after some renovation, the interior of the mansion has undergone great changes.

The fact is that Gao Min didn't make a big move after taking over the house, he only converted the private ballroom on the top floor into a simple modern apartment, in his opinion, this mansion is more suitable for banquet guests than not for living, so every time he comes to New York, he mostly chooses to stay in a hotel.

The doorman is not surprised that the owner of the mansion has been missing for many years, and it is not uncommon on 57th Street, known as "Aires' Row", where the top rich have properties all over the world, and who knows where they will sleep tonight. He was more interested in the relationship between the Chinese lover of the Italian aristocrat and Mr. Gao, after all, this kind of property that was once owned by the "old money" family was not something that could be bought with a lot of money.

The doorman scoffed at this, which was nothing more than the hypocrisy and arrogance of the upper class, and the seller's offer was both money and status, while the buyer's house bought for tens of millions of dollars was often empty, and no matter how gorgeous and luxurious, it was not as warm and comfortable as his home in the lower city.

If Gao Min had learned what the doorman had in mind, he would have praised him for his insight. Manhattan is a land of abundance built with money and *, and the super-rich sit in mansions in the clouds, experiencing the power and pleasure of being a person and the dollar.

Admittedly, he himself enjoys the conveniences of life that money buys, such as walking across a street to Central Park for morning exercises.

Autumn in Central Park is beautiful, under the clear blue and cloudless sky, the promenade is lined with various trees, and from a distance, the leaves are colorful, there are deep greens, brilliant yellows, dazzling reds, and the maple leaves by the lake are fluttering, and the painters support the easel and apply the paint from the palette to the drawing board to capture the color of each leaf.

Gao Min was running on the asphalt road outside the park, and a group of children were training in rugby attack and defense on the green grass of Yinyin, and accidentally the rugby ball was thrown on the side of the road. He stopped, leaned over to pick it up and threw it back, and the children shouted thank you.

After running 10 kilometers, Gao Min stopped at the exit of the park to rest, Manhattan Island was still asleep when he entered, and one hour later, there were more pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and the noise of the metropolis woke up again.

Gao Min took a sip of bitter mineral water and glanced at the dial, 7:00, very good, 20:00 Beijing time, China Beijing time, turn off the computer on the first day of work Comrade Neem, a good employee who works hard, should turn on the machine after work.

It turns out that the shutdown is more annoying than the power on and no one answers, the former you will make excuses for her, maybe the battery is out, maybe the airplane mode, maybe the shutdown is not interfered with......

The mobile phone number dialed out continued to be busy until it was automatically cut off, Gao Min's calm heart was slightly flustered, he felt ridiculous, he was anxious for no reason, and he didn't answer for Shu Neem's boot, he even guessed whether Shu Neem did it on purpose.

The way to stop the cranky thinking is to reluctantly dial until the other party answers, and when Gao Min's patience was about to run out, Shu Nee answered the phone, and he didn't know who to talk to, "Eh, the call seems to be an international call"

The man took a stubble, "Shu Bian, have you opened up this business abroad?" โ€

"I've dreamed of conquering the world, but so far I've covered the city."

"Maybe it's a foreign relative, but I can't say for sure"

"Eight generations of our family have been peasants, and we are still poor peasants who have had a particularly thorough revolution."

Having said that, Shu Neem confirmed the number again, it was not Shu Yuming's, and he had no recent trips abroad.

Who will call?

Puzzled, Shu Neem estimated that the other party might have dialed the serial number, so he replied in the international lingua franca, "sorry, yognumber"

The blood vessels in Gao Min's forehead throbbed, and it was the first time he met someone who answered the phone and was single-minded. After they finished chatting, he said with dignity: "It's me, congratulations on joining the spirit of the times"

Shu Neem covered the receiver of his mobile phone and whispered to Chu Xi: "It's Mr. Gao"

Chu Xi was puzzled, "He has something to do with you?" โ€

Shu Neem shook his head to indicate that he didn't know, cleared his throat, and put the phone to his ear again, "Mr. Gao, where are you, not in China, right?" โ€

"I'm in New York now, I contacted you a few times last night, your phone is turned off, I wanted to congratulate you and love next door for the first time!"

Why does it sound a little complaining...... This is *oss, you can't offend lightly, Shu Yu hurriedly corrected her attitude, "That's really sorry, I think I must turn off my mobile phone on the first day of work with a new owner, to show my respect for the employer and the importance of work, but I still thank Mr. Gao for his heart, I regret missing your call!" โ€

But the words in my heart are: Congratulations to your sister, my bitterness is about to drown into a pot of old jar sauerkraut! Who understands the humiliation of being recruited? Do you know that you are cheap and good?

Gao Min listened to Shu Neem's humble words, and the unhappiness disappeared, and he asked with a smile: "Who were you talking to just now?" Dinner with colleagues tonight? โ€

"My colleagues discussed it and decided to go out for dinner on the day of the release. Mr. Chu invited me to his friend's place for a drink tonight", Shu Neem hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you still want to say a few words to Mr. Chu?" โ€

Is there something important to explain? Shu Neem figured out, according to the time zone of New York, it was only seven o'clock over there, what kind of nerves did he have early in the morning!

"Oh, no-", Gao Min wanted to stop talking, and his heart was full of things that made Shu Neem's thick lines turn back.

"Okay, Mr. Gao, let's see you back, bye-bye!" , Hearing that he was fine, Shu Neem hung up the phone straightforwardly.

Gao Min clenched his mobile phone, looking back at the purple and red autumn colors, he was stunned, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it was lonely for no one to share.

Shu Neem, who is in China, has no sad autumn complex, she threw her mobile phone into her bag, and Chu Xi walked into the wrought iron gate of Gaashes, bypassing the water curtain shadow wall built with empty wine bottles, a maze of Dionysian statues lay in front of her, the holly tree walls on both sides of the maze aisle are about 2 meters high, and those with a bad sense of direction can't get out for a long time.

Chu Xi said: "Childlike people can try it, and if you succeed in breaking through the maze, you will get a bottle of good wine", seeing the appearance of Shu Neem's fists, he reminded, "Anyway, I would rather walk a few more steps along the outer path every time I go around, rather than let someone lead it out after entering!" โ€

"How interesting, play, if you really get lost, is there any way to do it?"

"There is an infrared sensor probe when entering the dead corner, and the guard at the gate will take you out"

"Let's go", Shu Nee stepped into the maze first, and Chu Xi had to follow.

At first, there were headless flies running around, and then Shu Neem discovered the law, there are number cards hanging on both sides of each exit of the maze, there are even numbers and prime numbers, according to the simplest mathematical logic, either choose the direction of even numbers, or choose the direction of prime numbers. Shu Neem and Chu Xi exchanged opinions, and the decision was to take the direction of prime numbers.

When they walked out of the labyrinth, Chu Xi sighed, "I was really blinded by you, Lin Dong's wine gave you!" โ€

"Mr. Chu, I'm not blind, the owner of the club obviously advocates asymmetrical aesthetics, the design of the labyrinth follows the law of prime spiral, and I think I can go out by choosing the direction of prime numbers."

"Clever!" , Chu Xi stroked his palm, "I don't understand the prime number spiral, but how did you guess the aesthetic orientation of the boss here?" โ€

"It's not hard to guess the courtyard style of this small bungalow, with its long rolling cobblestone paths, its uncentered French fountain โ€“ every landscape embodies an asymmetrical aesthetic. So I guess the designer of the maze built his own preferences into the game, so he probably preferred asymmetrical prime numbers to symmetrical even numbers! โ€

"Then you know Lin Dong too well, he thinks that the aesthetics of symmetry are so neat that they are boring, just like life, if you follow the rules too much, it will be boring. He will surely serve the wine willingly! โ€

When Shu Neem and Chu Xi's friend Lin Dong picked up, Gao Min was on his way to JFK Airport.

Qiao Hang sat in the passenger seat, he glanced at the reversible mirror, the boss leaned on the back seat to hold his forehead and pretend to sleep, looking very tired, different from the previous energetic appearance. After coming to the United States, the schedule was very tight, and I just had a meeting with the co-investors yesterday, and today I will fly to Los Angeles to meet with the M&A lawyers, and tomorrow I have to go to Irvine City to meet with the board of directors of V Pharmaceuticals to discuss the details of the acquisition.

Even if he was so busy, the boss also squeezed out time to make an ingenious cake for the newly opened Aibilin, and contacted Miss Shu several times to congratulate her in person, but Miss Shu turned off the phone, and I don't know if I had a conversation with Miss Shu in the end.

Gao Min suddenly opened his eyes with a sense of feeling, locking the line of sight in Qiao Hang's mirror.

Qiao Hang hung his head and was speechless.

"What do you want to ask?" Gao Min's voice was low.

"Have you got in touch with Miss Shu? I think it's better to appease her, after all, there must be a psychological gap from the person in charge to the supernumerary employee."

"She doesn't need to, she is probably happily drinking with Chu Xi now"

"Miss Shu and Mr. Chu have a good relationship and are conducive to cooperation, then you can rest assured!"

Gao Min closed his eyes and was silent for a long time, just when Qiao Hang thought he was asleep, a sentence came from behind, "Yes, I'm relieved"

Although the boss's tone was flat, why did he feel a little annoyed?

The embankment of reason was invaded by thoughts from nowhere, Gao Min's heart went up and down, inexplicably happy, inexplicably lost, maybe the scenery of late autumn was getting bleak day by day, and he suffered from sad autumn syndrome.

It must be like this......