At that time, Yan Ruisen was in a meeting in the conference room, because he didn't sleep all night last night, his spirit was not very good, and he had asked his secretary Xiao Tan to make him two cups of coffee since he came to the company in the morning.

The mobile phone on the conference table kept vibrating, and Yan Ruisen didn't look at it, staring at the subordinate who was reporting with one hand on his cheek.

When you have a meeting, you ask your subordinates to turn off or mute the phone, and you do the same yourself, which can be regarded as a kind of respect for people.

Xiao Tan glanced at the lit mobile phone screen, and the word "Qiao Xiang" was very conspicuous.

Xiao Tan didn't know who Qiao Xiang was, but he was definitely a woman.

I have been with Yan Ruisen for many years, and most of the friends or partners around the boss, Xiao Tan knows them, and there is no surname Qiao. If you don't know each other, if you don't know the boss, most of the bosses won't save their names.

So this one called "Qiao Xiang" made Xiao Tan interested.

The screen went dark, and the caller hung up.

From beginning to end, Yan Ruisen ignored the mobile phone on the conference table.

……

In the corridor of the hospital, when Qiao Xiang called Yan Ruisen, his heart was beating fast because he was nervous.

But he didn't answer after ringing for so long, I don't know if it's something, or he doesn't want to answer her call.

Originally, Qiao Xiang didn't save his mobile phone number, but he was Yan Jianan's parent, and the school also required each teacher to save the number of the student's parent in order to contact, so Qiao Xiang saved his mobile phone number.

Qiao Xiang had the mentality of trying it out, and called it again.

I thought that if he couldn't get through this time, then forget it, it was a big deal to send him his wallet home later, or when he remembered it himself, he would naturally look for her.

Just when Qiao Xiang made multiple assumptions, the other end answered the phone.

……

Yan Ruisen answered the phone and came out of the conference room.

Just now, the phone vibrated again, he didn't look at it, and he didn't plan to answer it, but Xiao Tan whispered in his ear, "Boss, the phone is ringing again." ”

Usually, no matter who calls him, Xiao Tan will not call him, unless he wants to answer it himself.

But Xiao Tan is very smart, she knows that if she can interrupt the boss's meeting, there are only two kinds of people, one is his son Yan Jianan, and the other is the people he cares about except Yan Jianan.

This Qiao Xiang is neither his son nor his family, but he went out to pick it up, which is very revealing.

Xiao Tan watched the boss go out on the phone with long legs, and his heart jumped: Ah, ah, the boss has a woman!

……

"What's the matter?"

Yan Ruisen took a cigarette, stood in the unmanned corridor and took a puff silently, and asked Qiao Xiang.

"Your wallet fell in the hospital."

"I'll come and get it in the evening."

Yan Ruisen's tone of voice was so natural, as if he was talking to him, the closest person around him.

But Qiao Xiang was very unaccustomed to it, and he didn't know if his voice was too calm, Qiao Xiang felt that he deliberately left his wallet in the hospital.

But she promised him, "That's fine." I'll hang up first. ”

"Dinner together in the evening."

“……”

"I'll pick you up at the hospital at six o'clock."

"You ......"

Before Qiao Xiang finished speaking, a busy tone came from the phone.

The man had already hung up the phone, his arrogant attitude and taken for granted tone made Qiao Xiang feel annoyed, and he stood in place with the phone tightly pinched, his cheeks bulging with anger.

……

When Yan Ruisen returned to the conference room, the cigarette between his fingers was gone.

He sat down and the meeting continued.

Yan Ruisen's expression didn't seem to have changed much, but Xiao Tan, who was sitting next to him, and more than a dozen executives in the conference room, obviously noticed that he seemed to be in a good mood in just a few minutes from going out to coming back.

So Xiao Tan is even more sure: the boss really has a woman!

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Hui's parents rushed to Huicheng from their hometown.

As soon as she arrived at the hospital, she learned that her daughter was gas poisoned, and Xu's mother was so angry that her eyes were red, and she scolded Xu Hui for being such a big person and being so sloppy.

"If it weren't for Xiangxiang, you would have gone to see Hades a long time ago, where can you still see me and your father!"

After Xu's mother scolded, she held Qiao Xiang's hand again and thanked her, "Xiangxiang, Auntie has no culture, and she can't say anything nice." Thanks to you this time, Xiaohui was able to be safe. In the future, my aunt will treat you as half a daughter, you will be Xiaohui's sister, what are the big and small things, even if you send her, do you know? ”

Qiao Xiang smiled and nodded, "Xiaohui and I have always been sisters, Auntie, don't talk about this, I'm very happy that Xiaohui is fine." ”

Qiao Xiang didn't rest well last night, Xu Hui's parents came, and she planned to go back to make up for sleep.

Before leaving, Dad Xu sent her to the door of the ward, and while saying that he told Qiao Xiang to pay attention to safety on the road, he stuffed a red envelope into Qiao Xiang's hand, Qiao Xiang reacted and wanted to return it, Dad Xu had already turned around and went in quickly, "Xiangxiang, this is a little bit of my heart and Xiaohui's mother, just like my own daughter takes her parents' red envelope, don't give it back to me." ”

Qiao Xiang held the thick red envelope in his hand, a little dilemma, if he wanted it, he didn't think it was good, no, the two elders would be unhappy again, after thinking about it, he could only accept it.

"Okay then, thank you, Dad Xu, Mom Xu."

Qiao Xiang left the hospital and still held the red envelope in his hand when he got into the taxi.

Every year on the first day of the Lunar New Year, her parents will give her and Yueyue red envelopes, although she is already twenty-five years old and already has her own jobs outside, Qiao Yingcheng and Tong Shuyi and his wife have not been left behind.

They always say that even if Xiangxiang and Yueyue reach their seventies and eighties, as long as they are still alive, they have to give red envelopes to their two daughters, even if Xiangxiang and Yueyue get married and become mothers, in their hearts, they are still their children.

When he got in the car, Qiao Xiang told the driver the address of Renhe Community, and after driving a long distance, Qiao Xiang said to him again, "Let's go to Zongyuan Huafu." ”

Zongyuan Huafu is in the east section of Admiral Street, where Qiao's family is. When Qiao Xiang was a teenager, his family moved from his previous neighborhood and had lived here for ten years.

Zongyuan Huafu, like Yan Ruisen's villa on Jinyun Road, is a high-end townhouse community, and the people who live here are either rich or expensive.

Sometimes Qiao Xiang is thinking, if she was born and picked up a poor couple, what would she be like now?

Qiao Xiang is not a pampered rich daughter, Qiao Yingcheng treats both daughters with the same strictness, Qiao Xiang and Qiao Yue have no pampered atmosphere at all, but have developed a good habit of hard work and thrift since childhood. Up to now, even if the family has money, Qiao Xiang and Qiao Yue have not been blinded by materialism, they wear high-end fashion, they will also wear dozens of clothes on the roadside, and they will also shop online like ordinary girls, and their parents have saved money for them, so that they have no worries about the economy - but even so, the two sisters are no different from ordinary girls, and they do not put themselves at different levels with the people around them because they have money in the family.

Qiao Xiang's colleagues in school didn't know the situation of her family, and the classmates in Qiao Yue's class also didn't know that she was a rich second generation.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the community, and when Qiao Xiang paid, the driver glanced at the entrance of the community by the way, and the door number of the words "Zongyuan Huafu" was really brilliant, so magnificent.

Qiao Xiang walked slowly on the boulevard in the community, looked at the time, at this point, he didn't know if his mother was not at home, he probably went to play mahjong with his friends.