Opening Chapter 3 Chu Xiaonan is three years old
Watching the familiar figure leave, the old man with a cane came out of the corner, followed by a young man. The young man was wearing a straight suit, he was very tall, and he was very handsome. His name is Tiancheng, and he is a full-time driver arranged by Wu Yinan for his father three years ago.
"Chairman, or I'll ...... it"
Tiancheng really wanted to chase after her and ask what had happened to that girl in the past three years.
This old man is the chairman of Shengguang Group in H Province, and in the hands of this old man, he created a Shengguang Group that is famous in the province and even the whole country. Its business is as large as all kinds of things purchased by the government, as small as lollipops bought in supermarkets, and its group covers almost everything. If you haven't heard of this old man's name in M City, it must be a lonely thing.
This old man's name is Wu Jiawen. There are two children, the eldest is a son, called Wu Yinan, and the second is a daughter, called Wu Yinian.
Because of these two children, it is this old man who is over half a hundred years old who is still breaking his heart for these two children.
When he learned that he had become a grandfather and had a lovely grandson, the old man laughed so much that he almost lost his teeth.
Seeing his grandson's appearance from afar, the old man hesitated, and tears couldn't help moistening his eyes.
"He looks like his father." My Jiawen's mouth moved, and he said this.
Tiancheng was about to chase after the girl, but Wu Jiawen said, "Come back." Drive home. β
"Chairman ......"
"Take me back! Also, don't tell Enan about this. If there is news of it, I will not be polite! β
My family Wen had a kind face, but when he spoke cruelly, he silently revealed an undeniable rebuttal.
"Got it. Chairman. β
Tiancheng carefully led the old man out of the door of the community.
As soon as he got into the car and sat down, Wu Jiawen suddenly thought of something, and looked out the window at the name of the community - Zhaohui Family Business.
"Tiancheng, take me here at this time of the day. Also, carefully investigate everything about the girl. I want to get her details as soon as possible. β
"Yes."
Tiancheng started the engine and covered up a little emotion in his life: In the past three years, your old man has inquired about her whereabouts, and now you want me to do these things, isn't it embarrassing for me?
Shengguang Group Headquarters.
That building is a landmark in the city of M. The level of luxury speaks for itself.
Wu Jiawen did not go home, but went up to the group halfway, sat in the office on the 66th floor, and picked up a cigarette for the first time.
"Tell Xiao Li to come in."
Soon, a young girl appeared neatly in my office.
"What has Enan been up to lately?"
"I have been busy with my marriage to Yali recently. I heard that I always went to Suzhou for Miss Yali. β
"What is he doing in Suzhou?" Wu Jiawen's face was very unhappy.
"There is a handmade silk wedding dress in Suzhou, which is very particular, and I personally took Sister Hong to Suzhou."
"When will he be able to come back?" The cigarette in Wu Jiawen's hand was directly extinguished in the ashtray, "Call you and ask him to come back as soon as possible." Now, just hit now. β
This right-hand secretary named Li Yaoyao saw this old man who would not shake a trace of emotion when he saw this Taishan for the first time, and at this moment, he looked extremely emotionally confused.
At that moment, he hurriedly took out his personal mobile phone. Just about to dial the other party's phone.
"Forget it, inform you that there is a family banquet at home tonight, and he will come back if he can, not if he comes back...... It's okay too. β
Wu Jiawen stabilized his mood, pressed Tiancheng's mobile phone, and then ordered: "Tiancheng, prepare the car." I'm going back now! β
In less than a minute, Tiancheng appeared at the door. glanced at Li Yaoyao and carried the old man out of the office.
When I stopped at a small shop called Longfeng Silk in Suzhou, I looked at this rather old faΓ§ade with my eyes and was a little disappointed.
There was a woman standing beside her, a woman dressed in light makeup, with her sleeves rolled up and a smart look, as if she had seen an unknown treasure in front of her.
"Sister Hong, is this it?"
The corners of my mouth rose, and my expression revealed a hint of enchantment. Admittedly, this man is a little better looking than a woman.
"As the chief designer of Shengguang, no one has a more unique vision than me. If you want to make a different wedding dress, this is the best place! β
"The famous wedding dress has been inherited since the Ming Dynasty, and the craft was rumored to be lost at the end of the Qing Dynasty.
"Rest assured. I've had a hard time trying to get your request. Believe in my Sister Hong's strength! β
I wanted to say something, but my hand was raised in the air, but I still put it down.
"Let's go inside."
As soon as I took two steps, the cell phone in my pocket rang. I took it and listened to the call for a while. The look was a little abnormal.
"Something is wrong with me?"
Sister Hong asked.
"My dad's phone. Said there was a family feast tonight. Ask me if I can make it back. β
"It's rare to have an uncle's family banquet, so it's better for you to rush back. After all, it's been a long time since you've seen your dad. β
"Then, you can take care of the matter here. Make it and send it to me. β
I put my phone in my pocket. Then, he left without looking back.
Sister Hong looked at this lonely and addicted figure, then looked back at the silk storefront, and smiled, "The woman you married doesn't like silk to make wedding dresses, if I guess correctly, that little girl likes it." I really don't know, that little girl has disappeared for more than three years, and she still can't let go, and she still remembers other people's preferences. I'm about to get married, and I still can't let go, if I make a silk wedding dress, Miss Chen is not satisfied, and I, the top designer, will be blamed for the first time. β
In desperation, I still walked into this silk shop.
The plane roared into the sky, and at first glance, it flew out of another place above the lights of thousands of homes.
For this family banquet, I went to the east of the city to buy a bouquet of red flowers, packaged them in the original way, and then drove home early.
I sat down in the cafΓ© opposite the door of my house, and waited directly until the long bus slowly drove into the garage, then stood up, took a long breath, and then looked closely at the bouquet of flowers, feeling that everything was as usual, and planned to leave.
When I came to the door, I looked at the sky, it was still early, and I turned around and came back, and sat in the store, bored.
"Hello, another cup of unsweetened coffee. Seven points, no, six points thick. β
When the waiter took the coffee, Wu Yinan said, "Is there a magazine?" Or newspapers will do. β
"Yes. Newspapers delivered half an hour ago. β
The waiter put down the coffee and quickly took today's headlines and put them beside me.
I looked up at the sky as I flipped through the newspaper. He decided that as soon as it darkened, he planned to go home.
There is nothing to see in the newspapers. After looking at it a few times, suddenly, I found that there was a piece of news that came into my eyes: a major accident! A major traffic accident occurred at the intersection of Taohua Street and Tin Ming Street. Comes with an illustration. There was a black supercar in that illustration, and that supercar was all too familiar to him.
"Is that him? How can it be! β
Wu Yinan picked up his mobile phone and dialed an extremely familiar number for a while.
It's a busy signal on the other side of the phone.
Then the phone dialed Li Yaoyao's phone.
It's busy.
Less than thirty seconds after putting down the phone, the call came. It's Li Yaoyao.
Without waiting for me to ask, Li Yaoyao's hurried voice came from the other side of the phone: "Mr. Wu, Mr. Lu of Tianming Pharmaceutical has an accident." β
Clank.
The mobile phone in my hand fell on the coffee table.
Li Yaoyao's next words from the mobile phone: "Mr. Wu, there is a little boy who had an accident. β
And I didn't hear this sentence clearly.
Isn't this guy not in contact with himself, finally something happened, why can't I be happy.
Grabbing the newspaper in one hand, his brow furrowed. The heartache can't stand it.