Finally, Nan Chen reluctantly stepped aside, still because the secretary gave him a look, asked him to take a detour, sighed at him, and shook his head, I don't know what it means, in short, it's right not to see good things.

"Alright, Smith, I'll come in with you and talk about the arrangement, irrelevant people please." Saying that, he knocked on the door, and the secretary cooperated with Nan Shidi and made a "please" gesture.

Smith is the name of the confidant secretaries of the previous Nan Group, each of them is called Smith, and it may be that two generations use the same Smith, so Smith has become an unshakable position.

Nan Chen didn't have to say much to do, retreated, took the elevator downstairs, and finally took a look at the dark shadow of this towering building, and sarcastically: I see how you Nan Shi can clean up this situation!

At least he felt that it was inappropriate to hand over the huge project that even his father did not necessarily guarantee to complete, and it was inappropriate to hand it over to a junior Nan Shi, who was still a girl. Besides, isn't it for him to succeed to the throne more smoothly now?

After thinking about it like this, he suddenly felt a lot better, and the gloom on his face gradually dissipated, leaving him a humble gentleman in the eyes of outsiders, and returned to the Nan family's mansion.

It's still a magnificent scene, and the walls of the garden are always spring, and now, spring is really coming. I thought it was a virtual scene, but I didn't want the begonias that rose all over the place to be red all the way to the outside of the wall, and almost "a red apricot came out of the wall", which was cut off, and it was not just in the corner of the wall.

He just thought it was funny, but he quickened his pace and went back to thinking about what to do for himself. Nan Shi is not a fool, she naturally has a reason to shirk it, but she should be able to come down, indicating that she must have something in her hand, maybe there is something he doesn't know.

Mrs. Nan has a separate bedroom, which is carefully cleaned up every day, and the discarded ones that are not thrown away at regular intervals seem more and more hollow.

There was a desk with a vase with a gray cracked white background, in which freesias and lilies stood upright; There are tall glass wine glasses hanging in the cabinet next to it, and the locked cabinet is full of long-cherished wine, and it will never be taken out until the critical moment.

is so stingy, even he, as the son of Mrs. Nan, can't see through what secrets his mother has.

"Brother Ling, congratulations on this time, it's not easy, after so much effort, it's finally been negotiated, I'm really happy for you. I haven't seen each other for so many years, and I haven't met except for the last time I helped you bring a child, so how about finding a time to get together? ”

Mrs. Nan smiled, but there was a smile on her face that did not match her soft and gentle voice, which made others shudder and couldn't help but retreat. This smile exudes morbid beauty, but it makes people's bones chill and goosebumps.

However, Nanchen walked by and wanted to talk to his mother on the phone, and almost saw him.

Almost, because Mrs. Nan noticed someone approaching, restrained her crazy smile, pulled her hair, pretended not to care, and was polite with her friends.

"Well, okay, then you arrange, we'll see you then." After speaking, he hung up the phone, turned his head to look at Nan Chen, and pretended to be surprised, "Why did you come back?" You usually get home in the early hours of the morning, and it's only six o'clock. I'll ask the kitchen to make you dinner? ”

Nan Chen felt aggrieved and uncomfortable, and couldn't eat, so he waved his hand to signal his mother not to worry: "No need, I've eaten, I'll go take a rest." ”

"Well, that's good, have a good rest, your sister has come back in the past two days, it should be to help clean up the mess inside, and then you can help her a little more, it is not very convenient for her to deal with some things, and you will have to come forward to be convinced."

Nanchen also nodded symbolically, no longer answered, and went upstairs stiffly.

It seemed that his black suit was as tired as he was, obviously neat, but his heart felt wrinkled, like black paint squeezed out; His whole body is black, his whole body is black and his face is black, and his whole person is black paint squeezed out.

Mrs. Nan probably understood what Nan Chen meant, so she had to sigh and go back to the room herself. She hoped that in twenty years, the encounter would go a little smoother.

It was the night before, restless, and the same was true for both the scenery and the people.

Ling Yiqing was still in the school dormitory, and Nan Shi asked the teacher for leave soon after the start of school, saying that there was an accident at home and going back, so the teacher agreed to come down and let her see the situation and come back as soon as possible.

She made a phone call to Liang Beixuan.

At that time, I had just returned to school, and it was not early, and the moonlight in the sky was more and more scattered and climbed up to the clouds, and the curved shadows that converged into an arc were obliquely formed, white, but mixed with dots of impurities, and the grits were like lime, more and more blurred, until they could not see through, solid, and naturally did not know why.

This is the second call, and it is still a busy tone; She didn't give up, and played again, but she listened to the busy sound for two minutes again, and finally had to put it down.

She finally gritted her teeth and looked up at the moonlight, the bleak feeling, the cold, hanging wind with warmth, blowing to the heart but the temperature dropped, as if soaked in cold water.

I'll go back.

She finally typed this line and sent it out, feeling that she would not get a reply for a while, so she simply fell into her pocket and turned on the vibration.

However, it was not long before it vibrated again.

She glanced at the note: Chairman Nan.

I wanted to hang up, so I pressed mute, but after a while, another string came.

She was a little surprised and impatient, but she answered.

As soon as he pressed the green phone button, Nan's father's voice came, and he felt that he couldn't refuse, as if everything was under control.

"Nannan, can you come back? There's a little bit of a desertion within the group and I need you to do me a favor, is that okay? Better hurry up, I'll book a ticket for you. ”

"Desertion can't use me, can you? Could it be that the old men above are relying on themselves to be patriarchs to embezzle the whole thing? Also, I've heard about the decision-making at the hospital side, so I'm starting to worry about it below, and a lot of people are gone, right? She spoke sarcastically.

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, obviously blocked by Nanshi's sharp words.

I wanted to hang up quickly, but I didn't expect Nan's father to open his mouth again: "You're right, what if...... If you want to come and help, come back. ”

Want to come back and come back? Can you come back when you go back?

She sneered, afraid that in addition to asking her to help clean up the mess, there was also their life plan - joint marriage! Looking for all kinds of men to introduce to her, all of them are dry, and they are the children of the family glory when they open their mouths and close their mouths, and there is no love in their brains for a long time, only the so-called "glory".

But......

What should come will come, and before that, she has to be strong enough to match it.

So, she also paused, and finally responded: "Okay, help me book a plane ticket, and I'll report on time tomorrow." ”

With that, hang up.

She glanced at the sky one last time: I'm gone, and you didn't stay......