Zuoqiu looked at Tan Yunting, his eyes were extremely melancholy, "Sir, Mr. Bedora is very angry, he said that he will never cooperate with us again!" How do you get it back? ”

The man's brows frowned slightly, and his face was serious and deep, "We must cooperate!" This deal can't be blown ......"

Japan's kerosene side is eyeing it, and Bedora has given up on Tan's and will definitely choose Japan instead.

In this way, half of the Tan clan will be forced down.

His mood couldn't help but feel heavy, "Zuoqiu, give me all the details of Bedora and his family as soon as possible!" ”

As a Singaporean kerosene tycoon, Bedola's status in the international community is unshakable, and he released his pigeons twice in a row, which was too embarrassing for him.

Although Tan also plays an important role in the kerosene market, it is not his only choice.

Zuoqiu agreed, and immediately went out to call to implement it.

Tan Yunting's mobile phone rang suddenly, and WeChat came in.

Rong Xiaobai: Awake?

The man stared at his phone, a smile on his face.

He immediately replied: Did you go to the hospital for your injuries?

After thinking about it, he sent it again.

Rong Yue sat on the bay window of the bedroom, drugged her arm, and put her phone at her feet.

Tan Yunting's first message came, she looked at it, pursed her lips and smiled faintly.

Then, a second message came in.

Lao Tan: I'll ask Zuoqiu to pick you up at the hospital!

Rong Yue's lips tugged, it hurt!

When Tan Yunting treated her at that time, she didn't feel any pain, why is it that she can't stand the pain when she touches it a little now!

Lao Tan: Don't do it yourself, you'll get infected!

Tan Yunting's message came in again, as if he had seen what she was doing.

Rong Yue subconsciously looked back, and when she saw that the cotton swab in her hand touched the wound, her face suddenly twitched in pain.

Taking advantage of the pain, Rong Yue had no scruples, and after a few strokes, she eliminated the poison, applied medicine, and then wrapped it with a bandage.

Anyway, it hurts, so I'm not afraid!

Leaning back on the cushion, she wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and picked up her phone.

Tan Yunting waited for a long time and didn't see her reply, and was just about to call when his mobile phone rang.

Rong Xiaobai: I can deal with this injury myself, it's not that serious, there is no infection!

Tan: What should I do if I have a fever in the middle of the night? Who cares about you?

Rong Xiaobai: No, my body is my own, I won't joke, don't worry! How are you? Fever subsided?

Tan Yunting knew that she was stubborn and sighed.

Lao Tan: It's okay! Sorry, I don't even know if you're leaving!

Tan: Don't be angry!

Rong Yue looked at her phone and smiled: You and I are a balloon, always angry! You rest early and recuperate!

Lao Tan: Okay, you should also rest early!

……

One sat in front of the window, looking up at the starry sky, his eyes filled with a faint smile.

One stood in front of the window, looking in the direction of his home, his eyes full of relief.

Rong Yue took anti-inflammatory medicine, washed her face and lay on the bed, and her mobile phone rang again at this time.

Tan: Will you come to see me?

After Zuoqiu came back, he saw the boss standing alone in front of the window, his eyes were low and a little nervous.

Ay! This time Bedola's matter is enough to annoy the boss.

Suddenly, a bell rang.

The man brought the mobile phone to his eyes, and then, his eyebrows and eyes slowly stretched, and he smiled gently and elegantly.

Zuoqiu blinked, and the question mark drew the entire room.

Is this a WeChat message with Bedora?

Looking at the expression is done!

Zuoqiu was in a good mood all of a sudden, and hurriedly walked over and said, "Boss, Mr. Bedora has done it?" ”

The man turned his head to look at him with a sympathetic expression, "Zuoqiu, have you lost your IQ?" ”