Chapter 212: Kim Se-yoon Is Dead?

Lu Yiyou opened the bento and was a little surprised.

This is not full of color and fragrance, and he suddenly understood why Shang Wu had a cute and sly smile just now.

He raised an eyebrow, put the lunch box he picked up on his desk, and then walked to the carved wooden chair.

He sat down and hooked his fingers, "Well, show me the process of printing it out." ”

Jack passed by Shang Wu, nodded and said hello to her, and then stood straight in front of the desk and put the information in his hand on the desk.

Almost at the same time, he saw contracts for the playground project being spilled all over the place.

In front of the desk, next to the desk, the rest is messy at the desk.

Jack shouted in surprise: "Mr. Lu, you, what have you done, this is the contract to be signed for the amusement park project?!" ”

Jack's decibels were a little big, so big that Lu Yiyou frowned, his knuckled wrist held the form of the process, raised his head slightly, and looked at the fussy Jack with dark eyes, "What's wrong?" ”

Jack was a little deflated, but he still pointed to the amusement park project contracts scattered around, "Lu, Mr. Lu, this, this contract, just this one, or, it's still the ...... of the amusement park project."

Lu Yiyou raised his eyebrows unconcernedly, "So what?" ”

Jack swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "So, so ......"

Before he could say anything else, Lu Yiyou said lightly, "It's just a contract, don't make a fuss." ”

Jack lowered his head, secretly unhappy in his heart, he couldn't wait to knock himself twice, what do you care about this contract! Even if it's torn off, it's Mr. Lu!

Shang Wu glanced at Lu Yiyou, who had a serious face, and withdrew his gaze with a smile.

She leaned lightly on the sofa, and Lu Yiyou's beautiful voice was in her ears, discussing the problems in the process and his dissatisfaction in a low voice.

"The crystal of the banquet hall is replaced with oriental lighting, the quality and novelty of this lighting are remarkable, and then the opening wine of the banquet is replaced by red wine, and this white wine is not very good for the opening, and then this process ......"

Shang Wu only remembered that he was still talking softly, but she was already asleep.

After Jack wrote down all the problems that Mr. Lu said, he looked at the proprietress on the sofa, good guy, and they had already slept soundly in such a short time.

After catching Jack's eyes, Lu Yiyou asked with a straight face, "Aren't you going down yet?" ”

Jack immediately retracted his gaze, "Down, down, this is down." ”

After saying that, he fled and disappeared into the president's office.

After Jack left, Lu Yiyou looked at the people on the sofa.

Her long eyelashes, like feathers, cast a shadow under the fine rays of the sun, which was extraordinarily beautiful.

He withdrew his wistful gaze and looked at the already cold bento on the table, and suddenly felt that this unlovely dish was a little cute.

If it can be made like this, she probably made it herself, right?

Lu Yiyou could think of her carrying an injured leg alone and busily in Aunt Zhang's kitchen, and then Aunt Zhang watched helplessly as someone destroyed her kitchen.

If Aunt Zhang wants to make a selection, then he and Shang Wu must be the last people that Aunt Zhang wants to see in her kitchen.

He picked up the silver fork and took a mouthful of green broccoli, but it was okay, after all, broccoli can be boiled.

Although it is a little rotten, the taste will not change much, and Lu Yiyou said that he can accept this level.

But—

What is this fried black lump?

Steak?

Lu Yiyou glanced at it in disbelief, then cut it into small pieces, frowned and put it in his mouth.

His thin lips moved thinly, very Sven.

Lu Yiyou has a particularly great charm that no matter how delicious or unpalatable the food he eats at the moment, he will not easily reveal the emotions of the meaning.

In other words, if Shang Wu is difficult to cook in the future, it doesn't really matter, if he chooses to eat, he obviously won't say anything.

Lu Yiyou took a deep breath, always feeling that starving him for three days was more comfortable than letting him eat this piece of steak.

There was still half of the steak left in the lunch, and Lu Yiyou put down the knife and fork in his hand with a slurp.

Brewed a pot of tea on the tea table as quickly as possible.

When some hot tea flowed into his mouth, Lu Yiyou felt that his taste buds were saved.

He held the delicate blue and white porcelain teacup and moved to the sofa, he wrapped one hand around his chest and the other hand held the teacup, just drinking tea quietly and looking at her quietly.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a loud knock on the office door twice.

Lu Yiyou didn't have time to put down the teacup in his hand and kicked silent steps, hurriedly walked over, and opened the door lightly, as soon as the people outside the door saw Lu Yiyou, they saw him make a silent gesture, and his slender index finger was next to his sexy thin lips.

The sweet-looking female assistant didn't dare to speak, and her gossipy eyes couldn't help but poke inside, but she was quickly blocked by Lu Yiyou's tall body.

The female assistant knew the meaning of this gesture, so she reminded in a special whisper: "Mr. Lu, you have another meeting later." ”

Lu Yiyou nodded, "Got it, you go down first." ”

After he closed the door, he looked at Shang Wu, who was sleeping peacefully on the sofa, and helped her get a plush sleeping blanket and put it on her before he walked out of the door of the president's office with peace of mind.

This meeting was convened by some senior management of the company, and there were many things that fell under the company's confidentiality policy, so employees like Jack did not need to participate in this kind of meeting.

So as Mr. Lu's assistant, he was idle during the good working day.

And as soon as he was free, he didn't know why his mind was full of that report.

Kim Se-yoon, a young painter, was in a car accident while on his way to the airport in City A.

In the follow-up report, it seems to be in a Nanshi hospital, right?

Jack remembered with some irritability that night, after he sent the young model home, he was still thought by the young model that he was interesting to her, and the most annoying thing was that the young model also told him not to eat swan meat from the toad.

Fortunately, the sudden appearance of Kim Se-yoon was lifted.

But—

But when Jin Shiyun's hand suddenly came to his shoulder, he suddenly had a very different feeling, he couldn't say it well, although he didn't reject it, but he had a strange fear, as if he didn't dare to face a certain idea in his heart.

He felt that this was very shameful, but he was angry that he could accept it, so he pulled out Jin Shiyun's hand straight.

That look must be very sad, right?

Otherwise, Jin Shiyun would not have dimmed at that time and said that he was leaving.

Jack always felt a little embarrassed, after all, when he was in Jinxi, he said that if he came to City A to play, he would definitely treat him well.

Now that hospitality has become a conscious or unintentional resistance, and now that he broke the news of a car accident, he should always do something, right?

At least go to the hospital for a visit, right?

As soon as he thought of this, he was full of excitement, ran out of the office, hurriedly pressed the elevator up, and then went to the parking lot dedicated to Mr. Lu on the first floor.

Jack casually chose a Bentley among Mr. Lu's many luxury cars, and drove to the Nanshi Hospital at the fastest speed.

There were some reporters crowded outside the Nanshi Hospital, but as long as there were people carrying video equipment, none of them were put inside.

In this regard, the Nanshi Hospital is doing quite well.

After Jack parked the car, he hurriedly spared the group of reporters and walked to the hospital.

However, I still heard some gossip when I passed by.

"I heard that Master Jin hit it this time, it's not light, why do you say that the car is full of blood!"

"yes, yes, I don't know if I can survive this catastrophe!"

Generally, the reporters around outside, the news is relatively accurate, and after Jack heard it, the whole person was a little frozen.

He dragged his hurried steps, and pulled a girl in a white coat in a bit of a panic and asked, "Hello, may I ask which ward or operating room is Jin Shiyun in now?" ”

Luo Xiaoxia rubbed her eyes, she had just undergone a seven-hour operation, and now her brain was all mush, and as soon as she got out of the operating room, she heard a commotion in the entire hospital, saying that Master Jin had a car accident.

The reporters outside surrounded the road and now the reporters have become smarter?

Know to put down the camera and pretend to be a family member?

Luo Xiaoxia pursed her mouth, planning to casually talk about the operating room and perfunctory this reporter, lest the reporter pull other colleagues to ask.

"Oh, inside Operating Room 3 on the third floor."

Jack got the news and rushed to the third floor of Operating Room 3.

The hurried pace made Luo Xiaoxia a little suspicious, did the current reporters have all engaged in sports, or are they simply too dedicated?

She hadn't thought much of it, the seven-hour operation had exhausted her, and she just wanted to go back to the hospital dorm room for a good night's sleep.

In the No. 3 operating room on the third floor, an operation has just been completed, but unfortunately-

The person pushed out by the doctors covered the whole person with a white cloth, and the parents probably knew what was going on without the doctor opening his mouth in this kind of scene.

Before the parents on both sides of the corridor could react, they saw a man rushing straight over, holding the person covered with gauze and crying with emotion.

"No, no, why did you suddenly die?!" Jack sniffed, and the tears in his eyes couldn't help but fall, "It's all my fault, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been cold to each other that day, I obviously said that I would treat you well, I'm sorry!" ”