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The Stolen Five Years - Chapter 276

Published at 21st of October 2021 10:38:39 AM


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Her sudden remark made me interested.

"Do you mean that you already know who the executive is?" I just casually asked, and after that, I thought it should not be the case. If Xiao Qiao knew who the senior executive was, it would be the same as the fact that Jian Xin had been wrapped up in those three years. The reason why he asked me was just to get some information from my mouth.

It turns out that my guess is right. Joe shook his head. "If I knew who it was, I wouldn't bother you."

I hesitated for a while, said with a smile: "if you are not at ease, you can return Jianxin to us Huayi. Huayi doesn't mind her past. "

After a few rounds of applause, Jian Xin pushes the door in. She hears the voice before seeing the person. She insinuates: "I didn't expect that Tangtang Yuansheng should inquire about the employees' private affairs like this. Oh, no, I'm not an employee of Yuansheng yet. "

I got up in surprise, "Jianxin."

Jian Xin picked eyebrows at me. Pulling a corner of his mouth was a greeting, and then he pressed his hand on Xiao Qiao's desk, some ruffian mouth: "when did Yuansheng's employment criteria become so cautious? I remember you didn't do so much when you dug me. "

Xiao Qiao was obviously shocked by Jian Xin, and stood up from the chair, "why did you come, didn't you wait for the notice?"

Jian Xin shrugged her shoulders, made a fearless look, and said, "you can inquire about my past. Can't I come to visit the environment of your company in advance? When the door is open, I'll come in. "

Little Joe was angry and choked for a moment. Jian Xin raised his chin toward me: "Miss Shen, long time no see."

How to say about Rongji, Jianxin helped me. Although she seems a little unorthodox on the surface and often insinuates, she is still a good person, at least frank and generous. As for Rongji, she taught me everything she could. I really think she's good. I don't mind making friends with her.

I laughed, "long time no see."

"Help me tell your leaders if they want to. I don't worry about finding a good job." She is tired of Xiao Qiao, careless advice, seemingly casual, but in fact she has a plan, is really a woman with a lot of city.

Joe probably forgot to respond.

Out of the personnel department, Jianxin and I drop by.

Jian Xin put her fingers on the top of her head and stretched her waist. She said lazily: "it seems that it's not bad."

I always feel that Jianxin is a mysterious woman. She even says something that I can't understand, but it's very clear that her words contain deep meaning.

"What's good?" I asked.

"Nothing. It's fine. I've done a lot of good. " She put down her hands, moved Chanel's satchel to the front of her waist and said, "no, not yet, not yet."

I can't figure it out. I asked again, "I don't understand you."

Jian Xin just a smile: "do not understand, you will know."

Out of the gate of Yuansheng, Jian Xin waved to me without looking back, "have time to drink together."

Whether she could see it or not, I nodded.

Just about to leave, he Lu came out of the revolving door. When she saw that it was me, she called out to me and chatted with her.

When he Lu said this, she naturally brought it to Yuan Yushan again. She whispered, "you may not believe it if you say it. Now she has the ability to accept Jin Jing and Xia wennuan. "

She means yuan Yushan, of course. Yuan Yushan is a very thoughtful woman. If she wants to get in touch with anyone, she can always think of a way and have a suitable opportunity. Jinjing and Xia wennuan are the rat droppings in the makeup department. I'm not surprised that Yuan Yushan, a wild cat, took them both in.

I asked he Lu, "did they bully you?"

He Lu shook her head: "I don't know why. She is very kind to me and takes care of me in everything she does. Last time the director gave her an exhibition, she even gave it to me. It's a lot of money. "

"That's not good." I said with a smile, but I was thinking that this was not in line with Yuan Yushan's style. You know, money is more important to her than life. She would give other people a lot of money. Either she has no time or it's not a good job.

He Lu looked worried and said: "I'm afraid she doesn't know I have a good relationship with you. You want to use me? "

I immediately smile, take her shoulder comfort way: "don't think too much, do your own work on the line, other when the air."

He Lu's worry is not impossible. I just don't want her to be nervous at work because of my relationship, which will give her a lot of pressure.

He Lu answered and wanted to say something more. She saw a colleague passing by. Just shut up.

I patted her on the shoulder again and said, "don't worry too much. Call me if you have anything."

"Well." He Lu nodded and asked me casually, "are you not going to work today? Where are you going now? "

I smile: "go to the hospital to see my father."

He Lu asked in surprise: "yes. How's your father? "

"It's just the same. It seems you all know." No matter where they are, good things never go out and bad things spread far away. In particular, there is no absolute secret in Yuansheng, a place where gossip spreads fast.

"Well, don't be too sad. Uncle Ji has his own way. He will get better." He Lu smile, let my heart warm.

Today, Friday, my mother went to the company for a meeting, and I sat by my father's bed. Gently massage dad's arm. I used to think that the situation of "vegetative person" could only appear in movies and novels. I didn't expect that it would also appear beside me and come to my closest people.

Recalling the scene of quarreling with my father about many trifles, I hope he can wake up and scold me again. Even if he insists on separating Liang Sheng from me, I will listen to him.

"Dad, wake up early if you can. I'll listen to you. " Tears fell quietly, just on the back of my father's hand.

When the door of the ward was knocked, the nurse came in with a medicine tray and said, "take the patient's temperature."

I got up. Get out of the way, wipe your tears and ask, "how's my dad doing?"

"It's stable." There are only three words.

Steady sleep?

I asked, "what's the probability of waking up?"

"It depends on the patient's consciousness." The official answer, the cold tone. After the nurse took my father's temperature, she stopped his heart for a while, frowned slightly, and then walked out quietly.

I vaguely felt that the situation was a little bad. I took a look at my father who was still sleeping and ran after the nurse.

All the way to the doctor's office on duty, in my repeated inquiry, the doctor said, "a few days ago. I have introduced a kind of medicine specially for treating nerve paralysis from abroad and tried it for your father. Recently, the situation has improved. What we can do is to give treatment as much as possible. It's not up to us to decide whether the patient will wake up in the end. "

Well, I didn't say it.

I know that there is no definite answer from them. Even if they know something, they will choose to keep silent to avoid some unnecessary troubles.

When he came back to the ward, his legs softened, his eyes widened, and he muttered, "my father is gone! doctor! My dad's gone! "

I patted the wall, rushed to the duty room as fast as I could, grabbed the doctor's hand and dragged it to my dad's ward: "my dad's gone!"

The doctor pushed his glasses and said to the nurse behind him, "inform the service desk as soon as possible. The patient in room 168 is missing. Adjust the surveillance video to see where the patient has gone!"

I nodded blindly, then thought, no, "what do you mean, where are you going? Do you mean my dad woke up and left?"

The doctor looked at me speechless and continued to tell the nurse, "inform the patient's family and let her come to the hospital at once."

"I am. Oh, you're talking about my mother. I'll call her now." I have some words, standing in the corridor, hands and feet can not help shivering, shivering looking for my mother's number.

In fact, I'm worried. Although I hope my father left by himself, I still can't help suspecting that someone has taken my father hostage. Maybe it's Mr. Jin.




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