Falling back to gl

The second floor of Beiyuan has become an empty house, no one stays behind, and it looks even more gray than those days when the door was closed and dusty.

The huge building is comparable to an iron cage that has lost its shackles. It cannot contain any vitality. It is purely a tomb built of concrete. It is lifeless and desolate in the summer. It does not seem to be a place where you can live for a long time.

Zhao Qihong had a resentful look on his face, he saw the clues during the day, and guessed the result before dialing, but he had no choice but to do anything useful, he couldn't pull either side, and it was difficult to do it in the middle very.

He sighed a few times and shook his head. He didn't understand the young people's way of getting along with the wind and rain. After thinking about it, he recruited dedicated and diligent bodyguards, whispered a few words, and told Ming'er what to do.

Ask the bodyguards to watch Ji Cen'an more, strengthen vigilance, and be careful not to cause accidents. At the same time, they also ask someone to take care of Ji Cen'an secretly, and keep an eye on the situation of their boss. They are extremely concerned about both sides.

Butler Zhao didn't understand their crux, so he did it as it was, following the rules they had before they went to C City.

You can't do anything on the phone, and you can't influence the thoughts of the two parties, but after hanging up the phone, you can't really pretend to be deaf and let go, just let it go.

This is an old Jianghu, with a sense of propriety.After speaking, he thought for a while, hesitantly, and carefully told the bodyguard: "You all have points, if necessary, you can keep a little distance away, don't press too tight and make Miss Jiang Can feel uncomfortable."

The bodyguard winked: "Yes."

Zhao Qihong waved his hand, indicating that he can leave, and he will make other arrangements soon, trying to find ways to ease the current situation.

Cracks have already been formed, and the first day back to Z City is destined to be uneven.

It was a bitterly long night, and the starless and moonless sky was like a wide cloth with no end, covering everything on the ground tightly, even the breeze was engulfed by it, and it was impossible to find the direction of the exit.

In the villa on Hancheng Road, the mobile phone was randomly thrown on the table, turning it into a useless square decoration. It was left there alone until the early morning of the next day, and was never picked up again.

The whole study room was solemn and cold, the light and shadow obliquely shining on the ceiling flickered, making the environment dim by two points.

The documents related to Shaw Technology were then shelved, and together with the phone call, he fell into the boundless and remote depression.

The overall process has been settled, and the cooperation between several parties has basically been reached. What still needs to be done is some tedious filling work.

Nanjia has been stationed in the company office for two consecutive days, personally presiding over and advancing the corresponding matters, and at the same time dealt with those dishonest old fritters in the alliance team, focusing on "taking care" of the most thorny Huang Yannian, in case Huang Yannian Rubbing secretly to change the hexagram to the Yin side.

This is not the first time this side has fought openly and covertly with Huang Yannian. The two sides have communicated several times in the past, but at that time Nanjia was just a fledgling, and he didn't get much benefit from him.

Following in the footsteps of Shaw Technology, Huang Yannian was the second to approach Nanjia, and contacted her alone, shouting "Mr. Nan" one by one, without mentioning how sincere his attitude was.

But words are not what you think in your heart. No matter how beautiful the words are, they are not worth one ten-thousandth of the actual actions.

Huang Yannian's intention is very obvious, he is very willing to cooperate with Nanjia, and he is very happy, but he is on the side of Shaw Technology, not a neutral party.

The big guys are just people on the same boat, and the interests are bound to be able to coexist in the same camp, but that doesn't mean that all participants must vent their breath through the same nostrils.

After the party that night, the team quickly split into small groups. Nanjia recruited several bosses, and Sun Mingtian was not a vegetarian, so he directly twisted Shaw Technology and Huang Yannian into one rope, and healed this side to death. of.

Huang Yannian kept opening his mouth to fart, and said clearly, "Oh, Mr. Nan, I'm sorry, please take care of me", but actually laughed on the other side of the face, and his tone was relaxed, full of joy.

I don't know how many benefits I got from Shaw Technology and Sun Mingtian to be so happy, I have a skinless and shameless look.

It didn't matter to Nanjia, after listening to it, he ignored it, and went through the motions on the surface, and didn't take the rest to heart.

Huang Yannian was a cheap man who sold swords at the end of his life, and said innocently with his face that was thicker than the city wall: "Mr. Nan is straightforward, and he is more straightforward than the others. It is the most worry-free to talk to you. Really...you handle things." I can trust it, and I will rely on you in the future, so Huang won't be able to exert much effort, so I will trouble you for your hard work."

Nanjia's tone was friendly, but his expression was dull.

"It is I who rely on your seniors, and I hope you will take care of it in the future."

Huang Yannian stretched his brows, accepting this compliment with peace of mind, he looked like a middle-aged greasy uncle, and said with a smile: "If you don't reach that level, you have to worry too much. If there is anything you don't understand in the future, just ask us more. , as long as you are willing to listen to everyone's opinions, and the other is not a problem, you will definitely not make mistakes."

This time the exchange ended, Nanjia kept his face indifferent, and he didn't have a good face when he met his subordinates who came to handle errands.

Extremely serious, more demanding than usual.

All the conscientious and conscientious subordinates are cautious. Seeing the boss like this, they feel frightened. They are afraid that their work is not good enough, and they worry that if they do something wrong, they will be punished by their immediate superiors.

But fortunately, Nanjia just had a bad expression and looked scary. He didn't anger anyone in his behavior. He always had clear standards and strong principles.

Secretary Jiang is the only one in the company who pays close attention to the performance of his boss. On the one hand, he does not ask questions about everything and never interferes with what should not be interfered. On the other hand, he also quietly reports Nanjia's movements to Zhao Qihong.

Butler Zhao took great pains, and he persuaded Secretary Jiang to be concerned about Nanjia all the time after talking dry in private.

Nanjia stayed in the company and didn't go back, so Zhao Qihong delivered food here three times a day, and didn't come here by himself, he always asked his helper to come here.

Regardless of whether Nanjia ate the food sent by Beiyuan, he insisted on insisting on it for two days before he officially went out and changed to him to deliver.

Nanjia sat at the desk, concentrated on handling the business, regarded it as nothing, and said after finishing the work: "Don't send it tomorrow, it doesn't take so much effort."

Zhao Qihong, as the steward of his personal life, immediately helped clean up, put all the food on the table, pushed over a cup of soup, and continued: "This nourishes your body, you must drink a couple of sips."

Nanjia didn't reach out, and his appetite was poor.

"Put it there and eat it later."

Zhao Qihong put down the soup and put it on Nanga's right hand where he could reach it with his arms raised. He glanced at her face, hesitant to speak, and after two seconds of deliberation, he informed, intentionally or unintentionally: "The soup was started by Aunt Yang yesterday. It was boiled, and it was boiled all morning today, and only two bowls were produced in total, the taste should be okay, and it smells very fragrant."

There are two bowls in total, here is only one bowl, and who is the other bowl for...you can imagine.

Even a fool can hear it, it's obvious.

Unable to comprehend, Nanjia ignored it and remained the same, and replied: "The company has a cafeteria, and Secretary Jiang and the others are also there. You can do your own thing when you have time, and do what you should. I will find you again if necessary."

Zhao Qihong was not annoying, he nodded decisively and said, "Hey, good."

But beyond words, he still insisted, guarding Nanjia after eating and then went to clean up, before leaving, asked: "Are you going back to Beiyuan tomorrow night?"

Nanjia didn't answer and let him go out.

Zhao Qihong left in a hurry, picked up his things and left, waited outside and took the elevator downstairs to the parking lot, then got in the car, and detoured all the way outside Z University.

This meddling scumbag didn't plan to wander around the school, but stayed outside the school for a while, and left after receiving another Aunt Yang who delivered meals.

Aunt Yang is old, and it is not easy to deliver meals to school in hot weather, but it can be regarded as a whole lot of tossing and tiring.

The person in the drink shop also ate the food, and didn't put on a show to refuse.

He couldn't refuse either—Aunt Yang was an outsider who worked part-time. No matter how angry Ji Cen'an was, he couldn't make things difficult for Auntie.

Perhaps it was for the purpose of delivering meals, and Ji Cen'an, who had been resting outside for two days that night, went over to get the computer.

But did not stay there, only stayed for an hour.

Nanjia also arrived at Beiyuan that night, but the time was a little later, and it happened that he missed it and did not bump into each other.

Ji Cen'an opened the door with his bag on his back, went straight up to the second floor when he entered the room, greeted Zhao Qihong, and informed him, "Housekeeper Zhao, I'll be back to get some supplies."

Zhao Qihong followed him up the stairs, and asked thoughtfully: "Do you want to help, I will help you?"

Ji Cen'an said: "I can do it myself, I don't bother you."

"No, no," Zhao Qihong opened his mouth again and again, and took three steps and two steps to follow the tall man with long legs. "I'll find you what you want, and you can prepare what you need right away."

Having accepted his care these two days, Ji Cen'an was not as indifferent to him as before, but he still didn't need it.

"There is nothing to prepare, just collect two things."

Oh, Zhao Qihong, let's not disturb the trouble.

In fact, I didn't think about really helping, how could I be so stupid as to let him go, it was just a disguised test, to see what Ji Cen'an was doing when he came back, and if he was leaving.

Finding that Ji Cen'an didn't mean that, he was indeed taking the computer, and he had no bad plans, so he let it go, stood by and watched what items Ji Cen'an put into the bag, silently calculating.

Ji Cen'an only brought the notebook and the accessories that matched it, and after packing it, he threw in two personal items, washed here again, cleaned up, changed the frivolous clothes, and threw the rest to Zhao Qihong is in charge.

"I'm messing with you, please do me a favor."

There are enough surprises, it seems that on the first day here, I have never thanked you like this before, but now I am humble and polite.

Suddenly there is a way to put oneself in the right position, to put away certain emotions, and to become alienated and polite, which makes people very uncomfortable and too ostentatious.

Zhao Qihong could sense her subtle changes, but pretended nothing happened, and said sharply: "Well, it should be, Miss Jiang Can is also a member of this place, this is your residence, there is nothing to add or make trouble."

He didn't let the points clear, and pulled the distance back.

It's a pity that Ji Cen'an was not in the mood to argue about this, so he tied his hair up in a low ponytail and walked out with his bag.

Zhao Qihong lingered: "Where are you going?"

Ji Cen'an said, "In the shop."

"Aren't you off work? What are you doing there?" Zhao Qihong pretended to be stupid.

Ji Cen'an has been staying in the shop for the past few days, and he can't go anywhere except the drink shop, he already knew that.

Ji Cen'an was not bothered, and explained briefly: "I used to guard the store."

She talked about staying overnight in a fresh and refined way, as if it was her job as a clerk. At first glance, she was quite intimidating.

But Zhao Qihong didn't understand, he already knew that Ji Cen'an slept there without telling the store manager for the first two nights, got the key of the beverage store from the store manager, made excuses every night and was the last one to leave, and kept it afterwards , Putting the stools together into a "bed" to make do with sleeping.

Zhao Qihong wanted to stop her, pretending that he couldn't tell that it was a lie, and persuaded her: "It's so late, anyway, there is no one in the school during the holidays, so why don't you just stay here for one night and go there early tomorrow. The driver will deliver it in time."

Ji Cen'an was quite capable of fooling around, and said solemnly: "It's not very good, I'm in a hurry, the door of the store is not closed yet, I still need to go."

Hu Yao's ability is good, and Zhao Qihong was speechless, and he couldn't find any more words to persuade him to stay.

After pondering for a while, Zhao Qihong weighed it, and stopped beating around the bush, and said straight: "President Nan will come later, do you want to stay longer?"

Ji Cen'an was taken aback for a moment, and his steps slowed down by half a beat.

Zhao Qihong looked at his words and saw that he seemed to have softened, and said in a harmonious voice: "There is a charity event on Liuhe Road today, Mr. Nan passed by, not far from here, she should come here after the event."

It's a pity that Ji Cen'an was still unmoved in the end. After listening to it, he turned his head to look at him, and then raised his straight and slender legs for a moment, and continued to move forward.

The back view is decisive, without any interference, once the decision is made, it cannot be pulled back.

Seeing that she couldn't keep her, Zhao Qihong didn't insist, so he had to ask the driver to drive her to save her from being unable to find a car in the middle of the night.

With the driver here, there is always an eyeliner to watch over, otherwise it will be even more annoyed.

Ji Cen'an was not pretentious in this regard, knowing when it was, he said to Zhao Qihong: "No, thank you, Steward Zhao."

Zhao Qihong said: "That's it, pay attention to safety on the road."

Then he gave a look, suggesting that the driver should follow quickly.

The thin and lonely figure walked into a drowsiness, stubborn and decisive.

When Nanjia came over, the man had already left for more than ten minutes, and the villa was back to a spotless appearance. The second floor was so clean that it didn't look like someone had entered it.

Zhao Qihong didn't hide anything, went up to Nanjia, and explained the fact that Ji Cen'an came back and left again, explaining clearly one by one.

But to put it more tactfully, in his mouth, Ji Cen'an had a good reason for leaving, and it was for urgent matters.As for the details, he couldn't understand, so he just said: "Miss Jiang Can should be very busy this week, it seems that she hasn't had a good rest, and she probably will be tired for a while."

As he spoke, he glanced quietly at Nanjia's expression, telling lies without taking a breath.

As if believing his nonsense, Nanjia's expression remained unmoved, and she took off her high heels: "Follow her."

Just two words, no other opinions.

Having just gone through a tedious social gathering, Nanjia was a little tired and didn't care about those side branches that had nothing to do with the business.

Zhao Qihong consciously stopped, ordered the kitchen to boil some hangover soup, and then made room for Nanjia to stay in peace.

When he reached the entrance of the corridor, Zhao Qihong looked back.

The door behind closed with a dull thud.

boom--

It wasn't loud, but the reverberation reached the stairs, enough to be heard on the first floor.

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Ji Cen'an in the car missed this scene.

Taking a bus all the way to Z University, this person went down at the school gate and walked to the drink shop on the ground floor of the activity center alone.

Outside the store, a woman in a delicate short skirt has been waiting there for a long time.

It should have been expected that she would come back, Shao Yubai smiled sweetly, unbelievably generous, and shouted with red lips: "An'an..."