The husband and wife of a wealthy school

It was Yue Qingqing and Zhao Jingjing who came to pick her up.

Yue Qingqing married Liu Guohua and gave birth to a five-year-old boy after marriage.Zhao Jingjing is a 24-year-old girl. After graduating from university, she has been working as a cashier in a restaurant.

Seeing Zhao Yan come out, Zhao Jingjing screamed and rushed forward: "Brother..."

In September, Zhao Yan was wearing a plaid shirt, which he wore when he went abroad two years ago, and it was also such an autumn at that time.In the two years in North Africa, he did not buy a few clothes, and the supplies in Ethiopia are very scarce.

Zhao Jingjing, who has become a big girl, is very beautiful, with big eyes, a good figure, and big breasts. She runs up and down and is about to jump on her brother, but is blocked by Zhao Yan's arm a few feet away.

"They're all big girls, why are you still bluffing like this!"

Zhao Jingjing always looks like a little girl in front of his brother, and when she grows up, she thinks she is a little girl. She grabbed Zhao Yan's luggage and took his arm, "It's disappointing that I didn't get blackened. , but finally darker than me, hahaha..."

Zhao Yan: "Is our mother okay?"

"What's wrong, scolding people doesn't diminish the past at all." Zhao Jingjing looked at Zhao Yan's expressionless face: "Brother, why are you becoming more and more like an old man? I remember you used to love to laugh."

Zhao Yan: "What did you do again to make our mother scold you?"

"She, she puts on Xiaobin all day long." Yue Qingqing took over the conversation and said, "Yanyan, if you lose weight, it's good to come back, and I will make up for you when I come back."

Zhao Yan: "Sister, you are getting more and more beautiful."

Xiaobin is Guo Xiaobin. Instead of becoming a pilot and flying planes like his childhood ideal, he took over his father's mantle and became a chef, working in his mother's soil bowl restaurant.After chasing Zhao Jingjing for three years, I still haven't caught up.

The restaurant is developing very well, and it is getting bigger and bigger. Now the top two floors of Huiyuan Building are the boundaries of the restaurant.

His grandma left six years ago, Zhao Jingjing came to T city to go to university, Zhao Yan took his mother over, and his mother couldn't be free, so she just worked in the restaurant.

In fact, Liu Guohua has been taking care of the management of the restaurant all these years. He was busy with his own affairs and did nothing.

Yue Qingqing drove over, Zhao Yan put away his luggage and sat in the back seat.Zhao Jingjing sat next to him and chattered non-stop. Zhao Yan looked out the window and didn't listen to a word.

In September, the autumn tiger in T City has not yet passed, but compared with North Africa, this heat is nothing. Ethiopia is very poor, and his vision is not suitable for T City, which is full of tall buildings, bustling and fashionable.

The luxuriant sycamore trees on the side of the road remind people of the rows of sycamore trees in memory, and the early summer of that year, when the sycamore trees were full of flowers...

At a red light, the car stops in front of the zebra crossing, next to a tall building, there is a large electronic screen upstairs, after a few advertisements on the screen, a news is playing:

According to reliable news, Guangyan Technology, which is headquartered in the United States and has branches all over the world, will soon enter China. By acquiring Haotian Technology, a local company, it will take the first step in opening up the Chinese market. Eris Yan, the boss of Guangyan Technology, is said to be As a French-Chinese, is the understanding of China more conducive to Guangyan's rapid opening of the Chinese market? Let us wait and see, waiting for Guangyan to bring more high-end and more convenient international electronic technology products to the people of our city.

In just a few years, Guangyan has developed from a small company in the United States to a multinational enterprise covering many countries, because it has seized the opportunity of the era of rapid development of the Internet and computer technology.

The red light turns green, the car restarts, and hits the road.

Zhao Yan's thoughts went back to a month ago in North Africa, where the sun was scorching the earth like a stream of fire. Under a simple awning, he and his colleagues in the hospital were conducting free consultations.

There was a long queue in front of the free clinic booth, all of them were locals who looked down on doctors or even couldn't get enough to eat.

Many children with slender limbs and swollen belly, which is caused by long-term malnutrition, ran up to him barefoot and told him that their stomach hurts.

He gave each child a cake, "You should go home and find your father and let him make money." It's not a medical problem, but a social problem if the children don't have enough to eat.

He bought these cakes with his own money, because every time he comes out for free clinics, there will be many such children.

The canopies of the baobab trees on both sides were too small to cover much of the sun, and it was still very hot. When he was drinking water, he accidentally raised his eyes and saw a black car parked on the side of the road.It is rare to see such a car in this place. It is a car that is very valuable at first glance. It is dark and shiny, and soon there are many pairs of curious eyes around the car.

He was about to look back when the rear door was opened and someone got out of the car. It had been many years and he couldn't wait to see him. On an unusually hot noon in North Africa, he saw Yan Cheng again...

On such a hot day, many local people are shirtless. He is meticulous in suits and leather shoes, without squinting. He walks into a building with the umbrella that someone next to him holds on his head.

Yancheng has changed...

Let him feel cold under the blazing sun of the African continent.

The next day, Zhao Yan returned to work at People's Hospital in T City. It was still early, and before the shift time, there were people chatting and eating breakfast in the thoracic surgery office.

Zhao Yan knocked on the door according to the door frame, "I'm back."

A stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Li Ran, who went into the chest with him three years ago, jumped up from the chair, took out his mobile phone, and "clicked" a few times at the person, "Holy shit, Zhao Meinan from the thoracic surgery department has become a black handsome man, I I want to post on Weibo to let everyone witness that I will be the most beautiful man in thoracic surgery in the future, thank you for the sunshine in Africa, you are about to abdicate."

"Don't piss to take pictures of your own virtues. Don't smear our chests. Xiao Zhao is called black? This is not black, this is manly." Dr. Mu slapped Li on the head.

Dr. Mu is the only female doctor in the Department of Thoracic Surgery, and she is as good as a man when she picks up a scalpel.

"Why don't you stay at home for a few more days? Go to work so soon."

"Xiao Zhao, do you still stay in the hospital at night like before? Today I work late, and I happen to have something to do at night."

Zhao Yan: "No problem, I will pay the night shift wages."

"The desperate Saburo from the Thoracic Surgery Department has finally returned. You don't know how hard it has been for us in the past two years since you left. We have to take turns working night shifts, and even if we make a careless move, we will be caught and punished by old man Li."

"This must be celebrated. Tonight, no, there is an operation tonight. Tomorrow night, 'Homecoming' will start, and everyone will clean up the dust for you."

Homecoming is a well-known upscale bar nearby.

Zhao Yan listened to everyone chattering about you and me, but didn't say anything. He walked to his previous office and sat down, looking at the office after two years of absence.

No one cared, everyone was used to this being a very boring person, to the extent that he was bored, he could not say a word outside of work all day long.

Noisy, old man Li, no, Director Li walked in from the outside, and there was no sound in the office for a second, and everyone took their places, looking through the medical records, and turning on the computer.

Li Jian is more than 50 years old, with sporadic white hair on his head and a big belly, but he is full of energy, and his knife skills have not dropped at all, and his skills have become more exquisite.

Seeing Zhao Yan who was sitting inside, his brows were frowned, he could kill a fly, he walked over, mentioned Zhao Yan, and pushed away, "Go, go, I just returned to China yesterday, what work do I have today, come back in at least a week , They are all thin like monkeys, young people don’t take their bodies seriously, don’t be unable to lift a scalpel at that time, it’s embarrassing.”

Director Li's hands are strong, Zhao Yan was pushed all the way to the office door, Zhao Yan grabbed the doorknob, and he refused to leave, "Director, I really have a rest, I don't know what to do except come to work .”

Li Ran on one side stood up, took a few steps towards the firepower circle, and said cautiously: "Director Li, isn't there an operation for heart expansion combined with lung tumor today? Xiao Zhao is an expert in lung surgery. You just need someone A joint operator?"

It's okay if you don't talk about it, but when you talk about Director Li, you will be even more angry, especially if it's Li Ran who is speaking.

Director Li turned to Li Ran: "If I were you, I would not speak, because my own clinical skills are too bad."

Li Ran is Director Li's son, his own son. He worked under his father's hands and was buried all day long.

Zhao Yan: "Is there an operation?! Then I won't be able to leave."

……

United States, Guangyan Technology, President Office.

A man knocked on the door and came in with a frowning face: "Eris, you can't do this, the Chinese branch has just started, at least at this stage, you absolutely don't need to go over there, I can send a competent officer to China, if you leave Well, what to do here, the Chinese market is even negligible for the entire Guangyan. Before you must put the branch in T City, I don’t understand it. I don’t think Haotian has the value of acquisition. Now you're going to China yourself again, Eris, I think you've been drinking too much whiskey lately."

Yan Cheng put down the documents in his hand, picked up the wine bottle on the table, poured himself a glass of wine, leaned against the back of the chair behind him with the wine glass, and waited for work: "Is there any more? I'll finish it all at once."

"Eris, if you are tired, you can take a month off and go out to relax, or, you need a woman or a man, relax. You have been drinking a lot recently, no, actually I know you have been drinking like this, I I've said it many times, it's not a good habit."

Yan Cheng took a sip of his wine, "Alvin, you don't believe my decision?"

Alvin is Yancheng's college classmate in the United States and a partner who co-founded Guangyan Technology.

"No, no, you are a business genius, everyone knows that."

Yan Cheng stood up, walked to the window with his wine glass in his hand, and looked at the brightly lit New York outside. It was evening now.

"Part of my trip to China was for personal reasons. However, the market potential in China is still huge. I didn't say to leave this side alone. I just moved this office to T City in China. I will still deal with the things that need to be dealt with. .”

Alvin's eyes glowed, and he thought he smelled gossip, "Private matters? Eris, what are you referring to?"

Yan Cheng's tone was joking: "I mean, I was locked out by my wife last night, and I couldn't enter the house all night."

Alvin was locked out last night because he accidentally broke his wife's beloved vase.As a last resort, I came to the company to sleep.

Alvin: "This is really too bad."

After Alvin left, there was only one person left in the huge office, which was empty.Yan Cheng stood in front of the window, staring at the wine glass in his hand in a daze. There was an amber liquid in the glass wine glass, which could flash a stream of light with a slight shake. His hand holding the wine glass was white and slender, with well-defined joints and round nails.

The hands of that man a long time ago were also white, no, whiter than this.

A month ago, he went to Ethiopia to investigate a scientific and technological assistance project. Of course, this project does not make money, but is only a charity for the company's reputation.

He saw the man again, and he didn't like the man's dark skin.

There is a document on the desk, a very detailed resume provided by the detective company.