Chapter 782

Su Nuan was startled: "Anyang, are you ok?"

Dong Anyang shook his head: "call Edward. Hurry up."

General manager Fang, general manager Nie, and Hu Zhangjian all seem to be making a comeback.

Dong Anyang said to Su Nuan, "Nuan Nuan, let's go through a transfer procedure for Xiaobao tomorrow. I want to send him abroad."

"Why?"

"Don't ask so many questions, just do as I say."

Finally calm down life seems to have begun to storm, in the plain life set off waves.

Su Nuan's heart beat violently.

She also clearly felt that danger was approaching step by step.

The whole family sat together and said it was a discussion, but the most accurate thing is to inform Xiaobao of the final result.

Su Nuan looks at her son. Although she doesn't give up, it's the best way at present. She says: "Xiaobao, it's just going out for a period of time. You can come back soon. You believe in mom and dad."

Xiaobao frowned, his head was in meditation, and his eyebrows were full of maturity. He asked, "do you have to go out?"

"Yes," Dong Anyang replied, "and the time of coming back is uncertain, but this matter does not allow you to make your own decision."

"Well, I can go by myself. My mother doesn't have to go with me. I can take care of myself. Don't worry. Su Nuan was a little worried, but Dong Anyang looked at his son seriously: "are you sure there is no problem?"

"Of course, isn't uncle Edward going too? There's nothing to worry about. It's settled. I'll pack when I leave. "

"Tomorrow. The day after tomorrow Xiaobao decided to stand up and said, "tomorrow I'll go with my classmates. It will take me some time. It's not a day short."

“OK。” Dong Anyang agreed to his request.

Xiao Bao nodded and went back to his room.

Su Nuan is not at ease and wants to follow in, but the little guy's adaptability and psychological endurance are stronger than they think.

Dong Anyang pressed her hand and said, "you have to trust your son. Don't worry. With Edward here, it will be OK. But you really don't want to go? I'm not sure you'll stay here. "

"I have a job, how can I go, and I don't feel at ease to leave you alone," Su Nuan sighed and leaned on Dong Anyang's shoulder, a little stuffy. "If you want to leave, let's go together."

Dong Anyang solemnly said: "Su Nuan, I promise you that I will deal with this matter well. Don't worry, but during this period of time, you should not go out alone. You must pay attention to safety and don't give people a chance to take advantage of it."

"I know. Don't worry. By the way, your foot --" Dong Anyang had an operation on his foot last night, but today, he will not rest in the hospital. He will come home to arrange Xiaobao's affairs.

Dong Anyang full of don't care a smile: "don't worry, this hurt I still don't put in the heart, it's OK."

Su Nuan looks at his forced smile and doesn't tear it down, but he says it's easy. How can he not worry.

In fact, it's easy to say that Fang Zong and Nie Zong's business is nothing more than money. The problem that can be solved with money in the world is not a problem. The key is Hu Zhangjian. Xia Rongguang's method is really good. He can be fished out in this way. The key is that after he comes out, things will become more complicated.

Lin qinzheng chose an open-air coffee bar to wait for Xia Rongguang. At this time,

is just working time. There are not many people here. The wind on the rooftop is very big and the sun is very big. She sits under the umbrella of the sun, her hair is in a mess, and she can't help sneer when she looks at the investigation report before she enters the coffee cup entrance.

Half an hour later, Xia Rongguang arrived late. He immediately apologized, but Lin qinzheng didn't mind. After he sat down, he returned the report to him: "this is what you want. I'll give it to you now, and we'll be clear."

Xia Rongguang looked at the investigation report and didn't open it. Lin qinzheng sighed, took another sip of coffee, and then put down two hundred yuan bills: "you drink slowly, I'll go first."

"Wait, guzheng, what do you mean?"

Lin Qin Zheng nuzui: "the answer is in it, do you need me to say more?" The expression on her face was cold and indifferent. "I'm going."

Xia Rongguang suddenly stood up and clasped her wrist. Lin qinzheng's face cooled down. She was already annoyed and waved his hand: "my words have been very clear. What's the meaning of doing so many things? But when can I be cheated by a farce made up and performed by myself? It's a lie. One day, I'll see you again."

In the sun, she walked forward and never looked at Xia Rongguang's twitching and twisted face again. Just as she entered the sightseeing elevator, she heard Xia Rongguang shouting: "Qin Zheng, you will come back to beg me soon!"

She thought that she had heard wrong, but his ferocious face told her that it was true.On such a hot day, she shivered from her heart.

And Xia Rongguang slowly opened the report. Lin qinzheng was really good at it. He finally found out that it was just a play directed and performed by himself.

But it's OK. This good play has just been staged.

The last time he went to Dong Anyang, he hoped that Dong Anyang would let Hu Zhangjian off. It was just a gimmick.

Now that Hu Zhangjian has come out, the rest is beyond his control.

Lin qinzheng went home with a lot of worries.

Tan Yunping just had a rest today and was ready to take out the garbage. When he saw Lin qinzheng, he immediately raised a smile: "qinzheng, you're back. It turns out you're out. I knocked on the door just now, but you didn't respond."

"Well, you go out first."

"No hurry, do you have any garbage to take out? I'll take it down with you. "

Lin qinzheng shook his head: "no, I've already fallen down. Go ahead and have dinner together."

Tan Yunping grinned again: "OK, but you wait. I've already cooked the meal. You just go to my place to eat." Without waiting for the elevator, he ran downstairs in three steps.

Lin qinzheng looks at his young and energetic figure, and his mouth rises slightly.

The man forgot to close the door when he went out. The smell of food came from the room, which was very different from the strong smell of coffee just now.

She hasn't had coffee for a long time. The cup just now seems to have a great way out with the taste in her memory.

She is a complete farewell to the past life, open the door, is her new world.

The dishes are already on the table. Lin qinzheng goes into the kitchen to get the chopsticks. He sees a spareribs soup on the pot. The soup is rich and fragrant.

His craftsmanship is really good. Lin qinzheng thinks it's a blessing to have such a man take care of himself in his life.

He ran so fast, but he came up very slowly.

Lin qinzheng waited for five minutes after putting the dishes and chopsticks, but he didn't move. She wandered around the room bored.

He also saw a lot of books on the shelf of his study. He couldn't help picking up the most conspicuous and handy one and looking through it.

It seems that Tan Yunping was reading this book just now, because he didn't draw it in completely.

She also wanted to try to understand his normal life, but as soon as the book opened, a picture slipped down.

She strangely bent down to pick it up, and when she saw the characters in the photo, she immediately took a deep breath. Tan Yunping came back, but before the voice came, he said, "Qin Zheng, I'm back. Are you in there? Wow, the chopsticks are all set. You can eat them directly. "

Lin qinzheng repressed his restless heartbeat, put the photo in and put the book back in place.

She went out with a smile: "Why have you been there for such a long time? You're just taking out the garbage. I'll check if you can't clean up if I have nothing to do."

Tan Yunping subconsciously looks at the bookshelf, then laughs twice: "how does that feel?"

Lin Qin Zheng compared an OK posture: "yes, it's quite clean. Let's eat. I'm hungry."

"Well, eat."

They sat up and talked about that Yunping really took care of her, and the dishes she liked to eat. But at this moment, the more he laughed at her, the more powerless she felt. At the end of the meal, she felt that her facial muscles were stiff.

She felt that she could not stay any longer, so she made an excuse and went back to her room first.

Close the door, her back against the door slowly sliding down.

In fact, she has been waiting for Tan Yunping to ask him, but he doesn't mean that at all. She can't see what the man is thinking in the bottom of his heart. This kind of confusion is the most torture.

After hearing the sound of closing the door, Tan Yunping brought his rice bowl back to the kitchen, but he didn't want to wash the dishes. He stood by the sink for a while, then picked up the towel to wipe his hands and went back to his study.

He found the book that Lin qinzheng had just taken, took out the picture from it, and immediately became excited.

In the photo, Lin qinzheng and Xia Rongguang are lying on the bed together.

Although he repeatedly told himself to hold back, as a matter of fact, he also held back, but he did not know how long he could hold it. Such photos would be sent to his office every three days, and the pictures were more and more penetrating.

Today, he can smile to her, tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, he is not angry with her, he hates his incompetence!

The more he saw it, the more annoyed he was. His last punch hit the hard desk. The sharp pain made his finger bone cackle, but his heart was more painful than that!

The next day when I went to work, the subordinates who cared about him immediately asked, "Hey, boss, how did you hurt your hand? Why didn't you bandage it? The wound is so big that it's easy to get infected."

Tan Yunping was in a bad mood and nodded: "OK, I have a few. You are busy with your work."

"Boss, I have a band aid here. You can stick one.""No, you can keep it for yourself. I'm not as motherly as you are."

The rest of the people laughed and went straight to the office.

But behind him, someone yelled: "by the way, boss, there's another letter for you in the morning. This is the eighth letter of this month. Why do you think people still send letters to you these days? Maybe they're all love letters sent to you, boss --"

it's a pity that no one cares about their beautiful conjectures.

Tan Yunping walked into the office and saw a yellowish brown envelope quietly on his desk. He knew what was inside without looking at it.

People outside are right. This is the eighth letter of this month. The other party has real perseverance.

He hesitated to open it, but in the end, he tore the envelope and threw it into the garbage can