"Yesterday, Mr. Fu had an accident. It seems that during the recording of the program, the safety rope suddenly loosened and fell down. In the end, there was a slight concussion. Most of it will take some time to cultivate. There should be no major problems.

While speaking, Mei Min was still looking at Tang Guo secretly.

Tang Guo's expression was calm, but his eyes were a little surprised, not panic at all. Moreover, there were no subconscious movements due to tension, and Mei Min felt relieved.

"I told Mr. Fu, let him tell me what happened, and I will pass it on. But he should have something unspeakable, I didn't say it. I made a note for him here, I don't know if he will come over today."

"Okay, I know about this, Secretary May, go ahead. Besides, don't pay too much attention to this matter."

Mei Min heard Tang Guo's indifferent tone, and remembered one thing: "By the way, Mr. Tang, Mr. Fu called you yesterday. Didn't disturb you?"

"Phone?" Tang Guo remembered one thing. When she was talking with Wen Huai, she did have a series of cell phone numbers calling in, and she made several calls in succession. Because she was a little disturbed in chatting with Wen Huai, she just blocked it. Up.

"It turns out that he made the call yesterday."

Mei Min: "..." It turned out that Tang always knew that there was a call.

"I thought it was a sales promotion. I played a few consecutively and blocked it." Tang Guo took out his mobile phone, and she found the blocked phone number on the blacklist and handed it to Mei Min. "Is that this." ?"

Mei Min once remembered Fu Fan's phone number by heart. After all, Fu Fan was President Tang's heart at the beginning. This is the basis of being a secretary.

She nodded: "That's it, this is indeed Mr. Fu's phone number."

However, what she didn't expect was that Mr. Tang turned out to be black, and hadn't recognized that this was Fu Fan. Indeed, Mr. Tang didn't have Fu Fan's phone number in his address book. That was because Mr. Fu's phone number was in his mind.

But today she suddenly understood that Tang always really put it down, because she could no longer remember Fu Fan's phone number.

After eating breakfast, Fu Fan was still waiting for Tang Guo's response. It may have been waiting too long, making him anxious, and he couldn't help but dial the phone.

At this time, he suddenly realized whether his number had been hacked.

"Xiao Fan, who are you calling?" Just in time, Chen Heng walked in and found Fu Fan frowned and put down his phone. "Did something happen?"

"Brother Chen, borrow your phone to use it."

Chen Heng was a little confused and lent it to Fu Fan. But this time I dialed, but it was still not connected.

"Brother Chen, do you have a spare phone with you?"

Chen Heng nodded and gave Fu Fan the spare cell phone. Fu Fan dialed the familiar number again, but still did not connect.

Fu Fan thought of another possibility. Tang Guo's phone should be set to not answer unfamiliar calls. With Mei Min there, anyone who wants to contact her can't get in touch.

"Brother Chen, did the doctor say I can be discharged from the hospital?"

Chen Heng shook his head: "Although there is no problem at present, the doctor's recommendation is to stay in the hospital for observation for a few days. Even a mild concussion is also a concussion. Xiaofan, don't think about other things first. Take care of your body."

"No matter what you want to do, if your body is not good, you can't do anything." Chen Heng's words persuaded Fu Fan.

Yes, he really has to take care of his body now, otherwise he can't do anything.