After that, hang up the phone.
I originally thought that Yan Nian would definitely go smoothly today.
I never expected that Yan Nian would be lost.
It was still lost in the company.
The elevator door finally opened, and Jiang Beiyuan strode out.
The little girl at the front desk was holding a bowl of cold noodles in her hands, watching TV shows while eating, and laughing at the screen of her mobile phone.
I felt a sudden chill coming from the front, accompanied by the surging cold air, which was overwhelming.
Subconsciously raising her eyes to look at the person coming, the little girl was so frightened that she swallowed a mouthful of cold skin without even chewing it, almost choking to death.
Jiang Beiyuan put his hands on the table at the front desk and leaned forward slightly.
There was obvious worry and displeasure deep in his eyes, "No girl reported to the company this morning?"
"ah?"
The receptionist was stunned for several times, what was their boss Dajiang doing? He had not been a womanizer for eight hundred years, so why did he come up to ask the girl so well today
Jiang Beiyuan was too lazy to talk nonsense to her. He bent his index finger and tapped the table twice, "Speak quickly!"
"Gudong!"
The receptionist swallowed the mouthful of cold skin stuck in his throat, and then said Nunuo: "Back to Mr. Jiang, there is indeed a new girl this morning. She is very young and pretty, with a ponytail. , wearing—”
"Tell the important point!"
How could he not know what his wife was wearing today
The receptionist shook his hands and pointed to the small door at the door. There are two doors at the entrance of the Jiang Group, one on the outside and one on the inside. "The little girl tripped over the threshold when she entered this door, and then fell on it. Broken leg on the ground.”
Broke your leg? !
Jiang Beiyuan's heart sank heavily, as if he was suddenly overwhelmed by a big stone.
He knew that Nizi had always been reckless.
"What happens next?"
"Well, then, the design director happened to be passing by and sent her to the hospital."
"Which hospital?"
"Central hospital."
The front desk told the truth every word.
…
…
The Central Hospital is still busy today.
There are many cars parked at the door, including bicycles, motorcycles, electric vehicles and cars.
until-
A black Aston Martin parked directly in front of the Central Hospital. Before the car was parked, the man in the driver's seat opened the door and walked inside in a hurry.
On both sides of the hospital entrance, there were several old people sitting leisurely admiring the scenery, looking up at Jiang Beiyuan.
An extremely handsome young man, tall and well-built, with delicate features that make him look like a man in a painting.
It's just that his eyes were too cold, sharp as a knife, and his eyes looked like blood.
The old people wisely stopped looking at him and continued to look at the scene in the distance.
Jiang Beiyuan was originally walking towards the door, but when he passed by an old man, he suddenly stopped.
Turning his eyes, he looked down at the old man in the wheelchair, then suddenly knelt down and looked at him levelly.
"Hello, Grandpa, my name is Jiang Beiyuan."
Although his voice was deep and pleasant, it frightened the old man, who was in his late teens and early 80s, to tremble, "Young man, you are quite handsome, but I am alone and I don't have a granddaughter to introduce you to me!"
Jiang Beiyuan got straight to the point: "I'll use my car in exchange for your wheelchair, okay?"
"What did you say???"
"thank you."
This was completely a gangster's logic. Without waiting for the old man's consent, he forcibly carried the old man who was sitting in a wheelchair and enjoying the sun into his Aston Martin and handed over the car keys.
"This car is yours and the wheelchair is mine."
(End of chapter)