three hours ago.
After Xiao Si also returned to the office, he took out his mobile phone and glanced at the message.
The time on the screen clearly shows that the last time he communicated with Jiang Zhao was four days ago.
For the past half month, he and Jiang Zhao have been busy with each other, and only met briefly twice. Once, they met by chance during an event, and they only looked at each other from a distance before they left. The other time, Jiang Zhao went to Miss Jun's place to see his younger sister. Just after saying a few words, Jiang Zhao was called away by a phone call.
After going back and forth, the sense of distance between them seems to have returned to the days before the Chinese New Year.
If it was in the past, their relationship was not close enough to meet every day, and there would naturally be a boundary between them, but now this boundary is a little more deliberate.
Xiao Si could also feel that it was because Jiang Zhao was deliberately avoiding him, and he was worried about something.
This kind of worry, if he doesn't say it himself, Xiao Si may never be able to understand it.
But it was impossible for Xiao Si to really press him.
When he first came into contact with Jiang Zhao, Xiao Si was actually very willing to walk slowly with Jiang Zhao. He once thought that even if Jiang Zhao has always been slower than others in this regard, as long as he slowly figured it out, one day, Jiang Zhao could understand his intentions somewhat.
It doesn't matter if the process is one year, two years, three to five years, or even longer, as long as there is no one else by Jiang Zhao's side, he will wait.
But who would know, when he really got close to Jiang Zhao, when he stood next to the young man and heard the sound of clear breathing, when he really held that white and slender hand, and kissed that soft and sweet lips.
Ten years of forbearance, as long as those affectionate eyes give her a look, she will be defeated in an instant.
Those emotions that were once suppressed under the glacier had long been like a raging fire, burning him silently and ragingly. The flesh was burnt to pieces, leaving only a beating heart.
People are greedy. When he has so many connections with Jiang Zhao, he is doomed to be unable to be the same as before. He can be satisfied as long as he looks at Jiang Zhao from a distance.
But Jiang Zhao pushed him away and kept the distance from him.
He didn't know how he got here for half a month, he just paralyzed himself with endless work.
It's not that, as Jiang Zhao thought, he didn't catch up with the announcement and join the group, but stayed in the office building of Huo's Group headquarters all the time. He threw two disobedient subordinates to South Africa, dealt with the listing of a subsidiary, and suppressed the restless board members—especially those who were closely related to Huo Shu.
These things sound like a few words, but they really took a lot of effort. And when he finished handling a cooperation negotiation today, sitting on a chair in the office and biting a mint candy, he still couldn't help but think of Jiang Zhao.
He replaced the places where the cigarettes and ashtrays were placed with mints. This taste is very similar to the toothpaste he and Jiang Zhao used when they lived by the sea. It reminded him of the kiss with the breath of mint and honey.
He seems to be suffering from some kind of drug addiction, but he has controlled it very well for so many years and has never had an attack, but one day he suddenly came into contact with the source of the drug, and it has been out of control ever since.
But in fact, he prefers to compare Jiang Zhao to sunshine, or midsummer, or the only dancing fire that a moth can touch in its life.
Only then will he be attracted to him who is in the shadows and make him lose his mind.
"President Xiao."
Rong Chun knocked on the door, and walked in after getting permission. She is Xiao Siye's manager, and she is also responsible for arranging his usual work schedule, taking over both the job of manager and secretary.
She walked into the office and dialed the tablet in her hand: "You have an appointment with Mr. Zhong from Tongning Group at seven o'clock in the evening. Are you ready to leave now?"
After a pause, she continued: "It's the peak of the traffic jam now, so we should be able to catch up with the time now."
Xiao Si also pressed the bridge of his tall nose, and frowned unobtrusively: "Let's go."
Zhong is always a hearty and honest person, from the same hometown as Sister Zhao, but he has a shortcoming, that is, he likes to drink too much.
Xiao Si can also hold the power of the Huo family, and the help of Mr. Zhong's network is indispensable among them. The Huo family's relationship is complicated, especially since he has been unwilling to change his surname. He has been criticized many times by uncles in the Huo family's board of directors. If it weren't for Mr. Huo's manipulation of him, he might not be able to make it to where he is today.
It's just a matter of surname, which makes those potbellied old things jump like this.
There was a sneer on Xiao Siye's lips, and then quickly disappeared.
His focus of work these years has always been in the entertainment industry, but he has only focused on the Huo family in the past two years, which has already made Huo Jianxing and Huo Shu clumsy.
Of course, it is mainly Huo Shu. If his younger brother is a poisonous snake pretending to be obedient, his so-called biological father is just a useless hamster who has no other abilities except being handsome and able to coax women when he was young. He wondered why Mr. Huo, the one who created the Huo Empire, would have such a useless son.
In short, with his ability, he will be able to completely control the Huo family in two years. When he passed his thirties, he was confident that he would have enough cards so that none of the veterans on the board would dare to comment on his decision.
Bentley drove all the way to the entrance of the hotel, Xiao Si also adjusted his suit, smiled and was greeted by the waiter, walked all the way into the box, and said hello to the big and fat boss inside: "Mr. , long time no see, business is booming recently?"
"Brother Xiao!" Boss Zhong laughed and got up to meet him, "Isn't it thanks to Brother Xiao..."
Cups were mixed, the lights were dazzling, the aroma of alcohol and food mixed together, Xiao Si didn't know how much he drank, red, white, all in a mess.
Before leaving, Mr. Zhong was still drunkenly patting him and saying that we would meet again next time, and Xiao Si couldn't even show a smile. For a moment, he felt that it might be a good choice to just throw the Huo family away.
After getting in the car, Rong Chun asked him where he was going to live.
His stomach hurts a bit and he doesn't want to talk. He originally wanted to take him to any place where the driver would like to live, but suddenly remembered that he took his sister back to his and Jiang Zhao's home only at noon.
That short-lived home that had the breath of Jiang Zhao.
Rong Chun helped him into the house, poured him another glass of honey water, and left. She has never dared to stay in Xiao Siye's home, and Xiao Si has always been a very possessive person in the private sphere. Knock on the door and wait for permission.
But Rong Chun didn't know that when she left the boss's house with her front foot, the honey water in his boss's hand fell on the ground with her back foot.
Before being swallowed by the pain, Xiao Si only had time to call Jiang Zhao.
In the next second, he fell to his knees on the ground, rubbed his cheek against a fluffy thing, and lost consciousness immediately;
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From the time Jiang Zhao entered the hospital until Xiao Si also entered the ward, the scar on his brow never let go.
Xiao Si was still asleep on the hospital bed, so he asked Zuo Xiaoqiu to send the contact information of Xiao Siye's manager, and made a phone call.
Rong Chun arrived at the hospital half an hour later, her face was a little pale, she stood in front of the ward and did not dare to go in: "How is Xiao Si?"
Jiang Zhao glanced at her, feeling that she didn't want to be called Xiao Siye just now.
But he didn't think much about these details, just handed the medical records in his hand to Rong Chun, his tone was a bit cold: "The doctor said, if you want to die a few more times, you can directly prepare to be hospitalized for gastric perforation."
Of course the doctor's words were not like that, but there was a hint of the same. His coldness was not directed at Rong Chun, but at the bastard in the gas ward who had been to the hospital with a stomachache before, and still acted like this.
How did you promise him last time? Did you tell me to drink less alcohol? So what the hell is going on tonight
Seeing Jiang Zhao's expression, Rong Chun knew that he had to give an explanation, otherwise Jiang Zhao would definitely not give up tonight.
But Jiang Zhao still doesn't know Xiao Si's identity in the Huo family, and of course she can't tell the truth, so she said the words she had thought up when she said it: "Si Ye will join the team next month, he is a very important person." project, I was dragged over to drink by Producer Ma tonight, and had a good drink... I didn't expect him to be like this... "
The producer Ma she was talking about was a well-known producer in the industry, but no one knew that he had already joined Huo's entertainment company.
As long as she colludes with Producer Ma afterwards, this little lie will be seamless.
However, Jiang Zhao's anger is still strong: "Ma Producer? Who is it, Ma Zhiyuan? My mother will call him now and ask him how he persuaded him to drink tonight..."
"Don't be impulsive!" Rong Chun's heart almost stopped beating, "Ma Zhipian drank more and passed out before leaving. It's useless for you to call now, and it's not suitable for you to come forward... "
Jiang Zhao's furious expression froze for a moment, and after a few seconds, he put down the phone.
That's right, what justification does he have to call Producer Ma to question him, who is Xiao Siye? loved ones? friend? Could he tell Producer Ma frankly that this is his man, and he is Xiao Si's financial backer
Jiang Zhao couldn't say that, so he couldn't even find a reason to protect his shortcomings.
Rong Chun seemed to realize that he had said the wrong thing, pursed his lower lip, and said, "Actually, since he was admitted to the hospital with the stomach problem, Si Ye has always been very careful, and he basically doesn't drink alcohol."
Jiang Zhao couldn't lose his temper at the woman, so he softened his tone a bit and asked, "When did his stomach problem happen?"
Rong Chun was slightly taken aback, and hesitated, "It should be... since college."
so early
Jiang Zhao's brows frowned again: "Haven't he been raised well for so many years? Isn't he good at cooking, don't you know how to make something for himself?"
Rong Chun pursed his lips, and in a vigorous effort, he told the truth: "Actually... Although he cooks delicious food, he basically never cooks for himself."
Jiang Zhao was slightly stunned: "What do you mean? He doesn't eat his own cooking?"
In fact, it is because Xiao Si is usually busy with work in the entertainment industry and going to Huo's. When he is busy, he always forgets to eat. He often lives on coffee, and even if Rong Chun reminds him on time, he is always perfunctory. In the past, she would get irritable after too many times, so Rong Chun didn't dare to talk too much.
There is no time to eat, and cooking is such a time-consuming thing, it is even less likely to appear in Xiao Siye's schedule.
But Rong Chun only revealed something in a few words, saying that Xiao Si usually forgets to eat when he is busy, and every time the food is cold enough to reheat it several times, he barely eats a few mouthfuls.
Jiang Zhao: "."
Jiang Zhao: "It's an eye-opener that he can live till now."
His words were full of sarcasm, wrapped in a strong anger, Rong Chun didn't dare to speak, and could only forcefully laugh, trying to change the subject.
But at this moment, there was a slight movement in the ward.
Jiang Zhao's face turned cold, he turned around and opened the door to enter, met the pale man on the hospital bed, and said in a cold voice:
"Do you have anything to say?"
The author has something to say:
Someone is going to be scolded by his wife hahaha! !