Song Zhi wrote down his hotel and room number on the business card, and handed it to Huo Yanxi, "Not much else to say, I hope you can bring the message to your mother, it has the address of the hotel I live in, and we will meet at ten o'clock in the evening Air ticket, leave the hotel at eight o'clock at the latest, follow me back to the capital, and would you like to see her biological father for the last time, let her go."
After finishing speaking, Song Zhi didn't wait for Huo Yanxi to reach out to take the business card, and directly put the business card on the coffee table next to him.
Glancing at Xiao Zhu, he strode out of the reception room.
The back view looks inexplicably cold.
Xiao Zhu looked at Huo Yanxi, opened his mouth, but in the end it only turned into a helpless sigh, and hurried to chase Song Zhi.
Huo Yanxi stared at the door, paused for a few seconds, then withdrew his gaze, walked to the coffee table, still picked up the business card, looked at the hotel and room number written on it, and his eyes froze.
In the end, he just put the business card in his pocket.
*
Xiao Zhu followed Song Zhi out of Huo Yanxi's company building, Xiao Zhu glanced at him quietly, and said: "It seems that it won't work here with Huo Yanxi."
Song Zhi's eyebrows were full of hostility. If it wasn't for the old man's illness, Huo Yanxi's attitude in speaking just now would have been enough for him to walk away.
Little Zhu paused for a moment, then said again: "Miss Song Ning also has a son who is a lawyer, why don't you find him now?"
Song Zhi had already walked to the side of the road, he gave Xiao Zhu a sideways look, and said in a cold voice, "No need, go back to the hotel."
"But I just saw Huo Yanxi's attitude... I'm afraid he may not necessarily tell the young miss." Xiao Zhu said with a little worry.
I thought that finding Huo Yanxi would make a breakthrough, but I didn't expect this one to be more cold-blooded than the other.
Miss, who are you marrying? Don't the ancestors have a conscience
Song Zhi's eyes were deep, and he only said: "That may not be the case."
Xiao Zhu sighed, didn't say anything, and raised her hand to stop a taxi.
The two went straight back to the hotel.
*
When it was four o'clock in the afternoon, Huo Yanxi's assistant reported to him the work arrangement for the past two days, "By the way, you have an appointment for a dinner with Huarong's general manager at seven o'clock in the evening..."
After reporting the itinerary work, the assistant put away the notepad and prepared to leave.
Huo Yanxi rested his arms on the table and crossed his fingertips casually. His thoughts drifted away. When the assistant walked to the door, he stood up, "Put off the dinner tonight."
The assistant turned around and looked at his boss in surprise, "Pushed? It took so much effort to get an appointment. I'm afraid it would be bad if I pushed."
"It's okay, I can't run away from the cooperation, we can make an appointment another day." Huo Yanxi said lightly, he took out the car keys from the drawer, put on his clothes and jacket, and walked out.
The assistant looked at the back of the boss striding away and touched the tip of his nose. It had been a long time since the boss acted so abnormally.
Huo Yanxi drove back to Huo's villa.
The car was parked in the garage, and he didn't get out of the car for a long time, hesitating in his heart whether to tell about Song Zhi.
It wasn't until the car window was knocked that Huo Yanxi came back to his senses, opened the door and got out of the car.
"Why do you stay in the car all the time?" Father Huo looked at his eldest son suspiciously.
He had just seen his eldest son driving back from the balcony on the second floor, but seeing that he hadn't come in, he came out to see what was going on.
Huo Yanxi called Dad, and then said: "I'm thinking about something."
(end of this chapter)