Nine thousand miles in the sky, on a private plane returning from Jiangcheng to Haicheng.
Huo Qichen was in a meeting with several CEOs when the plane encountered some turbulence and suddenly jolted. The water in the cup spilled onto the ground, and everyone was startled.
Fortunately, it was only temporary and everything was stable afterwards.
The meeting ended here. Something went wrong with Wan Jing, and the project staff worked overtime for two days and two nights, and the situation finally improved.
After receiving the call, Huo Qichen flew to Jiangcheng and also did not sleep for two days and two nights.
Mu Yi stared at Huo Qichen's ugly face and handed over the hot water again: "Mr. Huo, take a rest for a while."
The man's cold and hard face turned pale. He took the call, moistened his throat, and finally asked, "How is Jian Mo?"
"Nothing serious happened." Mu Yi pursed her lips.
Huo Qichen seemed relieved.
Jian Mo had just come out of the hospital when a phone call came in at the right time. She had already memorized the number on the page.
It was afternoon, and a hint of warm light finally peeked out from the lead-gray sky, wiping away the gloom of many days. The sun came out and the sky became bright.
She was bathed in the golden world and answered the call at forty-four seconds.
The voice on the other end was a little hoarse, as if very tired, but to my ears, it sounded very patient: "Where is it?"
"……work overtime."
Huo Qichen let out a low laugh, a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Today is Saturday, and the Huo family has two days off."
Jian Mo said nothing.
The other side continued, speaking slowly, word by word, "I just got off the plane. Where are you? I'm coming to pick you up now."
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