Chapter 90 Car Accident
Jian Mo ran out, scanned a shared bicycle, stepped on it and rode away. It was indeed faster than a car.
It takes twenty minutes to get to Huo's. Since she was carrying a bag and had to cross a traffic light, she thought she might be delayed. But the meeting was in an hour, and the worst result was that she would not have time to punch in, so it was okay.
Jian Mo always paid attention to the road conditions. During the morning rush hour, cars were flowing like water and everyone was in a hurry. It was really dangerous to ride a bicycle among them.
She rode for a distance and suddenly found that there seemed to be a car following her.
It was a black Mercedes.
Unsure, she turned two corners in succession, with the car chasing her closely. If they were both heading to work at Huo's, it would be fine, but the other party's purpose was too obvious. They were always following her. When she went fast, they also went fast, and when she went slow, they also slowed down.
Jian Mo frowned, unable to imagine who would target her like this.
Unsure of what the other party was going to do, she rode her bike with one hand, took out her phone with difficulty, and called Xiao Chen. As soon as the call went through, she yelled, "Grandpa, do you know that the clock-in time is only one minute away? You'd better be downstairs by now!"
Jian Mo had a headache. "It's too late. I'm still on the way. How's the company doing?"
"The conference room is ready. The leader will be here soon. Can I help you buy time?"
"That's the best. The situation here is a bit tricky. I'll get there as soon as possible." After Jian Mo finished speaking, he stared at the fork in the road ahead. There was an alley over there and the car couldn't drive through.
She gritted her teeth, crossed the road, and broke away from her original trajectory into the alley. She stepped on the brakes, supported herself with one foot, and looked back to see that the Mercedes-Benz had suddenly stopped there, leaving her with no way to go.
Jian Mo laughed, "You little brat, you want to fight with me."
Although she didn't know who the other person was, he seemed to have given up and walked away. She then continued pedaling, passed through the alley, turned a corner, and arrived at Huo's.
Along the way, Jian Mo was distracted thinking about who was in the car. It shouldn't be someone sent by Huo Qichen, as Xiao Liu was still stuck in traffic.
But she doesn't have any enemies, could it be Zhou Liangqi?
Driving out of the alley, she looked up and saw the logo of the Huo Building. She smiled, knowing that hope was just ahead.
However, just as she crossed the boulevard and came onto the road, the Mercedes-Benz, like a leopard that had been lurking for a long time, suddenly drove over from the left, with a clear target, and crashed straight into Jian Mo.
Her pupils dilated. The car was moving with a clear purpose and at such a fast speed that there was no possibility of dodging. It was too late to brake. The next second, a huge crash was heard and she was knocked to the ground. Her internal organs felt twisted and ached.
Jian Mo fell to the ground, her computer fell to the side, and then she saw bright red blood and more and more people gathered around her.
All that hope disappeared. She wanted to move, but she had no strength at all.
"don't want……"
Inside the Huo family.
Song Ke walked in circles outside the conference room, staring at the elevator entrance, his palms sweaty. "What's going on? It's not even time yet, and the meeting is about to start."
Her voice was not loud, even a little weak.
The leaders had already gathered in the conference room. Xiao Chen gritted his teeth and held the coffee, "I'll go entertain the leaders. Wait a moment, Director Song, Jian Mo will definitely be here. She's on her way!"
Xiao Chen ran into the conference room to serve tea and water, saying that there was a traffic jam and Jian Mo was still on the way, so everyone should be patient.
Soon at ten o'clock, Huo Qichen came down from the top floor, followed by Mu Yi. "Mr. Huo, you don't need to attend the small meeting of the design department."
He put his hands in his pockets and said, "It's okay, let's go and take a look."
The small meeting made the woman from yesterday very nervous. Huo Qi Chen couldn't help but curl his lips when he thought of Jian Mo's tone.
Arriving on the 27th floor, he stopped to see a crowd of people blocking the entrance to the conference room. "Has it started?"
Song Ke exchanged a glance with Mu Yi behind him, sweating profusely. "Boss Huo? Why are you here?"
"I want to ask you a question."
No one expected Huo Qichen to attend the meeting, and they all dispersed.
"...Jian, Jian Mo hasn't arrived yet." Song Ke didn't even dare to raise his head.
Mu Yi stood up straight and asked in surprise: "What did you say? It's already ten o'clock, where is she?"
At this time, Xiao Chen came out of the conference room. When he saw Huo Qichen, his legs suddenly went weak. It was over. Jian Mo was really finished this time.
Song Ke immediately pulled her and said, "Tell me, Jian Mo is your best friend, where did she go?"
Xiao Chen was in a dilemma. "She...she told me twenty minutes ago that she was still on the way and asked me to help buy time."
"Nonsense! Is she treating such an important meeting as a joke?" Mu Yi scolded angrily.
Huo Qichen's face darkened and he said to Xiao Chen, "Call her."
"I called, I called... but no one answered."
Huo Qichen's expression changed completely, his unfathomable eyes were filled with darkness and fierceness. He walked a distance away and made a call on his private cell phone.
"Where are the people?"
The other end was surprised, "What? Madam hasn't arrived at the company yet?"
"What do you mean?" Huo Qichen's voice gradually became dimmer.
A minute later, he hung up the phone, a chill emanating from his body. He walked past everyone and pushed open the door of the conference room. His ugly face became calm and relaxed the moment he appeared.
"Director Jiang, nice to meet you again." He extended his hand.
"Mr. Huo? Why are you here?" Director Jiang, who is in charge of the Jinxiu City project, stood up in surprise when he saw Huo Qichen.
The leaders around, both big and small, who had been waiting for a long time also stood up. Most of them were already impatient, but they did not expect Huo Qichen to appear.
"Is Huo's coffee any good? It's really a neglect on our part."
Director Jiang shook Huo Qichen's hand and sneered, "Boss Huo's employees are really big names. They made us wait for so long."
Huo Qichen admitted it with a faint smile, "That employee encountered an unexpected accident and cannot attend the meeting today. I apologize on her behalf and will definitely treat her to a meal to make amends another day. I hope you can understand."
Everyone exclaimed, "Unexpected? This..."
Regardless of whether this reason is true or not, Huo Qi Chen has personally stepped forward to resolve the matter, and there is no reason for them to not give him face.
"I'll send someone to deliver the design drawings tomorrow. We'll change the meeting to an online one." Huo Qichen said patiently and measuredly, "I hope today's incident won't affect our future cooperation."
Having said that, no one dared to cause trouble. Being able to accept his favor was already a benefit.
"It doesn't matter. People are important. I hope Mr. Huo's employees recover soon."
After leaving the 27th floor, Huo Qi Chen headed straight for the parking lot, with Mu Yi jogging behind him.
The phone rang. "We've checked with Mr. Huo. His wife was in a car accident at the Huo's intersection. Her injuries are not life-threatening and she's currently receiving treatment at the First Municipal Hospital. The car that hit her was a Mercedes-Benz, and the owner's identity is being investigated."
"Keep investigating and arrest the man for me!" Huo Qichen's voice echoed in the parking lot, carrying a strong murderous aura.
Mu Yi couldn't help but shrink back and didn't dare to speak the whole time.
Huo Qichen didn't intend to be shy about Jian Mo's identity in front of her.
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