Chapter 43 Father's Profession of Love? He Has Separation Anxiety (Double Update)...
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Bian Xun glanced down at his watch.
look up.
He glanced down at his watch again.
At dawn, as the city began to awaken, everyone wore a smile for a new day, except for the mysterious Eastern CEO, who remained silent and numb.
Wealth is lost in the air, and the whole world plots against him for money and to kill him.
"dad?"
With Mom gone, Tao Tao is taking charge all by herself.
Seeing her father looking sadly in the direction the bus had driven away, Ning Zhitao took the initiative and sensibly reached out her paw and grasped her father's hand, which was inexplicably cold.
The little girl patted him warmly, saying, "It's okay, Dad, I'll take care of you too."
Once people reach a certain age, they should act like adults! But Dad seems a few years younger than before, which four-year-old clever Tao Tao finds understandable.
Bian Xun was silent for a while, then sighed and took the child to buy ice cream first.
Because her mother insisted that Ning Zhitao could only eat one, she stood at the store entrance and thought about it seriously for a long time before finally deciding to buy the chocolate-coated pistachio flavor, tugging at her father's sleeve.
Bian Xun silently and absentmindedly reached for his wallet, then remembered that all his cash was with Ning Ye. So he took out a card and fluently switched to English to order.
The electronic bill will be pushed directly to his phone, and the amount will be deducted in RMB according to the exchange rate, reminding him again of the current rate at which his balance is depleting.
The president's dark eyes were numb.
In the blink of an eye, a minute had passed, and six thousand yuan had vanished into thin air.
Seeing the little girl from the East hesitate for a while, the shop assistant smiled warmly and said, "Buy two flavors, and the second one is half price!"
Ning Zhitao's daily English cartoon watching finally paid off; she understood a word and excitedly tugged at her father, "Wow, Dad, what a bargain! A steal!"
Bian Xun nodded expressionlessly and bought another chocolate raspberry flavor that Ning Zhitao was struggling with.
Sold out instantly.
He's selling out in seconds :)
The feeling of consuming every second is truly dazzling.
Another minute has passed.
The president's 12,000 yuan was scattered into the foreign air like ashes.
He raised his hand to support his forehead, just as a cross-border call came in.
Assistant Zhang is currently in China handling the work arrangements after the president leaves Beijing. His flight will arrive tomorrow, and there is a ten-hour time difference between the two places, so Assistant Zhang needs to keep an eye on the time.
"Mr. Bian, the group's staff stationed locally couldn't pick you up at the airport and will be arriving at the designated hotel shortly. Ms. Ning's room has been upgraded to a family suite, and a local SIM card and daily necessities will be delivered to you soon. Is there anything else you need?"
Bian Xun stared at the direction the bus had just gone, his thin lips parted a few times, and finally he only said in a low, hoarse voice, "...Get a car."
Assistant Zhang: "Okay! Mr. Bian, are you taking Miss Ning and Tao Tao on a road trip?"
Bian Xun remained silent: "...I guess so."
Assistant Zhang: "Yes, Mr. Bian, I'll have someone fill up the tank and drive it over for you!"
Bian Xun: "...Hmm."
Was he filling his car with gas? He's burning money.
hehe.
Even after ending the international roaming call, which cost more than it actually did, the CEO remained tense.
The father and daughter were in stark contrast. Ning Zhitao looked relaxed and happy, pulling her father along as they sat on a bench by the roadside, her round face rosy as she held up two chimney-shaped ice cream cones, looking left and right.
But she was still very well-behaved. "Daddy, I ate half of each flavor, so I only ate one."
It's clear that the core of this family has always been the child's mother. Ning Ye isn't fierce, nor is she strict with the child, but the child will still listen to his mother very willingly.
People were coming and going in front of the ice cream shop, and the locals seemed very relaxed.
Bian Xun couldn't relax at all. Seeing her child with chocolate sauce all over her mouth, she wiped her mouth while coaxing her gently, "After you finish eating, I'll take you to find your mother?"
“No, I can’t.” Ning Zhitao obediently shook her head. “Mom told me to play in the fountains around here. We can’t go with her—because Mom is going to buy me a Christmas present, hehe.”
Ning Zhitao happily covered her eyes, "I can't see it beforehand!"
Bian Xun also closed his eyes for the time being.
If the child says she wants to play around, can he not take her?
Fortunately, Ning Ye was only going to pick up her work badge and documents today. Although the round trip took a bit longer, at least it wouldn't take up a whole day.
Bian Xun wanted to know even more: what was the reason for the loss of balance?
He neither understands nor respects his future self.
Ning Zhitao ate half an ice cream each with satisfaction, and then handed the rest to her father, still wanting more.
Bian Xun has always been a clean freak and would never eat with anyone except Ning Ye. However, the child's trusting and expectant eyes made it impossible for him to refuse. Bian Xun silently picked up the wooden spoon and tasted a little.
Then he realized that if it were his own child, he didn't seem to have any reason not to accept it.
The president's numb heart received a touch of cold comfort.
Ning Zhitao cupped her face in her hands, "Daddy, have you decided what Christmas present to buy for Mommy? I can find out in advance!"
Bian Xun turned his head, his handsome face carrying a hint of Zen, and told his daughter, "I am buying the most expensive thing in the world."
The innocent child believed it and opened their eyes wide with anticipation, asking, "What is it?!"
Bian Xun looked around detachedly and smiled slightly: "Time."
Ning Zhitao blinked twice.
Such words would be too pretentious for a normal adult, but they are just right for a four-year-old.
Ning Zhitao nodded solemnly, "I know, Dad. Anyway, you've said before that money is something you can't see."
Bian Xun's eyelids, which had been slightly lowered, suddenly lifted, and he became instantly awake.
He had forgotten one thing—
What children describe in the past is their future. So, theoretically speaking, children can provide more information than a photo album of the future.
So he might be able to get details about why he lost his fortune.
As she turned to the side, wiping the child's paws, she asked, "What else did I say?"
Ning Zhitao has a good memory and quickly retrieved two more sentences from her mind.
"Dad also said that money is the most important thing, but also the least important thing."
Bian Xun narrowed his eyes.
What does this imply?
The future him knows he values profit, so he's reminded not to care.
Bian Xun remained expressionless.
Five years later, will he have had enough of living and want to starve with his wife and children?
?
What is he pretending to be?
…
Ning Ye sat by the bus window as it drove out of the city center.
The weather was sunny and clear today. The azure sky reflected the snow-capped mountains behind the rows of houses. The snow, in varying shades, had covered most of the mountaintops. The lakes in winter exuded a serene atmosphere. As she looked at these novel sights along the way, she felt a gentle joy in her heart.
Just half an hour after I drove off, my phone popped up with a message from Bianxun.
Are we almost there?
A question mark appeared above Ning Ye's head: 【It's still early】
Bian Xun: [When will you be back?]
Ning Ye, seeing his anxiety while caring for the child, reassured him: "I'll be back after I pick up the things, it'll only be a few hours at most."
opposite:【. 】
A simple period expresses the author's homesickness.
But Ning Ye didn't decipher it. She put away her phone and continued looking out the window, when she suddenly saw a huge, dazzling golden billboard.
The car stopped briefly at the intersection, and this time Ning Ye understood the slogan on the sign.
This is an advertisement for an international film festival that is currently being held.
As luck would have it, the event was held in a neighboring country of S, with the two countries being completely adjacent, even closer than Beijing and Hebei.
Ning Ye suddenly became alert. Without a doubt, this was part of the original plot. The award-winning actress received widespread support and blessings from netizens for bravely revealing that she had a child. Of course, a small number of haters still insisted that she had betrayed her career—but how could the leading lady's brilliance ever cease?
The actress quickly proved herself at the next international film festival, winning a highly prestigious award for her film "Mama." It can be said that she completely turned the tide, not only confirming her identity as a mother, but also proving to the entire internet the value of her having a child secretly.
Ning Ye looked at the billboards outside the car window. It seemed that although there had been a major deviation in the previous stage, the award the female lead would receive would not change. Although it wouldn't be as exciting as in the original story, this award, once announced and returned to China, would still be a turning point—Xu Lanyi would rise again.
This indicates that the plot is still unfolding.
Thinking about it another way makes sense—if there were no plot power, wouldn't Tao Tao not be in their current timeline?
Ning Ye tapped her fingertips slightly on her knees. So, to what extent would Bian Xun, still as the "male lead," intervene in the plot?
Another message popped up on my phone: "Do you want a child?"
Ning Ye snapped out of her thoughts and replied with her head down: 【】
The other side finally fell silent.
Ning Ye was slightly puzzled. Even if Bian Xun's fatherly love had exploded and his emotions had become more sensitive and delicate, it shouldn't have gone to this extent, right?
But after replying to the message, Ning Ye felt inexplicably relieved. Although she had a vague sense of crisis, at least now there were two of them, with her parents working together, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Having teammates is a reassuring thing.
Ning Ye looked up and saw that the bus had stopped in front of an old house with a clock tower and timetable.
After listening to the driver's explanation, she realized that the bus did not go directly to the meeting place; instead, she had to take a small train to get there.
Ning Ye was not impressed with the efficiency of Westerners. He got off the bus and followed the crowd into the station, waiting for the little red metal train.
After entering the station, Ning Ye met her team leader and several colleagues from Wujiang, and she relaxed.
Ning Ye originally wanted to tell Bian Xun, but since the father and daughter were probably playing, she didn't disturb them.
Once on the little train, the speed increased, and the modern industrial park slowly came into view outside the window.
It is described as modern, but it was converted from a local cathedral. The ancient Western artistic atmosphere is preserved on the stone walls and spires. Originally solemn and elegant, it now has a touch of playfulness due to the Christmas decorations.
The church spire was adorned with a giant Santa hat, its tip drooping casually and covered with a layer of "snow."
Christmas is highly valued here, and the various customs particularly attract Ning Zhitao. Since they're already here, Ning Ye wants to make sure the children have a proper celebration.
My colleagues and I arrived at the venue together. This conference was an event organized by a global environmental organization to explore the significance of artificial intelligence in climate action and to promote the sustainable development of various industries and technological innovation in global governance.
Ning Ye had also made preparations before coming, collecting a lot of information on carbon neutrality and AI city operation, and focusing on summarizing Wujiang Group's actions in these areas in recent years.
They didn't provide translators for regular attendees, so she spent a week intensively studying most of the core techniques beforehand.
At first, Ning Ye was a little embarrassed to speak English with foreigners. Although she had always done well in English exams, it was not her native language, and she was always worried about making a fool of herself when speaking it.
But when we were going through customs, Bian Xun told her that English wasn't the first language of the people here, and her grammar might be better than theirs.
Ning Ye tried slowly and found that her English level was indeed sufficient for basic communication, which relieved her of a weight.
Gradually, she became more composed and was even able to translate a few sentences for the older team leaders.
She walked beneath the church, calmly handling her work. Sunlight streamed through the stained glass windows, falling on her hair and brow. Ning Ye seemed to see herself many years ago, at 19, with her head bowed, slowly raising her face.
It turns out that the distance that seemed so heartbreaking and unattainable back then was something she was able to overcome on her own.
For some reason, Ning Ye felt a little bit of longing for her child.
Perhaps she was also thinking about the child's father, who was in poor health.
After receiving the meeting minutes and work badges, and familiarizing themselves with tomorrow's schedule, there were no other arrangements for today. The local staff accompanied them out, chatting and laughing, "We had invited a very high-ranking person from your company, but he declined the invitation."
The other party stuck out their tongue helplessly, "It seems that the invitation from that person was of a very high caliber, but unfortunately we are a free public service event."
Ning Ye and several colleagues exchanged silent glances.
This cold-blooded, profit-driven capitalist, who doesn't even bother to act like a family member, could this be their CEO Bian? Could it be?
The group acted as if nothing had happened, and dared not make fun of their boss.
However, given the CEO's hourly rate, he probably wouldn't attend events casually!
After escorting them back to the train station, the staff warmly introduced, "Christmas Eve is just around the corner, you must try our local activities! The fathers here dress up as Santa Claus and give gifts and blessings to the children. There are also Christmas market performances in the city center!"
As he spoke, the staff member winked, "If a reindeer reaches out to you, don't forget to tip them!"
Tipping is quite common here.
…
Ning Ye boarded the small train to return.
When I turned on my phone, I discovered that Bian Xun had sent me several more messages in the past two hours.
His tone was calm, but carried a hint of melancholy.
Ning Ye checked the time; she had been walking for about three hours, so there shouldn't be any problems.
But she still replied: 【Taking the little train back now!】
opposite.
The statue of Jesus on the fountain pool is sacred and benevolent.
In the café overlooking Jesus, a handsome man with a melancholy expression suddenly opened his eyes.
I felt a mix of joy and mixed emotions.
At least Ning Ye now proactively reports her whereabouts to him.
However, in the past three hours, the president has accumulated one million dollars, which he has donated to God.
He only gave Buddha 8.8 yuan.
hehe.
The president, with a complicated expression, picked up his and his child's coats.
Ning Zhitao, sitting across from him, scratched her head and asked, "Dad, are you still going to drink this orange juice?"
I don't know why, but Dad was very focused when he played with her today. However, he had a lot of trouble buying things today. His breathing was heavy when he looked at the menu just now!
Will their family go bankrupt?
Ning Zhitao didn't dare waste a drop, and sipped all the orange juice.
Bian Xun took a deep breath. "I won't drink. Let's wait until we pick up your mother and have dinner together."
Ning Zhitao also missed her mother, "Okay!"
Bian Xun stood up, and a new car parked in front of the hotel slowly drove up. The driver got out and bowed, "Mr. Bian, would you like me to drive?"
Bian Xun raised his hand, "No need."
He lowered his eyes and entered the address into his phone, finding out Ning Ye's route and where the bus and train transfers were.
He arrived at the transfer station just in time for her to arrive as well.
They were relatively close and would see each other soon.
Isn't this a two-way journey?
The president suddenly found it less unacceptable.
Bian Xun opened the car door and saw a new child seat prepared in the back seat. His anxiety of several hours subsided slightly, and he nodded to the company employee who had been sent abroad.
The legendary big boss not only remembered his face but also praised him, and the employee was immediately excited. "Mr. Bian, let me drive you and Miss Bian. The traffic around here is quite complicated—"
"No need." Bian Xun got into the car and tried it out. There was no need to switch between left and right steering wheels; there were basically no problems.
He put Ning Zhitao in the child seat, checked and secured her seatbelt, and then looked down at his phone to bring up the navigation to the bus transfer station.
He had already switched to a foreign SIM card and connected to the internet when a news article suddenly popped up.
The T2a0 train, traveling from xx to xxx, has been suspended due to a major strike by railway workers.
Bian Xun: "?"
He checked the train number and confirmed it was the same one Ning Ye was on.
It stopped operating shortly after it had driven out of the station.
The employee next to him chuckled, "See, that's exactly what I meant. Those foreigners are prone to causing trouble. Luckily, you're not in a hurry, are you?"
"." Bian Xun remained silent, shifted gears, and calmed down.
It all felt like a personal obedience test for him.
He was about to drive straight to the train station to pick her up when an updated news article popped up.
The T2a0 train, which had just been suspended, was visited by thieves in the vicinity because it was stuck on the tracks!
They're making robbery sound so polite.
Bian Xun's fingers tightened around the steering wheel, and his dark eyes suddenly deepened.
He spoke calmly, turned around to let Tao Tao sit down, and then moved as quickly and steadily as possible.
It drove out.
…
On the other side.
Ning Ye thought to herself, "What's going on here?"
First, the train went on strike as soon as it left the station, and now I hear that several thieves have climbed in through the windows of other carriages.
Fortunately, the group of colleagues were sitting together, which made them feel a little safer. There are many thieves around here, mainly after money, but they're unlikely to kill. Seeing that there were so many of them, they probably wouldn't dare to rob them openly.
But Ning Ye suddenly remembered something, her expression unchanged, but her body stiffened slightly as she hugged her backpack tightly.
She still has all the banknotes she exchanged.
Once discovered, it will be a serious matter.
Ning Ye remained calm.
A black sedan was parked on the roadway not far from the train.
A woman withdrew her gaze, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.
It matches up, it matches up perfectly.
That was Xu Lanyi, who had come abroad to attend a film festival.
She had just gone through the worst period of her life, living in a daze and suffering from a depressive episode. Even Zixun was afraid of her.
Her career was severely damaged, she lost a large number of fans, lost a huge sum of money to various brands, and was subjected to all sorts of sarcastic remarks from rivals when attending variety show events. Even a brainless bitch like Le Shiqing could trample on her.
However, all these setbacks were the darkness before dawn, and her chance to turn things around came so timely, as if it were destined.
Xu Lanyi began to dream more frequently about the plot. She dreamed that her movie would win an award, and sure enough, her team had worked hard to achieve the result, and she won.
She dreamt that Ning Ye, this naive woman, would eagerly land an international business trip opportunity, only to be caught in a workers' strike on a train in a neighboring country and then robbed by a thief. She came here specifically for this dream, and sure enough, it came true once again.
The events she foresaw would all happen.
After confirming this, a sense of superiority, stronger than family background, appearance, or talent, arose spontaneously.
Xu Lanyi got out of the car, and several bodyguards immediately followed behind her.
She helped her bodyguards onto the train tracks, gestured for them to open the train door, and slowly walked inside.
Ning Ye had already noticed her by this time.
It's not surprising, to say the least.
This was the first time the two had met since the photo incident.
Xu Lanyi gracefully waved to Ning Ye, thinking that the other party wouldn't move. After all, from her perspective, she must have thought that she, the Best Actress, had been trampled to the bottom.
Unexpectedly, Ning Ye, holding the schoolbag in his arms, only hesitated for a second before walking towards her.
In case anything happens, clinging tightly to the main character is the safest option.
The other party doesn't understand Chinese and will only think they're in cahoots.
The train was very empty, with only a few scattered guests from various countries coming out of the venue, and their carriages were almost empty.
Xu Lanyi calmly sat down in a row of seats. Just as she was about to say "sit" to Ning Ye, Ning Ye calmly sat down next to her.
Xu Lanyi was slightly taken aback, then narrowed her eyes, smiled calmly, and leaned back in her car seat.
The entire train came to a complete stop.
But she could sense that something was flowing in the world.
Every minute, every second.
All the storylines that belong to her will come true, and among them, the one that cannot be ignored is Bian Xun.
A hint of hatred flashed in Xu Lanyi's eyes, but there was a complex meaning behind that hatred.
She came here to report back to Bian Xun.
It could be said that her reputation could still be salvaged, but the hefty compensation for breach of contract and the deterioration of relationships were what truly damaged her.
The wave of contract terminations by major brands and companies was all initiated by Wujiang, fueled by capital operations behind the scenes, leading her to a situation where everyone was turning against her.
Bian Xun is really ruthless.
He was the most heartless, indifferent, and vicious man she had ever met.
But he is also the most outstanding man she can recognize in a universal sense.
Xu Lanyi's eyes were filled with a mixture of love and hate. Finally, she smiled gently. She would personally return this lesson to Bian Xun.
They were evenly matched.
"The news that you are trapped here has already been spread." Xu Lanyi smiled slightly.
Ning Ye, however, keenly sensed something else.
Xu Lanyi appeared precisely and witnessed it—wasn't that too much of a coincidence?
Her words can be interpreted as her asking for help on their behalf.
However, Ning Ye's eyebrows twitched, and she suddenly realized that Xu Lanyi might also have a way to find out the plot.
And she certainly wasn't trying to help them escape.
"Several employees of Wujiang Group were attacked and robbed on a train while on a business trip. The casualties are unknown."
Xu Lanyi slowly read out the message, then smiled, "Of course, your personal safety won't really be in danger."
She's about to win an award and reach the pinnacle of international success; how could she possibly get herself into trouble at this time?
Her goal was to send this message back to China.
The Xu family and the Gu family, both financial entities, will work together to guide public opinion.
When they uncover the real Bian Xun and tell the public that he is by no means a benevolent entrepreneur, who knows how the incident will ultimately be classified?
Employees' personal safety is not guaranteed.
Unscrupulous capitalists.
The company lacks a sense of social responsibility.
Exploitation of the working class.
Will Bianxun's stock price fall again? Xu Lanyi waits and see.
They just took clear photos of several employees inside the train from outside the vehicle, and the photos should now be circulating widely on the Chinese internet.
"Bian Xun should be working on emergency risk control plans by now."
Isn't this exactly what Bian Xun excels at? Thinking of the precise blow she received, her eyes filled with resentment, yet she couldn't truly hate him.
"As for you?" Xu Lanyi then turned her gaze to Ning Ye.
She was just an ordinary woman, the first of her kind to appear in the entire country.
Once she is adorned with honors and turns the tide against all odds, it would be beneath her dignity to confront Ning Ye again.
"Bian Xun is probably busy stabilizing public opinion right now, so he won't have the energy to deal with you."
After all, their daughter wasn't with Ning Ye either—ultimately, Ning Ye's most important significance to Bian Xun was simply because she was the mother of his biological daughter, not because of her own value.
Ning Ye nodded, "That would be best."
Tao Tao is currently staying by Bian Xun's side, and she really doesn't want her to come over.
Ning Ye's porcelain-white profile remained calm throughout. Xu Lanyi talked to herself for a long time, only to find that Ning Ye remained completely unmoved.
She is indeed a very composed woman.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have secretly given birth to the child and raised it for so long.
Xu Lanyi suddenly smiled, "Aren't you curious?"
Ning Ye withdrew her gaze. She had been listening to the sounds from the carriage in front of her. It had been stopped for a while. She had just seen Xu Lanyi's car parked outside and several bodyguards standing guard, and thought to herself that this was a lucky accident.
She turned to ask, "What are you curious about?"
Xu Lanyi stared at that young, clean, and beautiful face. "Aren't you curious about what you're doing, searching for values in your heart?"
"Would he abandon the window of opportunity to control public opinion for you? Would he disregard the drop in Wujiang's stock price and rush to your side for you? He's such a cold-hearted, callous, and selfish man. Would you be more important to him than 'money'?"
Ning Ye listened quietly and politely to her finish speaking. "Of course not?"
Xu Lanyi paused for a moment.
Ning Ye thought to herself, what kind of person is Bian Xun? If he is so emotional, how could he have risen to power from such a feudal and corrupt family as the Bian family, where he doesn't even recognize his own relatives?
Xu Lanyi felt inexplicably annoyed, but the result was exactly what she wanted.
She smiled and said, "Yes, I think so too—"
Before he could finish speaking, the headlights of a speeding car flashed past, followed by a string of police sirens.
Bian Xun brought the train to a stop as smoothly as possible, opened the car door, picked up Ning Zhitao, and strode towards the carriage with a stern face.
Xu Lanyi's face suddenly stiffened.
Ning Ye also looked surprised, leaning against the car window, and seemed a little anxious.
Why did he bring Tao Tao with him?
Fortunately, as soon as the police car appeared, the thieves jumped out of the car windows like mice seeing a cat. They were a few homeless young people and two dressed as gypsies. They scattered and fled into the night.
Bian Xun strode into the carriage, pulled up Ning Ye who was still clutching her backpack, and strode out.
Ning Ye took Tao Tao from his arms. The little girl didn't know what had happened and thought her father had just taken her for a drive!
Ning Ye led Tao Tao off the train and immediately felt completely relieved when she saw the police car across the street.
A close call!
Bian Xun glanced inside the car, turned to leave, and Xu Lanyi's unwilling voice rang out behind him: "Bian Xun!"
The man didn't even turn his head.
Xu Lanyi's eyes were filled with complex emotions that were impossible to discern. She suddenly asked, "You really came here for Ning Ye?"
Bian Xun turned his face halfway back, his profile cold and stern. "Otherwise what? I can't live without her. I have to see her all the time, and I have to be with her every minute and every second."
"none of your business?"
After saying that, the president strode away.
Xu Lanyi's face flushed and paled in turns. She clenched her fists tightly. Impossible! There must be something she doesn't know—
Ning Ye stood by the car, watching Bian Xun stride towards her.
In fact, she also felt that Bian Xun must have some special reason.
That's why they were able to forgo potential stock price fluctuations, damage to the company's image, and financial risks, and rush to the scene so quickly.
Bian Xun stopped in front of her, his eyes lowered.
"Are you alright?"
Ning Ye quickly unzipped her bag to show him, "All the money is here."
Bian Xun took a deep breath, his dark eyes like deep pools, and said, "Are you alright?"
Ning Ye responded with an "Oh," feeling a warmth in her heart, her features softened by the police car lights.
"I'm fine, I didn't even see the thief's face."
Bian Xun hummed in agreement, opened the car door, and let her get in.
“There are other employees too—” Ning Ye hurriedly looked up.
Bian Xun said expressionlessly, "The police will handle it."
At this moment, the other employees saw the police through the window and were relieved. Then they vaguely saw their boss and wondered if they had seen wrong.
Bian Xun did not deny it at all.
He truly lacks social responsibility and empathy for others.
He only cares about her.
…
As he drove back to the city center, his phone kept ringing. It was clear that the Xu and Gu families were indeed involved in the business. He was wearing a Bluetooth headset and remotely directing operations within China.
Xu Lanyi had already made arrangements in advance, intending to retaliate for what happened last time.
Assistant Zhang was waiting at the airport. There was a time difference between the senior executives in China and President Bian, which increased the communication costs. His slightly anxious voice came through the earpiece.
"Mr. Bian, this time the other party came prepared. Analysts predict that Wujiang's stock price may fall by 5 points."
"what to do?"
Bian Xun drove with an expression that was neither sad nor happy.
The person has been rescued.
His rationality returned.
Bian Xun glanced at Ning Ye, who was sitting with the child, in the rearview mirror, and suddenly raised an eyebrow. "It's alright."
The stock price is going to fall.
The second opportunity to buy at the bottom has appeared.
Bian Xun withdrew his gaze, and a quiet calm settled in his heart.
The 10 billion that was missed last time.
This time, he's going to take back everything that belongs to him.
In the back row, the mother and daughter chatted about their day's itinerary, their sweet, soft voices mingling.
Along the streets in the city center, Christmas trees in vibrant red and green are adorned with colorful lights and balloons, warmly welcoming tomorrow's Christmas Eve.
As Bian Xun led them back, he suddenly felt relaxed and at ease.
The balance was indeed being depleted rapidly.
But there is more than one way to make money.
His dark eyes glanced at the rearview mirror again, meeting Ning Ye's seemingly knowing gaze for a moment.
Ning Ye squeezed Tao Tao's hand, feeling a little soft-hearted.
Bian Xun withdrew his gaze and subtly adjusted his posture in the driver's seat.
Everything is dialectical.
Just like before, Ning Ye's credit card spending increased ten thousand times, and the return on investment also increased ten thousand times.
Now that they are far apart, his balance is dwindling rapidly;
If they are placed side by side, will the balance increase back up faster?
The car stopped in front of the hotel, and Bian Xunwei closed her eyes.
I didn't think about it any further, but I felt a pleasant sense of relief.
The president stood up and opened the car door for the two people in the back seat.
Ning Ye came out carrying her bag, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, looked at him somewhat shyly, and wanted to say thank you.
Bian Xun pressed her down, his dark eyes gleaming, his voice low and cold, "Let's spend Christmas Eve together tomorrow."
He had no thoughts on the way there.
Money is important.
But your safety is the most important thing.
Ning Ye understood his unspoken meaning, and her eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Ning Zhitao, standing nearby, jumped up and down with a cheer, "Merry Christmas!"
Bian Xun smiled, deliberately ignoring Ning Ye's expression.
The wooden stalls along the roadside flashed red and green lights, displaying rows of neatly packaged apples.
As Bian Xun thought about how he would be staying in the same suite later, which only had one large and one small bed, the smile on his lips became even more uncontrollable.
He casually walked to the apple stand, picked out an apple, and paid with his card.
“We want them all, Pingping and An’an.” He heard a soft, clear female voice beside him.
He didn't turn his head, but he could feel Ning Yeqing's gaze falling on him, carrying silent emotions.
The president felt a tingling, pleasurable sensation run from the back of his neck to his spine.
Then the apple vendor swiped the card and handed it back to him.
Bian Xun accepted the card with an air of nobility, a smile playing on his lips, and glanced down at it.
You swiped the wrong card.
This is the one from the future.
The two black cards are exactly the same.
President:"."
The CEO had finished laughing.
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Author's Note: Here it comes! Ahhhhh, 200 red envelopes today! [emoji]
Tomorrow will definitely be earlier than today!!! [Clown]
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