Till the End of Time

Chapter 880

Gu Chan took out his mobile phone and, according to Zong Yanxi, searched Baidu for the meaning of the word. Soon, many answers appeared on the page.

Suspicion / interpretation

Suspect. grudge. hate; dissatisfied.

He showed it to Zong Yanxi, "what does my name mean?"

Zong Yanxi took a look. In short, none of them meant good.

It\'s a very casual name.

"How are your parents?" Asked Zong Yanxi.

"Good?" I haven\'t even seen my father, and my mother doesn\'t allow me to mention him. Do you think it\'s ok? "

Zong Yanxi also felt that she had asked too many questions. Just listening to his name, she knew that he was not born when his parents loved each other.

"Then you. Is it your mother\'s last name? " Asked Zong Yanxi.

Gu Chan nodded, "I don\'t know my father\'s last name."

"You don\'t have any important clues. How can you find someone? Moreover, the vast sea of people, people are not necessarily in B city

"Even if I can\'t find it, anyway, I\'m looking for it behind my mother\'s back. Let her know that she will be unhappy." Gu is not persistent. I just want to see what kind of person my father is.

If not, forget it.

Zong Yanxi\'s injury was better, so he was transferred out of B city and treated abroad.

Hengkang group.

Ling Wei knocks on the door and walks in. She hands a document to Jiang Mohan. "This is the person in charge of Runmei\'s negotiation and cooperation with us."

Runmei is a foreign company. The purpose of this cooperation with Hengkang is to enter the domestic market.

Hengkang can also get half of the resources in this cooperation, which is a win-win cooperation.

Both sides attach great importance to it.

Jiang Mo Han opened the information, the person in charge is actually a domestic, eyes fell on the photo of the eyes, the heart can not help but Leng for a while, let him think of another person.

A dead man.

His eyes turned to the next file, but everything in the file had nothing to do with the person he knew.

It\'s just that the eyes are a little similar.

Lin Ruixi.

There is a word Xi in the name, just like her.

"Let Nancheng pick up the plane?" Ling Wei asked.

"What time is the flight?" Jiang Mohan closed the data.

"Three in the afternoon." Ling Wei replied.

"I\'ll go myself." Jiang Mohan picked up the phone and connected to the inside line of the Secretary\'s office, "book a hotel with a good environment."

"Yes. President Jiang

He hung up, picked up a document on his desk and opened it.

"President Jiang, you don\'t need to go there in person at all..."

"How." Jiang Mo Han raised his head, voice slightly cold, "do you want to be the master?"

Ling Wei explained busily, "no, I\'m just afraid that you\'ll lower your attitude and make Runmei look down on us. After all, the other party is only the person in charge of this cooperation project. It\'s suitable for me and Nancheng, but it\'s not suitable for you. "

Since his divorce from Zong Yanxi, he has devoted all his energy to his work in the past year. The two companies have been developing well since their merger.

Of course, these are inseparable from his efforts.

"I\'m going to be more representative of our sincerity. That\'s settled. Go ahead and do something."

"But..."

"Go ahead." Jiang Mo Han\'s voice is a little colder, obviously he doesn\'t want to talk about this topic again.

Ling Wei dare not continue to say. His temperament is much colder than before. Before, he could still listen to what she said. Now he is colder and colder to her, and the distance keeps farther and farther.

This is not the result that she wants, she is scheming, just want to be the woman beside him.

She came out of the office with her lips clenched. The door of the office closes. Jiang Mohan puts down his papers and pinches his nose. He doesn\'t even know why.

A person in charge who has never met, just because she has similar eyes, there is a word Xi in her name.

He turned to look out of the window, his face darkened.

At 2:50 p.m., a black luxury car stopped outside the International Airport, and soon Nancheng got out of the car. After opening the rear door, Jiang Mohan stooped down.

At the exit of the airport, a thin figure came from many people. Stand out, people can\'t help but stop, her black curly hair, light and soft. Wearing large black sunglasses, covering most of the face, the red lips are beautiful and sexy. Wearing a camel windbreaker and a belt around the waist, the body is quiet and slim, and a pair of 10 cm high-heeled shoes on the feet make it more impressive.A string of mobile phone rings, stops, takes out the mobile phone and answers the phone.

Zhuang Jiawen\'s voice rang out over there, "elder sister, don\'t you really need me?"

She had such a big thing. Of course he knew.

But Zong Yanxi didn\'t allow him to interfere.

"I\'ll take care of my own business." In fact, she didn\'t want anyone to know, but she couldn\'t hide it.

"Well, please contact me whenever you need me." Zhuang Jiawen didn\'t force her because she knew her personality.

Hurt so deeply, betrayed so hard. This hatred must be avenged by himself. If it was him, he would not allow others to interfere.

This is the stubborn flowing in the bone!

"Be safe."

"I will."

"Who is it?" Nancheng points to the woman on the phone in the crowd.

Jiang Mo Han\'s eyes came over.

Zong Yanxi feels that someone is looking at her. She looks for her eyes. When she touches the person standing in the hall, she holds the hand of her mobile phone and slightly clenches it. She thinks she can see it only when she is in a meeting. She didn\'t expect to see it so soon.

"I hung up." Zong Yanxi put down her cell phone.

She came with the suitcase.

Nancheng stepped forward and said, "is that Miss Lin?"

Zong Yanxi nodded, Nancheng took the suitcase in her hand, "I\'ll take it."

She let go, went to Jiang Mo Han and stood still. She took off her sunglasses and held out her hand to Jiang Mo Han. "The Chinese name is Lin Ruixi, the person in charge of Runmei\'s cooperation project."

Jiang Mo Han looked into her eyes, full of black, shining with a resolute light.

And her is not the same, although very similar, but her fortitude through lively, simple, and this woman\'s eyes give a deep mysterious feeling.

"President Jiang."

Jiang Mo Han didn\'t respond. Zong Yanxi reminded him with a smile.

"Hello, Miss Lin." The revived Jiang Mo Han reaches out his hand to shake hands with her. After a short time, he takes it back. He still feels that the woman\'s palm is cold.

"I didn\'t expect Jiang would come by himself." She has a business tone.

"I attach great importance to this cooperation." Jiang Mohan found a reason for himself.

Zong Yanxi official smile, "we Runmei also sincerely cooperate with your company."

"This is not a place to talk. Why don\'t we take Miss Lin to the hotel first?" Nancheng cut in.

"Well, we\'ll talk about amnesia at work at the meeting." Zong Yanxi looked at Nancheng, "please lead the way. I\'m not familiar with it."

"Has Miss Lin never been to this city before?" Asked Jiang Mo Han.

All of a sudden, I want to know if she has been here.

"No Zong Yanxi\'s short answer.

Jiang Mo Han drooped his eyes slightly, and his eyes were a little lost.