Chapter 264

Hot search news? Doesn't Zhang Yichen hate this kind of thing?

Sipping the lip flap that was a little skinned because of the previous fire attack, he asked Huang Yi, "is the hot search still there?"

Huang Yi blurted out and replied, "yes, it has been hanging in the top few for flower maniacs to look at."

"Still?" Nanxi was stunned and said, "OK, I know. Huang Ma will have a rest early."

"Xi Xi, don't hurry to ring the phone. Why didn't I find out before? Take a closer look at the photo. General manager Zhang is very handsome. A netizen commented that he was in place," Huang Yi smiled twice and read aloud: "Although it's still the same as the photos taken last time with nanx, I can't see the facial features clearly, but I can't lose the figure of the model on stage T! And the King fan with full air, coupled with the crashed Bugatti, with tens of thousands of dollars as the background cloth, perfectly interprets the sentence [I don't care about money, it doesn't matter if there's too much]. Who can stand this TM? Good leader."

After Huang Yi read it affectionately, a jealous frown came from a distance: "wife, you told me to wait until you fall asleep. I'm so sleepy. I can't stand it."

"Watch TV for half an hour and I'll be right back." Huang Yi shouted back, closed the study door of Nanxi apartment and continued to sigh: "why didn't I find that Zhang always has this charm before?"

Nanxi took over the mineral water bought by the bodyguard's eldest brother and sipped it to moisten the upturned mouth skin.

"Xi Xi, what are you doing? Take care of me!" Huang Yi urgently needs Nan Xi's rebuttal to correct her thought of trying to climb over the wall.

After drinking a few salivas, Nanxi's lips were more comfortable. She put the glass bottle on the stool at hand and whispered, "what you are fascinated by is the charm of money, which has nothing to do with him."

Huang Yi doesn't want to admit that she has a little money worship. She explains by reading the comments of talented netizens: "it doesn't matter whether money is money or not. I just love to look handsome, such as my idols Huazai and Su Zhu."

"Oh," Nanxi asked in a hurry, "do you know what he looks like?"

At that moment, Huang Yi was speechless. How could she know? Every time she met Zhang Yichen, she looked down at her toes and didn't dare to look up directly.

Forced to find a topic to make up for face: "Xi Xi, president Zhang is so familiar with the street where the accident happened. Did he pick you up at night?"

Nanxi was not in the mood to gossip with Huang Yi and said, "no, I'm going to bed. Good night."

Hang up, log in the trumpet, enter the microblog and check the hot search list.

#Shanghai Shanghuang # still ranks third in the hot search list. For outsiders, the third ranking is quite scary.

Below are the hot photos of zhongsida and an Laohua, the latest PO released by an Youran.

It is estimated that Ann leisurely never dreamed of going on a hot search with her dream lover in this way.

The funny feeling drifted by. Nanxi repeatedly refreshed the hot search list several times within ten minutes, and the list remained unchanged.

The unconventional situation is like a heavy fog, so that she can't see the truth.

The company's emergency public relations department should be removed in time. After Zhang Yichen's accident, he doesn't have time to take care of trivial things, so as to give the company's directors the courage to jump. The public relations department is strictly prohibited to intervene. He thinks he can make use of the topic to pry Zhang Yichen's position in the company.

Nanxi turns around and thinks it's impossible. Zhang Yichen is different from her. If she has any scandal and Zhang Yichen doesn't intervene to hide it, the company will weigh the pros and cons before deciding whether to spend money to withdraw the hot search.

But Zhang Yichen is related to the foundation of Tianyu. Even if they want to take advantage of Zhang Yichen's accident, suppress his influence in the company and disturb the people's hearts, they shouldn't send photos of him calling safely.

It should be said that he chose the wrong direction from the beginning. He should not choose such things. He should choose something that failed his decision and repeatedly put the company in danger.

Unless the accident at night directly kills people, it is not enough to shake Zhang Yichen's influence in the company, let alone his shareholding.

Unless you die

Nanxi had an ominous feeling in her heart, and goose bumps all over her body. In connection with the final tragedy of the car and the road situation, the boulder in her heart slipped again.

Things were far more complicated than what she had seen and heard. Except that there was a fork at the door of the hotel and there was no fork in the accident area, it was impossible for other cars to turn and change lanes and collide because of the visual blind spot.

Zhang Yichen began to take part in rally at the age of 17 and knew ordinary driving problems like the back of his hand.

With his experience, he was a little distracted when he called again. It was absolutely impossible to have such a tragic accident.

Therefore, only one explanation is more reasonable.

A big car came across. The driver knew that Zhang Yichen liked to drive fast. He began to drive normally and let Zhang Yichen relax his vigilance, but deliberately calculated the distance. Immediately before meeting, he quickly drove into the retrograde lane and accurately hit Bugatti's Centennial Silver Blue.

Recalling the strange tire marks on the ground, Zhang Yichen must have made the first response and fell back for a long distance.

If there is not enough timely response, it may really follow the intention of the behind the scenes.

Then Nanxi contacted another point that could corroborate the matter. The bodyguard brother and she were present one after another, and no one else was present.

Meng Hanqi didn't show his face before, but Nanxi could feel his existence. Zhang Yichen also went out from other places afterwards. It is very likely that Meng Hanqi went to catch the fugitive "murderer". Zhang Yichen hid something before she came.

If the speculation from this angle is true, the photos may not be behind the scenes and agree to spread.

Thinking creepily, Nanxi's phone prompted a new phone access, Shi mu, deputy manager of public relations crisis department.

Holding the phone, his subordinates burst into a cold sweat and glanced at him to make sure that the bodyguard was there.

Adjust your disordered breathing and connect the phone.

The other side seemed to be moved and embarrassed by the late night disturbance. Without words, he exchanged greetings with her and asked, "Xiao Xi, do you know what happened to president Zhang at night?"

Nanxi was puzzled and asked, "what's the matter? I'm resting at home."

She decided to wait for Zhang Yichen to check the details, and then selectively explain the situation to outsiders.

Before that, she will not reveal her track of action. Since there is no figure of her in the photo, it proves that Zhang Yichen has other plans.

Tired, I have to guess what he thinks.

Shi Mu was surprised and asked, "are you at home? But I saw a picture of a person's back like you."

Nanxi yawned and stopped. He was more surprised than Shi Mu and asked, "what are the messy photos circulating again? Where am I? What angle? It's annoying. You know many people imitate my appearance for cosmetic surgery."

"Oh, that's all right," then Nanxi's irritable attitude, Shi Mu changed his mouth and said, "maybe I'm wrong."

Nanxi's tone was chilly, and she whispered, "manager Shi, I thought you didn't wake up today and came to talk to me in a dream. I hope that any comments made by the public relations department in the future, whether to the internal or external Internet users of the company, will be carefully considered and deleted. After all, you sit at the important checkpoint of the company and need to strictly review the impact of any comments on the image of the company."

Shi Mu was shocked by his words and sentences without anger.

Immediately put forward the twelve point spirit and responded seriously: "OK, I see. Thank you for being alert. That won't bother you to rest. Good night."

A little embarrassed to hang up the phone in a hurry, for fear of saying more and revealing more. If one or two simple inquiries force him to show his feet, it will not pay off, and he may lose the attention of important people.

In the past, Nanxi's first sister in the public relations department was responsible for everything, that is, his immediate boss Guo Jie. He heard Guo Jie mention that Nanxi was more than just a fake beauty, but the various troubles Nanxi had helped Guo Jie deal with made him the impression that Nanxi was actually a vase and stupid, otherwise it would be difficult to provoke those stupid things that he knew would destroy himself.

Just a word, but like an old man who has been intrigued for a long time, he saw through his purpose at a glance.

People with serious personality differences make him a little confused. The meditation analysis draws two conclusions: either Nanxi is bombing him and getting the information he wants through his attitude, or Nanxi just wants to play a big star and thinks he calls at all times.

Either way, he was really impulsive and timid. He shouldn't lose his breath and chose to rush to seize the opportunity of performance late at night.

Blame Guo Jie. She temporarily changed her attitude and defected from the original plan!

In the VIP ward of senior cadres, Gao Qiufeng looked at Nanxi with fear. She peeled the apple with a knife.

He didn't care whether Nanxi would cut her hand. He was afraid that when she cut the belt meat, the little Lord couldn't eat a few bites.

"I'll come! Don't waste apples." I've seen enough of the act of taking care of the population.

Nanxi flashed her hand to grab the knife, blinked innocent apricot eyes, and stared affectionately at the bed beside her.

His eyes fixed on the man with a bandage on his right hand. Jiao said, "brother Yichen likes to eat apple heart best."

Gao Qiufeng wants to curse. He is strict with Nanxi. Apple heart and apple core are two things, okay?

"You go back, I'll watch the night." it's the bottom line of his last patience to drive away based on 'concern'.

Nanxi's face was full of grievances. She pulled her nose, pursed her pink lips, and put her voice back into a dumb voice: "since brother Yichen doesn't think I'm better than Secretary General Gao, I'll go home so as not to make trouble and hinder brother Yichen's recovery." apricot eyes timidly glanced at Gao Qiufeng and stopped talking later, but her pitiful look has done all the injustice.

"Qiu Feng, go back and have a rest."

The calm arrangement without waves, but ruthlessly overturned Gao Qiufeng's sincere care and put him in a redundant position.

Gao Qiufeng was angry and angry. He glared at the vase, which was good for nothing except playing tricks.

He tried to hold up his usual tone and respectfully said to Zhang Yichen, "young Lord, it's hard to stay up late. It's not suitable for girls. I'd better do it."

"Well, Secretary General Gao is right. I envy brother Yichen for having such a close brother." the light voice deliberately bites the word "brother" seriously.

The voice is very light, even a little jealous, but everyone can hear the implied meaning, which is not simple.

Gao Qiufeng clenched his fist and wanted to beat up that gorgeous and beautiful face. He didn't seem to talk to Nanxi, did he? Nanxi's words seemed to reflect his evil intention towards the little Lord and his selfishness beyond awe and obedience.

What a vicious language attack. It's nothing more than killing people and killing people!

"Qiu Feng, please go home and have a rest. My right arm is just dislocated and has been reset. It's not a serious disease. Tomorrow day, you will accompany Helan to continue the cooperation with Canada. You must bite to death, only produce and not disclose the core technology."

Gao Qiufeng opened his mouth and wanted to fight for it again, but Ruifeng's eyes glanced coldly. He only replied with emotion: "yes, little Lord."

When he came to the door, he said, "young Lord, I'll let Liang tingruiming come to the hospital early in the morning to accompany you."

"OK, I'll call you if I have something."

Gao Qiufeng was relieved to get a promise from Zhang Yichen.

Before a few more happy seconds, I heard a Jiao Yin: "Oh, my hand."

Zhang Yichen's eyes flashed through the rare panic, moved to Nanxi, and asked in a deep voice, "did you cut it?"

"Well, it hurts. I want brother Yichen to blow." Nanxi stretched out her scallion fingers to her thin lips.

"Oh." Zhang Yichen laughed, calmly looking at the finger belly with only a shallow red seal, gently blowing down, "is it better?"

"There's still a little pain, let's blow it down again." the dense long eyelashes fluttered and fell down, just like a little rabbit waiting for love.

Gao Qiufeng clenched his teeth and scolded: "the scheming vase is too annoying!"

Who takes care of who? It can be seen that Zhang Yichen Lengjun's face is not a trace of annoyance, but a bit of enjoyment? Gao Qiufeng immediately felt bored and left in anger.

Nanxi successfully retreated from the unpleasant people, took off her disguise and leaned lazily against the back of the chair.

He pulled his hand back to half and was clamped by Zhang Yichen. He gently licked her "injured place" and jokingly asked, "will it be better and faster?"

The numb feeling of electric shock invaded from his lips and teeth. Nanxi raised her eyes and covered up her shame. This man is so insatiable that he doesn't understand the reason why the play ends.

But when I saw the bandage on his arm and head, I gathered the usual sarcasm in my heart.

"Eat an apple?" Nanxi picked up the apple with only the core with one hand and covered her face with two scarlet. "I'll cut it again for you."

Facing Zhang Yichen's questioning eyes, Nanxi promised: "believe me, it was just an accident. In fact, I can cut it very well."

"No, Xi'er, come and have a rest."

Zhang Yichen pulled her hard. Nanxi struggled more and moved to bed. She was afraid that unintentional pulling would affect the injured place of Zhang Yichen and cause secondary injury.

Holding Zhang Yichen with both hands, he lay carefully beside him, worried about pressing his arm and moved to the side.

The body just rubbed and moved for a few minutes, so that Zhang Yichen's intact and strong left arm hugged back to her arms and kissed her on the forehead.

"I sleep beside them, or they can't sleep well." Nanxi said softly.

But the man in front of him obviously didn't take her advice, put his arm around her waist, increased his strength, and imprisoned her in his arms.

"Good, don't move. I'm fine."

Nanxi didn't believe what Zhang Yichen said. At the scene of the accident at night, he also told her that it was all right, only skin trauma. Go to the hospital to check the dislocation of the right shoulder joint and severe soft tissue contusion of the leg and knee.

"If you don't promise, I'll go home. For you, brother Fengfeng will take care of you." Nanxi threatened severely.