Chapter 459

Xia Xiwan pushes open the door of the office and looks inside. There are several foreign medical professors in the office, all top figures in the Department of Neurology. They are holding Lu Hanting's medical records and arguing fiercely about what to do there. They are all red in the face. Finally, they all shake their heads.

Xia Xiwan's eyes fell on the window, and now the window opened, there was a tall and steady body standing there, smoking.

These people's quarrels did not affect him. He was smoking cigarettes at his fingertips. Hearing the sound of the door opening, he turned over, and his narrow eyes, deep as ink, came over and fell on her.

Two seconds later, he walked to the desk, bent slightly in his pants pocket, pinched out half of the cigarette in the ashtray. When he bent down, the tassel of the brooch on the business vest rippled in the air.

Xia Xiwan has already met Lu sijue in the financial magazine, but now she still feels palpitation when she meets herself. This legendary man who has astonished a business era is more elegant and expensive than she imagined. She has also met several young men in the imperial capital, Lu Hanting, Lu Zixian, Xu shaonan They are all men of the moment, but compared with the elder Lu sijue, there is something wrong.

Xia Xiwan knew that they were short of the purest aristocratic atmosphere of Lu sijue, and the imperial aura of a man who had been immersed in shopping malls for decades.

Just now, he cast a dull look without any emotion, but Xia Xiwan felt as if he had seen her deep soul and had seen through her.

Song Ming stood by the door and looked at the foreign professors. He talked with them in fluent English and they left.

Song Ming took another look at Lu sijue inside, a very respectful look, and then closed the door.

Xia Xiwan deals with song Mingcai, but Song Ming gives her the first impression that she is smart and arrogant, and very talented. But Song Ming's eyes on Lu sijue are very respectful, and he is also very loyal and worshipful to his boss. It must be Lu sijue's personal charm to make his subordinates so determined.

There were only two people left in the office. Lu sijue sat on the office chair, pointed to the opposite chair with his eyes, and then said, "Miss Xia, please sit down."

His deep voice is like a rare edition of French red wine, which is very magnetic.

Clearly is a very common tone, but inexplicably through a deep majesty, people surrender.

Xia Xiwan walked over and sat opposite.

Lu Si Jue raised his eyes and looked over. His face was always very flat, not full of joy and anger. "Excuse me for asking Miss Xia to come here, but we need to talk about a ting."

Xia Xi Wan's bright Jian Tong looked at him without the slightest stage fright. "What does uncle Lu want to talk about?"

Lu Si Jue took out an envelope and pushed it to her.

Xia Xiwan opened the envelope, which was full of photos.

She picked up a picture of her going out of the hospital and being blind, standing on the street and calling him, hoping that he would come to pick her up.

At that time, he was indifferent and indifferent on the phone. She felt him when she crossed the road and asked him, Mr. Lu, is that you?

Xia Xiwan looks at this picture, the whole Haicheng neon light is bright, she and he stand in the middle of the road, she reaches out to him, he looks at her painfully and affectionately, this scene is fixed in the picture, a city is quiet because of them.