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Chapter 169 - Meeting an Old Friend of the Mother

The media people nodded, very satisfied with the South Bridge's response.

In a corner not far away, a man was leaning against a wall with a cigarette between his long fingers. He was wearing a dark blue shirt and black suit pants, and his whole body exuded the aura of a mature man.

The assistant held a notepad in her hand as she reported on the day's schedule, "CEO, our meeting with the collaborators is at 3 o'clock this afternoon, and they are requesting for us."

When he received no response, the assistant raised her gaze to look at Yu Cen Ran and realized that his gaze was not on her. She followed his line of sight and looked in the direction that Yu Cen Ran was looking.

Not far away, a woman was surrounded by the crowd. She was wearing a simple white dress, a light beige windbreaker, and had a casual and lazy aura. That woman …

Isn't that Miss Mojo, the financial rookie of Ryder Group of America?

Even though she wasn't very old, she had a lot of experience and had worked in the United States for a few years. Although her reputation wasn't as good as Yu Cen Ran's, her performance was still very good.

Speaking of the Ryder Group, it had even moved its branch to A City last year, officially becoming a competitor for the Yu Group. The two big companies faced off against each other.

Miss Mo Qiao was a senior consultant for Lade Group. She was the opposing party to the Yu Group. Looking at the CEO who was silently hiding in the corner, the assistant could not understand.

At this moment, the image of the South Bridge was engraved in Yu Cen Ran's eyes. After not seeing her for a few years, she had not changed.

After all, time was of the essence, so who could escape from being chiseled in?

"Miss Mo Qiao, besides the reason for your return, do you have any other personal reasons?"

"I heard that Miss Mo Qiao's hometown is A City. You grew up here since young. Is there anyone you really want to see after coming back?"

"…"

On private matters, Nanqiao's complexion changed imperceptibly. Last night, he hadn't rested very well on his bed, and he felt a surge of irritation in his heart. He really wanted to throw his face and leave, but in the end, he raised a faint smile. "No."

She said: "I came back purely for work. There was no one I wanted to see."

Unable to unearth any explosive gossip questions, the media was no longer pursuing them. After asking a few questions, they could only return to their work.

In the corner, Yu Cen Ran's eyes narrowed as an indescribable emotion rushed up from below. She didn't notice that her cigarette had burnt up until it was touched by the boiling heat. She reflexively flicked her finger.

No one wants to see him

Yu Cen Ran's eyes became darker as she pursed her lips into a smile. She was not in a good mood.

Scratching the back of his head with his finger, the assistant raised her hand to look at her watch. She raised her head to look at her CEO, hesitating before speaking, "CEO, the meeting time we agreed upon with our partner is almost here. If we don't leave now, I'm afraid we won't make it in time …"

"En." Yu Cen Ran's thin lips moved. She raised her wrist and stared at the precious watch on her wrist. "Push it off."

"Huh?" The assistant was completely stunned.

"You don't understand what I'm saying?" Half of her body was leaning against the wall, while Yu Cen Ran was frowning. Her patience had almost run out.

However, the assistant did not make a move. He was puzzled as he had never seen such a CEO before. After learning about Miss Mo Qiao's flight back home, not only did she cancel the internal meeting, she even asked him to cancel an important cooperation.

After doing all this, she just rushed to the airport and hid in a corner in order to catch a glimpse of that lady from afar.

He hadn't been working at the Yu Group for long, but this was the first time he saw his CEO's expression. The assistant was terrified, although he couldn't figure it out, but he knew he had to be especially friendly to this Mo Qiao.

Yu Cen Ran raised her eyebrows and shot a cold glance at him. "Still not moving?"

"Ah, alright, I'll do it right away!"

The corner of his eyes glanced at the figure that had left. In the end, he could not compare to the previous person. Although he did things with caution, there were no mistakes in his work.

Yu Cen Ran took a drag of his cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke ring. He considered that it was time to let the assistant who was on leave come back.

He shifted his gaze away and focused on the woman's skinny back again. Yu Cen Ran's eyebrows raised slightly. His heart was filled with boundless irritation as he suddenly threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, turned around and left.

After the interview, Nanqiao only felt physically and mentally exhausted. His stomach rumbled from hunger as he lifted his hand to cover his stomach. It was a flat piece of land.

Thinking of this, South Bridge felt a wave of fear, unconsciously feeling pain on the back of his head, shaking his head, trying hard to get rid of those unhappy emotions, South Bridge directly walked into a supermarket on the side.

The small supermarket was not even at the peak of closing time yet, and there weren't many people there. Nanqiao glanced at the dazzling array of goods, as he was used to reading foreign languages, suddenly switching to the official Chinese characters, he felt that it was a lie to say it wasn't awkward.

After pushing the cart to the food area, South Bridge picked out some potatoes, beef, sashimi, and other vegetables before turning back.

In front of them, there was a little boy who looked to be about five or six years old. He was full of vigor and was jumping around in the various product areas while laughing and running everywhere.

He accidentally bumped into the South Bridge at the turn of the road, and his body suddenly took two steps back. He was suddenly frightened, but the South Bridge was fine, on the other hand, that little brat suddenly crashed into the shopping cart in front of him, and then fell down on the ground crying loudly in pain.

"Wuwuwu!" "Ah!" The child's cries became louder and soon attracted the attention of passersby.

South Bridge awkwardly touched his nose, then he realized that it was not good. He took a few steps forward and pulled the little boy up. "Where does it hurt?"

The child did not answer. He just stood there, roaring at the top of his lungs.

He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to hide in. He didn't know what to do. At this time, the little boy's mother came over with a soft voice. She hugged him painfully to comfort him.

South Bridge was so nervous that his eyebrows were about to break out into a sweat. As he frantically tried to explain, the boy's mother raised her head and saw South Bridge.

Ignoring the gazes of the people around him, he happily laughed and said, "You must be the South Bridge, you must be the South Bridge!"

He laughed dryly, "I am South Bridge, may I ask you?"

The boy's mother laughed out loud. She clapped her hand on his shoulder and said in a very intimate tone, "South Bridge, I'm your Aunt Chen. I used to work with your mother!"

Aunt Chen and Nanqiao muttered this name in their hearts. It felt both familiar and unfamiliar, an indescribable feeling, as if a blurry face was slowly assembling in the memory shard, gradually appearing and overlapping with the outline of the woman in front of them.

"What, remember?"

Nanqiao nodded. With a curved face and a shallow smile that reached two meters deep into the dimples, he said, "Yes, Auntie Chen. You even bought candy for me before."

Aunt Chen laughed again.

This was a very cheerful woman. In the memories of South Bridge's childhood, his mother was one of those depressed and unhappy women, while Aunt Chen was just that kind of careless woman. Her personality was the complete opposite of his mother's, so being able to become friends with his mother was a miracle.

Auntie Chen was a straightforward person. She had reached out to help the Nan Family many times when they were unable to get out of the mess. However, because she was married, she moved with her husband and went to work somewhere else.

After that, Nanqiao and her mother never met Auntie Chen again. Those childhood memories seemed to be sealed in a colored canister of candy. Only when they happened to open up Auntie Chen's things did they find out that her mother had written letters to Auntie Chen all these years.

Remembering their old friend, both of them could not help but feel a little depressed. Aunt Chen shook her head and sighed. "At the beginning, I was still able to keep in touch with your mother. However, something happened at home and I was in a hurry to leave …"

"It's okay, the Nan Family also had an accident, who would have thought?" Nanqiao chuckled. "In order to avoid the pursuit of debt, our family has also moved many times, going back and forth before finally settling down here."

Auntie Chen sighed again, a sympathetic arc flashed in her eyes. "South Bridge, child, it's been hard on you these past few years. I'm sorry, your mother. My husband was sick and needed attention. He couldn't make it to the funeral in person. "

"It's alright, as long as my heart is with you. As long as my friendship is still there, mother's spirit in heaven will definitely be able to feel your longing."

"Yes, I hope so."

Nanqiao chatted with Auntie Chen for a while longer before raising her hand to look at the delicate watch. It was getting late, so Nanqiao bid Auntie Chen farewell. From afar, she watched the crying child walk off, feeling extremely sad.

He raised his head and looked at the sky. As always, it was a deep blue, and as night fell, it became somewhat dim. However, the starlight would always illuminate the loneliness of the night sky, and as the South Bridge looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar city, it suddenly pursed its lips and let out a chuckle.

Yes, life is like this. Some people leave, some people stay behind, there will always be encounters between people, because, who can escape the fate of the gears?

It was like a giant lottery disk. When the red pointer turned, who knew if the future was good or bad? The only thing that people could do was to live their lives in the present moment, and have no shame at all.

After the supermarket was purchased, there was another round of waiting. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, South Bridge went to a women's clothing store and changed into a set of ordinary clothes. He even put on his sunglasses.

A black car slowly came to a stop. A few minutes later, the car door opened and Mo Cheng stepped out, dressed in black.

"South Bridge." Mo Cheng quickened his pace, and in two or three steps, he arrived in front of the South Bridge.

Lowering his head, his gaze landed on the big and small bag in his hands. Mo Cheng frowned slightly as he accepted the items in the other party's hands, "Why are you still buying so many? Someone has already prepared them at home."