Astray

047

In today's world, the speed of scandal spread is no different from the outbreak of the flu. In just one hour, hot search headlines spread among the major media.

Just after the morning rush hour, Gao Jinyang and Wen Xianting walked into the company's gate side by side. You don't need to look too much, but you can feel the strange eyes from around you.

On this day, everyone had a kind of optimistic attitude towards Mr. Gao who appeared in the company. Three or five people passed by in groups, turned their backs, the big guys whispered, and changed their previous admiration and respect.

Gao Jinyang walked into the elevator calmly. Before the door was closed, there were discussions from the crowd not far away.

"Hey hey... Mr. Gao is here, it's different to be a leader, and it's a big deal like a normal person..."

Then came a woman's voice, "Don't say it...I didn't expect Mr. Gao to be crooked, I really can't tell..."

"Isn't that right? When the news came out, the hearts of so many girls in our company were broken. Look at you... your face is pale. You didn't sleep well last night..."

The woman scolded with a smile: "Fuck you, don't try to take advantage of my old lady..."

The voice of discussion is neither high nor low, but it can be heard clearly.

After hearing this, Wen Xianting paused for a moment, and glanced at Gao Jinyang who was standing aside.

As if he didn't hear it, he closed his eyes and wondered what he was thinking.

Wen Xianting was about to step out to stop him, but the person beside him stopped him with a low voice, "Let's go upstairs."

Wen Xianting hesitated for a few seconds, then responded in a low voice: "Yes, Mr. Gao."

Upstairs, trouble ensues.

The female secretary, Zheng Wenting, stood up when she heard the notification tone, and when she saw Gao Jinyang appearing, her face showed embarrassment, and she faltered: "Mr. Gao, several shareholders are waiting for you in the conference room."

Gao Jinyang didn't need to guess what this group of people came for.At that moment, he was silent, and told her: "Go and make a cup of Maofeng for me." After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zheng Wenting to add, he turned and walked towards the conference room.

While looking at his back, Zheng Wenting wondered to Wen Xianting who was standing beside him, "Boss, what's wrong, drinking Maofeng in a meeting? It's the first time ever!"

Wen Xianting said: "Stop gossiping, go to the bubbles quickly." Before leaving, he said, "I don't have time to accompany you home tonight, let's try another day."

Zheng Wenting was dumbfounded for a long time, and it took a long time before she entered the conference room with a cup of tea.

The conference room was filled with smog, and a group of people were waiting to sit in their seats. There was an ashtray in front of each person, which was filled with a pile of cigarette butts.

When Zheng Wenting entered the door, she happened to hear a voice from one of them, questioning Gao Jinyang, who was sitting directly in front of her, with an arrogant and arrogant expression: "Mr. Gao, I think you insisted on establishing Shenghui Media at the beginning, and none of the people here nodded. Why? ? It’s because of the consideration of today’s situation…” He chuckled, showing two front teeth, “It’s not pleasant to say, I don’t have time to inquire about your idea, I only know that your scandal came out , Shenghui’s stock index fell again this morning.”

His words were like a stone thrown into the calm blue waves, everyone was indignant when they heard the news.

Someone echoed and said, "Mr. Gao, you have to explain this to our shareholders. Isn't it unreasonable that such a disturbance happened for no reason?"

Zheng Wenting listened silently, and brought the soaked Mao Feng to Gao Jinyang.

At this moment, Gao Jinyang responded calmly: "Don't worry, everyone, I will definitely explain this matter to everyone."

At this time, the old shareholder who spoke before said again: "Mr. Gao, you can be regarded as one of us who grew up watching. I can guess what you think in your heart without mentioning it." He squinted and looked at Gao Jinyang pointed at him with the finger holding the cigarette, "If you want to get away with it and pretend it didn't happen, don't even think about it. This happened because of you, it doesn't mean that you can turn the story over. "

Until Zheng Wenting left the meeting room, the people inside hadn't finished talking.

About half an hour later, the door was opened, and a group of people came out one after another.

Gao Jinyang and Wen Xianting walked at the end of the crowd. When Zheng Wenting stepped forward, Gao Jinyang was explaining Wen Xianting's business. Seeing her approaching, he frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zheng Wenting looked at Gao Jinyang carefully, thinking of the troubles in the meeting room before, she put away her previous gossip, and replied in a businesslike tone: "Mr. Gao, Mr. Zhao is calling." She deliberately said After a pause for a few seconds, he added: "It's Mr. Zhao, he's in the hospital right now, look..."

***

At noon, Gao Jinyang's car drove into Jiangcheng Central Hospital.

Zhao Chengquan lived in the VIP ward of the central hospital. Gao Jinyang took the elevator upstairs, but before he reached the floor, he could vaguely hear human voices.

The elevator door opened, and Gao Jinyang took a closer look. Standing outside the elevator door turned out to be Zhao Chengquan's personal assistants.

Seeing Gao Jinyang appear, one of the assistants at the head came forward to greet him with a smile, flatteringly: "Mr. Gao, you are here. Mr. Zhao has been thinking of you."

Gao Jinyang nodded calmly and responded, "Please take me to see him, please."

"Okay, you come with me."

Not long after, the man led Gao Jinyang into the ward, and respectfully said to the person lying on the bed: "Mr. Zhao, Mr. Gao is here."

Zhao Chengquan was lying on his back on the hospital bed, with a pale face, an oxygen tube inserted under his nostrils, and a drip on the back of his hand. When he heard this, he immediately regained his energy and wanted to sit up.

Gao Jinyang hurried forward, "Master, just lie down and rest."

Zhao Chengquan held his hand for a long time before saying: "Xiao Gao, I have no face to see you." He spoke with a hoarse voice, "I never thought that that bastard has not changed a bit after all these years..."

Even if Gao Jinyang was upset, he had to give Zhao Chengquan face and calm down because of emotion and reason. He just said: "I know it all, Mr. Zhao...don't take it personally."

"That's what I should say." Zhao Chengquan sighed, "I thought this kid would improve after so many years, I always wanted you to take him with me... but I didn't expect him to give me such a good job. out."

Gao Jinyang was silent for a moment.

Zhao Chengquan asked again: "I read the news, and the influence is not good. How is Sheng Hui?"

"Thanks to you, everything is fine." Gao Jinyang said: "Compared to this, Narada Films has been greatly affected."

Zhao Chengquan smiled and said with a chuckle: "Leave it to that kid, I don't want to see him now."

Gao Jinyang listened, and secretly slandered in his heart that his surname was Zhao after all, and his heart softened after he said it harshly.

The two chatted for a few more words, and after Gao Jinyang made sure that Zhao Chengquan was fine, he decided to get up and leave.

Zhao Chengquan also knew that he had a lot of things waiting to be dealt with, so naturally he couldn't keep him for a long time, "It's fine, when I'm out of the hospital, you can come and sit often when you have time."

Gao Jinyang replied with a smile: "Alright, then I'll go first."

The two exchanged a few more pleasantries before Gao Jinyang walked out of the ward.

The assistant of Zhao Chengquan who led him in before was still standing outside the ward, and Gao Jinyang met him again as soon as he went out.

"Mr. Gao." He smiled and said softly, "There is another person... Mr. Zhao also wants to meet you."

The man led Gao Jinyang to the next ward. Zhao Zixiang was sitting on the sofa in the reception room. When Gao Jinyang entered the door, he was drinking tea. When he looked up, the eyes of the two met.

"Jinyang..." Zhao Zixiang put down his cup almost immediately, got up and stepped forward.

Gao Jinyang's vigilant eyes were like sharp knives, which were carved on his skin.

Zhao Zixiang asked him puzzled, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Don't you know why I'm looking at you like that?" Gao Jinyang replied with a smile as he approached him.

The assistant had gone out at some point, the door was closed, and there were only the two of them left in the room.

With his back turned to him, Gao Jinyang couldn't see Zhao Zixiang's expression.

That room was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly said: "You don't suspect that I did it, do you?"

Zhao Zixiang said anxiously: "What are you thinking, I, why did I do this!"

Gao Jinyang turned to look at him with sharp eyes, "I also want to ask you this, Zhao Zixiang... After all these years, haven't you made enough trouble?"

Zhao Zixiang was stunned for a few seconds, and after reacting, he sneered and said, "Yes, I still have thoughts about you...but I won't use such a despicable method!" He argued loudly for himself: "And what good will it do me? ? Did you think you were the only victim?"

"Back then, you dared to send the video to the old man in order to get him to nod and agree with us. Why can't you do it now?" Gao Jinyang asked sharply, "You really haven't changed at all!"

Zhao Zixiang didn't speak, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

Just when Gao Jinyang was about to speak again, Zhao Zixiang said quietly: "Does it mean that you won't believe me no matter what I say?"

His voice seemed to be tearful, Gao Jinyang secretly felt something was wrong when he heard it, and looked back, it was as expected.

"One more thing, I forgot to tell you when you left..."

Zhao Zixiang raised his eyelids and looked at him, with tears hanging from the corners of his mouth, his eyes were red, he bit his lip and held back his energy, "What?"

Gao Jinyang stretched out his hand to help him wipe away the tears on one side, and said in a low voice: "This trick of yours is no longer effective for me." After speaking, he shook off his hand and said clearly: "Zhao Zixiang, from now on, you I don't owe you anything. I'm giving you back the little affection in the past!"

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