Lost [Transmigration Book]

Qiao Nanqi is in a meeting.

The head office has been busy these days.

He caught He Nan and the others by surprise with this move, and it was very fruitful. Those shares and matters after the acquisition had to be dealt with one by one, and there were several meetings in a day.

In fact, he is not serious in meetings, and sometimes he will laugh and pick up the conversation.But if something went wrong, Qiao Nanqi wouldn't hold back his temper, he was indeed a strict boss who wasn't difficult to get along with.

Fortunately, Qiao Nanqi is very focused when working, and he doesn't even look at his phone, which is extremely efficient.

Although the people under him were under a lot of pressure, the meeting was held quickly, and it passed in the blink of an eye, so it wasn't too hard to bear.

But today he was a little weird.

Xiao Wu was sitting next to Qiao Nanqi doing some chores. Seeing that Qiao Nanqi, who never looked at his mobile phone in meetings before, put his mobile phone by his hand, and obviously the message notifications were not turned off, and the screen of the mobile phone was always on every few seconds. .

Qiao Nanqi listened to other people's reports, and every time he finished listening to a paragraph, he would inadvertently turn his head to look at the lit phone screen.

——as if waiting for some news.

And what Qiao Nanqi had in hand was his personal mobile phone, not for work.

Waiting is not work news.

Xiao Wu was overflowing with curiosity, but because of Qiao Nanqi's moody temperament, he didn't dare to show it, so he had to sneak a few glances occasionally.

Qiao Nanqi looked at his mobile phone very frequently.

Even if the screen wasn't on, he would always subconsciously look down when he listened to other people's reports.Sometimes I lost my mind after watching it, and when I came back to my senses, the person who made the report had to repeat it.

The meeting went extremely slowly, and everyone noticed that Qiao Nanqi was staring at the screen from time to time—except Qiao Nanqi himself.

He frowned slightly, his eyes deep.

Although the others didn't say anything, they all hoped that the news would come soon, that Qiao Nanqi would listen to their report carefully and end this difficult meeting.

After another half an hour, the screen of Qiao Nanqi's phone lit up several times in a row.

Xiao Wu only caught a glimpse of several messages popping up on the screen, but in the blink of an eye, one or two notifications seemed to be withdrawn, and the pop-up messages were shortened a bit.

Qiao Nanqi, who had been paying attention to the news on his mobile phone, also noticed the new notification, and lowered his head to take a look.

Xiao Wu was sure that Qiao Nanqi smiled at that moment.

Maybe he saw who sent the message, maybe he caught a glimpse of the long-awaited news, maybe Qiao Nanqi himself didn't notice it, but Xiao Wu saw it.

Qiao Nanqi, who had been sullenly, frowned at that moment.

When Mr. Qiao lowered his face, his face was always sullen, so the moment when he smiled was always very obvious.

As a result, the smile disappeared before it stained his eyes.

The man's brows were slightly furrowed, but at the moment when he lowered his head, the corners of his lips were raised before a smile could be drawn out, and a haze appeared under his lower eyelids, and his sharp-edged face became deeper and deeper under the gloomy complexion. .

He didn't say anything, but the temperature around him seemed to be pulled to a low point in an instant.

The person who was reporting also felt the sudden change of Mr. Qiao, half of a sentence was stuck in his throat and he dared not say it.

half an hour.

Qiao Nanqi picked up the phone, stood up, and said in a deep voice, "The meeting is over."

He left the meeting room first.

When I returned to the office on the top floor, there was no one in there, and the skylight diffused in from the floor-to-ceiling windows. The whole room was bright and bright, but it was also very empty.

The high-rises approaching the clouds can't see the lonely scenery of autumn, only the light-colored sky, and the clouds are unfolding bit by bit, stretching out of tune with the hustle and bustle of the ground.

Qiao Nanqi didn't give such a scene a look at all.

He sat down in front of the desk, put his phone on the table, turned on the screen, and watched the message from Zhao Rong.

He rarely stared at the chat box between him and Zhao Rong for such a long time.

Only young people who are in love will open the chat box and wait for the person on the other side to reply, and will hold the phone tightly while the heart is beating, looking at the motionless screen of the phone, nervous and looking forward to it.

Qiao Nanqi hardly had this kind of ignorant and impulsive adolescence, and he was never an ordinary person who needed to pursue others.He has never done anything like this.

But he stared straight at the two messages sent by Zhao Rong, as well as the two withdrawal reminders, for some time.

During the meeting, he caught a glimpse of Zhao Rong's name at the top of the message.

At that time, he thought—Zhao Rong came to explain the sudden disappearance of four or five days, and he should go home tonight.Maybe Lu Xingping is right, sometimes it's good to follow Zhao Rong.

Just as this idea sprouted, Qiao Nanqi looked down and saw the first message.

Zhao Rong couldn't come back.

A few days ago, Zhao Rong was still leaning against him in the bar smelling of alcohol, saying "I like you", but at this moment she suddenly couldn't say it back.

This sentence seems to have never existed in Qiao Nanqi's dictionary. Since he received Zhao Rong's inexplicable phone call at the age of 16, which he said was pressed randomly, and now more than ten years have passed, Qiao Nanqi has never thought about it. You will see such words from Zhao Rong.

He knew that Zhao Rong had been watching him.

I also know that Zhao Rong likes him very much.

He is also willing to give some space to Zhao Rong's liking, he thinks they are in a good state now, he will not blame Zhao Rong for the bad things of the Chen family, and Zhao Rong will not be with those who are raised outside Lovers are always vexatious and unsatisfactory.

Qiao Nanqi doesn't think that eternal love will exist, but at the moment, there is nothing wrong with leaving a place for Zhao Rong for the rest of his life.

During the meal, Sister Li asked several times "What time is Xiao Zhao going home?" Although Qiao Nanqi never answered directly, he would occasionally answer "later" lightly.

Two days ago, He Nan sarcastically satirized him for plotting against the Chen family, and said in alarmist terms that he might be plotted against by the people next to him because of his ruthlessness towards the Chen family. clear."

When Xia Yuantu repeatedly asked him about his future plans, all he thought was whether he should continue to keep Zhao Rong by his side.

Zhao Rong's voluntary departure is not an option at all.

But at this moment, this impossible option appeared.

Qiao Nanqi only felt a suffocation rushing up from nowhere, as if he was in a foggy jungle, and the storm was sweeping at this moment.

He attributed the emotion to anger.

It's like a domestic kitten has always been very good, but one day it suddenly refused to be hugged. He wanted to pick it up, but the kitten was not only disobedient, it turned around and scratched him.Very upset.

What the hell is Zhao Rong doing?

His hand on the side of the table slowly exerted force, and his fingertips tightly clasped the edge of the table.

He didn't see his expression until the screen turned off naturally, and the dark screen reflected light, slightly reflecting Qiao Nanqi's face and reflecting his expression at the moment.

There was a knock on the door.

"It's me." Xia Yuantu's voice.

Qiao Nanqi leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes slightly, and said in a low voice, "Come in."

Xia Yuantu opened the door and walked in.

He seemed frightened by Qiao Nanqi's expression, he hesitated in the footsteps after entering the door, and walked forward after a while.

Qiao Nanqi didn't open his eyes, but he could feel Xia Yuantu walking in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Xia Yuantu said, "Several people told me that you left during a meeting with an ugly face, which made people start to wonder if the company had any funding problems. Is there a funding problem? What's the matter?"

"That's why I dare to ask, Xiao Wu and the others are still sitting in the meeting room and don't know what to do."

Qiao Nanqi rubbed his temples, and said in a deep voice, "Let them go, and we'll open tomorrow."

"So what is it that makes you miss the Young Master Qiao's meeting?"

Qiao Nanqi glanced at him, was silent for a moment, and then said, "Zhao Rong hasn't been home for almost a week."

"Yo, strange, why, was his stupid cousin instigated against him?"

"You're fine, just go out."

"That doesn't seem to be the case. Did you ask him? He didn't tell you why?"

Qiao Nanqi fell silent.

Xia Yuantu nodded: "It seems that I have asked, but the result is not very good."

"..."

"Did I tell you why?"

"……No."

Said nothing.

It was precisely because there was no warning and no reason that Qiao Nanqi was a little irritable.

He didn't go home for four or five days, and he sent a message and said that he would not come back even more.

At this moment, Qiao Nanqi's phone on the table vibrated a few times.

He glanced at it immediately—it was Xiao Wu.

Qiao Nanqi didn't answer, and let the phone "buzz" there.

"I didn't tell you why." Xia Yuantu touched his chin, and seemed to be a little joking, "But I can't tell you back——Hey, your little one is arguing with you, right?"

The word "quarrel" seemed to affect Qiao Nanqi's mood more than "not coming back". The moment he heard it, his eyes turned cold a few degrees.

How could Zhao Rong quarrel with him.

How dare Zhao Rong quarrel with him.

Xia Yuantu was excited.

These people, being overwhelmed by Qiao Nanqi's excellence every day, can only have a little talk of their own on this kind of topic.No matter how low the air pressure Qiao Nanqi radiates is now, Xia Yuantu couldn't help but bemoan his mountain of experience.

He said: "At first, I wanted to say that I would advise you to just push the boat and let it go. Look at your expression..."

"It's just a quarrel. It's not that I haven't been in a relationship. Sometimes when I get emotional, it's normal to do something to threaten the other party. In fact, it's not serious. I just hope that the other party will give in. This kind of thing, don't look at it when you quarrel. Big, maybe I like it a lot.”

"He used to like you, so he definitely wouldn't disagree with small things. Didn't you tell me yesterday that Chen Zehe went to the doctor in a hurry these days, and found several people, but they were all rejected? They all went to the doctor in a hurry, Zhao Rong Ke is still the one who shares the bed with you, can Chen Zehe not look for him? He knows about the Chen family and thinks you are too ruthless, so he wants you to forgive him. After all, he and those people are family."

The "hum" ended with his voice.

It seemed that Xiao Wu had something to ask Qiao Nanqi for instructions. The call had just been automatically hung up, and Xiao Wu immediately called again.

Qiao Nanqi raised his hand and pressed the answer button.

"Sir," the other side was used to his speed of handling things, and spoke very fast, as if worried that he would hang up at any time, "You told me before that if Mr. Zhao didn't come to work in the company, he would keep his Position. He has come to the company now, but he went to the administrative side and asked him to clean up the shareholder’s office and not keep his previous position. The administrative person came to ask me what was going on, but I dare not Make your own decision, you see...?"

Qiao Nanqi wasn't in the mood to answer the phone at all, this call was answered on hands-free by sliding it open, and Xia Yuantu could hear it clearly.He looked at Qiao Nanqi, raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile, "Look, this is not here."

Qiao Nanqi closed his eyes.

He folded his hands together, lowered his head slightly, and his gloomy expression still eased a little—maybe it was because the phone call revealed Zhao Rong's movements.

Xiao Wu didn't get a response for a long time, so he called out tentatively, "Sir?"

Qiao Nanqi's eyes moved slightly.

He didn't listen to the question that Xiao Wu just cared about at all, he just asked: "Where is he now?"