Looking for Love and Marriage: Mr. President Forgive Me

The old man ordered a large table full of dishes, and took out two bottles of Lafite [-], and everyone chatted while eating.

Naturally, An Tianyu didn't drink alcohol, and used drinks instead.

On such occasions, Ms. Fang talked a lot: "I think the old man looks very familiar, I must have seen you somewhere before."

The old man smiled: "This is the first time I have come to China, how could I have seen it, Ms. Fang must have made a mistake. But my former friends said that I look like a deceased famous movie star. I think you have seen it too. The movie star."

Miss Fang nodded: "Oh, there is such a possibility."

An Tianyu looked at the old man: "You just said that you are in the same business as me, so what industry did you work in before, and were you also a luxury product?"

The old man nodded: "I have some contact with it."

An Tianyu smiled: "In recent years, the market competition has become more and more fierce, and this business is also difficult."

The old man seemed to be able to drink quite well. After two glasses of red wine, his face did not change color and his heart beat: "Yeah, so I have retired to the second line now. When I am old, I have lost my desire to compete for fame and fortune. It would be nice to have a bowl of rice.”

Seeing that there was only half a bottle of red wine left on the table, he greeted the waiter outside the door: "Waiter, have another bottle of red wine."

There was a door, the waiter couldn't hear the voice inside, so he opened the door: "Sir, what do you want?"

Without waiting for the old man to say anything, An Tianyu took the first step: "Everyone is almost done drinking, let's forget about the wine, and, Ms. Fang and the others have to work later..."

Ellie agreed: "Yeah, I'm dizzy now, I really can't drink any more."

Hearing what they said, the old man stopped insisting and sent the waiter away.

Then, everyone chatted and ate.

Ms. Fang asked with a smile: "Mr. How long do you plan to stay in China this time? There are many places of interest here. Since you are here, you should visit them all."

However, for some reason, the old man didn't answer her.

She was a little surprised, and when she looked up, she couldn't help but change her expression: "What's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, the old man's face was pale, his brows were furrowed tightly, beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, and he was stroking his chest with one hand, looking extremely painful.

An Tianyu hurriedly stood up: "What's wrong with you, is it your heart or..."

Because Mr. Qi had a heart attack back then, An Tianyu knew that if he had a heart attack, he had to take the medicine in time, and it was usually too late to send him to the hospital.

Patients with a history of heart disease will also bring their own medicines such as Jiuxin Pills.

But if it's another disease, it's better to talk about it.

The old man was still conscious, he shook his head: "It's a stomach problem, take me to the hospital."

Over there, Miss Fang has already called for an ambulance.

Then about half an hour later, the ambulance arrived, and everyone sent the old man to the hospital.

After a routine examination, the doctor came to the conclusion that the old man already had a gastric ulcer, and recently he was stimulated one after another, so the disease relapsed. Of course, there is no major problem. He needs to be hospitalized for a few days, and he should be fine. up.

After the old man took the drip, he soon fell into a drowsy sleep.

Because there were special guards indoors, An Tianyu and Ms. Fang went outside. Ms. Fang frowned: "I know I'm not in good health, but I still drink alcohol. I just saw him like that, but it scared me a lot."

An Tianyu smiled: "He doesn't seem to be seriously ill. He usually drinks alcohol. This time, he just got sick because of drinking too often."

Miss Fang said again: "I don't know why, I always think he looks familiar, and he said he looks like a dead star, why can't I remember which star it is."

An Tianyu looked at the foreigners who came from far and near at the elevator entrance at the end of the corridor: "He is clearly deceiving, deliberately concealing his identity. I think he must not be an ordinary person."

Miss Fang followed her gaze: "It seems that you are right..."

The foreigners with yellow hair and blue eyes soon arrived in front of them, and then looked at the house number behind them: "Mr. Charmain is in this ward, did you call me earlier? "

Ms. Fang opened her mouth wide in surprise: "Mr. Charmain, you mean the one in the ward is Charmain...I said he looks so familiar, so it's him?"

An Tianyu's expression was calm, and he stepped aside: "Yes, the doctor has checked him, and he's fine now, put him on an IV."

Someone pushed the door and entered the ward, while a tall man stayed outside: "May I ask you two ladies, why did Mr. Charmain suddenly become ill? Where did you meet him?"

An Tianyu recounted what happened: "I'm really sorry, we didn't know that he had a history of stomach problems, so we didn't stop him from drinking. We have a certain responsibility for this matter."

The tall man smiled: "You are not responsible for this matter. It is Mr. He is too stubborn. He has always been very casual and doesn't care about his own body. Thank you for sending him to the hospital. Please leave a contact information, please." ?”

An Tianyu glanced at Miss Fang, and held the hand she was about to take out the business card from her pocket: "That's unnecessary, we have something to go back first."

She pulled Miss Fang to leave.

The man hurriedly took out his business card: "Wait a minute, this is my business card, if you need help with anything in the future, you can contact me."

An Tianyu took the business card in his hand, thanked him, then turned and left.

When the two of them got into the elevator, Miss Fang couldn't help but said, "Why are you stopping me? That's Charmain. I thought he might be needed in the future."

An Tianyu tore up the business card in his hand: "You are in Cao Ying and your heart is in Han, it's not worth it."

Ms. Fang was stunned for a moment: "What is it that you are in Cao Ying and your heart is in Han? I don't understand what you are saying."

An Tianyu smiled: "As far as I know, this Mr. Charmain is Han Meng's guest, and the two of them had a good night last night. He is from the Han family, and you are from HSBC , but also want to try to have an intersection with him, you are not in Cao Ying, what is your heart in Han?"

Ms. Fang's face was a bit ugly: "Why is this happening? That Han Meng is really capable, and he can even invite him, so powerful."

An Tianyu sighed: "This opponent is strong enough, we at HSBC will be busy again."

Miss Fang smiled and said, "Although I say that, I think that even if Han Meng invites this boss to join him, he will definitely not be our opponent."

"I hope so." An Tianyu changed the subject: "By the way, Ms. Fang, I heard that the company recently re-signed some models. Are you one of them?"

Ms. Fang nodded: "The benefits offered to us by extending the contract are very high, so I didn't resist the temptation, so I signed for another five years. I still want to ask you, why did Mr. Qi do this?"

An Tianyu replied: "I'll tell you, but you don't want to tell others. Tianchen's doing this is tantamount to investing in a disguised form. The people who extended the contract are all models he thinks have great potential. Imagine three years from now If half of these people are popular, then even if they are willing to stay at HSBC, they will need to pay a high fee, but if they sign up now, the fee will be much lower."

Miss Fang smiled and said, "But what if you make a wrong bet? Then the loss is not small."

An Tianyu shook his head: "Some bets may be wrong, but it is impossible to be wrong completely, we still have to settle the score."

Ms. Fang hesitated for a moment: "But even if someone becomes popular, they just leave as soon as they say it. At that time, liquidated damages are just a drop in the bucket for them."

An Tianyu shook his head: "Didn't you read those contracts carefully? As far as I know, the liquidated damages indicated in the contract are different from the general breach of contract. It's not less than ten or a hundred times higher."

Miss Fang frowned: "I didn't look very carefully at the time... Hearing what you said, I felt that I seemed to be cheated by you."

An Tianyu shook his head: "What you said is wrong. No one forced you to sign the contract at that time. You can only blame yourself for being too vague."

Miss Fang sighed: "That's true..."

……

When Han Meng arrived at the hospital, it was already dusk.

When she entered the ward, she saw Charlemagne leaning on the bed, being fed by his attendants.

He looked a little pale, but in good spirits.

Han Meng went to the window and took the porridge bowl from the attendant's hand: "I'll come."

The follower glanced at Charlemagne, then turned and retreated.

Han Meng handed the spoon to the old man, and said, "I was terrified when I received the news. Why did I suddenly get sick? Didn't I feel fine yesterday?"

Charlemagne smiled: "My old bones, how can I stand the toss?"

Han Meng said, "You're not blaming me, are you? Don't pretend that I don't know why you are in the hospital. It's because of alcohol stimulation, not for other reasons."

Charlemagne said: "Just now you asked me why I suddenly fell ill, so you asked knowingly. You have already asked the doctor about my cause, right?"

Han Meng smiled: "Nothing can be hidden from your eyes... So I said, you actually know what happened last night, but you just want to play tricks with me, get cheap, and then you don't have to take responsibility. push it all over me..."

Charlemagne laughed loudly: "So, you should know that I'm not someone you can count on, so don't think about it with me in the future."

Han Meng sighed: "I know, I won't dare again in the future, but isn't it a bit inappropriate for a big man like you to haggle over every detail with a girl like me?"

Charlemagne said with a smile: "Why is it not suitable? With a cunning girl like you, how can I not care about it? Could it be that you let me be tightly tied and let you slaughter me?"

Han Meng sighed: "That's really hard to say, I don't have that kind of ambition, and even if I do, I don't have the guts, okay?"