Exciting game!Plutocrat Bo Ye can't afford it

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The Friday Jewelery Show was held as scheduled at the London Building.

good results.

The evening ended successfully.

In the evening, the logistics department is arranging the bus and plane for all the staff to return to the capital tomorrow.Sheng Xia read the WeChat message, and replied like other colleagues: "Got it."

After returning home, she put down her phone and continued to work on her laptop.

Summarize the situation of today's jewelry exhibition into a table.

Add important notes.

After finishing everything, she sent the form document to Quan Jingzhou's WeChat, "Mr. Quan, this is the whole content of this jewelry exhibition. I will classify them according to the degree of preference of the consumer group. The next quarter's sales At the right time, you can accurately target groups to publish advertisements and sell them.”

As the boss, Mr. Quan responded to messages very quickly.

During Sheng Xia's time as his secretary, basically when she sent a message, the other party would reply in seconds, and even later, within 2 minutes.

Tonight was different.

The chat box on the screen was silent, only a document she sent plus a comment.

It has been 10 minutes since it was delivered.

Sheng Xia thought he was going to take a shower at this point, so he didn't think much about it.Pulling out the chair, he got up and went to the bathroom to wash up.Half an hour later, she came out in her pajamas, went to the desk and checked the message, but still didn't reply.

what happened?

The woman frowned slightly, feeling a little uneasy.

She exited the WeChat interface and pressed Quan Jingzhou's mobile phone number in the dialing area. Just when she was hesitating whether to make a call, the other party called her first.

Without any thought, Sheng Xia slid the green button to answer the call.

She put the phone to her ear: "Jing... Mr. Quan."

"Ah."

He has a low voice.

His tone seemed to be different from usual, but he only hummed for a moment, and Sheng Xia couldn't quite hear it.

She continued: "I summarized the situation of today's jewelry exhibition into a table and sent it to your WeChat. Today's exhibition was very successful, and the company's new product sales in the next quarter will definitely not be low."

"Hickey."

This address came to Sheng Xia's ears through the telephone line, and she was stunned.

After she left London three years ago, even after Quan Jingzhou found out who she was under this face, he never called her Nancy. He respected her and called her Midsummer.

Maybe it's been too long.

Or maybe this nickname has occupied her life for more than ten years, and the sense of familiarity is engraved in her bones.

Sheng Xia's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the hand holding the phone unconsciously tightened.

She opened her lips and was about to reply, when she heard the other party say again: "I saw the document and the message, I will reply to you on WeChat later."

"Ok."

At this moment, Sheng Xia clearly noticed that his tone was wrong.

Talk lightly.

Not as loud as usual.

"Mr. Quan, are you feeling unwell? Your voice seems a little soft."

"Well, a cold."

"It's been rainy and cold in London recently, so I need to wear more clothes." Sheng Xia gave an extra instruction.

"You too."

The phone hung up at this point.

It's on Quan Jingzhou's side.

Sheng Xia took the phone away from his ear after the beep, and glanced at the screen that returned to the main interface.Just when she was wondering, a new message came in from WeChat, Quan Jingzhou's reply.

"Bad signal."

"It's okay." She replied.

A line of small words appeared on the screen in the next second: "The other party has received the file."

Afterwards, the two talked for a while about the jewelry exhibition. Quan Jingzhou said that she was careful and did a good job in all aspects.She responded modestly and politely.

After the work topic ended, Sheng Xia sent another message: "Mr. Quan, it's getting late, go to bed early, don't deal with work if you have a cold and are in poor health."

The other party replied: "Well, you also go to bed earlier."

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The next day.

Midsummer checked out of the hotel with the Nancy Group troops, and took the bus to the airport.

Before boarding the plane, she called Butler Quan.

He said that the plane would take off in half an hour, and he would call him to report his safety after landing in the capital.

I don't know if it was her illusion.

Butler Quan's voice was also weird, a little hoarse, inexplicably haggard, as if his voice was too hoarse from grief.The other party said that she heard it wrong, and that it was the traditional Chinese medicine that made his throat sore.

Afterwards, Steward Quan told her many small things one after another, and Sheng Xia stopped paying attention to his voice.

After returning to the capital, Sheng Xia went to and from get off work as usual.

It's just that she didn't see Quan Jingzhou this week. She was the only private secretary in the chairman's office, and the boss was nowhere to be seen in the company. He didn't come back from London.

Xia Feng didn't come back either.

There was a torrential rain on Friday afternoon, and the rain continued, and it was still falling when I got off work.

Sheng Xia sorted out the files on the desktop and turned off the computer.He picked up his bag and mobile phone and left the office. When he closed the door, he subconsciously glanced at the boss' desk and chair in the center.

Empty.

She retracted her gaze and walked along the corridor towards the elevator.

Looking down at her phone while walking, she would send important work and reports to Quan Jingzhou's WeChat, and the other party would reply in seconds. He only replied to her about the next quarter's jewelry advertisement half an hour ago.

"Secretary Sheng."

Someone from behind called her.

Sheng Xia stopped in front of the elevator, turned her head and looked back, it was the secretary's old face.Since the dismissal of Secretary-General Sister Wang, the people in charge of the secretary have been very polite to her, and there has been no more intrigue.

The woman with yellow hair caught up to her and handed her a document.

"Secretary Sheng, this is the president who will come to the company tomorrow. Take a look at her profile. From now on, you will be her chief secretary and help her manage the company's affairs."

Hearing this, Sheng Xia frowned.

She reached out to take the document, lowered her head and turned to the first page. Hao Ran saw the words on it: "Wang Wei, CEO of Nancy Group Trust, is 45 years old and used to be the regional president of the New York branch of Quan's Consortium."

Is a very good leader.

but--

Sheng Xia looked up, "Is Mr. Quan not coming to the company?"

The yellow-haired woman nodded, "Yes, the boss has returned to the London headquarters, and he will never come to the company again. Mr. Xia gave me these materials 10 minutes ago, and I will pass them on to you."

It took a long time to hear Sheng Xia's reply, and the woman with yellow hair called her a few times without responding.

She leaned closer and called her again: "Secretary Sheng?"

Midsummer came back to his senses.

She froze for a moment, then nodded: "I see, please send me the materials."

"You're welcome!"

Sheng Xia took the elevator downstairs and clocked out of get off work in the lobby on the first floor.When she reached the door, the security guard handed her an umbrella: "Miss Sheng, the road is slippery in rainy days. Be careful on your way home."

She was a little dazed.

It took a few seconds to hear from the security guard.

Sheng Xia took the umbrella with both hands, raised her lips and nodded: "Well, you guys have dinner earlier when you work in the evening shift."

She opened the umbrella, subconsciously wrapped the coat wrapped around her body with the cool wind blowing on her face, and then walked into the rain screen.

The rain 'slapped' against the umbrella surface.

Shengxia walked to the bus stop as usual and waited for the No. 21 bus.She takes this bus every day on weekdays, and basically waits for about 5 minutes before the bus will arrive.

"There was a car accident on the viaduct on the Baiyun section."

"It's all blocked there. Only the No. 1 bus that doesn't pass through the Baiyun section will come. The rest of the buses won't be able to pass. Let's walk home."

"It's raining too much and my clothes are all wet when I walk back. Let's take a taxi from Gaode map."

Hearing the conversation of the people beside him, Sheng Xia tiptoed to look at the center of the street, and indeed did not see a bus, private cars and taxis also came from the corner road.

She turned her head and glanced at the electronic display board in the bus station again.

More than a dozen vehicles showed that they could not connect to the signal and could not arrive at the bus stop within the stipulated time.

Let's take a taxi.

Now there is no need to raise money for Quan Yan's treatment, no need to worry that he will need a large amount of money temporarily for surgery, and she doesn't have to save so much money anymore.

Sheng Xia took out her mobile phone, clicked on Gaode map and prepared to enter the address of her home.

at this time.

There was the sound of cars passing by the rainy street in the distance, and she looked up instinctively, and saw the familiar No. 21 bus slowly entering the bus stop.

"Didn't it mean that there was a car accident on the Baiyun Road section, and all the cars passing through the Baiyun Road section couldn't drive?"

"How did the No. 21 bus come here?"

"That's right! No other car came here, but No. 21 came here on time. It's strange."

Sheng Xia listened.

Waiting for the bus to pull over and stop, she held an umbrella and walked to the front door of the bus.

The cause of the accident was that the buses couldn’t come. Many people waited for an hour before seeing the No. 21 bus. Even if the bus couldn’t go directly to their destination, everyone rushed to get on the bus, preparing to leave here first and then get off on the road. to transfer.

Seeing the crowded crowd, Sheng Xia didn't fight with them.

She stood aside holding an umbrella, planning to wait until they were almost all in the car before she got on.Anyway, there are only four stops, and after a while, we will arrive at the door of the house.

No. 21 car stopped and did not open the door.

Many people gathered at the front door, some muttering about the driver.Under the gaze of everyone, the driver drove the car forward and stopped in front of Sheng Xia.

Sheng Xia was slightly startled: "..."

The next second the car door opened, she glanced at the chasing passengers from the corner of her eye, then got in the car and scanned the code.When entering the car, she thanked the driver.

She found a seat near the door and sat down.

Passengers boarded the train one after another, and the empty carriages gradually filled up.

"Really!"

"What's the matter with this driver? After stopping at the station, he drove forward again. What is he doing?"

"I could have been the first to come up and sit down, but now I can only stand."

"Yes! Are you playing tricks?"

A few women in the crowd were complaining, complained a few words and then stopped talking.

Someone in the front row is curious.

Before the car started, he chatted with the driver: "Master, there was a traffic jam on the Baiyun road section, and other buses couldn't get through. Why did you come here?"

The driver closes the front and rear doors.

Before starting the car, he replied: "I came here from the roundabout expressway."

"Master is still smart!"

"Hey, don't the buses of the transportation company have to follow the established route? Master, won't you be fined for turning around like this?"

"The other No. 21 buses will, but this No. 5 bus at 21 o'clock every day will not."

"Why? Is there such a rule?"

"I don't know, it's the first time I drive this time today. It is said that a big boss has chartered the 5 o'clock bus with the company to pick up his wife from get off work."

"So no matter whether it is windy, rainy or thundering and lightning, it is not a problem to have a traffic accident on any road section. The No. 5 bus at 21 o'clock in the afternoon will arrive at this bus station on time."

As soon as the driver's words came out, everyone in the car talked about it.

Young people are lamenting the love of the big boss.

Only Sheng Xia, who was sitting by the window, fell silent, with her feet firmly pressed against the floor.Light-white fingers grasped the bag, slowly grasping it tightly.

After she joined Nancy Group, bus No. 21 was never late every day.

Even if she was late, it was because she was late for get off work.Anyway, as long as she reaches the bus platform, bus No. 2 will arrive in 21 minutes.

And every time the car is empty.

She can sit in the seat and get home safely every day.

As if thinking of the answer, Sheng Xia's eyes flickered a few times.She lowered her eyes, focused on her trembling fingers, and curled her fingertips again.

No way--

But if it wasn't for him, Sheng Xia would never have thought of anyone who would charter a car.

On the eve of getting off the bus, Sheng Xia sent Su Ruan a message: "Ruan Ruan, can you help me check the information of the No. 21 bus of the Beijing bus company at 5 o'clock in the afternoon?"