After the flash marriage, it was discovered that her husband was the richest man

After breakfast, Song Kemu called.

Let An Xin go downstairs quickly, they are going to go to Rock's to try their luck, and whether they can make an appointment with Luo Huaiyuan to discuss cooperation with him.

An Xin talked to Lu Yinghuai, changed her clothes and hurried downstairs, Song Kemuyue's car just arrived. 【1】【6】【6】【Small】【Say】

After she left, Han Song came to give Lu Yinghuai a salute. He was a little surprised when he saw the man's new clothes, "Mr. Lu, don't you never wear ready-made clothes bought outside?"

Mr. Lu's clothes are all custom-made. In a well-known high-end custom studio, the fabrics used are all personally designated by Mr. Lu.

"This set...is different!" Lu Yinghuai buttoned up his suit and walked out.

Han Song trotted to keep up, "By the way, Mr. Lu, Miss Su came to see you last night."

Lu Yinghuai stopped, "Did you tell her that I was in Yuncheng?"

"No!" Han Song shook his head. It's not that he doesn't know how much Boss Lu annoys Miss Su, how could he report Boss Lu's itinerary to her, and it's not that he doesn't want to do it anymore.

Lu Yinghuai frowned, how did Su Ya know?

Is it really a coincidence? !

It doesn't matter if they happen to be in Yuncheng, and they also happen to meet in the same shopping mall.

He did not believe in such a coincidence.

"Go and find out, what is she doing in Yuncheng?"

"Yes."

Han Song left the salute behind and caught up with Lu Yinghuai, "Boss Lu, our next itinerary is..."

Here, Han Song is still reporting to Lu Yinghuai, and Song Kemu on the other end has already gone downstairs to the Rock Group with An Xin.

An Xin stood in the lobby and waited, while Song Kemu went to communicate with the front desk.

But obviously, without an appointment, there was no chance to see Luo Huaiyuan.

One minute later, Song Kemu came back with a disappointed face.

"Can't you?" An Xin was actually not surprised, but she still asked in a pretended concern.

"Well, I left a phone number and asked the front desk to make an appointment, but it's probably not very likely." Song Kemu didn't hide anything. After speaking, he glanced at An Xin, as if he wanted to ask her to think of a way.But thinking about her saying last night that she didn't have a chance to talk to the young master of the Luo family, there should be nothing she can do.

So he sighed, "Go back to the hotel first, I'll stay here and think of a way."

"I'll stay with you, two cobblers might be able to match Zhuge Liang, what can I think of?"

Although he knew that what he said might not really work, Song Kemu's words of reassurance still made Song Kemu's heart warm.

Comparing with Jianan who has been making troubles all the time, he seems to understand the reason why everyone in the company protects An Xin.

Even he subconsciously wants to protect An Xin.

The two sat down on the sofa in the Rock's lobby, An Xin took out the computer, and searched for some news about Rock's, to see if they could find a breakthrough from the side.

Song Kemu kept sending messages with his mobile phone, as if he was mobilizing his circle of friends to see if he could get Luo Huaiyuan's contact information.

Neither of them spoke, because they didn't make trouble, they just sat there quietly, so the front desk didn't care.

It's just that Xiao Ming, Luo Huaiyuan's assistant, raised his eyebrows when he called to ask her to deliver something, and Xiao Ming didn't take this matter to heart at all.

The two waited from morning to noon, but they didn't wait for the opportunity.

They were sitting close to the gate. Although the heating was turned on in the hall, there were people coming in and out all the time. The sensor door was opened and closed, and the cold wind kept blowing in.

An Xin sat all morning, her hands and feet were cold and her head was a little heavy.

At noon, I even started to feel chills in bursts.She suspected that she had a fever, so she raised her hand to touch it. Because the temperature on her hand was too low, it was so cold that she couldn't help shivering.

Song Kemu noticed and looked up, only to realize that her complexion was not very good-looking, and frowned worriedly, "Why is your complexion so ugly and uncomfortable?"

"I don't know, I seem to have a fever." An Xin's tone was uncertain, she raised her hand and put it on her forehead, but she still didn't feel the temperature, "It should be my illusion."

Song Kemu had been concentrating on mobilizing interpersonal relationships, trying to find a way to contact Luo Huaiyuan, so he didn't feel much.

At this moment, someone just went out, the sensor door opened, and a gust of cold wind blew in his face, he saw An Xin shivering, and then he realized that he was sitting here, in a state of alternating hot and cold, and his face darkened immediately, " Why didn’t you tell me earlier if you were uncomfortable, let’s go, I’ll take you to the hospital.”

"It's okay, Director, I'm just..." Before An Xin finished speaking, Song Kemu pulled her up by the arm.

Sudden dizziness...An Xin's legs gave way and she was about to fall to the ground.

Song Kemu was startled, "An Xin, what's wrong with you, An Xin? Are you all right?"

It was lunch time, the employees of the Rock's Corporation went downstairs to eat one after another, and hurried over when they heard the commotion, and seeing An Xin like this, someone took out their mobile phone and called 120.

Someone also leaned over to touch An Xin's forehead, the temperature of the tentacles was frighteningly hot, "It's so hot, she has a fever."

Jiang Xin hurried out of the elevator and saw a group of people gathered by the door.

A girl could be vaguely seen lying on the ground, and people around her were chattering, as if saying that she had a fever.

Jiang Xin frowned, and said to the assistant beside him, "Go and see, what's going on?"

The assistant hurried over and came back soon, "Vice President, it was an employee of a company called Senzhou who came to talk to President Luo about cooperation. He had a fever and passed out."

Jiang Xin's heart skipped a beat, thinking of the soft and tender little white rabbit-like An Xin last night, she asked afterwards that she was an employee of Senzhou.

"What's your name?" Jiang Xin asked eagerly.

The assistant froze for a moment before realizing, "It seems to be... An Xin."

When Jiang Xin heard this, she hurried over on her high heels.

The assistant ran over behind him, shouting as he ran, "Come on, let's go, let's go, the vice president is here."

The onlookers hurried out of the way, Jiang Xin went in unimpeded, and saw An Xin lying in the arms of a man with a pale face, she seemed to have been struggling to stand up, but after trying several times, she slipped again because of her weak body.

"What's going on?" Jiang Xin knelt down beside her and reached out to touch her forehead.

An Xin opened her eyes in a daze, and saw a beautiful and sassy strong woman squatting beside her with a concerned expression.

"It seems that I sat at the door all morning and caught a cold from blowing too much cold wind." The front desk knew that An Xin had sat here all morning, so he hurriedly said.

Jiang Xin looked up at Song Kemu, "Are you her colleague? I happen to be going to the hospital, so take her with me and follow me."

"Vice President, I just called 120..." the person who just called said.

Jiang Xin frowned, "120 comes and goes to waste time, hurry up, don't ink."

Song Kemu quickly hugged An Xin, followed Jiang Xin to the parking lot, got in her car and drove towards the hospital.