What the hell did the fiance do wrong! [Quick Transmigration]

After a long hug, Chu Zheng stared fixedly at the person in front of him, almost obsessively tracing his slightly gentle eyebrows: He really doesn't understand what this person is thinking, if he really wants to leave him , Can you just betray more simply, at least in this way, when the day you lose it, you can also make yourself mentally prepared, so that you won't be caught off guard and feel heartache.

It is this kind of silent and gentle moistening things, like a net that binds the prey little by little, so that I am willing to catch it without a fight, no matter how difficult it is to struggle to escape.

After the disagreement this time passed, both of them tacitly pretended nothing had happened. This page was like a certain day in the calendar was flipped lightly, as if no trace was left behind.

But Chu Zheng knew in his heart that something was still different.

These unrevealed questions will not disappear because of my evasive attitude.

Just like a crater about to erupt, there is a more terrifying boiling suppressed under the calm surface.

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After the tacit end of this topic that day, the two continued to be calm for a few days. Qiao Yiran still maintained the habit of visiting the hospital after finishing work, until Chu Zheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and chose to leave the hospital.

There are too many jobs accumulated in the company, and not all of these jobs can be easily handled by mail. No matter how much he can't bear this warm moment, he has to be discharged from the hospital.

Chu, the president's office on the 32nd floor.

There are huge floor-to-ceiling windows in this office, overlooking the whole city from here, pedestrians and vehicles appear extremely small, and high-rise buildings in the distance rise from the ground, depending on the mountains.Farther away is the estuary. The vast river stretches as far as the eye can see, and the vast expanse of whiteness seems to have no end in sight.

Chu Zheng resumed work on the first day. After signing more than a dozen documents in a row in the morning, Secretary Zhao walked in with a stack of photos.

Chu Zheng put the black signature pen in his hand on the table, and signaled Secretary Zhao to speak up if he had something to say.

When Secretary Zhao thought of the heavy investigation results in his hand, he really felt like a hot potato, neither let it go nor let it go.

Thinking that he had been tangled in the secretary's room downstairs for two hours before, Secretary Zhao handed over the investigation materials to Chu Zheng as if he was dying: "Mr. Chu, this is the result of the investigation on Qiao Yiran and Chu Rongxuan."

Hearing this report all of a sudden, Chu Zheng was taken aback.

The harmony of the past few days has almost made him throw this matter to the deepest part of his mind—or perhaps subconsciously, he just wants to keep this matter completely dusty and doesn't want to mention it at all.

Chu Zheng hesitated for a while, then stretched out his hand and began to look through the pile of photos that Secretary Zhao handed over.

In the photos are scenes of Qiao Yiran and Chu Rongxuan talking happily.

Chu Zheng quickly flipped through a few photos, some were in restaurants with ambiguous lighting, and some were at receptions where the drinks were mixed together. The eyes of the two met at a glance, and there was a tacit understanding, which showed that they had known each other for a long time.

Chu Zheng's hand unconsciously squeezed the photo tightly, and his knuckles turned white because of too much force.

Looking at Chu Zheng's expression, Secretary Zhao added cautiously: "Qiao Yiran and Chu Rongxuan seem to be acquaintances from old times, but it seems that the relationship between them has not surpassed this level."

Of course, Secretary Zhao did not go beyond this level of relationship, which means that he did not find evidence of other relationships between the two. After all, how could a shrewd person like Chu Rongxuan allow himself to fall into an affair with his brother's fiancé? In the middle of the scandal?But this doesn't mean that Qiao Yiran's behavior didn't deviate from anything.

Chu Zheng pressed his temple very tiredly: "Understood, you go back first."

Secretary Zhao resigned tactfully, and when he walked to the corridor outside, he also kindly persuaded the director of the marketing department who came up to report to dismiss: "Mr. You should come back another day."

The two looked at each other with sympathy, and forced themselves downstairs.

Chu Zheng scattered the stack of photos on the table and stared at them for a long time.As if to burn a hole in the stack of photos.

It's like a prisoner awaiting trial who finally breathes a sigh of relief when the second boot finally hits the ground—no more day and night worries.

At the same time, another kind of deep pain emerged from the bottom of his heart. It may be that the relationship between them these few days has been too peaceful. The heart of avoidance.

No one disturbed the president's office, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop on the ground.

Chu Zheng got up irritably and walked around a few times, finally opened the locker that was put aside, and silently lit a cigarette.

The gray smoke spreads everywhere, and the taste of the smoke entering the throat is so spicy that it is choking.

The cell phone that he had casually placed on the table rang suddenly.

That string of familiar phone numbers was Qiao Yiran's call.

Chu Zheng didn't know what kind of mood he was in, so he pressed the answer button.

Qiao Yiran's voice with a deep smile slid past his ears, and the way he relaxed and spoke was always so gentle and seductive: "Why, you have been discharged from the hospital today? Secretary Zhao has already told me."

Chu Zheng's voice was hoarse and dry: "Well, I came to Chu's today, and I go to work normally."

Qiao Yiran heard that his body had fully recovered, so he relaxed a little: "That's good, it's better to go to the hospital as little as possible."

Pausing for a while, Qiao Yiran seemed to think of something again, and added: "However, you also need to pay attention to your living habits. Even if you work a lot of overtime, you must remember to eat on time. I will ask Secretary Zhao to remind you."

Chu Zheng didn't know why at this time, he could still laugh at Yan Yan and say such words of concern naturally, so bright and aboveboard, as if there had never been any calculations or quarrels between them.

How could he do this!

Chu Zheng no longer knew how to answer him.

He paused for a long time before finally squeezing out an "um" from his throat.

Qiao Yiran asked him a little strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Zheng rubbed his temples hard, took a deep breath, and finally said calmly: "It's okay, where are you going tonight? I have something to ask you."

Qiao Yiran thought for a while, and answered him: "Today I'm going to attend the production team's wrap-up banquet, so I should be going home late."

Finally hung up the call with difficulty, Chu Zheng felt as if a whole year had passed.

After the call was over, he threw the phone away casually, leaned on his leather seat and stared blankly.

Ten minutes later, Secretary Zhao, who had gone out before, hurriedly left and returned.

He resolutely knocked on the door of the president's office: Although he knew that President Chu would not be in a good mood at this time, the sudden emergency made him have to add fuel to the fire.

Before Chu Zheng opened the door, Secretary Zhao had silently imagined his 100 ways to die, and his heart was filled with a tragic mood: Thanks to myself, I always felt confident that I could pinpoint the pulse of President Chu. , it is estimated that after this time, he should have completely angered the boss and be sent to the border.

Chu Zheng's office is still as neat and deserted as before, and it doesn't look like anyone has lost his temper in it.

Secretary Zhao walked into the door tremblingly, and he asked about the faint smell of cigarettes: To be honest, he has been with President Chu for five or six years, and this is the first time he knows that President Chu actually smokes.

Chu Zheng frowned, and asked him with serious eyes: "What else do you need?"

The implication is, don't bother me if you have nothing else to do.

Secretary Zhao's heart was in a free fall: it's over, it's over, it seems that Mr. Chu is not in a bad mood as usual.

In his heart, he dragged Qiao Yiran out and shot him. He shot him a hundred times: Qiao Yiran, Qiao Yiran, you said that if you really want to rely on Mr. Chu to take over, you can't do things more cleanly?While coaxing Mr. Chu to his head in this room, he dared to hook up with Mr. Chu and his younger brother in the other room. He is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, so bold!

Now that I have to come here to wipe the ass of this kind of person, Secretary Zhao feels sad when he thinks about it: I am really unlucky!He just wants to be his assistant to the president well and keep this job with an annual salary of one million. Why is life so difficult! ! !

Secretary Zhao couldn't bear to close his eyes, with a sad and sad face: "Mr. Chu, something happened now. The island project we cooperated with Daniel's family had a problem during the last bidding. The bidding was won by the Raymond Company, and now the Daniel family thinks that we leaked the bid price, and their representatives are furious."

Hearing that the project that was originally a surefire project fell in the final bidding process, Chu Zheng also had to frown: "What's the matter? I didn't want to make much money from this project, but mainly wanted to open up the cooperation with the Daniel family. Lu Zi, the joint offer between our two companies is not small, and it should already be the limit number."

Secretary Zhao didn't dare to look at Chu Zheng's face at all now. He lowered his head and stretched out a finger tremblingly: "Mr. Chu, Raymond's quotation is 1 dollars lower than ours."

This time, Chu Zheng's complexion completely sank, as gloomy as the sky about to have a rainstorm.

The whole process of bidding was handled by the people sent by the Chu Corporation. The result that appeared now was a blatant mockery. Even a fool would know that someone from the company must have leaked the secret.

Today's bad news came one after another. Chu Zheng took a deep breath and calmed himself down. His voice was cold, but he didn't get angry: "Go and find out who it is."

Secretary Zhao bit the bullet, and said the news he wanted to report the most this time: "After our bid is produced, it is strictly confidential. Except for the project team, there are only Xiao Wang and me in the secretariat. Handled it, and Qiao Yiran came to the CEO's office that day."

Chu Zheng's voice was low, unable to distinguish between emotions and anger: "In other words, he is also suspected."

Secretary Zhao replied cautiously: "Although in principle, the document is sealed and it is impossible for him to see it, but in theory, he is also one of the suspicious candidates who entered and exited the president's office that day. The most important thing is that he and Chu Rongxuanzhi There is an unknown connection between them. Speaking of which, Chu Rongxuan is the person who despises you the most in the entire Chu family. Since he had such a secret connection with Qiao Yiran before, with his kind of joke There is no reason for him not to use the style of conspiracy and scheming."

Chu Zheng finally rubbed his forehead wearily: "Understood, you should check the situation first."

After a pause, he added: "Before the results come out, first suspend Qiao Yiran's access authority."

Secretary Zhao tactfully withdrew with the task, leaving the room quiet and cold.

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Qiao Yiran's wrap-up banquet didn't end early this time, and the crew was not big. Qiao Yiran thought that Chu Zheng still had something to do with him tonight, so he found a reason with the crew and left early.

When Qiao Yiran returned to the door of his apartment and entered the password to open the door, he keenly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in the dark room - although he drank a few glasses tonight, it didn't seem to be so strong, right?

Qiao Yiran turned on the light in the living room suspiciously, and saw Chu Zheng sitting upright on the sofa in the middle of the living room, which shocked him.

Qiao Yiran caressed his heart, which was still a little bit scared, and teased him with a smile: "So it's you, why don't you turn on the lights when you go home? I thought it was a thief in the house."

Chu Zheng's voice was very low, but the deep anger in his tone was hardly concealed. Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth: "Everyone goes home without turning on the lights? Except for me, who else? anyone?"

Qiao Yiran was really caught by this question: recently, he and Chu Zheng got along more and more easily, causing him to sometimes relax his vigilance in front of this person.When he was in his original world, there was a boy who often came to their house to drink and go crazy because of a broken relationship. Today, when he saw Chu Zheng doing this, he said the wrong thing in a hurry.

Qiao Yiran was racking his brains to think about how to bring this topic to an end, when Chu Zheng spoke suddenly, his tone was terribly cold, bringing endless coldness in this slightly chilly night: "You I don't need to think about how to explain it anymore, it's just that... I'm busy, I'm not interested in listening to these excuses."

Qiao Yiran frowned slowly: "What's wrong with you tonight? Something happened to the company? You talked like you were eating..."

From an angle that Qiao Yiran couldn't see, Chu Zheng clenched his fists hard, the faintly white knuckles showed how hard he was trying to restrain his emotions, so as not to explode on the spot.

Qiao Yiran took two steps forward, trying to see what was going on with Chu Zheng, but Chu Zheng stood up suddenly.

Qiao Yiran froze in place as he stepped forward, watching Chu Zheng take out a stack of photos and throw them on the coffee table in the living room.

Chu Zheng crossed his arms in a rather arrogant and condescending posture, trying to arm himself in this way, his eyes seemed to be frozen: "Tell me, what is the relationship between you and him? "

The author has something to say: Tonight at [-]:[-] there will be more drops, so I will show my heart to everyone~

Don't worry, our Qiao Qiao is a tenth-level Shunmao skill player!It will be very gentle!

感谢在2020-01-0922:01:16~2020-01-1117:44:09期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: so because of 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigate the nutrient solution: so because of 50 bottles; 3 bottles in three provinces;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!