Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

After another strong cold air from Siberia swept across the plains and hills, Yancheng completely entered the cold winter season.

The deep night shrouded the avenue extending in all directions, and the busy traffic gradually gathered into a flashing torrent, flowing hurriedly in the night.The meeting hall on the top floor of Huo's Building is also brightly lit, just facing the bright light of the tower on the other side of the river.

Strictly speaking, this should be regarded as a coffee break in the middle of the meeting, but the atmosphere in the hall is still far from relaxed. Everyone sitting around looked solemn, and they were all discussing in low voices.

Wang Minlu from the project department handed a stack of documents to the man in front of the desk, "Mr. Huo, Chiyu accepts a comprehensive rectification, but I hope you will let go of the three-year authority in New Devore."

"The New Deal has been implemented, and what he thought about before is all waste paper." Huo Cheng's face was indifferent, and the light flashed in the bottom of his deep eyes, no emotion could be seen, "I can't even detect the direction of the wind. Talk about terms?"

The affairs behind Chi Yu are very complicated, everyone can see that this offended person has been liquidated, so ordinary people dare not help at all, for fear that if they are careless, they will cause a mess.

Huo Cheng is full of confidence, as long as he wants, he can intervene at will and even protect it.

But he is a capitalist and not a philanthropist, but it is his greatest mercy to carve up the past.

Hearing this, Wang Minlu timely reminded: "The Sodir Gallery has a very close relationship with them...."

Sodir's reputation in China is not obvious, but it occupies a huge position in several art cities in Europe. Its gallerist has represented countless well-known artists, and the contacts and resources in the circle can be seen.

Huo Cheng's hand on the table paused, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the delicate texture of the mahogany twice.

"Sell him face."

"Understood." Wang Minlu stepped aside.

Then, Sheng Yuchuan quickly came up again, flipping through the case file at hand, and ponderingly said, "Zhucheng's market share is not small, or is it just following Bincheng as a pilot?"

"Yes, the plan is basically handled according to the previous treatment." Huo Cheng squinted his eyes, put his index finger under his lips, and looked serious and calm, "Besides, we also need to consider cooperation with Art Street, next Monday Before that, I want to see the specific report."

"Okay." Sheng Yuchuan nodded in response, "After this negotiation is settled, the next step is to consider cooperating with Cheng Cheng's Shushui Yayuan."

So in fact, it is equivalent to getting closer to Su Wenyu, and even bringing people into the encirclement.

Huo Cheng obviously understood what he meant, so he couldn't help but curl the corner of his lower lip immediately.

The colorful light outside the floor-to-ceiling windows flickered across his handsome face, and the faint smile that just opened was particularly eye-catching, just like the gentleness after the ice and snow melted.

Standing by the side, Wang Minlu stared blankly, never expecting that the always serious and indifferent boss would have such an overly gentle side.

Even the surrounding atmosphere became slightly relaxed.

However, at this moment, Special Assistant Jiang rushed in hurriedly.

"Mr. Huo-"

He had a weird tone, only holding two thin pages of paper in his hand, and, on his face, which was always calm, showed a very rare gaffe.

Huo Cheng's heart beat slowly.

That kind of feeling is like a puddle that was smashed by stones on the originally calm lake. It is not deep, but it is disturbing for no reason.

For some reason, he suddenly had a very bad premonition.

"What's the matter?" His voice was even and steady, but he had already stood up unconsciously.

Special Assistant Jiang hesitated for a moment, but he could only tell the truth: "Mr. Su, he has already left Yancheng."

Leaving Yancheng?

Oh, this is actually quite normal.Su Wenyu's career is booming now, he always has his own social circle, and it's natural to go to other places, so what's the fuss about?

Thinking like this, Huo Cheng tried his best to suppress the strange fluster in his heart, and asked calmly, "Where did you go? When will you be back?"

Assistant Jiang's eyes flickered slightly, he gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice, "I don't even know."

There was an eerie silence in the air for a moment.

After half an hour.

"What do you mean?"

Huo Cheng's tone was puzzled, as if he didn't quite understand the meaning of the words.

But those deep black eyes were already gloomy at the moment, and the rich black color was rolling quietly in them, and an astonishing storm was about to be brewed.

Such an attitude made Special Assistant Jiang break out in a layer of cold sweat, and quickly bit the bullet and handed over a few pieces of information on his hand.

"It is said that Mr. Su is collecting folk songs everywhere. He has gone to study art. He is not sure how long he will be back, and it is also difficult to get in touch."

collect wind.

Huo Cheng was slightly stunned.

There are a few contemporary artists like this, away from the hustle and bustle of the city to polish their painting skills all day long, from the mountains to the forest, living in no fixed place, and no fixed destination.The completed works are sent to galleries or auction houses, and then quickly changed places, where even the media cannot find their whereabouts.

So... Will Su Wenyu do the same?

One year, five years, ten years, I don't want to miss Shu, and I will never return.

But he didn't say anything.

I don't know anything.

Huo Cheng took a deep breath, trying to calm down, but the constant buzzing in his ears made him restless and in a trance.

He suppressed the impetuousness and anxiety in his chest, trying to sort out the messy thoughts, and then his eyes lit up, as if thinking of something, he grabbed the phone and dialed the most familiar number——

The other end replied quickly, it was a cold female voice.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is out of service area, please try again later..."

Huo Cheng cut off the phone.

Dial again.

"I'm sorry that you..."

The voice was so ear-piercing that Huo Cheng's whole brain seemed to explode.

He just stood there in a daze, motionless, his tall body stiff and desolate.

Too many pictures flashed through his mind, all kinds of thoughts emerged one after another, he seemed to have grasped something, and he seemed to have grasped nothing, his eyes were blank.

From a rational point of view, Su Wenyu's choice should be regarded as a way of pursuing inspiration and creation, and living a free life, there is nothing wrong with it, and he has no position or reason to stop it.

But emotionally speaking, he couldn't accept that this person just disappeared from his sight.

It is impossible to accept it!

For so long, Huo Cheng has been trying to convince himself not to act too hastily.

Although Su Wenyu has not yet accepted him again, as long as the two of them work together and interact more and more, then he still has many opportunities to impress him slowly.

He has been working hard, and has been getting closer to Su Wenyu little by little, taking every step carefully, so as not to be annoying.Moreover, initial results have already been achieved.

He was planning the future, looking forward to the future, but in the blink of an eye, the person disappeared.

Huo Cheng's Adam's apple rolled slightly, and he swallowed with difficulty. His entire chest seemed to be severely torn by something. All the previous psychological construction collapsed overnight, leaving only one terrible and absurd thought——

He might never see this person again.

However, it shouldn't be like this.

Obviously that night, that night in the villa, they were still so close.

He remembered Su Wenyu's blushing cheeks, his sudden gentle tone, and even more his softened attitude.

At that time, he thought it was a new beginning.

He thought that Su Wenyu didn't repel him so much anymore.

No one in the conference hall continued to discuss work, and it became completely silent.

Huo Cheng's eyes were flushed, his face was too scary, his whole face was pale, and under the light from the top, it seemed to have lost all color.

Not to mention other subordinates, even Sheng Yuchuan didn't dare to say a word.

Secretary Gu sent in a report, "Mr. Huo, Senna's acquisition..."

Sheng Yuchuan was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered that according to the previous plan, the side branches of the Huo family who were also involved in the nursing home had already reached the stage of collecting the net.

But Huo Cheng didn't even look over there.

Or to be more precise, he didn't hear what Secretary Gu said at all.

All the composure and calmness finally disappeared at this moment.

He forgot the next arrangement, forgot where he was now, and his mind was completely messed up.

No, he can't stay here any longer.

He's going to find Su Wenyu!

作者有话要说：感谢在2022-02-0603:23:05~2022-02-0703:37:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 454945931;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Li Zhouzhou;

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