[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Attack!Male match!

"Executive," Secretary Jin reminded, listening to the voice reminding to board the plane on the radio, "It's time, it's time to go."

Xue Gongcan put down the phone a little anxiously, and was about to press it to turn it off, but he pressed replay unwillingly, and finally listened to the notification tone of "the other party is temporarily unable to answer the phone" coming from here, and pressed the button to hang up in frustration.

"Executive work." The radio was already urging.

After making up his mind to turn off the phone, Xue Gongcan straightened his tie and walked towards the boarding gate with a blank expression.

What the hell is that kid doing? Why isn't he answering the phone?

However, Xue Gongcan deliberately ignored the flash of luck in his heart.Why did I have a feeling that if he really answered the phone, it would be embarrassing?

I stayed for a whole day, and when I got back to the villa, it was dark, Zheng Yu dragged the drawing board in, and the housekeeper hurriedly greeted me, "Sir, Mr. Xue Gongcan called two hours ago, saying that there is something urgent to go to Japan. I can't come back for two days. Oh, and I asked you to call him when you get back."

"Japan?!" Zheng Yu was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said to himself, "What did he go to Japan for?"

The aunt was startled, and murmured, "I, I don't know about this, Mr. Xue Gongcan didn't say anything."

"Huh?" Zhengyu, who came back to his senses, smiled and waved his hands, "It's okay, I just said it casually, you go to work." After the aunt entered the kitchen, Zhengyu gritted his teeth, "Bastard, just leave as soon as you say." , don’t you know give me a call! If I knew this, I might as well stay in the hotel!” As he spoke, he went to touch the phone, and it was empty, “Uh, where’s the phone?”

"Hey hey, it's strange, I obviously took it out?" I searched all the pockets up and down, but they couldn't find them. Zhengyu scratched her hair frantically, sat on the armrest of the sofa and tried hard. Recalling, "Well, I did take it out, and I was talking to Xuan Zhenxuan, oh, then, then!"

He jumped up quickly, ran to the car outside in three steps and two steps, plunged into it, his slender body was almost curled up, touched and looked at the bottom of the car in a nearly prone position, and it took a long time to find it from the corner. The phone with the black casing.

"Phew, really, it actually fell here." Blowing the dust on it, Zhengyu heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down on the soft muddy floor next to the parking space, opened it and saw that there were indeed more than a dozen missed calls on it. , the callers were all neat and tidy Xue Gongcan.

"Hmph, that sounds like something to say." Fiddled with a large number of missed call displays, watching them slide obediently on the screen, Zheng Yu would not admit that his mood had quickly turned from cloudy to sunny.

Hmph, the stars tonight are still quite beautiful.

"Oh sir!" The housekeeping aunt who came out with the food was shocked when she saw Mr. Xu Zhengyu, who was clean just now, with messy hair and dirty clothes in the blink of an eye, "What did you do?!"

Zhengyu scratched his head, held the dirty coat he had taken off from a distance in his hand, and smiled brightly, "Cough, the phone fell under the seat of the car. It's too dark. I've been looking for it for a long time."

The aunt was shocked for a moment, and murmured, "Isn't it clear at a glance if I make a call with another phone?"

Zhengyu: ""

Nima, why didn't I think of it just now!

One day, two days, but Xue Gongcan still didn't come back from Japan, and Zhengyu's originally calm mood became a little anxious.

Why, why can't you give me a call?

Zhengyu nervously pushed up the sliding cover of the phone, pulled it down, pushed it up again, and then pulled it down again.

By the way, it’s okay if I call him!

Right, that is it!

However, there was a voice that the phone could not be connected. Zheng Yu withdrew his hand in disappointment, looking at the screen that was slowly turning black, his heart felt empty.

Why shut it down?

Maybe, Zhengyu racked his brains to think of excuses for the other party, maybe he was on the plane?

But until the night of the third day, Xue Gongcan's phone could not be connected.

Lying on the sofa on his back, tearing the cushion in his hand repeatedly, Zhengyu felt that the heart in his chest was slowly getting cold.

"Executive?" Secretary Jin knocked on the door and went in, and asked Seol Gongchan, who was pinching his temple and flipping through the photos, "Someone from home asked, saying that your mobile phone is always off?"

"Ah," Xue Gongcan flicked it as if he was stimulated, licked his dry lips, and glanced at the mobile phone on the corner of the table uncomfortably, "Well, there is something wrong with the mobile phone, it's okay, anyway, they all know about your phone Contact information, if there is anything, I will leave it to you."

Secretary Jin looked suspiciously at her boss's abnormal behavior, was silent for a moment, and went out quietly.

After Secretary Jin closed the door, Seol Gongchan let out a long breath, threw himself on the back of the chair, and closed his eyes forcefully.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, and his heart was very chaotic, as soon as he calmed down, that person's beautiful face and bright and bright smile would appear in front of his eyes.

Xue Gongcan has always known that he likes this younger brother very much, and the relationship between the two has always been very good. The wholehearted and unconditional trust from each other has always made him very happy.

But now?This fluctuating mood of mine has obviously exceeded the normal scope of a brother's feelings for his younger brother!

Xue Gongcan, who has always been calm and composed, also panicked. He was sure that this was abnormal, so he subconsciously chose to escape.

Yes, the clues to find my sister have been cut off, the matter is over, and I was able to fly back to South Korea last night, but when Secretary Jin came to ask about booking the flight ticket, his return date was delayed by two days. .

Seol Gongchan is afraid?Are you hesitating?Are you hesitating?

He was a little afraid to see that person, or even hear that unique voice, so he turned off the phone cruelly.

On the morning of the fourth day, the cell phone that had been quiet for several days finally rang, and Zheng Yu almost flew over to grab the phone, "Gong Chan!"

There was a moment of silence on the phone, and Ferranante's lost voice came, "Sorry, it's not your Xue Gongchan."

Zheng Yu was stunned for a few seconds, then fell back on the bed feeling lost, with an undisguised disappointment in her tone, "Ferlanant."

Ferranante, who had just rescued himself from the messy things, came to the balcony and said against the cold air, "You worry me a lot."

Zheng Yu blinked weakly, and pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, "Sorry."

Ferranante looked up at the dark sky with a hoarse voice, "Never say sorry to me, Zhengyu. Also, when you are sad, don't force yourself to laugh."

Unable to ask the other party how he knew his expression, Zheng Yu suddenly felt his eye sockets swell, a little sore.

After a long silence, Ferranant said in a low voice, "I miss you very much."

His voice is very beautiful, and now it is a little more affectionate and hoarse, and it is even more charming.

After not hearing the other party's answer for a long time, Ferlanant sighed slightly, and kissed the microphone lightly, "Baby, be nice to yourself." Then he hung up the phone.

Throwing away the phone with a gloomy face, Ferranant rang the bell and asked for another pot of black coffee to be brought up.

Sorry baby, it's not time yet.

Holding the phone in a daze for a long time, Zhengyu belatedly realized that in Italy, it should be early in the morning.

Is Ferlanant still asleep?

Moreover, I didn't pay attention to it just now, but now that I think about it, his voice sounds particularly tired and hoarse.

After hesitating again and again, Zhengyu pushed the phone away, typed in a few words, and pressed the send button.

"Ding bell~!"

SMS notification sound.

Ferranante, who was listening to his assistant read the report with his eyes closed, waved his hand casually, "Read."

Another assistant went over to pick up the mobile phone in the corner of the dead body, clicked on it, and glanced at it, with a strange expression on his face, and didn't make a sound.

Ferranant urged impatiently, "Read!"

"Yes," the assistant nervously licked the corners of his lips and cleared his throat, "Uh, Ferranante, thank you, please pay more attention to your body."

Damn it, how could such a warm and caring text message appear on the BOSS phone!

Fuck, it must be the wrong way for me to open it!

"Give it to me!" Ferranant, who had just looked like he was about to die, immediately revived on the spot with full blood, his green eyes were shining, and he stared at the mobile phone in the assistant's palm, as if it was about to burn.

"Yes!!" The assistant trembled, and quickly handed it over, with a nervous look as if what was thrown was a hot potato.

Seeing that the BOSS, who had just returned from the mountains and the rain was about to come, was full of gloomy and murderous looks, the BOSS quickly softened at a speed visible to the naked eye, and instantly changed from Ares to Apollo, and the tenderness in his eyes almost dripped water. The assistant looked at each other silently, tried to reduce the sense of presence, and shrunk to the corner of the wall.

Holy Mary, the world is just crazy!

"How many days will it take for the board of directors to discuss the results?" Ferranante played with the phone gently, and tapped the table with the other hand.

The assistant slid down the electronic screen in his hand and adjusted his glasses, "About two days."

Ferranante nodded, and asked another, "Is there any change in the Brown family?"

Another slightly lively assistant licked his lips and said very confidently, "Boss, don't worry, the commotion a week ago has been completely suppressed, the old guy Brown has suffered a lot, and he has to deal with family strife, hehe, short There is no energy left to flop within the time."

Ferranant raised his eyebrows slightly, "Good job."

"Hey." The assistant who was praised by the boss was so happy that he couldn't find Bei immediately, and the companion next to him couldn't bear to look directly at him.

"Ben," Ferranante shifted his gaze to the relatively calm subordinate, "go apply for the route immediately."

Ben nodded, quickly entered a few words on the screen keyboard, and asked without raising his head, "Direction?"

"Seoul, Korea."

Ben was taken aback, "Purpose?" Sensing the sight from his body, he shrugged helplessly, spread his hands and walked out, muttering as he walked, "Okay, okay, whatever it is, I will satisfy you. "When the hand touched the doorknob, there was another pause, "When are you leaving?"

Ferranant raised his head from the phone screen and said calmly, "Let me see your ability."