Gu Yanxi took out his cell phone and searched the meaning of the word "Baidu" on Baidu, and soon many answers popped up on the page.

Suspicion/Definition                                                           �

Snee resentment.

Disgusted; dissatisfied.

He showed it to Zong Yanxi, "What does my name mean?"

Zong Yanxi took a look and said that no one of them meant that it was good.

This name is very casual.

"How are your parents in good relationship?"

Zong Yanxi asked.

"good?"

Gu Yan curled his lips, "I haven't even seen my father before, and my mother doesn't allow me to mention my father. Do you think it's okay?"

Zong Yanxi also felt that he had asked too much. Just listening to his name, he knew that he was not born when his parents loved each other.

"Then are you with your mother's last name?"

Zong Yanxi asked.

Gu Jian nodded, "I don't know what my father's surname is."

"You don't have any important clues, how can you find someone?

Besides, in the vast sea of ​​people, people may not be in City B.”

"Even if I can't find it, I've found it on my back, so she will definitely be unhappy."

Gu Yan was not persistent, he just wanted to see what kind of person his father was.

If you don’t have this fate, forget it.

Zong Yanxi's injuries were better, so he transferred out of City B for treatment abroad.

Hengkang Group.

Ling Wei knocked on the door and walked in and handed a document to Jiang Mohan, "This is the person in charge of Runmei coming to negotiate cooperation with us."

Runmei is a foreign company. The project she cooperated with Hengkang this time is to be able to enter the domestic market.

Hengkang can also obtain half of the resources in this cooperation, which is a win-win cooperation.

Both sides attach great importance to it.

Jiang Mohan opened the information and was actually a domestic person. When his eyes fell on the photo, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, which made him think of another person.

A dead man.

His eyes turned to the file next to him, but everything in the file had nothing to do with the person he knew.

But those eyes were slightly similar.

Lin Ruixi.

There is actually a word Xi in the name, just like her.

"Will you let Nancheng pick up the plane?"

Ling Wei asked.

“What time is the flight?”

Jiang Mohan closed the information.

“Three o'clock in the afternoon.”

Ling Wei answered.

"I'll go in person."

Jiang Mohan picked up the phone and connected to the inside line of the secretary's room, "booked a hotel with a good environment."

"Yes, Mr. Jiang."

He hung up the phone, picked up a document on the table and opened it.

"Mr. Jiang, you don't need to go there in person..."                                                       

Jiang Mohan raised his head, his voice slightly cold, "Do you want to make the decision?"

Ling Wei hurriedly explained, "No, I'm just afraid that you will lower your attitude so that Runmei will underestimate us. After all, the other party is just the person in charge of this cooperative project. It's appropriate for me to go to Nancheng or anyone else, but you are not."

Since he and Zong Yanxi divorced, he has devoted all his energy to work this year, and the two companies have been developing well since the merger.

Of course, these are all inseparable from his efforts.

"My trip will be more representative of our sincerity. That's it. You can go and do it."

"But..."                                                             �

Jiang Mohan's voice became colder again, obviously he didn't want to talk about this topic anymore.

Ling Wei didn't dare to continue saying that his temperament was much colder than before. He could listen to what she said before, but now he is getting colder and colder to her, and the distance is getting farther and farther away.

This was not the result she wanted. She was determined and just wanted to be the woman beside him.

She walked out of the office with her lips pursed, and the door of the office closed. Jiang Mohan put down the documents in her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose. He didn't even know why this decision was made.

A person in charge whom she had never met was just because she had similar eyes and had the word Xi in her name.

He turned his head and looked out the window, his expression darkened.

At 2:50 pm, a black luxury car stopped outside the international airport. Soon Nancheng got out of the car, opened the rear door, and Jiang Mohan bent down.

At the exit of the airport, a slender figure stood out from many people and made people unable to help but stop. She had black curly hair, light and soft, with oversized black sunglasses on her face, covering most of her face, her exposed red lips were beautiful and sexy, wearing a camel-colored windbreaker and a belt around her waist, quietly highlighting her long and slender figure, and a pair of ten-centimeter high heels on her feet showed her aura.

A string of cell phone rings rang, and I stopped and took out my cell phone and answered the phone.

Zhuang Jiawen's voice sounded over there, "Sister, don't you really need me?"

He naturally knew that such a big thing happened to her.

But Zong Yanxi did not allow him to intervene.

"I will solve my business myself."

In fact, she didn't want anyone to know, but she couldn't hide it.

"Okay, please contact me anytime if you need it."

Zhuang Jiawen didn't force her because she knew her personality.

If you are hurt so deeply and betrayed so ruthlessly, you must have to avenge yourself. If it were him, he would not allow others to intervene.

This is the stubbornness flowing in the bones! “Be careful.”

"I will."

"Is that one?"

Nancheng pointed at the woman who was calling in the crowd.

Jiang Mohan looked over.

Zong Yanxi felt someone looking at her, and looked over. When she touched the person standing in the hall, she held the phone and clenched a little. She thought she would only see her during a meeting, but she didn't expect to see her so soon.

"I'm dead."

Zong Yanxi put down his cell phone.

She walked over with her suitcase.

Nancheng walked forward and took two steps forward, "Is it Miss Lin?"

Zong Yanxi nodded, Nancheng took the suitcase from her, "I'll get it."

She let go and walked in front of Jiang Mohan in a straight way. She took off her sunglasses and reached out to Jiang Mohan, "The Chinese name is Lin Ruixi, the person in charge of Runmei's cooperation project."

Jiang Mohan looked at her eyes, the bright black shining with a strong light.

It is still different from hers. Although it is very similar, her fortitude is lively and simple, and this woman's eyes give people a deep and mysterious feeling.

"Mr. Jiang."

Jiang Mohan did not respond for a long time, and Zong Yanxi reminded him with a smile.

"Hello, Miss Lin."

Jiang Mohan, who came back to his senses, reached out to shake hands with her, and then took them back for a short while. He still felt that the palm of the woman's palm was cold.

"I didn't expect Mr. Jiang would come here in person."

Her official tone.

“I attach great importance to this cooperation.”

Jiang Mohan found a reason for himself.
To be continued...