Ruian Group Headquarters, 23rd Floor, President's Office
A cold figure stood in front of the glass window, overlooking most of City A. The weather was exceptionally clear, and there were no clouds in the distance. The square was bustling with people coming and going.
He lowered his head and smoked a cigarette and held it in his mouth. He picked up an exquisite lighter and lit the cigarette. He took a sip lightly with his red lips and slowly spit it out. The white smoke drew lines in the air.
The beautiful arc disappeared after a while.
The beautiful figure was leaning on the glass, and the cigarette bottomed out after a while. She stared blankly into the distance until the cigarette burned her nails, and the pain made her recover. The excitement of human beings, she could no longer
Can't melt in.[
"President." There was a knock on the door, and Mesa's intellectual voice sounded outside the door.
Wenwan turned around and said calmly: "Come in."
The president's assistant in professional attire walked in, "President Honghai called and asked you to discuss the last business deal at three in the afternoon. However, your schedule is already full, and you will have to go to the orphanage from three to five o'clock. Honghai's
Many companies are keeping an eye on that business. She ignored our several appointments before. Now it's rare for them to come to you. I have changed your schedule and the trip to the orphanage will be moved to Saturday morning."
Wen Wan threw the cigarette butt into the trash can, "You can't push the orphanage matter away, and Hong Hai's business can't be settled in just one discussion. You can let the manager of the business department take care of it."
"I expected you to say that, but Honghai has designated you to negotiate." That widowed old pervert must be having the president's idea. He wants to win the president's favor with one or two business deals and wants to marry him.
My wife was sent out to the Ruian Group. The old man didn’t even look in the mirror. How could a flower like the CEO be “inserted” in his cow dung?
"Then let's make another appointment."
"But..." Seeing that Wen Wan wasn't too interested, Meisha became anxious, "If this business is completed, the turnover will be hundreds of millions, which will be of great help to our performance this year. President, we
It took five years to rescue Shui On Group from the brink of bankruptcy
.In the past few years, we have been begging grandpa to tell you. How many rejections have you received and how many cold nails have you received? It is not easy to get to where we are today. We can't let go of this opportunity. Let's do this, I will tell you
Let’s go together, that old guy won’t dare to mess around.”
"I have already made an appointment with the director of the orphanage, so there is no need to push it forward. You can deal with Hong Hai. If he is willing to change the time, then change it. If he is not willing to change the time, then forget about this business."
"...Okay." Meisha hesitated and left the president's office. I really don't understand the president, whether the orphans are more important or the company's business is more important. He just postponed going to the orphanage, not saying no.
Go. A business of 100 million, I guess the meat is flying out of the mouth again. What is the charm of the orphanage that can make the CEO go there on time every month, and it is unbeatable.
After finishing the things at hand, Wen Wan took the car keys and left the company, drove to the mall and personally selected a few boxes of gifts, and arrived at the orphanage at three o'clock on time.
There are thirty homeless children living in the orphanage. Wenwan donates money and materials free of charge every month to make the children's lives better.
When they arrived at the orphanage, Wen Wan and the director distributed a lot of gifts to the children, and then gave them a lesson and taught them some Chinese characters.
After school, the children were playing in the yard. Wen Wan sat on the stone steps and quietly held her chin, stroking their lively figures. Five-year-old Peng Xiaochuan ran over and stayed quietly beside her, imitating her chin hold.
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"Baby, why don't you play with them?" Wen Wan touched his head, "You seem to have lost weight. Have you eaten well recently?"
Peng Xiaochuan looked up at her, "Auntie, are you unhappy?"
"I don't know how happy I am to come see you." If her child was still alive, he would be as old as Xiaochuan, right?
"But you always cry secretly." He stared at her moist eyes, "Are you missing your parents like me?"
Wen Wan wiped her eyes and nodded: "Auntie also wants to go home."
"Then why don't you go back?" Peng Xiaochuan asked puzzledly: "Don't you know who your parents are?" [
"No, I just got busy and didn't have time to go home." Wen Wan suddenly remembered that there was another gift. She took it from the car and handed it to Peng Xiaochuan, "This is our agreement last time. Auntie bought it specially for you.
Do you like it?"
Peng Xiaochuan's birthday wish was to have a set of Gray Wolf clothes. Wen Wan went to several shopping malls and finally bought it.
"Try it on and see if it fits you?" Wen Wan put on his clothes and put the hat with wolf ears on his head.
"I like it!" Peng Xiaochuan happily put on his clothes, jumped up and down the lively stone steps, and did the super pose of Big Big Wolf. He smiled sinisterly at Wen Wan, even his teeth were shining, "Honey, I'm like this
I’ll catch the sheep for you!”
Wen Wan covered her mouth and laughed, tears welling up uncontrollably.
The man who caught her sheep, where is he?
As Tu said before he died, Mo Fanrui was not dead. Where was he captured?
She spent five years looking for him, but heard nothing from him.
After leaving the orphanage, Wenwan went to the flower shop and bought a bouquet of flowers to go to the cemetery.
Mo Xu'an was the name given by Mo Fanrui. At that time, he said with a bright smile that no matter whether the child was a son or a daughter, they would all be called Mo Xu'an, which would bring peace to the whole life.
As soon as the child is born, even before his parents have a chance to take a look, the child disappears from this world.
Wenwan stopped in front of a tomb, took off her sunglasses and presented flowers. She sat quietly in the cemetery, the sadness in her eyes lingering, "Baby, how are you doing there? Is there any aunt in the picture?"
Abuse you?"
For Tu, Wenwan's deep-seated hatred had nowhere to vent, and it accumulated in her heart for a long time and turned into a disease. Even though she hated it again, it saved Mo Fanrui, and she still cremated its body and sent it back to Hulunbuir University.
grassland.
Wen Wan scattered her ashes on the grassland and said with mixed feelings: "From now on, you are free."
The baby-throwing case that year caused a sensation across the country. But after a few months of investigation, the police came to the conclusion that the boss's son was thrown to death out of love and hatred, and the group of people disappeared without a trace except for a dead body.
Without a trace. The conclusion of this case was quite outrageous, but she had no choice but to admit it. After all, there was a secret hidden behind it, and it was impossible to tell.
The ringtone of the mobile phone rang in the silent cemetery. Wen Wan took out her mobile phone and answered the call, "Is there any news?" If it was not urgent, they would not call this special number.
A man's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Sister Wen, we have news about the person you are looking for."