The flash marriage partner is a mysterious boss

Chapter 26

She turns on the light.

The beds are empty.

She went to the next ward and asked the patients who had a good time with Yu Chenchen, but all the patients said they had never seen him.

Called Yu Chenchen's mobile phone, but the ringtone came from the empty ward.

Chenchen didn't bring a mobile phone at all!
Yu Wanwan took her mobile phone and anxiously went to find the nurse.The baby was lost, and the nurse was also very anxious, so she hurriedly took her to the security guard to adjust the monitoring.

Chenchen is in the recovery period, and has long been transferred to a general ward with relatively less strict supervision, because family members who accompany the bed will choose to sleep with the patient in the ward, and they also need to go in and out at night, and it is meal time, and people who go in and out are not Not much, and now the investigation and monitoring, the workload is naturally not small.

After waiting for a full ten minutes, they found Chenchen's figure.

It was ten past eight o'clock in the evening. He changed his hospital clothes and got on the elevator alone.

"The doctor made a ward round at eight o'clock and slipped out at eight ten. This was premeditated."

There was no need for the security guard to remind him, Yu Wanwan had such a guess when he found out that Chenchen had left his phone in the hospital.

Her mobile phone and Chenchen's mobile phone have been linked with GPS, so she can check Chenchen's location anytime and anywhere.

Therefore, he sneaked away after the ward round and left the phone behind, all on purpose.

Yu Wanwan fell weakly on the steps of the hospital.

The nurse stepped forward to comfort him: "He is a child, and he can't run very far. Do you think there is anyone he can contact?"

Both parents died, and the only relatives in this city are uncle and aunt, how can he contact other people.

I can only look for clues on my phone.

Chenchen's mobile phone has very few things, except for some small puzzle games, there is only one chat software left.There are only a handful of contact friends on the software.

Besides her, the only people I contacted recently are Brother Ji and Sister Ji.

Yu Wan opened the chat history later, and Chenchen hadn't chatted with them in the past two days.

There was no information on the phone, and Yu Wanwan was anxious and at a loss.

Where did Chenchen go?

Where can he go?
……

On the other side, Qiao Jianshen's car drove into a villa on the hillside and stopped in front of the gate.

In the car, Qiao Jianshen handed the unfinished cakes to Secretary Wu.

Secretary Wu thought it was the boss who invited him to eat pastries, but just as he was about to thank him, his order fell through.

"Help me put it in the company refrigerator."

"Are you going to keep it for food?" Mr. Qiao never eats overnight meals.

Qiao Jian glanced at him deeply: "You've been talking more and more nonsense recently."

Secretary Wu was also very upset: Sir, it is obvious that you have more and more abnormal things recently.

Qiao Jianshen stepped out of the car with long legs, and the Filipino maids were already waiting at the gate. They took his coat for him, opened the car door, and handed him soft slippers.

During the whole process, they didn't say a word, but they had a very good understanding.

It can be seen that the Qiao family has strict management.

The villa is a three-story western-style building. It may be a little underestimated to say that it is a building, but it is just right to describe it as a palace.

The house looks empty when it is big, and the Qiao family is not prosperous at all, so the house looks even deserted.

There is no one in the living room, most likely in the study.

Qiao Jianshen walked in with a familiar road.

At the door of the study, the old butler in a suit and tie, full of British style, saw Qiao Jianshen, nodded and bowed slightly, then held the gilded European-style doorknob, pushed open the heavy study door, and bowed to get out of the way.

"Mr. Qiao, the old man has been waiting for you for a long time."

Qiao Jianshen gave a soft "um", took long steps, paused at the door for a moment, and then bowed his head and walked in.

The three walls of Qiao's study room are made of bookcases, which are more than ten meters high. Inside are densely packed books, many of which are unique items in the world.

The only side without books is a floor-to-ceiling window. The floor-to-ceiling windows are facing the garden, and the scenery is very good, but now that the thick curtains are drawn down, the scenery and the night are covered together.

In front of the curtain was a carved red sandalwood desk. What was piled up on the desk was not books, but a pile of file folders—these were the reports sent by the senior management of Monsoon Hotel.

Behind the desk, an old man turned his back to the door, facing the curtain in a daze.

His hair was already grey, he was wearing a black woolen coat, and he was holding a walking stick with a ruby ​​on the top.

Qiao Jianshen approached and called, "Grandpa."

Only then did the old man turn around.

He is somewhat similar to Qiao Jianshen, especially his eyes, which are very lethal when staring at people without speaking.

He was holding a cane, but he didn't get up, and asked coldly: "What is the most important thing for a businessman?"

"Reputation."

"Then why don't you come back for dinner today?"

"Something came out."

"Business?"

"Private business."

When mentioning personal matters, Mr. Qiao probably thought of Qiao Jianshen's body, so he softened his attitude first.

"Okay, if you still remember to come back and see me, a bad old man, I'm already content."

"I'm sorry." Qiao Jianshen's apology was also cold.

Mr. Joe sighed deeply.

"I called you back, not to hear your apology. I heard from my subordinates that you want to sue a security guard?"

"Yes."

"The compensation is not enough to pay the lawyer's fee. My grandson can't even figure this out, right?" The old man quietly looked at the successor in front of him, whom he was always very satisfied with. "I need an explanation."

From the moment he decided to sue, Qiao Jianshen guessed that Grandpa would ask this question.

Without hesitation, he replied, "Because of a private matter."

"Has he offended you?"

"you can say it this way."

The old man was obviously very surprised that Qiao Jianshen would be so impulsive. "That's all?"

"That's all."

The old man stood up with a cane, walked to Qiao Jianshen's side, pondered for a moment, and said, "Although it's against the demeanor of my Qiao family to argue with a security guard, but... if you offend my grandson, don't expect to have a good life." Okay, go ahead and do it, do you need my help?"

"Little boy, it won't happen."

Old Mr. Qiao looked at Qiao Jianshen's side face. This child has been calm and stable since he was a child. He pointed at Qiao Jianshen to carry forward the glory of the Qiao family. Unfortunately, God can't see the Qiao family living a good life.

Mr. Qiao sighed deeply. He originally wanted to ask Qiao Jianshen about the child, but he didn't know what to say when he came to him.

Only other topics can be selected.

"The Tang family and the An family held a reception the day after tomorrow. They invited me and asked me to make a name. I agreed."

In the past, Mr. Qiao wouldn't have "made up" this title.

But today is different, even though the Qiao family has mountains of gold and silver and no heirs, they can only watch others come to eat away at the family property.

Old Mr. Qiao looked at Qiao Jianshen, and made insinuations:
"The old lady of the Tang family brought her little granddaughter to visit me two days ago. I didn't expect that little girl to be so old. I remember joking with the old lady of the Tang family before, saying that I want you to marry her little granddaughter. What about a doll..."

　Woohoo, everyone is so cruel, you have seen this, and you don't even leave a comment or a recommendation ticket for Que Que.

　　


(End of this chapter)