Doctor Jiang’s Beloved Sweetheart

"Are you not going to work today?"

Yan Nian got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and looked at Ding Baoyi while wearing a seat belt.

Ding Baoyi snorted and started the car swiftly, "I took a half-day vacation with my boss, and I knew you would not be able to hold back watching the live broadcast."

"Thanks good sister!"

Yan Nian lowered his head and continued to look at the phone.

I just saw the words Jiang Beiyuan said:

"I finally let you down completely."

His tone was not heavy, and even his expression did not change. His clear voice was low and low, but it was like a sharp knife etched in her heart, making her feel a moment of pain and bitterness.

She has never been so uncomfortable.

She only hates that she can't share anything for him.

"what happened to you?"

Ding Baoyi was driving, taking advantage of the red light, and seeing Yannian crying from his side.

Yannian didn't say anything.

She took a deep breath and quickly wiped away her tears. Looking out the window, her clear eyes slowly narrowed, becoming a little firmer.

...

at the same time.

After Jiang Beiyuan left the meeting room, a large number of reporters gathered around him.

"Mr. Jiang, are you really willing to give up your executive power in the company?"

"President Jiang, what plans do you have in the future? Do you want to return to the hospital as a doctor?"

"Mr. Jiang..."

Jiang Beiyuan turned a deaf ear to these issues.

Without squinting his eyes, he walked straight in the direction of the elevator.

Zhao Quan and Song Yikai next to him were protecting him, and Jiang Beiyuan gave Zhao Quan a calm look before he got on the elevator.

Zhao Quanxin understood.

Jiang Beiyuan wanted him to settle the company's twenty employees who were loyal to him.

He nodded at Jiang Beiyuan lightly, so that he would not worry, until now, the rest of the people are easy to say, everyone is worried about himself.

"..."

Jiang Beiyuan got into the elevator.

The quiet and large space completely isolates all the noise around.

Inside the elevator, the metal glass door reflected Jiang Beiyuan's face.

As always, it is clear and cold.

Beautiful and handsome, handsome without cast.

The black eyes of his chess pieces look like stars. When he is not speaking, his eyes are inward and outward, and his eyes are calm as water. However, after seeing the man who is suddenly on the next floor, there is a brief wave in the bottom of his eyes.

"Director Xiao got away fast enough."

"No matter how fast, there is no such thing as President Jiang going straight away."

"Jiang's changed to Xiao's group, Chairman Xiao is still not satisfied?"

"Satisfied? Are you referring to taking this mess?"

Xiao Chuchen chuckled and chuckled, and stood beside Jiang Beiyuan, two men of the same shape.

One has a cool temperament, and the other is evil and frivolous.

Jiang Beiyuan pursed his thin lips, remained silent, watching the declining numbers quietly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Xiao Chuchen glanced at him sideways.

Looking at his calm face, he suddenly laughed.

"Hahahaha, President Jiang, I have to admit that your ability to pretend is really top-notch. It would be too awkward not to act. If you weren't too calm, I really thought that you would not care about anything and ask for nothing! The company let it out, got out of it, and found a way out secretly. In such a deep city, the chairman and his wife were buried in the dark, but it's a pity--"

As he said, there was a pause.

Xiao Chuchen stretched out his hand and stroked Jiang Beiyuan's beaten half of his face, and looked at the five clear slap prints on it, smiling as if it were true or false.

"Tsk tsk, how many men and women have been seduced by such a good face, the lady's slap is too heavy, and it's a bitter trick for you."