Sorry, I can't love you

As soon as his eyes coagulated, Tang Mo frowned.

"So you don't know?"

When the sword eyebrow was cold, his dark and deep eyes swept away and opened coldly.

"I'm really sorry. I didn't know about it until I came back yesterday. No, I hurried to see you today. President Tang, don't worry, we will be responsible for this matter to the end. We will exchange the batch of materials with problems, and Tianmei will be responsible for all the losses."

Boss Chen kept apologizing.

Listening to all this, Xia Liangmei's eyes swept a touch of complexity.

It's good for tianmeiken to take the initiative to take responsibility, but at present, what they need more is to find the culprit, so as to show evidence to convince Wang Jingjing that all this has nothing to do with Tang.

"What about him? Manager Zhang, is there any way to find him? "

Eager to ask the exit, Xia Liang's body suddenly leaned forward, and a trace of expectation was vaguely revealed in her eyes.

But the bright light of expectation in her eyes finally faded under boss Chen's shaking his head.

"We tried to contact him, but other employees said that he had flown abroad last night. At present, even his family can't be contacted. It is estimated that he fled from crime."

Shaking his head, boss Chen sighed.

Afraid... Afraid of crime and absconded?

My mind suddenly trembled. So I can't find anyone. There's no way to investigate this matter?

Raised his head, Xia Liang looked at Tang Mo, and his cool eyes were plated with a layer of helplessness.

"What should I do?"

She said helplessly.

"Jingling..." the mobile phone in boss Chen's pocket suddenly rang. He took it out and looked at it. After taking a look, his face suddenly became heavy.

"Well... Well... I see. You should deal with it quickly..."

He ordered a few words at the other end of the phone. He changed his respectful tone in front of Xia Liang and looked dignified.

Tang Mo deeply coagulated his eyes, and his long oblique eyes looked at him, keeping his every move.

After the call, boss Chen changed his face.

"President Tang, there is still bad news."

Sipping his mouth, he stretched out his hand and loosened the button on his collar, looking a little uneasy.

As soon as the words came out, Tang Mo narrowed his eyes slightly and fixed his eyes on boss Chen.

Xia Liang looked at boss Chen with a stiff face.

Any bad news?

"The bad news has nothing to do with Tianmei, but I think it's still necessary to tell president Tang." Boss Chen paused and said, "the colleague I sent to the construction site to check the materials said on the phone that someone on the construction site had his whole leg pierced by steel bars because the machine was out of control when starting work. Now he has been sent to the hospital."

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phone Tang Mo put in his pocket suddenly vibrated.

As soon as his eyes coagulated, he took them out and saw that they were assistants.

"Mr. Tang, it's bad. There's an accident on the construction site."

After connecting, the assistant's urgent voice came.

His mind suddenly paused. He looked up at boss Chen.

"I already know. You take care of it." With a frown, Tang Mo finished the call.

Xia Liang sat aside and saw Tang Mo's suddenly sinking face. She realized that the situation was bad. She moved her mouth and her whole heart hung to her throat: "how?"

"I'll discuss the compensation for the materials another day. I have something else to do. Let's go first."

"OK, OK, Mr. Tang, let's contact again."

Boss Chen nodded and didn't refuse.

The black eyes swept a layer of light complexity. When Tang Mo turned and looked at Xia Liang, he whispered, "go back to the company."

Xia Liang immediately understood. She hurriedly took a crutch on one side and helped Tang Mo out.

On the way back, Xia Liang looked at the front all the time. Somehow, a layer of sweat came out of his hand holding the steering wheel.

The atmosphere in the car was very depressed. Tang Mo stared out of the window from the moment he got on the bus. His dark eyes couldn't see any content. He seemed to be thinking about something, and there seemed to be nothing.

When Xia Liang glanced at Tang Mo from time to time, he saw his black face. After all, he didn't say anything at his mouth.

Driving all the way to the downstairs of the company, Xia Liang got off when holding Tang Mo whose feet were not fully recovered.

"Be careful."

She lowered her head and reminded that her hands were almost exhausted.

Suddenly, a group of people ran out of nowhere and were running forward with frightening light in their eyes.

No, Xia Liang looked at the group and reacted quickly.

The target of this group is them!

The people who walked quickly, holding cameras and recording pens in their hands, were clearly journalists!

I don't know what they are blocking downstairs of the company for. Seeing this formation, Xia Liang knows that the situation is wrong.

No! Xia Liang's heart is tight and he is trying to avoid these reporters, but Tang Mo's foot that hasn't recovered can't stand strenuous exercise at all.

"What should I do?"

Flustered raised his head and took a look at Tang Mo, Xia Liang asked at a loss.

Tang Mo's face was cold and solemn. He stared at the group of people not far away. He frowned and opened his thin lips: "don't talk."

A low voice sounded overhead. Xia Liang nodded: "I know."

The moment the voice fell, the group of paparazzi had run to the front of their eyes.

Holding up the microphone, taking care of the camera's busy pressing the shutter and handing over the recording pen, a group of people gathered around and surrounded Xia Liang and Tang mo.

Rarely encountered this kind of situation, Xia Liang looked at a group of people who were suddenly close, but he still panicked.

When holding Tang Mo, her hand trembled, and she took a half step back.

Suddenly, the back of her hand was covered with a burst of temperature. Tang Mo's generous palm covered it and wrapped her cold little hand.

At the moment of being surrounded by warmth, Xia Liang's heart seemed to be clenched by people and set off waves of ripples.

Her eyes flickered, and she looked up and looked at Tang Mo's dark eyes.

The eyes like a Wang cold pool have no more content, but I don't know why they make Xia Liang feel at ease.

"President Tang, president Tang, I heard that something happened on the construction site of the project that Tang recently cooperated with Ms. Wang. Some workers reported that the equipment on the construction site was unqualified, which led to the loss of control this time. Do you have any response?"

A microphone was handed in front of him, and a female reporter asked aggressively.

The sharp voice echoed in his ear. Tang Mo's sword eyebrow was cold and his eyes were heavy.

Even he doesn't know the truth. Are these reporters so well informed?

"No comment."

With a slight lift of cold lips, his sinister eyes fell on the female reporter who asked questions.

A cold light dropped across the air made the female reporter slightly collect her aggressive eyes. She dropped her head, but the microphone was still held high in front of Tang mo.

"There is also news that this project has been shelved by Ms. Wang. Did Mr. Tang have a conflict with Ms. Wang, or did he encounter difficulties in the implementation process?"

"It is said that there is something wrong with the materials on the construction site. Is there such a thing? Mr. Tang responded? "

A series of questions suddenly rang out in my ears. One by one, the reporters seemed not afraid of death, testing on the edge of angering Tang mo.

Xia Liang took a breath. When she looked up at Tang Mo, she saw that his face was terrible and covered with dark clouds.

"No comment."

It was still four words without emotional color. It was cold like a strong wind in winter, which made Xia Liang shiver.