Chapter 905
Chapter 905
Zhou Hanzhi is a workaholic. He works very hard in his career and is famous for his hard work, which drives those around him to work hard as well. Zeng Zhi has been by his side for many years and is his closest assistant. He is also very hardworking and has very flexible working hours. That's why Wu Ling and I secretly complained that Zhou Hanzhi was a workaholic.
But Zhou Hanzhi would not go so far as to peel off his subordinates' skin until late at night and force them to work overtime.
There is only one situation, there is an emergency.
"It's okay. He's often called away like this. I'm used to it. Xuxu, you don't have to worry." Wu Ling's tone could hardly hide his disappointment, but he was still trying to comfort me.
I pressed on: "What on earth is going on? Sister, tell me."
I just heard Zeng Zhi say to Wu Ling, you know.
I also want to know what happened to Zhou Hanzhi.
"It's really nothing. Don't you know Zhou Hanzhi? He's like a robot that never rests. Even his assistant has to be called away to work together at any time. He must have been called away to discuss work." Wu Ling gently advised me, "Xuxu, you didn't sleep much on the plane. You should be sleepy now. I'm tired too. Let's go to sleep first and talk about it tomorrow, okay?"
She explained patiently and gently.
I don't distrust her. I know she wouldn't hide anything from me. Maybe Zeng Zhi was called away by Zhou Hanzhi because she was busy with work.
I was indeed sleepy, but when I hung up the phone and closed my eyes, I couldn't fall asleep. Zhou Hanzhi's face was all in my mind.
I recalled the dream of that day. Zhou Hanzhi was kneeling in front of Old Madam Zhou's bed, with red marks left from being beaten by a ruler...
Could it be that Zhou Hanzhi was beaten by Old Madam Zhou and the situation was serious, so she asked Zeng Zhi to rush over?
But when Zhou Hanzhi called me that time, he said he was fine, he was just scolded by Old Madam Zhou, and asked me not to worry.
Am I worrying too much?
Forget it, Zhou Hanzhi is not related to me. What does it have to do with me whether he was beaten or not?
do not care.
I tried hard to clear my mind and fall asleep, but it was surprisingly difficult. I tossed and turned in bed. I don't know how long it was before I fell into a drowsy sleep.
The next day.
After having lunch at my godmother’s house, my aunt and uncle said goodbye to my godmother and went back to the nursing home.
Ono volunteered to send them off.
I should have gone back with them, not only because I wanted to get my aunt and daughter safely into a nursing home, but I was also concerned about the project and wanted to go back to the company to check on the situation.
But my godmother stopped me and said, "Xu Xu, we received a lot of gifts at the engagement party that day and haven't sorted them out yet. Can you help me?"
When she reminded me of this, I immediately thought of another thing.
Many people came to the engagement party that day and gave many gifts. In addition to the guests from the Zhang family, there were also my guests.
Mr. X was also my guest, but he did not come to the scene. However, the gift should have arrived. I also want to see what gift this kind and loving old senior gave me.
So I simply agreed and followed my godmother into the warehouse, only to find that the gifts in the warehouse had been neatly arranged.
The servant handed a list to the godmother: "Madam, this is the list of gifts. All the names are matched. They are all here."
The list has already been checked, why do you still need my help?
I looked at my godmother with some doubt, but she asked me softly, "Xuxu, I remember you received a gift that day, a pink diamond necklace."
"Yes, Wu Ling collected it for me and put it in my bag." I took out the necklace directly. "A strange girl gave it to me at the time. I didn't have time to report it on the list. Does it mean that it doesn't match the list?"
"No, my list is consistent with the real thing. I just suddenly remembered your gift, so I asked." Godmother immediately shook her head, paused, and asked me, "Who gave this gift?"
"It's Zhao Feihan." I reacted immediately. I had already told my godmother when I received the gift at the engagement party. Why did she ask again?
"Are you sure it was sent by Zhao Feihan? Xuxu, could you have made a mistake?" godmother asked again.
I was even more surprised: "Yes, godmother, what's wrong?"
I am very sure that this gift was sent by Zhao Feihan, because when the sweet girl handed the gift to me, she said that it was from a Mr. Zhao, and she wished me a happy engagement and a happy life.
I don’t know many friends with the surname Zhao. Pink diamonds are so precious that even ordinary friends wouldn’t give such an expensive gift. The only one with the surname Zhao who would give me such an expensive gift is Zhao Feihan.
But why does my godmother ask me this question again and again?
"It's okay, Xuxu, you just need to make sure that this is a gift from Zhao Feihan." The godmother smiled and looked relieved.
"It's true that he gave it to me, but I can't accept this gift. I've already prepared to return it to him." I frowned when I thought of Zhao Feihan.
This person really makes me feel torn and regretful.
The reason for the split is that everything he does now makes it hard for me to associate him with the heroic act of saving me.
The regret is that I was once so grateful to him, and grateful to God for bringing such a person, but we ended up at this point, and it progressed to this point so quickly.
"Okay, then give it back to him, but be careful and don't let him hurt you." Godmother nodded and did not forget to remind me.
I agreed with a smile, looked at the gifts, and asked, "Godmother, are there any gifts signed by Mr. X?"
"Mr. X? Your investor?" Godmother was stunned for a moment, and immediately opened the list to check, "It seems not, I have no impression at that time. Xuxu, did your investor come to our banquet?"
“He hasn’t arrived yet, but he should have sent a gift. Isn’t it among these?” I also leaned over to take a look, and indeed did not see Mr. X’s name on the list.
Perhaps Mr. X sent the gift under another name, or asked a friend to send it, but we remembered the wrong person.
But none of that matters. What matters is that I received Mr. X’s kindness and I took note of it.
After I said goodbye to my godmother, Zhang Tingyuan sent me to the company.
After not seeing each other for a week, everyone was very concerned about me and crowded into my office to ask about my situation. I gave a brief talk and agreed to have dinner in the evening. I finally managed to see everyone off.
The door was pushed open again. It was Yan Dong. He was holding a document and looked at me with a gentle gaze: "Nan Xu, great, you are finally back. How is your foot injury?"
As he spoke, he squatted down, as if he wanted to check my injuries.
I frowned slightly.
Yan Dong's action was a bit too intimate and inappropriate.
But before I could move away, the door of my office was pushed open again.
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