Guan Xi reminded the stunned Chen Jiaxian: "Have you confirmed the itinerary with Pan Qiaomu?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "No need to confirm, he was still nearby just now."
Guan Xi said "hmm" in confusion.
Chen Jiaxian said: "He just posted a message on Moments, and it is located in the nearby business district."
Guan Xi flipped through his phone: "He didn't post it on Moments."
Chen Jiaxian was startled.
Guan Xi showed Pan Qiaomu’s WeChat photo album to her. There is no such thing as a happy Mid-Autumn Festival.
Chen Jiaxian scrolled through her mobile phone again, and Pan Qiaomu's latest "Happy Mid-Autumn Festival" full moon lantern update was clearly visible.
Is it only visible to some people? Or is it just... her? visible?
Holding the phone in her hands, Chen Jiaxian's expression was a little subtle.
…
When Pan Qiaomu received a call from his assistant, he refused immediately: "I'm busy. I won't go."
The demolition team is a well-known exile team and a hard worker, endlessly wrangling, communicating, and passing water on various details of compensation.
Pan Qiaomu deliberately went out to work in the field just to avoid today's errand.
Pan Qiaomu said: "This is a matter of demolition and public relations. You ask Zhou Ye to ask Guan Xi for help. I am in charge of investment promotion. Just say that I am not in the city."
After hanging up the phone, Pan Qiaomu saw Chen Jiaxian send a WeChat message.
It’s the full moon lamp in his circle of friends.
There is also another location, which is the business district where he just took the photo.
Other than that, nothing else.
Is she using her circle of friends to expose her lie about avoiding work?
Pan Qiaomu's mentality was just to pick up a dirty stray cat on the roadside, so he posted a friend circle that was only visible to Chen Jiaxian.
As a result, the stray cat bit him hard?
The phone rang again, the caller ID read: Yu Ben.
Yu Ben got straight to the point: "Since you are near the hospital, then go visit the aboriginal people on behalf of your project colleagues."
Chen Jiaxian, you are cruel.
Yu Ben is Pan Qiaomu's boss, and Pan Qiaomu can't say anything except "ok".
…
Pan Qiaomu met Chen Jiaxian at the entrance of the hospital. It was only a few hours before they separated in the morning. Chen Jiaxian was even wearing his shirt.
It sounds nice, but the reality is not.
Pancho asked: "Did you drag me into this?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "You mean, when there was a typhoon last night, you called me to come out?"
Pan Qiaomu was really a little annoyed: "This kind of demolition work that everyone avoids is not just jumping into the pit yourself, but you also drag me to the bottom of the pit? I ask you to see clearly, your good boss Guan Xi can run away You’re gone, and I’m actually here to support your work?”
Chen Jiaxian turned around and walked into the hospital: "I will report the progress of the negotiations to Mr. Yu."
Pan Qiaomu let out a "ha" and caught up with him in three steps and two steps: "Bring the leader to suppress me?!"
Chen Jiaxian's face tightened: "You don't want to do this job anyway."
"Perfunctory?" Pan Qiaomu sneered, "It's my job, so I'm perfunctory. Now this job is not mine, is it worth my perfunctory? Even if I ignore you, so what?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "Okay, you go and talk to Mr. Yu."
Pan Qiaomu stared at Chen Jiaxian. Every time he gets along with her, he has to get to know her again.
Why is her attack power so strong?
Why is her attack power getting stronger each time?
Is it because she replaced all her intelligence attributes with attack attributes that she is so stupid and vital?
Pan Qiaomu looked at Chen Jiaxian like a naive fool: "What kind of good project do you think this kind of negotiation is? If the negotiation is successful, there will be no glory. If the negotiation fails, you, the intern, will definitely be pushed out to take the blame. Only fools like you are Only then will we treat this kind of leftover material as a treasure and fight for it.”
Chen Jiaxian ignored it.
Pan Qiaomu said seriously: "I know you want to take the first place among interns. But the Changlefang project itself has no profit points. Who would give the first place among interns to a project with no commercial value?"
The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment. Li Zhuoxiu never does charity, and Zhuoxiu Group is not like this either.
Chen Jiaxian said: "This is my own business."
Pan Qiaomu was blocked by these words and opened his mouth: "You are so stubborn and specialize in stupid skills."
Chen Jiaxian walked into the hospital lobby: "I don't need others to think I'm smart. I just want to accomplish what I want to do."
Pan Qiaomu didn't know what to say for a moment.
Such a stupid move, such a sparse and self-justifying logic, made him unable to help but ridicule, but he could not help but become curious about her future.
…
Chen Jiaxian ordered Pan Qiaomu to accompany her to meet with Jiang Bo, but Pan Qiaomu did not propose or express his position. Seeing the two of them, Jiang Bo was very happy and took Chen Jiaxian's hand and kept talking.
Coming out of Uncle Jiang's ward, Pan Qiaomu looked at the time: "What else do you want me to do?"
Chen Jiaxian grabbed the bag strap: "It's nothing."
Pan Qiaomu reminded her: "Just now at Uncle Jiang's place, you didn't mention a word about Uncle Sun's prosecution or the disputes and reconciliation. What did you ask me to come for? Just to visit the doctor?"
Chen Jiaxian nodded: "Yes, I just came to visit the patient. You did a good job. You really care about the elderly person's health."
Just coaxing an old man. It's a colossal waste of his talent.
Visiting the sick, showing concern, is this how she plans to solve the problem?
Innocent. madness.
Pan Qiaomu snorted. At this moment, the elevator door opened and family members came out to visit. Chen Jiaxian greeted the leading old man: "Grandma Jin!"
The eyes of a group of old people wandered on Chen Jiaxian and Pan Qiaomu, and they laughed. Someone joked: "Old Chen, is this your son-in-law?"
Chen Jiaxian immediately denied: "No."
Before Pan Qiaomu could react, Chen's father said, "I don't have this daughter."
…
Someone immediately tried to smooth things over: "Old Chen, this is what you are wrong about. Jiaxian is still a child, why are you angry with her? Why do father and daughter have an overnight feud? Jiaxian, come on, let your father admit his mistake." , it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, how nice it is to have a harmonious family!”
Father Chen's eyes fell on Pan Qiaomu's leather shoes and watch, then looked at his decent and expensive clothes, and then looked at Chen Jiaxian.
In his values, only men, and decent men at that, have the value of dialogue. So he casually said "hmm" to his daughter: "Just admit your mistake."
The fire in Chen Jiaxian's heart gradually burned, and the scar on her forehead ached faintly.
"I was right," she said.
…
The atmosphere became tense.
In front of the neighbors, Chen's father couldn't help but said, "Is this what I taught you at home? What's your temper and attitude?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "I'm not wrong. It's you who are wrong. Your rules, your traditions, and your education are all wrong, very wrong. Your set of things that favor boys over girls have long been out of date."
Pan Qiaomu said "Ouch" next to him. Chen Jiaxian would definitely suffer if she said this!
Father Chen couldn't bear to lose face and slapped him. Pan Qiaomu was already prepared and rushed forward to grab Father Chen's hand and push him back. The old people also stopped Chen's father and said, "Why do you still beat people when you want to reason with your children?"
"Old Chen! If you want to say I'm sorry, it's you who's sorry for Jia Xian! Do you beat her like this at home?"
"The child is so pitiful! Look what you force her into!"
"She is your daughter, not your enemy!"
In the past, every time there was a quarrel, the neighbors would try this to persuade Chen's father, but most of them had little effect. This time, Pan Qiaomu stood in front of Chen's father with a smile on his face, but his hands were not weak at all.
Father Chen struggled a few times and stopped angrily.
Chen Jiaxian looked on with cold eyes, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
She just felt sad.
Because he was surrounded by younger, stronger, and wealthier men, and because his father was afraid of more powerful men, he was more polite and respectful to himself.
Her father's eyes never really fell on her, and he never really saw her.
She obviously has a throat, but she is not allowed to shout. She must have her father, husband, or even just a male colleague to speak for her.
What's the difference between this and beating a dog to look at its owner?
