Nine Hundred and Thirty Dependence (I)

Although it was just a small matter and Tang Jue was too nervous, Qiqi felt extremely relieved at the moment.

She shook her head and got out of the car slowly. Led by Tang Jue, she walked into the Tangmen Group building in full view of everyone. The employees greeted her respectfully at the door, and Tang Jue just nodded slightly. Qiqi could feel that almost everyone's eyes were quietly wandering and looking at her.

"Young Master. Miss Qi." When they arrived at the top floor, Jian Qing was already waiting at the elevator door. With a serious look, "Young Master, the customer is still waiting."

"Well, let him wait another ten minutes." Tang Jue replied to Jian Qing and walked towards the office with Qiqi. When passing by the secretary's work, he tapped on the table with his long fingers, "Bring two ice packs. Also, have someone prepare a mobile phone and send it in immediately."

"Yes, Young Master." The secretary responded, slightly bent over, and never looked up the whole time.

It was not until Tang Jue and Qiqi entered the office that she kept looking inside. However, the curtains behind the large glass window were tightly closed, not a single ray of light could be seen, and nothing could be seen.

"What are you looking at? Why don't you go get an ice pack? It will be too late to regret when the young master urges you to get up." Jian Qing reminded her from behind, and the other party's expression froze, and she dared not look at it again. Turning back, she looked at Jian Qing again, "Assistant Jian, do you want to apply some on your face? It's been quite a long time, and I don't think the swelling has subsided much."

"..." Jian Qing was embarrassed, and finally waved his hand, saying righteously: "I'm a big man, I can handle it. Applying on the face is something you girls can do."

"Okay, then you continue to be patient, I'll go get the ice pack."

The secretary said, and then asked the secretary assistant to pick a mobile phone.

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Tang Jue rubbed her legs, took the newly bought mobile phone in his hand, reloaded her phone card, and then handed it to her.

Qiqi put her phone into her bag and looked at him, "Go ahead and do your work. Don't worry about me. I'll sit here for a while."

Tang Jue looked at the time, "Yeah. That's the lounge. If you're really bored, go take a nap. You can use that computer to play. The password is your birthday. If you need any other help, ask the secretary. She'll always be outside."

"Okay."

Tang Jue touched her cheek, "Don't let your mind wander when you're alone."

His soothing words

made Qiqi's nose slightly sour. Smiling, she nodded and promised, "I got it."

Only when Jian Qing came to urge him again did Tang Jue walk out of the office.

After closing the heavy door of the office, he glanced at Jian Qing, "Don't show up in front of her with this face."

Stop her from remembering the slap she gave back to Qiyu last night. If she asked him about it carefully, she would definitely get angry with him.

Jian Qing felt particularly innocent and wronged. Woo, she had sacrificed so much, but she didn't receive a word of comfort, and now she was still despised and an eyesore. I don't know what kind of sin she had committed in her previous life.

"Give me Qi Yong's number."

Jian Qing regained his composure and handed over another phone. Tang Jue glanced at his face again, and finally said with a conscience: "You should also apply some compresses on your face."

Jian Qing was overjoyed when he heard this, "How about you just give me two days off? It's really inconvenient for me to come and go in the company with such a face, and the rate of turning back is too high. It affects the image of our company."

Tang Jue smiled refreshingly, "According to what you said, then with this face, don't I have to come to the company every day?"

As for the rate of turning back, the rate of turning back of everyone in the company is not as high as that of Tang Jue.

"..."Jian Qing was so sad that he wanted to cry but had no tears. The idea of ​​'having a conscience' was completely taken back.

At this moment, Tang Jue's phone rang suddenly. He glanced at the screen and saw that it was Tang Song's number.

"Brother, I just got the result of Qi Yong, it's out."

"How is it?"

"Malignant tumor. I'll come back to perform surgery on him in the next two days. However, let me make it clear first, even if I perform the surgery, the result is not very optimistic. The survival rate of this disease is extremely low. You'd better prepare your sister-in-law mentally."

Tang Jue said 'hmm'.

"Tang Song, the test tube exploded." At this moment, a woman's voice suddenly appeared in the receiver.

Tang Jue raised his eyebrows. When did Tang Song let a woman into his laboratory?

"I warned you not to touch my things! Did anyone get hurt?"

"No."

"If not, why don't you get out now?"

Tang Jue listened here and didn't hang up the phone. There was a commotion over there. After a while, Tang Song's voice was heard. "Brother, I'll clean up this place first, and I'll contact you later."

"Wait." Tang Jue asked, "Didn't you say before that you would never hire assistants for the laboratory?"

"This is not an assistant. It's my sister-in-law."

"... Which sister-in-law?"

"Fifth brother's future wife, Mo Liangyan."

"Why did she go to your place?"

"It's a long story. She's preparing for her master's thesis in medicine recently and asked me for help. I don't think she can finish this."

"Be patient, so that you won't be scolded by your fifth brother later."

The laboratory was probably in a mess, and Tang Song was wailing madly over there, and hung up the phone. Tang Jue remembered the business, found a closed place, and dialed Qi Yong's number.

"Hello, who is this?"

The person who answered the phone was not Qi Yong, Tang Jue could tell it was Jiang Shao's voice. Perhaps she had received the specific notification of Qi Yong's condition, and her tone was a little heavy.

"I'm looking for Director Qi." Tang Jue's tone was quite polite.

Jiang Shao didn't know who he was. When she heard him say that, she just said, "Well, wait a minute. Right away."

She was whispering something to Qi Yong. Tang Jue was listening here and didn't seem to be very excited. Then, after a while, Qi Yong's tired voice came, "Who is it?"

He introduced himself, "Tang Jue."

When Qi Yong heard this voice, he sat up from the bed. Tang Jue could feel Qi Yong's nervousness just from his breathing. He said casually, "Director Qi, let's talk to me somewhere where your wife can't hear."

Tang Jue's tone was full of confidence, which made Qi Yong's heart beat like a drum, and he was very uneasy.

He supported his tired body, walked to the balcony, and closed the door again.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Qi Yong was guilty, but he used a tough tone to bluff, "If you want to be with Qi Qi, I tell you, that's impossible! You are the murderer of Qi Heng, and our Qi family will never accept you!"

Tang Jue chuckled, as if sneering.

"Who is the murderer of Qi Qi's father? I think no one in the world knows better than you, Director Qi."

Qi Yong's breath was choked.

"It's easy for me to check the information in your bureau. Director Qi, maybe we can take this matter out and check it again together? It will also give Qi Qi an explanation."