I Deliver Food In a Lamborghini

  Chapter 23 Are you a three-year-old?

   Back in the dormitory, Nan Ge borrowed her roommate's mobile phone to call her brother.

   "Brother woo woo woo, I lost my phone, I really lost it!"

   "What should I do, Nanzhe!"

   "..."

   Meanwhile, Great Britain.

  As soon as Nan Zheren got off the plane, he received a call from Nan Ge before he left the airport.

  Listening to the crying and howling over there, Nan Zhe habitually moved the phone away from his ear, and he put the phone back to his ear when it became a little quieter there.

   "Finished?"

   "Ang." Nan Ge cried.

   "Find it if you lose it, and call me for such a crap? Nan Ge, are you a three-year-old?"

   "Then what should I do? Otherwise, I will ask two tractors to help you push all the snow on the playground?"

  It's a pity that someone paid attention to it: "Can the tractor still push snow?!"

   "Hiss, maybe it can be refitted." After saying that, Nan Zhe took a deep breath, and struggled to break away from her weird thinking, "This is not the key."

   "You can lose your phone if you play in the snow. I beg you, can you take your brain with you when you go out?"

  —

  The plane landed smoothly, Special Assistant Yuan turned off the tablet, and followed the figure in front of her with Sister Miao Miao.

   "Boss Shen, are you really okay?"

   "Otherwise, let's go to the hotel to rest first, you should be sleepy after taking the medicine."

"No need to."

  As soon as the man spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse.

   Special Assistant Yuan looked at him worriedly, hesitant to speak.

  Yesterday, Shen Yanqing didn't go to the company early in the morning.

  For so many years, although Shen Yanqing was not a workaholic in their eyes, he showed up at the company on time every day.

  Generally he is late for only one reason—sickness.

  He doesn't live with his parents, and usually only his aunt at home will go there on time to clean up.

  So under normal circumstances, Shen Yanqing is the only one in his family.

  So, their president's office started calling him one by one, but no one answered.

  Later, he drove over to have a look, only to find that Shen Yanqing was really sick, with a severe cold and fever, and was lethargic.

   Having been with Shen Yanqing for so many years, the people in the president's office are all aware of Shen Yanqing's physical condition.

  His resistance is average, like a weak scholar in ancient times.

  I often catch a cold, and when the wind blows a little colder, I will have a fever, and if I miss a meal, I will have a stomachache. I am allergic to alcohol, to peaches, and to pollen. In short, I am very delicate.

  It is very different from his usual.

   Their president's office couldn't help sighing in private: It's not easy for Shen Yanqing to live to this day.

   I don't know how he did this, so he could only call the family doctor to give Shen Yanqing an injection.

  In the evening, when Shen Yanqing recovered a bit, they boarded the plane non-stop and headed for England.

  There is a tricky project here, and the other party keeps delaying it, so Shen Yanqing must come by himself.

   Probably because of the tossing all the way, Shen Yanqing had a fever on the plane and just took medicine.

  Shen Yanqing tilted his head and coughed twice, then reached out to him, "Where is my cell phone?"

   "Oh, here it is." Special Assistant Yuan quickly handed it over.

  Because she was not feeling well, Shen Yanqing had been resting along the way, although she didn't sleep soundly.

  Probably because he didn't wake up, his face was a little pale, and the glasses couldn't hide the fatigue between his brows, and his eyebrows were furrowed, as if they hadn't been relaxed.

  The phone was turned on, but people far away in the country did not reply to him.

  He carefully calculated the time difference. At this time, she should be having lunch.

   Didn’t see your phone? Or are you angry?

  He resisted the dizziness, slowed down and pressed the voice button, "Sorry, I didn't make a note during the day yesterday—"

  A familiar voice not far away interrupted his words.

   "Find it if you lose it, and call me for such a crap? Nan Ge, are you a three-year-old?"

  The word "Nange" is like a wonderful switch.

  In an instant, a group of people headed by Shen Yanqing followed the voice line.

  Nan Zhe hadn't noticed that seven or eight people not far behind him were looking at him, and he was still concentrating on talking on the phone with Nan Ge.

   "Forget it, I'll go dig it in the snow." Nan Ge over there groaned, extremely wronged.

  Nan Zhe put one hand on his hip, and said in a helpless tone, "Dig a fart, why don't you dig mines if you have the skills."

   "I'll send you money now, you go out to buy one now, and make up the phone card by the way."

   "But I lost my mobile phone, how can I receive it?" She couldn't receive the WeChat transfer either.

  Nan Zhe took a deep breath and shouted, "Bank card, bank card!"

   "Ah, yes."

   "Okay, that's it." After a pause, Nan Zhe called the person to stop again worriedly: "Don't hang up yet."

   "What?" Nan Ge asked.

   "Don't go out alone, ask your roommate to accompany you. If you have any questions, you can borrow your mobile phone and call me as soon as possible."

   "I'll give you some extra money. It's just this time in China. Let's have a meal with my roommate."

   "Don't wander around after eating, go back and review."

"Understand?"

  Nan Ge wrote down one by one, "Understood!"

   "Also, take a taxi."

   "OK!" Nan Ge burst into tears of gratitude, "Brother, you are so kind, I love you!"

   "I love a hammer, hang up!"

  —

  Hung up the phone, Nan Zhe immediately called Nan Ge Kali 20,000.

   After a few seconds, he calculated the time and wondered if his parents gave Nan Ge pocket money this month.

  He was afraid that she would starve to death, so he beat her another 20,000 yuan.

  Although it is really disgusting to dislike her, she is her own sister after all, so she should feel sorry for her.

  Nan Geren is a bit stupid, but it's not her fault.

  Probably when his mother gave birth to him, all the excellent genes were given to him. So when we got to Nange, there was no fart left.

   After typing the money, Nan Zhe put away the phone.

   As soon as he turned around, the smile on his face froze.

  Several pairs of eyes behind him stared at him, the leader looked closely, and seemed familiar...

   But he didn't remember it for a while.

   "Is there something wrong?"

  Nan Zhe narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows and asked.

  Sick Shen Yanqing was a little dull, he came back to his senses, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and shook his head with a smile: "It's okay, I'm sorry."

   Special Assistant Yuan also smiled apologetically and said a few nice words.

  Nan Zhe didn't say anything.

   Before leaving, he took another look at Shen Yanqing.

   and others disappeared from sight, and Yuan Tezhu asked, "Mr. Shen, who is that? Know Nan Ge? His tone is so fierce..."

  Judging from what the other party said just now, it seems that he is very familiar with Nan Ge.

  But he wasn't sure if the Nan Ge the other party was talking about was Mr. Shen's Nan Ge.

  Shen Yanqing curled up his hands in his pockets, his eyes flashed under the lens, and he thought carefully for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about how to introduce the other party.

  Unfortunately, after deliberating for a long time, those words still came to my lips: "Nan Ge's boyfriend."

  【Brother is a knife-mouthed bean curd heart, I am still very good! Because my parents were very busy when I was young, my elder brother took care of Nan Ge, so Nan Ge would be more dependent on his elder brother, and would subconsciously call his elder brother if there was any problem]

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  (end of this chapter)