When I heard Xiaoman's voice, my heart trembled.

Because Xiaoman was not only my childhood playmate, but also I treated her as my own sister.

Two years of prison life, endless mental torture.

Now, I'm back.

As soon as my voice rang, Xiaoman on the other end of the phone was obviously silent.

But in a vague way, I heard Xiaoman's breathing become rapid.

In the conference room of the Zhao Group headquarters building, everyone was looking at the president who was answering the phone.

This young female president not only has super market prediction and analysis skills.

It has even brought the Zhao Group to a brand new commercial position.

Although she is young, she has taken over her mother's authority and the woman with the most say in the entire group.

In the studio, Xiao Man acts decisively and does not laugh.

Many people have never seen Xiaoman laugh, and they have not even had emotional fluctuations.

Many people secretly gave CEO Xiaoman a nickname; Cold-faced Yan Luo.

But at this moment, Xiaoman's expression was obviously moved, and his eyes were actually flashing.

Everyone speculated, who called this?

Could it be that a big project was won? Or did something big happen?

Just as everyone was staring at Xiaoman in surprise, Xiaoman's eyes suddenly became rosy and there were tears.

He even choked in his mouth:

"Where are you now? I miss you now, they said, you, you are dead."

His tone trembled and his voice choked, Xiaoman, who was known as the cold-faced Yan Luo.

At this time, there was a strong emotional fluctuation.

The executives in the conference room were all stunned.

This, what happened? Why did the president suddenly cry?

"What's wrong with the CEO?"

"Don't know? The president actually said he missed you?"

"Dead?"

"Is it the legendary president's boyfriend?"

“There is this possibility.”

“…”

Many people started whispering.

But I smiled at the end of the phone:

"I miss you very much, but now I'm back alive..."

I spoke lightly, and Murong Yan next to me didn't care about my words.

During our days on the island, I told Murong Yan about our past experiences one by one.

Share all my memories with Murong Yan.

At the same time, all my friends around me also introduced them to Murong Yan one by one.

Therefore, Murong Yan also knew very well that Xiaoman’s position in my heart was no different from that of my own sister.

Xiaoman couldn't hold back his emotions, but she was also very happy while being excited.

She suddenly stood up from her seat and said two words to everyone in the conference room:

"After meeting!"

After saying that, he hurried out to the conference room with his bag.

All the executives present were silent.

This has never been done, and the meeting is only halfway through.

This made everyone present guess who was talking to Xiaoman.

What's the matter? It can directly interrupt the mid-year meeting of their group.

Looking at the president who was leaving in a hurry, many executives did not dare to say anything.

After Xiaoman left the door, everyone looked at the vice president Ma Changlong and said:

"Mr. Ma, President, this is it?"

"Mr. Ma, you are familiar with the president. Is the president's mobile phone her private account?"

The mall is like a court, and the president is like an emperor.

If you want to grow in the group, you not only need ability, but also the boss’s mind is the boss’s mind.

If you can understand the boss’s thoughts, it will be a matter of time before you get promoted step by step.

Therefore, everyone is extremely curious about Xiaoman's mysterious phone call.

Ma Changlong frowned. He was promoted by Xiaoman and also knew some of Xiaoman's private lives.

She knew very well that her president was not as rumored by the company.

No matter how cold-faced Yan Luo is, he is not interested in men.

Instead, he is very dedicated to feelings.

Especially two years ago, the president was particularly disappointed.

He accidentally heard the president crying in the office, saying, "How can you die? What other dates are there...

Based on what the president said just now, Ma Changlong quickly made a judgment.

This call is most likely called by the president.

Thinking of this, Ma Changlong knew it.

But I didn't want to tell the others either, I just shook my head and said I didn't know.

But I hurriedly followed me.

In the corridor outside the conference room, Xiaoman was talking to me.

Xiaoman was a little excited and kept asking me where I was and where I had been in the past two years.

Because I borrowed someone else's phone number, I answered very simply:

"It's a long story, but I'm back now, and I'm in Yuhuai Town, Longmen Peninsula, Taizhou."

When Xiaoman heard this, he immediately said that he would send a private jet to pick us up.

But I refused, and I came back to report my safety to everyone, not to cause trouble for everyone.

I just said that after I go back another day, I will go back to their company to find her.

At the same time, she asked her to send a letter to Mr. Qin in the crematorium, saying that I would be alive.

Xiaoman wrote down one by one and said there was no problem.

At the same time, she also told me.

If it is inconvenient to travel, go directly to all the companies under their group.

As long as I say the name, I will try my best to meet all my requirements.

I am very grateful and said thank you.

But Xiaoman smiled on the phone:

"You still owe me a date. Don't disappear for another two years before you finish it."

My heart was warm, and I said the word "ok", and then hung up the phone.

This call took several minutes, delaying the two young couples for a lot of time.

We have no money, but before we leave.

I asked the man with glasses to stretch out his left hand and I gave him a peace talisman.

He was skeptical, but then I used my spiritual power to draw a talisman in his palm.

Glittered, then disappeared into the palm of your hand.

He felt like magic, and it was magical.

But I told him that this talisman could protect him for half a year.

After saying that, Murong Yan and I turned around and left.
To be continued...