Qiao Cen has no idea what happened after that.
Until today Cheyenne gave her this document.
Huasheng doesn’t agree with Qin’s practice, so it has been put aside. Qin Chujie is not stupid. Naturally, he knows how important this project is for Qin’s group now.
By qin2 group directly from huasheng through mobilized qin2 other project funds to start the city in front of the project.
After all, the core secret of this research and development project has been leaked, and the later it comes to market, the greater the impact on Qin.
But the impact on Huasheng is not so good.
This Cheyenne is naturally clear.
Huo Yanming arranged everything before going to Ninggang, but he didn’t expect Qin Chujie to dare to do so directly.
It happened when they were in Ninggang. It was Huo Yanming who told him all the business and everything when he went out before he left. It was only now.
Cheyenne saw that Joe Cen was slightly dignified after reading his face. "It’s not too worrying about the influence on Huasheng, but it’s not caused by Huasheng after all. I think it’s better to inform Mr. Huo as soon as possible."
Xia settled down and asked, "When will Mr. Huo come to the company?"
Qiao Cen handed the document back to Cheyenne. "He should rest at home these days. Don’t worry, I’ll tell him about it."
Cheyenne nodded three people side by side out of the huasheng building.
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When Qiao Cen returned to Jinghu Yaju, Feng Sao had almost prepared dinner.
Huo Mengshu accompanied Xiaomu to play in the room, and Qiao Cen put his bag and walked to the table to see the full table of dishes. "Feng Sao, you made a lot of delicious food today!" The excitement in the tone is hard to hide.
Sister-in-law Feng is very good at cooking Chinese food. She has been eating seafood in Ninggang for half a month. Although it is delicious, she will get tired of eating too much. Seeing Sister-in-law Feng cooking at this moment, Qiao Cen feels particularly cordial.
"You know you are a greedy cat!" Feng Sister-in-law’s tone is a little spoiled. Feng Sister-in-law has no children. During this period, Qiao Cen seems like Feng Sister-in-law’s little daughter.
Joe CenChong blinked at her and smiled "Yes …"
Before Qiao Cen finished speaking, Feng Sao understood, "Ask your husband. He is resting in his room. He didn’t eat at noon. Why don’t you go and have a look?"
"Good" Qiao Cen turned to the bedroom direction without saying anything.
Are you uncomfortable without eating?
I thought something was wrong with his voice when I spoke early, and she specifically told me that she must eat, but she still didn’t eat.
There is no sound in the bedroom.
Qiao Cen gently closed the door and saw Huo Yanming lying on his back with one hand resting on his head and the other hand hanging naturally by his side.
His eyes are closed and his eyes are clear and elegant.
Yes, he looked a little pale. He frowned slightly.
Huo Yanming slept very lightly, and even the slightest sound could wake him up. He slept a little deeply today and didn’t even know Qiao Cen came in.
Joe CenFang light footsteps walked to the bed half squat hand wiped his forehead some hot is a fever.
Huo Yanming felt that his brain was in a daze, and he took care of others. He wanted to sleep quietly, but he vaguely felt that his forehead was covered with a small hand with a little bit of fragrance.
He opened his eyes to see Joe Cenzheng looking at his eyes and worried a little more.
"Come back?"
Huo Yanming’s voice was a little hoarse. When he got up, he saw Qiao Cen holding his arms with both hands. "Lie down, you have a fever."
Huo Yanming doesn’t care much about himself. He has always been in good health. He has a cold and a fever, and everything will be fine after a night’s sleep.
Qiao Cen took Huo Yanming’s hand and she could feel the heat in his palm.
Huo Yanming rubbed his thumb against her hand, "It’s good to sleep if you have nothing to do."
His tone was sure that Qiao Cen had known each other for more than half a year, which was also the first time she saw him sick, and she didn’t say much. "Then you go to sleep and I’ll find Feng Sao to cook some porridge for you."
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Feng Sao was wiping the marble table in the kitchen when Qiao Cen came back and asked, "What happened?"
Qiao Cen walked forward "a little feverish" and she looked at the pot "Feng Sao, what do you think is better to eat when you are sick?" Joe cen and the pie mouth a pair of inquiry.
Sister-in-law Feng thought, "I’ll cook some porridge. Mr. Wang has always been in good health. I guess I’ll just sleep for a day." She smiled at Qiao Cen, and she didn’t say anything wrong. That’s true
Qiao Cen nodded. "I’ll come too!"
Qiao cen can’t cook, and she can’t cook! Say it’s to help, in fact, that is to say, when watching the fire or cutting something, Mrs. Feng directs one.
Let’s have a pot of porridge in about half an hour.
Feng Sister-in-law’s craft naturally doesn’t say that sticky porridge overflows with aroma, which makes her have an appetite. Qiao Cen put some white porcelain plates on it, took a small bowl tray and smiled at Feng Sister-in-law and went to the bedroom.
Huo Yanming didn’t get up again, took a bath and changed clothes in the bedroom.
I always feel sticky after a day’s sleep.
Now I see Qiao Cen coming in. He took the lip corner and smiled at her. "Do you do it?" In his tone, he didn’t believe that he did it on purpose.