After the Female Supporting Character Who Lost Favor Logged off, Her Ten Older Brothers Went Crazy

  Jiang Weiyang suddenly called Huo Ya, this incident seemed a bit abrupt, even though the two of them were good friends, the unfamiliarity still existed during this period of time.

   If we must talk about the cause, it is because Jiang Weiyang recently found out that he was being investigated.

  The person who investigated was Nan Hao who received the commission some time ago.

It is self-evident that Nan Hao cares about his younger sister's entrustment. He travels around every day because of this matter, and even the man who was imprisoned for stabbing someone with a knife, after several exchanges, the two parties finally met. Nan Hao got some words from the other party.

With Nan Hao's gradual efforts, the progress of the matter seemed to be smoother, and because of this, Nan Hao became more and more sure that someone must stop the loss behind this, so after several investigations, he vaguely pointed the finger at Jiang Weiyang, but he hadn't The most conclusive evidence, no conclusions can be drawn at present.

  Looking at the thick stack of documents in his hands, Nan Hao took a deep breath, rubbed his tired eyes, and prepared to call Murong Qiao.

   It's just that when I was on the phone, it was a little surprising that a man's voice rose first.

   "What's the matter?" It was Huo Yichen who was still taking care of Murong Qiao at the moment who answered the phone.

  He held the phone to his ear with one hand, and typed on the laptop in front of him with the other hand, and glanced at Murong Qiao who was sleeping next to him from time to time.

   I don’t know if it’s because of the bed. Although Murong Qiao was able to sleep when he was in the hospital, he couldn’t sleep well. Until today, after returning home, he suddenly became sleepy.

  Nan Hao sounded familiar, and after recognizing Huo Yichen's voice, he explained his background and the commission Murong Qiao had given him before.

   Nan Hao knew Huo Yichen, and he had always heard about the rumors of their love affair and their engagement later.

I don't know if the conversation between the two was a little loud, which woke up Murong Qiao. The person who was sleeping soundly on the sofa just now opened his eyes and looked at the person who was still going on. On the phone or Yu Chen.

   "Wake up, someone is looking for you." Seeing that he was attracted, Huo Yichen simply sent the phone directly to Murong Qiao's ear so that he could answer the conversation.

   It's just that he is not tired of maintaining this posture, and there is a sense of endless enjoyment in his face.

   "Nan Hao?" Murong Qiao glanced at the caller's information. "Send the results of the investigation to my company tomorrow. It's not convenient today."

  After speaking from this side, Murong Qiao stretched his waist and turned towards Huo Yuchen for amnesia. "Have you washed the clothes I brought back from the hospital before?"

  He lived in the central hospital for almost a week, so Huo Yichen also brought him a few changes of clothes, and he should wash them all when he returns home today.

   It's just that the voice of these words was not too low, so Nan Hao on the other end of the phone listened.

   "Are you injured?" Nan Hao asked without thinking.

   After saying this, he realized that he cared about the other party now, which seemed a bit inappropriate. "Feel sorry…"

   "It's nothing." Murong Qiao didn't think too much.

   Seeing that Nan Hao reacted a bit, he seemed to chuckle. "Don't think too much, I don't care about those things before."

   It's been so long, if he cares about it again, it may not be too boring.

   And even if strangers care about themselves, it is not a bad idea to say thank you.

  Murong Qiao's words were heard clearly and audibly by Nan Hao on the other end, making him feel relieved.

   "Then can I go to your company to find you tomorrow?" Nan Hao asked after a few seconds of silence.

  This time it was Murong Qiao's turn to be taken aback. "Can."

   "It's getting late, I'm going to rest, if there is anything, please talk to me tomorrow."

   Realizing that the atmosphere seemed a bit delicate, Murong Qiao hung up the phone first.

  Even though the two didn't exchange a few words, Nan Hao couldn't help but twitch his lips with happiness after getting permission to go to his sister's company tomorrow, it was almost written on his face.

  Looking at the phone that had been hung up and then at the desktop that had been made a bit of a mess by turning over and over again, the irritability I felt just now disappeared at this moment.

  For the first time, he felt that doing these commissions and troublesome things seemed to be some fun.

   It was just that after he was happy, he remembered what Murong Qiao said about the hospital, and Nan Hao was a little puzzled.

   Listening to the situation over there, it seems that my sister was injured.

   It's just a more specific situation, but he has no position to ask in detail, and Nan Hao doesn't want to make the current mediocre relationship worse.

  Was immersed in his own thoughts, Nan Hao's cell phone rang again not long after the call from Shangyitong ended.

  The ringtone of the mobile phone pulled Nan Hao out of his contemplation. He regained his senses and glanced at the caller's name, and when he regained his energy, the action of connecting was clean and neat.

   "The thing you want has a clue, and I will send you the information later."

  The other party was also unambiguous, and went straight to the topic as soon as he came up. As soon as the voice fell, Nan Hao heard a notification tone from his computer.

  He picked up the computer casually, and when he opened it, he saw two documents sent by the other party on the screen, which also marked what they were.

   "Okay, thank you." Nan Hao said politely.

  It seemed as if he heard something funny on the other side. After he said thank you, he didn't hang up the phone in a hurry. "I've never seen you care so much about any commission."

   It was Xue Jingyi from the office who passed the materials to Nan Hao.

  After all, although he didn't focus on participating in this commission during this period of time, he could see Nan Hao's dedication. Seeing that he was being worked so hard after that, he, a senior, couldn't be lazy.

   "Don't you like him?" Xue Jingyi picked the most likely one and said it.

  Nan Hao was helpless. "Senior, don't make fun of me."

   "Ms. Murong is engaged." Nan Hao told him to try and speak calmly, but there was no response.

  Looking at the back that he was optimistic about, and answering the meaning of practice like this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief from an angle that he couldn't see from the other end of the phone.

   If you really like it, it will be troublesome.

   Fortunately, Nan Hao's answer made Xue Jingyi completely relieved, and he immediately brought up the topic again.

"In any case, it's all about these materials. You should read them carefully. There are still a few key points in them. After you summarize them, send them to me. I'll read them for you." Hang up over there.

   At any rate, he is also his most promising junior, and he may be able to accept his own office in the future, so Xue Jingyi also took some time to deal with Nan Hao's matter.

In addition, he also has a copy of the information passed on to Nan Hao. After hanging up the phone, Xue Jingyi casually looked at the information on the character above. When he saw Murong Qiao's face, Nan Hao suddenly realized that The reaction came over, and it looked familiar.

   After staring at it for a while, a somewhat bold guess that was very factual appeared in Xue Jingyi's mind.

  Nan Hao didn't know about it, but the senior was thinking about his own incident again. After sending the two new documents to his side, he opened them and began to browse them carefully, extracting the key points.

  As expected of a senior, these two documents of Xue Jingyi are several times more useful than his investigation results during this period.