safe in distress

Chapter 13 Memory Is Tasteful

"The result of this negotiation is probably like this..." The employee in the technical department was reporting the result of the business trip, and the general manager in front of her nodded in agreement.

"Then if there are no other arrangements, I will go to work first."

"Wait..." General Manager Li still couldn't help asking, "Where's Minister Qiao?"

"Minister Qiao is still finishing the finishing work and hasn't come back yet."

"Really?" Li Shuyang closed the pen cap, "I see."

But when the work was over, Joan still didn't come back.

Li Shuyang learned from the work email that Minister Qiao of the sales department was stranded in the hotel due to the weather.

He approved Minister Joe's paid leave and continued to work with a blank expression.

Li Shuyang knew that he didn't care about Qiao An anymore, and it wasn't a big deal to stay because of the weather.

But after get off work, he checked the weather in the next city on his mobile phone.

thunderstorm.

The weather that Qiao An was most afraid of in the past was thunder, but now this kind of thing has nothing to do with Li Shuyang, he just needs to do business.

In fact, it is normal to call your subordinates to inquire about the progress.

Li Shuyang took out his mobile phone and dialed Qiao An's number.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is off..."

Perhaps, the general manager is also obliged to discuss cooperation in person, right?

General Manager Li finally convinced himself and drove to Linshi overnight.

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Qiao An couldn't help crying for a long time before, even his throat was dry until he became hoarse, and finally managed to calm down, but he was exhausted and hungry.

He went to the bathroom to wash his face, put on his coat again, and was about to go to the small store in the hall on the first floor to see if there was anything to eat.

The heavy rain stopped many people from leaving, and Qiao An was distressed to find that he didn't have any other good choices besides instant noodles.

After the mobile phone was soaked in water, he lost the convenient payment method of modern technology, and he could only rely on the little cash on hand to support him.

In fact, he doesn't like instant noodles very much. He used to pick up all kinds of delicacies from mountains and seas. After being down and out, he couldn't eat normally for a long time. He could only rely on the discounted instant noodles from nearby supermarkets to satisfy his hunger.

At that time, he had a small accident on the way to deliver food, his leg was broken, and he had to stay in bed.His attempts to seek help from his mother, who had reorganized the family, were ignored.

The mother who once regarded him as a sweetheart seemed to be a completely changed person.

Not only was she unwilling to answer her phone, but she was also reluctant to take a look at Qiao An who was lying on the bed.

She said that she already has a new family and needs to be responsible for her second husband. Her life is not very good, and she has no spare money to take care of the adult son of her ex-husband.

Yes, there is absolutely no legal requirement for a mother to take care of her grown-up son, and neither can Joan.

He just half-lyed on the narrow single iron bed, sad and speechless, realizing the fact that he was already an orphan.

He had just signed up for the study class with the money in hand, and he had to pay for the next medical expenses with little money left, which made Qiao An very headache.

He has a leg problem and can't stand for a long time during the recuperation period, which means that he can't even cook and take care of his own food.

So instant noodles helped him tide over the difficulties at that juncture.

It's just that since then, Joan doesn't like instant noodles very much.

But what if you don't like it?Now trapped in a hotel, only instant noodles can satisfy my hunger.

Qiao An sighed, and didn't feel sorry for herself, but felt a little self-inflicted to relieve her anger.

Perhaps, if Mr. Li knew that he had been through such misery these years, he would feel better.

He thought to himself, staring at the almost empty shelves for a moment.

The instant noodles were almost sold out even on a rainy day, and there were not many flavors left on the shelves after tossing and turning.

Qiao An was a little afraid of spicy food and numbness, so he had no choice but to buy rattan pepper-flavored instant noodles.

He was a little lost, and he walked upstairs, and the elevator took Joan to the floor. He was walking to the room, when he heard the sound of the suitcase being dragged, and then it was the person he had just met in a dream people.

"It's raining so hard, where are you running around?"

Qiao An froze, he looked at Mr. Li standing at the door of his room in disbelief.

He stood in the corridor with a wow and began to cry loudly.

Joan's tears that hadn't been shed before poured out again, and he thought sadly - what happened, could it be that he couldn't buy instant noodles.

Still dreaming.