Joe's Group.

The afternoon meeting started at two o'clock and lasted for another five hours.

Rong Jincheng had never had such a long meeting. Although he was anxious and irritable, he could only negotiate with Josnian patiently.

His brows were filled with anxiety, not as calm as when he came in the morning.

Josnian, on the other hand, was calm and not even a little disappointed. He looked sad, as if he was just dealing with a simple business.

Meng Chen's mood was heavier than Josnian's, but he never worried about Josnian. He knew that with Josnian's methods, the new company would not be worse than Qiao's.

Moreover, Qiao's business has too much dark history in the past. It would not be a bad thing to abandon Qiao's and reborn.

This move probably makes the golden cicada escape from its shell.

There are piles of files on the table, and sometimes the only sound in the conference room can be heard is the secretary typing on the keyboard.

Rong Jincheng rarely spoke. In such a dull and serious occasion, he no longer even thought about joking.

It's like there's a stone weighing on my heart, and I'm always a little absent-minded.

The meeting lasted from dawn to dusk, and the rain continued to fall without stopping for a moment.

When the conference room became quiet, you could even hear the gurgling rain outside, knocking on the window coldly, and it was pitch black outside.

The handover ceremony was held secretly, and the media did not receive any information.

Therefore, Qiao's appearance remains calm.

The wall clock on the wall of the conference room moved "tick-tock" and "tick-tock", from seven o'clock to eight o'clock, and from eight o'clock to nine o'clock.

Josnian and Rong Jincheng didn't say anything, and everyone didn't dare to say anything.

nine thirty.

Rong Jincheng finally couldn't bear his temper and stood up in a hurry: "Master Qiao, we will discuss what is not finished tomorrow. Let's stop here today."

Josnian raised his head from the document and glanced at Rong Jincheng, who was standing up: "Okay, I have no objection."

"It's already so dark, and everyone is hungry. Let's talk about it tomorrow." Rong Jincheng glanced at the dark sky outside, with turbulent waves in his eyes.

"Then let's break up the meeting." Josnian closed the notebook in front of him and said, "Meng Chen, you will take everyone to the restaurant for dinner. Are you interested in joining us, Mr. Rong?"

"No, I'll take the first step."

Rong Jincheng hardly said anything more, buttoned up his suit, pulled up his chair and prepared to leave.

Josnian didn't keep him anymore.

But Feng Li couldn't keep up with his master, so he had to stay for dinner. Did he not understand what Rong Jincheng was going to do? Did he make an appointment with someone else?

It’s raining today, what can we do for fun?

Rong Jincheng left the conference room alone, in a hurry.

As he walked, he turned on his mobile phone and dialed a number to Jinyuan: "Is she home?"

Jinyuan's servant answered the phone: "Master Rong, are you Miss Han? Miss Han didn't come home. Granny Zhao said that Miss Han is in the hospital and has a fever."

"You have a fever? Why do you have a fever?" When he left, he was obviously fine and even had the energy to scold him.

"I heard that I accidentally got caught in the rain and then developed a fever."

Rong Jincheng didn't listen to another word she said. He hung up the phone impatiently and called someone in the hospital.

"Young Master Rong."

"Where's Han Yurou?"

"In, in the hospital, I have a high fever and I'm on an intravenous drip."

"Very serious?"

"A little, high fever and miscarriage, the situation... is not optimistic." The old servant was frightened.

"Why did you get caught in the rain? Didn't I ask you to follow her?"
Chapter completed!