A Romantic Night: Get a CEO Home

The nurse immediately understood what Jin Beisen meant, so she gently helped him measure his heartbeat and blood pressure. After taking his temperature, the data showed that everything was normal, so she immediately packed up her things and quickly left the ward.

The nurse and doctor in the ward hadn't arrived yet, they usually came after 8 in the morning. Jin Yu's recent physical condition was much better, and the doctor didn't need to keep his eye on him all the time, Jin Bei Sen was finally a bit more relieved.

Jin Beiseng wore a black woolen coat with a scarf wrapped around his neck. This scarf was personally knitted by Zhou Manjing many years ago, and Jin Beiseng would spend the winter around it every year. Before this, Jin Beiseng would never wear a scarf no matter how cold the winter was.

However, ever since he and Zhou Manzhen were together, Jin Beisheng's biggest hobby was to buy a pair of clothes. Every time a designer came up with a beautiful pair of clothes, Jin Beiseng would buy one and even childishly force Zhou to wear it with him.

As he was walking on the stairs, he happened to meet Uncle Zou and Kang Song, who were walking towards the ward. Uncle Zou and Kang Song were chatting happily, each of them holding a cup of coffee.

"Why are you guys here so early?" Jin Beisan asked with an expressionless face.

"There's a problem with the piece of land that the Jiang Clan wanted to sell to us. Director Jiang said that he's not selling it anymore and might want to sell it to the government." Uncle Zou immediately reported the situation when he saw Jin Beisan. This was the news from the Jiang Group that they received at around 10 pm last night. Because Uncle Zou didn't want to disturb Jin Beisan last night, he personally came to the hospital this morning to report.

Jin Beisheng immediately frowned, his eyes quivering. This was not how one should do business, the contract they had previously agreed on was not for sale so why should it be sold? What was the credibility of the Jiang Group?

"Who decided that?" Jin Beisan narrowed his eyes. He had the nagging feeling that the old president of the Jiang Group wasn't such a person. It was a taboo for businesses to go back on their words.

"They didn't say anything about this, but I've heard that Jiang Chenxi has ascended to the top recently and became a deputy director of the Jiang Group. Director Jiang has handed over a lot of tasks to him."

"Help me ask out this Jiang Chenxi." Jin Beisan raised his eyebrows with a serious face.

"Yes."

"Director Jin, where are you pla

ing to go?" Kang Song saw that Jin Beisen didn't even take his briefcase and didn't seem like he was going to work, so he immediately asked.

"To get breakfast." Jin Beisen said in a simple and clear voice.

"So Director Jin hasn't had breakfast yet. What do you want to eat? I'll buy it for you. "

"Give me three servings of the Soup Dumplings and Wonton Soup Dumplings in Li's small cage downstairs in the hospital." Jin Beisan curled his lips and warned, "Don't spicy it."

Zhou Manzhu could not eat spicy food, and Jin Beiseng could only accept spicy food, but under Zhou Manzhen's lead, he also started to dislike spicy food. Not to mention Lantau Desert, he had never liked spicy food since he was young.

When he returned to the ward again, Zhou Manzhu was already awake. She was washing herself in the bathroom, and Jin Beiseng touched her bed. It was still warm, as if he had just woken up.

Lantau was still sleeping, and in the winter Lantau preferred to be bed-ridden. This bad habit was inherited from Zhou Manzhun.