There is nothing more heartbreaking than this.

Unfortunately, nothing can be done.

The smoke lingered and was gradually blown away by the wind.

Meng Chen took a few puffs and frowned: "The smoke is not strong enough."

The assistant was stunned for a moment and nodded.

He usually doesn't smoke very strong cigarettes, which can be overwhelming and affect his work.

It was very cold on the bow of the boat, and the wind was blowing in waves with a howling sound.

However, the bow of the boat was protected from rain, so Meng Chen sat like a sculpture, smoking one cigarette after another.

His three-dimensional facial features were hidden in the darkness, and there was an invisible loneliness in his eyes.

Ever since he gave Qiao to Rong Jincheng, Josnian has been planning business and projects in Chicago with him.

Josnian was born to be an excellent businessman. He told him all his plans and ideas. He was also very confident in himself. He believed that within five years, the new group would be better than Joe's, and that was

A completely new group.

Most of Qiao's businesses are traditional businesses, while SJ International Group is involved in more innovative high-tech projects.

This transformation is tantamount to reincarnation.

Josnian said that in the early stage, enough caution and steady investment are needed, so the first year in Chicago must be the key.

Josnian even told him the details of the year. His goal was to have the group begin to take shape by the end of the year.

Meng Chen thought of these as if it was yesterday.

Josnian's low, confident voice still echoed in his ears, but why was he missing...

Meng Chen's nose felt sour and he took a few puffs of cigarette.

"Ahem..." Even though the smoke was not very strong, tears came from the corners of his eyes.

On the way here, Josnian said that if anything happened to him, the Chicago group would take responsibility for him.

The corners of Meng Chen's eyes were moist. He didn't want to take responsibility. He didn't want to bear such a heavy burden.

He also wants to go to London to find Xiao Zi. He is not young anymore and he also wants to get married and have children.

So Josnian, you have to come back and take the burden back.

The assistant watched Meng Chen smoking but could do nothing.

All he could do was deliver cigarettes to Meng Chen, light them, and watch on the side.

Soon, the ground was covered with cigarette butts.

"Mr. Meng, go change your clothes, you may catch a cold," the assistant said worriedly.

"Leave me alone and go down."

"It's better for me to accompany you."

"Are you afraid that I won't be able to think about it?" Meng Chen had a sad smile on his lips, "Don't worry, I'm not that fragile."

The assistant stopped talking. He knew that Meng Chen would not be confused, but torturing himself like this meant that it was his body that suffered.

It would be strange not to catch a cold if you wear damp clothes.

As he was talking, a doctor wearing a white coat and a mask came over: "Mr. Meng, Miss Ye's bullet has been removed and the wounds have been treated."

"How is she? Is she awake?" Meng Chen turned his head, and his eyes showed some relief.

"He lost too much blood and is still undergoing blood transfusion. He is not awake yet, but he is fine. It is a miracle that the patient can survive until now."

"I didn't believe in love before, but now I do." Meng Chen said in a soft voice, "Xiaofan, have you ever heard of a saying? Love doesn't know where it starts. It goes deeper and deeper. The living can die and the dead can live.

"

The young assistant scratched his head, he didn't quite understand.

He doesn't usually deal with girls, and he hasn't been in love yet, so... he doesn't quite understand what love feels like.
Chapter completed!