Jiangjing Theatre.
Xue Na brought documents to Gao Shu’s residence. Gao Shu had been busy with the affairs of the Jiang Family for a long time, and the theatre had accumulated a pile of tasks. "I’ve dealt with everything I could for you, I didn’t touch Deputy Director Jiu’s side," she continued.
Jiu Yinghui was still the deputy director, and had been much more honest over the past half year.
But Xue Na knew her bounds, aware that he was always watching Gao Shu closely.
Gao Shu pulled out a chair and sat down, her eyelids slightly drooping, with a clear sign of fatigue between her brows.
"Also, I’ve been in contact with MTR, but they haven’t responded yet," Xue Na continued, "Dean Gu is negotiating with MTR, and all the materials are with Director Jiang."
Gao Shu listened and let out a deep sigh.
She had been under a lot of stress lately, needing to handle both the Jiang Family and her work without showing any signs of irregularity, only revealing her true feelings in front of her confidants and at the hospital.
Xue Na made her a cup of black coffee and quietly placed it beside Gao Shu.
She could only do her best to help stabilize the theatre for Gao Shu.
Gao Shu picked up the coffee and began drinking while flipping through the documents, just then, her phone rang.
It was from Chen Yongkun.
"Director Chen?" she put down the coffee and answered, her hand resting on the document.
On the other side of the phone, Director Chen was looking at a speck of scarlet flame under the night wind, and the barely discernible cold profile, feeling a bit like lighting a cigarette: "Miss Bai knows now."
Gao Shu stood up from the chair directly, wanting to scold Director Chen.
But she stopped herself.
"She wants to see Young Master Jiang," Director Chen outright stated, "Should I inform the Jiang Family and take her over?"
Bai Lian didn’t know, so it could have been concealed a bit longer.
But now that she knew, Director Chen didn’t think he had the ability to refuse Bai Lian.
However, Jiang Fulai was heavily protected, and to bring Bai Lian there bypassing the Jiang family would also require the consent of a number of people.
"Okay," Gao Shu picked up her coffee again and gulped it down, "I just returned to the theatre, we’ll meet at the hospital later. As for how she enters, I’ll take care of it."
She and Director Chen thought alike; since Bai Lian knew about it, they definitely had to take her to see him.
At least to confirm that Jiang Fulai was not in life-threatening danger.
**
Jiang Family Private Hospital.
The hospital was not very large but was heavily guarded inside and out at this time.
This calm reaction was not what Gao Shu had expected. She took a step forward, "Alian."
Bai Lian lifted her foot, step by step heading up the stairs, her pleated skirt revealing poppies of various colors with each step, "Aunt Gao."
Her voice was terrifyingly steady.
Gao Shu looked at this composed Bai Lian, surprised and puzzled.
"Come," with no time to think further, she reached out, gently patting Bai Lian’s back, indicating for her to follow her upstairs, "I’ll take you up for a look."
Upstairs.
Ming Dongheng was still standing outside Jiang Fulai’s hospital room door, slightly closing his eyes, like a guardian deity.
Hearing the noise, his eyelids twitched, his fingers resting on the holster at his waist, suddenly he opened his eyes towards the staircase.
At the staircase, Bai Lian and Gao Shu came up side by side.
Seeing the figure to his left, Ming Dongheng stopped his fingers on the holster, stood up straight, and in that instant, as if seeing his mainstay, relaxed completely, "Miss Bai."
"How long?" Bai Lian looked up, seeing through the glass at the person inside.
Ming Dongheng’s eyes were dark, "Twelve days."
"Hmm," Bai Lian raised her hand, "Go back to rest first, come over again when you are fully rested."
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