Chapter 367

"Good."

People in the company have completely accepted the fact that Mo Beicheng and Shen Nanqiao have been married. At the moment, her eyes are full of banter, unlike the initial sarcasm.

It's just a little bit sad that Nanqiao's good luck, his family background is so mediocre that he has climbed up to the Mo family.

And a favorite.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Mo Dong is very kind to you. He sent you in person."

She's sitting next to another designer in the company.

This tour is only limited to the designers who participated in the case of Tianzheng Group, not including the assistants, so Wang Yue didn't join us.

There are about ten people in the party. The bus is not full.

Nanqiao laughed and didn't speak.

The designer probably knew Shen Nanqiao's character and didn't mind.

She didn't sleep last night. After another night of strenuous exercise, she was a little tired, so she closed her eyes to refresh herself.

As soon as I got on the bus, everyone was very excited. All the people on the bus were talking loudly.

When the car drove to the entrance of the highway, Nanqiao's mobile phone suddenly vibrated a few times, which was a wechat.

She half narrowed her eyes.

See the content, immediately sleepless, sitting right body.

Mo Beicheng got the call at two o'clock in the afternoon.

At that time, he was in a meeting. He had planned to call Nanqiao after the meeting. Unexpectedly, he received a call from Qiao Jinhuai, "third brother, in the morning, the bus that my third sister-in-law took to travel encountered a landslide caused by snow melting when it stopped for a rest. The car was pushed to a cliff several hundred meters below."

Mo Beicheng had been to Bailu mountain. He didn't drive all the way to the end. He entered the mountain road at daogukou. The road was rugged and sometimes extremely narrow.

But there, it is a natural beauty carved by nature.

High mountains on both sides, sea of clouds, snow, patches of green plants

When the sun rises, it releases the golden awn, which makes the white snow on the top of the mountain red.

Egret mountain is a 5A scenic spot that was applied for only six years ago. For so many years, apart from some people who are not good at learning how to drive down a cliff, they have never heard of natural disasters such as landslides, earthquakes and avalanches.

So at that time, Nanqiao said that when he went to egret mountain, although he was not at ease, he did not object.

Mo Beicheng suddenly stood up from his position, and the stool fell to the ground because of his strong action. His face suddenly changed, which made everyone in the meeting room silent.

The man walked out quickly, and the wind was like a blade, which made his face ache.

The assistant opened the door of the meeting room first.

"Where are the people in the car?"

"The armed police have rushed to search and rescue, and the specific situation is still unknown."

Voice down, Mo Beicheng already saw Qiao Jinhuai, he stood at the door of the office, holding a mobile phone in his hand, face tight: "third brother."

The coat was worn in a hurry, and some of it was still messy. He came over and followed Mo Beicheng to the elevator quickly. "The reporter has arrived. It's estimated that the news will be broadcast soon."

Mo Beicheng calls Nanqiao, but a cold and mechanical female voice comes from the receiver: the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable.

He dialed another number, still.

"Shit," he blurted, hung up the phone and hurried into the elevator.

According to the time, the bus should be in the section of the canyon, and only that section of the road has the possibility of landslide.

Qiao Jinhuai looked at Mo Beicheng, only felt that he was a little green under his eyes. His pale face repressed some kind of emotion of wanton agitation, like a wild animal in a period of irritability. He took the car key in his hand and said, "third brother, I'll drive."

Mo Beicheng didn't try to be brave. His current state is really not suitable for long-distance driving.

When the car arrived in the middle of the road, the news came out. Not only the company's buses but also more than a dozen private cars were involved. The specific number of casualties has not yet come out.

The armed police have arrived and are trying to carry out rescue.

Five hours' drive, Qiao Jinhuai arrived in three hours. The car was still a long way away from the scene of the accident, and was stopped by the armed police. "Sorry, there is a large area of landslide on the road ahead, so we can't pass for the time being. Please take a detour."

Mo Beicheng pursed his lips, and his voice was cold and deep: "my wife is in the disaster stricken vehicle."

He stood there, his face tense, like a tall, straight, frosty pine.

"Here are all family members," the man pointed to the weeping people around him with his chin. "It's for your safety that you are not allowed to enter. The snow and ice melt, and the mountain may cause a second landslide at any time. Now our officers and soldiers are in the process of rescue. You wait patiently."