Li Weiyi thought of something and said: "This time, our merits should be considered complete. I plan to leave myself a long letter to clearly explain the cause and effect, so that my 17-year-old self can firmly support my sister and Zhong Yi and bravely learn painting.

Painting. Just in case, I have to stay away from my ex-boyfriend. In this way, my life should be stable. What about you, do you plan to leave a message to yourself? "

Zhang Jingchan said: "No, since he has made a promise, I don't need to do anything extra. If he is still stubborn this time, then I will have no other choice but to continue on the original path of life."

.The message is meaningless.”

That night, Li Weiyi returned to Zhang's house and was lying on the big bed. She suddenly remembered something and touched her pocket. It was broken and empty. She jumped up quickly, ran to the laundry room downstairs, and asked the nanny: "Liu

Sister, have you washed the pants I changed into yesterday?"

Sister Liu pointed to the clothes drying pole outside.

Li Weiyi quickly found the pants, rummaged through them, but found nothing. She searched again on the ground inside and outside the villa, but found nothing. And she couldn't remember where she had dropped them. Was it at Li's house? Shanghai? Or a coffee shop?

?

Before she came here, because she didn't know which point in time she would travel to, she simply copied two sets of numbers for each month from January to the next four months. As soon as she arrived here, it was mid-March, she immediately copied March and April

I wrote down the 4 sets of numbers. But now, I can’t remember them all.

Li Weiyi lay back on the bed with regret, and after a moment, she smiled. Forget it, it didn't matter if she didn't want the windfall, she was satisfied with what she could accomplish this time.

——

Shanghai.

At night, next to the beach.

Xu Yi hurriedly walked to the beach with a few people. The moonlight was clear and the tide was surging. A lonely figure sat on a huge rock. The familiar back made Xu Yi recognize him at a glance.

Xu Yi breathed a sigh of relief, signaled others to wait for a moment, walked forward slowly, and shouted: "Chairman."

Zhang Moyun was only wearing a shirt. He took off his suit and put it on his shoulders. He was a bit more casual and unruly when he was young. He still looked ahead and said, "You've been looking for me all day, right?"

Xu Yiyimo. He has been working as his special assistant in the group for 4 years, and all he has seen is how sleepless and forgetful he is, his admirable courage and courage, and of course his unquestionable arbitrariness as the chairman. This is the first time.

, Zhang Moyun did not explain anything and disappeared for a whole day at the critical moment when a major project was being promoted.

"Are you...what's bothering you?"

Zhang Moyun just smiled and asked instead: "Has all the 150 million that the bank approved last week been invested in the project?"

Xu Yi was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Everything was put in place two days ago. 90 million was paid for the land, 30 million was paid to the supplier to order new materials, and they have already put into production. 30 million was invested in the clothing business, and the purchase

We selected 6 stores that you approved of.”

Zhang Moyun just looked ahead. In the dark and dim sky, the clouds were floating lightly, and a few withered stars were dotted. The outline of the city was majestic and blurry, and even the coastline at his feet was blurry. The sea was dormant and clamoring in front of him, and again

Seemingly laughing at his ridiculousness.

So he raised his head, smiled softly, and said in a voice that only he could hear: "Achan... I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, son, you did such a good job, much better than dad. If Fuming can be handed over to you in the future, it will definitely create greater glory.

Dad really wants to listen to you and let go, but it's too late. I've carried an extra 150 million. If you could have told Dad half a month earlier...

I can't give up on Fu Ming. I have always stood upright and acted righteously in my life, and I have never been ashamed of anyone. If I give in now, I will be betrayed and left with nothing, and I will be like a rat crossing the street, and everyone will shout and beat me.

I can't let you and my mother carry a debt of 150 million with me. How can my wife and son live such a humiliating and painful life?

Dad has no other choice. With a knife in his throat, he will die if he doesn't fight, so he can only give it a try. As long as he can seize a chance to revitalize Fu Ming and withdraw funds, in this game of hundreds of millions of money, Dad may not die without death.

Burial place.

"Chairman, what did you say?" Xu Yi hesitated.

Zhang Moyun took a long breath, stood up, jumped off the rock, put on his suit in twos and twos, raised his head, and for just a moment, he seemed to have regained his usual mountain-like aura.

"Let's go." He strode forward, followed by Xu Yi and other people, all of whom were silent. As he walked forward, he never looked at the sea behind him, and never looked back.

1. Learning to draw is just a possibility that Zhang Jingchan used to convince his father and mother. In fact, it is not easy to learn anything and follow any path, especially in the arts. It is even more difficult to get ahead. Don’t read this chapter and overthink your academic expertise.

Beautiful and simple.
Chapter completed!