I have a friend, let's call him Liu Cheng.

Time flies like a flash of time, and I remember Liu Cheng, who is tall, very sunny and handsome.

At the beginning, Liu Cheng took more than millions and started his business.

He was ambitious and felt that his company could be the first in the industry within three years, become a unicorn company within five years, go public within ten years, and become a successful person.

In just one year, the capital chain has been broken, the products have not been incubated, the business model has not been formed, the company's people are floating, and more and more people are looking for horses on donkeys.

Some people come over to say hello when they leave, while some people never come to work the next day.

Every time Liu Cheng patrolled his territory in the company, he would find that they would leave and would never come back.

Life is like this sometimes, coming and going in a hurry. Before we could get to know each other, that person walked into a crowd of people and there was no news.

"Are you leaving?" Liu Cheng wiped out the cigarette butts and helped Zhao Chen press the elevator.

Zhao Chen's eyes dodged: "Brother, well, I have to leave. The company's situation is getting worse and worse, and I will not cause trouble for me."

"Where are you going?" Liu Cheng put another cigarette.

Zhao Chen gritted his teeth: "RM Technical Director."

"Go and do it well." Liu Cheng patted his shoulder.

RM Technical Director, with an annual salary of more than 1 million and an option once every four years, is better than being with yourself.

Zhao Chen walked into the elevator: "Brother, if you want to come out and fight again, call me."

"Let's go, the road ahead is still long." Liu Cheng waved goodbye with a smile on his face.

Zhao Chen has been with him for many years. He still remembers the night when he talked about his entrepreneurial ideas. The two of them were brainstorming under the electric fan, looking forward to the future and tomorrow, and thinking about one day when they flapping their wings and soaring up to 90,000 miles.

It's all over.

Zhao Chen was the last employee to leave.

The company is a bit messy. Some people owed wages and took away the company's computer when they left, while others made a big fuss and broke the office compartment.

Not everyone is silent when they part.

The one who woke up in the end was probably Liu Cheng.

"Dingdong"

My wife: [I took Xiao Yang back to his grandma’s house first. When will you have time? Let’s go to the divorce procedures.]

"Hu." Liu Cheng lit a cigarette again. In order to start a business, he sold his house, but ended up getting such a result.

He suddenly punched his fist on the bathroom glass. He was unwilling to accept it, and he was unwilling to fail like this!

"ah!"

He roared with all his strength, and finally squatted in the corner of the bathroom, smoking a cigarette one by one, and the smoke filled him. He kept coughing, lying on the ground in a mess, hammering the ground.

Liu Cheng remembers that he also had an accidental personal insurance.

He looked at the computer that was still on, plugging in the drain, and water cup.

Just knock the water cup down, flow down the insertion line, and touch it yourself, at least your wife and children will have a guarantee of life.

"Forgive the stupid dad, forgive the incompetent husband, forgive the incompetent son, and see you in the next life." Liu Cheng swallowed his throat, picked up the water cup with his left hand, grabbed his left hand with his right hand, his hand trembled a little, and he couldn't hold it firmly.

"Ding Dong."

"Bang!"

"Ha, ha, huh!" Liu Cheng suddenly placed the water cup on the table, gasping for a while. He felt like he was soaked all over and sweat all over his body.

It turns out that death is such a terrible thing.

Chen Wanruo: [Risch Carlton Hotel, the main set, I sent you a car and picked you up downstairs.]

【I'll help you.】

Liu Cheng grabbed the phone, clenched it tightly, and kept shaking it.

He suddenly stood up, tidied up his clothes, carried his briefcase, and pressed the elevator hard.

She is hope.

He ran downstairs, Koenice Jesko, the rotor door opened wide, waiting for him.

Chen Wanruo is his first love, a high school classmate and half a classmate in college. In her sophomore year, she suddenly went abroad, and then the contact between the two gradually decreased, and finally reached the inevitable end of breaking up.

Liu Cheng always knew that Chen Wanruo's family was very rich, but he didn't know how much money she had in her family. When she was young, material things were the least important things.

If you like it, you will be together. It was not until a long time later that Liu Cheng realized that Chen Wanruo's family conditions were very good, so good that it exceeded his imagination.

The transformation from a traditional steel company to real estate eventually became the top 5 real estate industries.

He breathed heavily until he entered the Ritz-Carlton Hotel, he saw the buttons for the Presidential Suite in the elevator.

I only realized that the total set is a separate layer, on the tenth floor.

She was still as beautiful as ever, with delicate facial features, cherry Fan Su's mouth, a small waist of willows, and a silk nightgown wrapped around her body.

He knew what a tempting scenery there was. They hugged each other every night and fell asleep. At that time, they thought it was happiness.

"I can help you, but you have to promise me a few conditions." Chen Wanruo's voice was as light as before.

She is still her, but Liu Cheng is no longer the same person he used to be.

He is vulgar, he regards wealth as his life, he is smoothed by society, and he is smooth.

Liu Cheng thought for a while: "Tell me about the conditions."

There is no free lunch in the world.

"I have no intention of sharing a man with your wife." Chen Wanruo put forward the first condition.

Liu Cheng nodded. His wife had filed for divorce and their marriage came to an end.

"My investment accounts for more than 51%. My money is not scraped from heaven. Can you accept it?" Chen Wanruo put forward the second condition.

Liu Cheng nodded again. His company has now reached an abnormal situation of operation, and this requirement is not an exaggeration.

"Our first son's surname is Chen, but not Zhao, but the second son's surname is Zhao. You know, my father is very strong." Chen Wanruo bit his lips tightly when he said this.

The reason for their breakup was that the marriage was caused by huge differences, and it was a foreign love, so they could not meet each other, and the conflicts became deeper and deeper.

He already had a child, Xiao Yang was taken back to his parents' home.

He and Chen Wanruo have not been in contact for nearly ten years.

When he was desperate, he was willing to stick to him, and there was nothing wrong with this.

Liu Cheng nodded and said, "Is there any?"

"Don't write novels anymore, it's a waste of time." Chen Wanruo took a deep breath and said the last condition.

"You go to work in the company every day and have to write novels, so you don't have time to accompany me."

Liu Chengru was stunned by the thunder and was stunned: "I can't agree to this condition, I'm sorry."

"Am I not as important as novels?" Chen Wanruo stood up suddenly and asked angrily.

Liu Cheng smiled happily: "That is my dream. You can give up everything else, but I am still me who gave up my dream? Sorry, I have bothered."

He turned and left.

"Can you afford to eat by writing novels?" Chen Wanruo shouted loudly behind her.

"I don't write novels, you can support me." He stood still and asked with a smile.

Chen Wanruo nodded vigorously and said, "I will support you!"

Liu Cheng seemed to have thought of something, turned around and said with a smile: "They promised me that they would look at the genuine one to support me."

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I'm going to be on the shelves. You must go to the starting point. Is it okay to subscribe to the genuine version?

Boxes...the skin is over.

It's a small extra.

The official release comments are as follows:

I originally planned to send this comment on the shelves tomorrow morning, but when I think of it, readers and friends, when they wake up in the morning and see a comment on the shelves, they are so angry that they can't even sleep well, and they feel guilty.

First of all, thanks to my editor, the cutest pigeon wiger in Quanqidian, Ya Jiang!

This book has been able to reach the present, thanks to Ya Jiang's efforts. She gave me a lot of advice and brought it back several times on the verge of the collapse of the book.

But I failed her trust and finally failed to successfully guide Sanjiang Niang and was about to be put on the shelves.

Actually, I really want to blame the blame for changing the name twice, which makes readers unable to find where my book goes.

But if I think about it carefully, I still can’t write well.

I really want to tell a good story. This book has been overhauled at least three times and cut more than 100,000 words of saved manuscripts.

Overhaul is very troublesome...
To be continued...