Light rain in the capital.

The old saying goes, an autumn rain is cold. Before the autumn tiger has arrived, the light rain has caused the temperature in the capital to drop by several degrees. There is no longer the heat of summer and no dampness of rain. It is like the coordination after the combination of yin and yang, which is refreshing and pleasant.

It was past seven o'clock, and the night was completely up.

The brilliant neon lights and rolling traffic decorate the rich and prosperous capital in the dense rain and heavy night.

Wen Shuo stood in front of the office window and looked at the Fourth Ring Road that seemed to be close to him. Vehicles of all sizes continued to speed by, and the neat and lonely street lights emitted dim light, which reflected the clear and dense raindrops.

In the afternoon, C. Huang Zhi suddenly told him that he would go back to Shenzhen and Hong Kong.

Wen Shuo realized that he had not been able to persuade Huang Qinzhi to accept his reform plan, and was trapped in a contradiction and helpless entanglement.

but……

What are you saying?

If not, I'll explain it carefully. Why do I go back to my parents' home if I feel unhappy?

When he thought of the large number of brothers, cousins, cousins, cousins, uncles, and aunts in the Huang family in Shenzhen and Hong Kong, and all of them are rich and powerful, the fat man couldn't help but tremble. He felt that his more than 200 kilograms of meat would probably not be enough in the eyes of those people in the Huang family who were swaying in their teeth!

Well, Qin Zhi's family is full of high-quality and well-educated people. How could he beat his son-in-law? So he can still make sense.

But how do you explain it to my mother?

I am used to going home for dinner every night, and then the couple goes back to the house they live in together... It's great, why did Qin Zhi go back to her parents' home?

At that moment, the fat man was actually a little angry and angry.

He likes to reason rather than fall into a cold war with anger, which is even more hurtful than quarrel, insult or even attacking.

Besides, I am not the kind of arbitrary person, and I have always discussed things.

But just when he wanted to talk to C. Huang Zhi again, C. Huang Zhi smiled and said to him: "Don't be angry, don't think too much. I just need to change myself and think about the plan you proposed calmly. Maybe you are really right, but I haven't thought it thoroughly yet. I have been in Beijing for too long, and my daily work and life will inevitably make people feel numb and bored. It's good to go out for a walk occasionally. Of course, if you want, we can go back to Shenzhen and Hong Kong together, just think it's good to go out for a trip. Well, it's good to have a breath."

The anger and depression in the fat man's heart quickly dissipated.

At that moment, he almost couldn't help but want to fly to Shenzhen and Hong Kong with Cinnamon Huangzhi.

But it won't work.

First, he had already made an appointment with Jing Bai to meet, and Jing Bai would arrive in the capital tonight; secondly, Huang Qinzhi had to go out to relax, think calmly, and even ask her parents to follow her, which would cause trouble.

The understanding fat man chose to send Huang Qinzhi to the airport in person, and kissed, hugged, and said goodbye with a smile...

But he did not have the idea of ​​vetoing the plan he decided.

Just thinking about where there are omissions.

If even Scutellaria germ cannot convince, how can they convince Yan Yun and other shareholders?

The phone rings.

Wen Shuo turned around to the desk and picked up the phone: "I am Wen Shuo."

"Chairman, Mr. Jing has received the hotel." Youzi's voice came from the phone: "Now I'll pick you up, or will I send Mr. Jing to the company later?"

Wen Shuo raised his wrist and looked at the time, saying, "I'll take a taxi by myself, you can go to the second floor to order food."

"Okay, Chairman..." Youzi asked apologetically, "I don't know what you and Mr. Jing want to eat?"

"As long as you want, the environment is good."

"yes."

After hanging up the phone, the fat man smiled bitterly and shook his head, looking helpless - Youzi can be a driver, so he can do some "private affairs" and it is also easy to use, but it is really not suitable if he is asked to do some assistant reception work.

Daily assistant...

The fat man felt that there was no need to arrange it around him for the time being. First, it was a waste of manpower and financial resources; second, it was too inconvenient. After all, as a mysterious scholar, he would inevitably have many secrets that were not easy to be known by too many ordinary people; third, young people are not used to it and do not like it.

When he walked out of the office and was about to go downstairs, Wen Shuo found Xu Fang sitting on the sofa in the front desk lounge, as if he was thinking about something, looking worried.

"Sister Fang, why haven't you got off work yet?" Wen Shuo greeted casually.

"Ah, Chairman, are you leaving?" Xu Fang hurriedly stood up, looking like she wanted to speak but stopped.

"Yeah." Wen Shuo nodded and said, "A friend came, so I got off work late today. What about you? Why didn't you go back?"

Xu Fang's cheeks turned red and she said embarrassedly: "Chairman, I have something I want to... want to talk to you."

Wen Shuo looked surprised, raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and smiled and said, "Are you anxious?"

"Forget it, it's nothing..." Xu Fang shook her head and waved her hand in an increasingly embarrassing look on her face, "It won't waste your time, you can go and do it quickly. It's not a big deal. Let's talk about it later, I will not say it anymore."

"Oh, just tell me if you have anything." Wen Shuo was so amused and crying.

"I won't say it anymore, no, nothing." Xu Fang turned around and ran away in panic.

Wen Shuo, who was hung down, stood there and smiled bitterly. In order to prevent Xu Fang from being too embarrassed, he could only stand here and wait for a while. It would be hard to follow him downstairs now. In that case, if Xu Fang's temperament is not intact, he will run wildly.

"What can she do? She looks embarrassed and wants to speak but can't speak." Wen Shuo thought, and took an umbrella from the front desk and slowly went downstairs.

When he walked out of the office building, he suddenly called out a clever one - Sister Fang was, wouldn't she? She wanted to confess her love to me, right?

This possibility is not without!

After all, I am so outstanding, Fatty...

Oops!

Sorry!

However, it can only make Sister Fang feel sad and disappointed!

The sentimental fat man held an umbrella, looked at the dense night with drizzle, sighed at his flawlessness, sighed at the hurtful love of his children, and looked at the back of Xu Fang who was indeed fleeing in panic and quickly walked west along the sidewalk, feeling pity.

A relatively familiar with Chairman Wen’s thrifty personality, the Youzi booked a small, half-pack room for two people.

When the fat man arrived at the second floor of the hotel, Jing Bai also followed Youzi downstairs.

When Jing Bai was laughing and crying when he saw the half bag that the oil had set, the fat man was even more angry. On the surface, he just frowned slightly and ordered: "Change a private room."

Youzi's heart trembled and he didn't bother to apologize to the chairman, so he hurried to find the waiter to change the private room.

Although it was two people eating, it was really inconvenient for them to eat in such a relatively noisy environment.

As for whether the restaurant owner was happy to occupy a large private room for the two...

It's nothing more than a matter of money.

The private room, which is not big, seems much empty because there are only two people.

There were only three dishes on the round dining table, but two bottles of Maotai were placed.

Wen Shuo only had one bottle, but the other bottle was Jing Bai before the meal was served. Then Wen Shuo said that the waiter asked the waiter to take two bottles directly, which made Wen Shuo grin in pain. I still remember that the first time I had a meal with Jing Bai was in an ordinary small restaurant on the streets of Jingda South. A meal was not as good as the price of a dish today, let alone, today only two of them had specially ordered a private room and chose to drink Maotai... Why didn't Jing Bai let him go?

The so-called difficulty in changing one's nature is probably Wen Shuo's current state.

Who would have been so valuable now that people can spend more than 1,800 yuan at a meal?

Fortunately, he just subconsciously felt distressed by nature.

Soon he could understand why Jing Bai was so generous to others. For more than half a year, Jing Bai, who had been so relaxed and relaxed in body and mind, seemed to have just walked out of prison and was in a very good mood. Before Wen Shuo mentioned the Chi family in Jianglong Province, he first complained about the current situation of the development of the Wohuling Scenic Area and various problems that may be faced in the future.

A bottle of Moutai was quickly cleared, and Jing Bai, who told Datong's pain, said sincerely: "Fatty, my experience over the past six months has made me often want to ask you how it did it?"

"How did you do it?" the fat man said in surprise.

"Study, work, communication, practice... you seem to have not fallen behind, and you are doing everything well." Jing Bai asked sincerely: "You have so much time, aren't you tired?"

The vain fat man suddenly became proud and waved his hand modestly, "It's nothing, nothing...it's a little bit!"

Jing Bai was speechless and glared at the fat man.

The fat man was stared at by the stare and his emotions were depressed in an instant. He did not rush to answer, but drank half a glass of wine, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, with a bitter expression but a little self-deprecating tone, and smiled, "How could he not be tired?"

"Then..." Jing Bai suddenly felt a little distressed when he looked at the fat man who was more than 20 years younger than him.

"I have to do it even if I'm tired." The bitterness on the fat man's face quickly disappeared without a trace, and he smiled: "I've been used to it since I was a child, but it's meaningless to be idle when I'm free."

Jing Bai thought for a while and said, "If Xuanshi can't rest, he can spend all his remaining time on his practice."

"Come on, how boring that is?" the fat man said disdainfully.

"Is the practice of cultivation boring?" Jing Bai shook his head and said, "The deeper the practice of Xuan Dharma, the more exciting it will be. Exploring the mysterious realm, the deeper the wireless and vast, how can it be boring?"

The fat man was stunned and shook his head and said, "Come on, life is so exciting. Throw yourself into the practice of mysterious method and constantly explore it. At most, it will only last a hundred years of life. If you indulge in cultivating the mysterious and exploring the mysterious, in my opinion, you will fall astray and the devil's way."

"Fatty, you are still so extreme." Jing Bai smiled and joked.

"Each, each other." The fat man smiled and raised his glass to show.

Jing Bai immediately understood and raised his glass to have a drink with the fat man. If it were before, no one could convince anyone in this regard, and he would even persuade the fat man like before. He should focus on practicing Xuan Dharma and Xuanmen River and the world, making money... It is a simple thing to do.

But now, the experience of the past six months has given him a personal experience and a certain change in his thoughts.

extreme?
Chapter completed!