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When Lei Zhen was yelling from the sidelines, Zhang Tao and Chen Wei were on the sidelines.
Chen Wei's seemingly unintentional behavior made me more convinced that he deliberately approached Lei Zhen.
It is worthy of recognition to be born as a human being and to make progress every day. But what Chen Wei wanted to get close to was this Lei Zhen who had stumbled him, which made me feel extremely uncomfortable.
I tried my best to convince myself that it was impossible for Chen Wei to trip over the same rock twice.
I would rather believe that Chen Wei's deliberate approach this time is for revenge, and I don't want to think that Chen Wei is going to degenerate again.
His eyes followed Lei Zhen all the time, and he didn't even look at me.
Guo Dong stood in the lobby for less than a minute. He had no interest in such bland shouting, so he went straight to the elevator, intending to go upstairs to find Uncle Wei.
"Swipe the card for me!" When I got to the elevator door, because I needed to swipe the card to go upstairs, I looked around Guo Dong only to find that I was the closest, so he yelled at me.
It was not difficult to help, so I got up and walked towards the elevator.
?Because I have to go up and down the stairs frequently recently, Wang Ba equipped me with a card, which is really convenient.
"It happened that there was something going on upstairs, I'll take you up there!"
After entering the elevator and swiping his card, Guo Dong stepped in suspiciously before the elevator closed.
I know what he is worried about. Anyway, I will not beat him. The most I can do is to ruin his business.
Walking into Uncle Wei's office, he was lying in the massage chair that Wu Yi had sent over earlier. This massage chair is quite high-end, with wifi connection, and you can listen to Internet songs.
From the sound of the walker on the side of the massage chair, the pleasant piano music is "Whirlwind Dance of Light" by Huang Yongcan. Uncle Wei closed his eyes slightly, staring blankly at a calligraphy work on the east wall through the thin gap.
That is "Wuyi Lane" written by calligrapher Sun Xiaoyun, and a poem by Liu Yuxi, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. Weeds and flowers by the Zhuque Bridge, the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane; in the old days, the swallows in front of Wang Xietang flew into the homes of ordinary people. Good poems and good words, no wonder Wei Shu is fascinated.
On the wall behind his head is Feng Zikai's cartoon "Alleyway", and the artistic conception is also from Liu Yuxi's "Woyi Lane". Such corresponding calligraphy and paintings appear on the opposite walls, which is indeed full of wit and wit.
Uncle Wei has reached the age to take care of his life. If everything is normal, this old man should hold the hand of his grandson and enjoy the cool under the shade of the trees on the edge of the square.
However, this is not the case. In my impression, Uncle Wei seems to be alone in his office forever. Unless there is a social occasion to go out, under normal circumstances, even if he is not working, he will stay in the office and rarely go out.
I looked at his gray temples and felt extremely sad.
In fact, like Uncle Guo, he should have spent his later years at the foot of the Qinling Mountains.
When I made tea for Uncle Wei and gently placed it in front of him, he slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing that Guo Dong and I were both there, he easily greeted us to sit on the sofa.
Uncle Wei has a profound realm, and he treats me and Guo Dong equally, and he will definitely not show that he is pleasing to anyone, and he sees who is off-putting. So every time I come here, I feel very relaxed.
After taking his seat, Uncle Wei asked Guo Dong why he came here.
"Uncle, I heard about the transformation of Golden Emperor Entertainment. I came here for nothing but to confirm." Guo Dong didn't say his real purpose for coming here, but instead chatted with Uncle Wei to find a topic.
"There is no need to confirm this. When it opens, not only you, but everyone in the world will know!" Uncle Wei waved his hand while speaking, indicating that it is not worth asking.
"I also heard that a star hotel will be opened upstairs in the future, is it true!" Guo Dong asked Uncle Wei persistently.
In fact, if he had asked me these questions when he was downstairs, I would have been able to answer them to his satisfaction.
But Guo Dong did not, maybe I should learn his communication skills. Some conversations without much practical meaning tend to make the subsequent communication easier.
"Star-rated hotel? I don't know about it. If you have any questions, you should ask Feng Tang. He is more professional than me, and he happens to be in charge of this area. You two can exchange ideas!"
After Uncle Wei finished speaking, he picked up his teacup, obviously not intending to answer Guo Dong's similarly stupid questions.
People's energy is limited, Guo Dong's question is meaningless, naturally Uncle Wei is too lazy to waste saliva.
Successful people always have a good understanding of rejection. In many cases, rejection is a life attitude. When you want to stay home more, some meaningless invitations just need to be politely declined. that yearnbsp; "If I lose, I will give you 50% of the shares in the express hotel funded by myself for free!" Guo Dong is not stupid, and he thought of such a way to punish me in minutes.
I went from having nothing in this city to now owning two inns. No one else can know what I feel like. From all kinds of hard work to just getting on the right track, according to the bet Guo Dong threw, if I lose, I will be doomed, and there must be no way to recover.
This is undoubtedly devastating to me.
A few days ago, I told my mother that I had a good life in Xi'an. If I had nothing in two months, would I still be able to bear the disappointment in my mother's eyes?
Li Xin's trust in me, her love for me, how does a loser face it?
If I lose everything now, how can I give an account of the past years?
My youth, my dreams, and the immortal flamingo in my heart will definitely be gone forever.
However, when I think of He Peng, that bloody man, my blood surges unconsciously.
He accidentally knew something he shouldn't know, but he lost his life without warning.
What is wrong with him?
Bole when I was frustrated, believe me, affirm my leader, a good husband with feelings, a great father, what did he do wrong?
I will do my best to let the bad guys get the punishment they deserve.
We will leave this world eventually, sooner or later. So do what you should do, resist evil with a righteous attitude, don't care about right or wrong, and don't care about the way of resistance.
In the boundless universe, in the endless time and space, a person's life is just like a firefly, and the radiance is only a flick of a finger. In the remaining time, we are more like a dusty dust, floating in the chaos, and will never shine.
So, why not use up all your strength in the moment of light?
The number of tourists at the Qinling Station will shrink in winter. It seems that for this bet, I have to use my trump card.
After analyzing the stakes, I yelled, "Just bet!"
"Beautiful! Why don't you add another Audi A6, you lack a car to pretend to be aggressive, and the Passat that my nanny buys for vegetables should also be replaced!" Guo Dong took the opportunity to increase his size. Kill him, vow not to give up.
"Okay, if Young Master Guo is brave enough, we might as well add another one!"
"What?" Guo Dong tilted his head and looked at me, his eyes became wary.
"Whoever loses, get out of Xi'an" I said. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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