you are a star

When Liang Feicheng and his group walked out of the empty city, he glanced sideways at the long opening flower baskets placed on both sides of the gate.

The reason why it caught his attention was because the flowers in those flower baskets were slightly different from the ones he usually saw.

Among some precious flowers, there is a bouquet of rosy roses among the white perfume lilies in each basket.

Not only was there no sense of disobedience, but the bouquet of roses was set off by the white lilies, making it extraordinarily flamboyant.

The signature of the flower basket is a single word - Shen.

He looked away, Fan Qi drove the car over, he walked over, got into the car, before the car left, he looked sideways again, his brown pupils were like stars on a winter night, sweeping across the flower baskets.

The car drove out of the empty city parking lot, and bundles of street lights pressed into the car.

Liang Feicheng turned on his laptop...

This night, the empty city opened, and many people came to watch the excitement. In the end, they all fell deeply under the service here, and even compared it with Liang Feicheng's MT in their hearts.

They are not even close.

But the strange thing is that people who have seen the real face of the boss of Kongcheng want to post the photos they secretly took on Weibo, but they can't post them anyway.

Even text microblogs with keywords such as Kongcheng Boss and Kongcheng could not be posted.

What's even more weird is that when anyone tried to post pictures on the Internet, when they came back to their senses, all the photos in their mobile phones disappeared.

This is equivalent to a supernatural event, but it has sounded a wake-up call in the hearts of many people.

This empty city boss is not simple.

The next day, Liang Feicheng's MT Entertainment City announced to the outside world that it was going to be renovated and closed.

After hearing the news, Li Dongbai made a call to Liang Feicheng's cell phone.

"The color makes the mind faint?"

At that time, Liang Feicheng was signing the document, holding the mobile phone in his right hand, turning the pen in his left hand between his index and middle fingers, and turning the document to the signature page.

Then holding the pen, the handwriting was vigorous and powerful, and he signed his name neatly.

What Li Dongbai said had no effect on him in the slightest, and he also knew what the four words straight to the point referred to.

"It's just a normal rest." Liang Feicheng's tone was straightforward.

Li Dongbai on the other end of the phone smiled meaningfully: "That's such a coincidence, it's fine to steal your business, and even give it away."

Faced with the ridicule in Li Dong's vernacular, Liang Feicheng remained unmoved and remained silent for two seconds.

"Give it to her, I am happy."

Then, he hung up the phone.

Li Dongbai who was hung up on the phone sighed and smiled helplessly.

Using this method to coax women, Liang Feicheng is probably No.1.

If in ancient times, his approach would probably be called a faint king.

……

In the evening, the brightly lit empty city ushered in another large wave of guests.

The reason Qiao Nan had already heard was that Liang Feicheng's MT Entertainment City was closed for rest.

She was sitting in front of the window looking at the neon lights in the distance of the city in a trance, and the fixed phone on the desk rang three times before she noticed it.

When she came back to her senses, the blankness in her eyes disappeared in an instant, and she picked up the phone.

"what happened?"

The phone was turned on in the lobby downstairs: "Boss, there is a young man who wants to see you."

Qiao Nan frowned like a distant mountain, "What's your name?"

"He said his name was Yin Shisan."

"I don't know this person, please let him go."

"Yes, boss."

Just when Qiao Nan was about to put the receiver back, there was an exclamation from the front desk on the other end of the phone: "Hey, why did you snatch my phone..."

Qiao Nan frowned, and then heard a slightly green voice, as if the voice change period hadn't ended yet: "You don't remember me?"

"Should I know you?" Qiao Nan asked back.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for about three seconds, "I am... last night, the one who deleted the surveillance video..."

As soon as Qiao Nan passed his thoughts, he remembered.

So it was him?

Even if she wasn't there, she could probably guess that the boy who stuttered and said this sentence should be flushed.

It was obvious last night that he should be underage.

"Oh..." Qiao Nan dragged his voice deliberately, "It's you, what's the matter?"

"I want to see you!" the boy insisted.

Qiao Nan refused without thinking: "I'm very busy, so I don't have time to see you."

"You are talking nonsense, you are the boss, why are you so busy?"

The childish words almost made Qiao Nan laugh. Although she seemed to be very leisurely, not all bosses were like her who could be a hands-off shopkeeper without any worries.

Before Qiao Nan could speak, the boy's voice came again, "I want to worship you as my teacher, you teach me."

Qiao Nan didn't expect that his purpose of seeing her was like this. He froze for a moment, stroked his forehead and smiled: "It's not difficult to find the deleted monitoring. You can also see tutorials online, it's just superficial."

The boy seemed to grit his teeth and said, "No, I think you are different."

Qiao Nan didn't want to talk nonsense with him anymore, "I don't have time to teach you, goodbye."

After hanging up the phone, she dialed another phone at the front desk: "Ask the security to send the person out, don't do anything, the person should be underage."

After hanging up the phone again, Qiao Nan leaned back on the back of the chair and closed his eyes.

Scenes without chronological order flashed in her mind. She tried to recall from the time when she was seven years old, hoping to recall some details, about her and about Qiao Qingru.

But no matter what she thought, she couldn't think of any clues.

Recalling what grandma said before she died, how did grandma know that she was not Qiao Qingru's daughter?

After a while, the phone rang again. She thought the front desk had nothing to do with the boy, so she picked up the phone without looking at the number.

It was a call from the VIP box.

"Boss, Third Young Master Liang is drunk, we dare not touch him."

Qiao Nan took a deep breath, "He came alone?"

"Yes, Liang Sanshao came alone and opened a box. He also said that he didn't like his things being touched by others. From now on, this box can only be reserved for him."

Qiao Nan's forehead twitched, "Since he's drunk, go find his bodyguard and assistant and tell them to take him away."

The foreman wondered: "I just asked the security downstairs. Mr. Liang drove here by himself."

She paused for two seconds and said, "You call Liang's mansion and tell them to come pick you up. The number is..."

The foreman wrote it down and was shocked.

Why is the boss so familiar with the number of Liang Mansion?
But she didn't dare to ask more questions. After hanging up the phone, she dialed the phone number Qiao Nan gave her, and the result——

"The number you dialed is empty."

When the foreman told Qiao Nan the result, Qiao Nan tightly clenched the fingers holding the receiver.

How could the number of Liang Mansion be an empty number?
She sneered, what is this?
Liang Feicheng, do you have to do this?
The foreman didn't know what to do. The other party was Liang Sanshao. It was the first time she came into contact with a person of this status, and she didn't even dare to touch him.

Just when she was at a loss, the boss who had been silent on the phone for several seconds finally spoke again: "Take care of him, I'll be right there."