The years when I was an old man

As soon as the crisp and elegant voice sounded, everyone in the room had different expressions.

Hao Jiangma couldn't help but frown, while the old accountant had a look of astonishment on his face.

Brother Bao, who was still sitting on the sofa, suddenly stood up at this moment.

It was obvious he recognized who the person in the corridor was.

With the sound of high heels, a woman holding a rare leather handbag and wearing a skirt walked in.

Aaron Cen!

The second young lady of the Cen family whom Mr. Cen values ​​most.

We still have a good relationship with her. Although it is not a deep relationship, we have a good impression on each other.

Otherwise, she would not be able to keep Qi Lan by her side.

She was accompanied by two assistants, a man and a woman.

As soon as he entered the door, Cen Yalun had an elegant smile on his lips, glanced at everyone, and said:

"What day is it today? You are such busy people on weekdays and you can't make an appointment even if you want to, but today we are actually together. Especially Uncle Ma, you are rare, aren't you?"

Before anyone could answer, she glanced at Mo Xiaoman who was kneeling on the ground.

He hurriedly stepped forward and helped Mo Xiaoman up.

She frowned and said with a hint of complaint:

"Hey, Xiaoman, what's wrong with you? Get up!"

As he spoke, Cen Yalun looked at Brother Bao with dissatisfaction and said angrily:

"Brother Bao, this is your fault. Women are meant to be hurt. Even if she makes a huge mistake, you won't let people kneel down like this, right? When I was with you, I was a young flower girl in full bloom. . Why, do you think she is too old now? No longer like the little flowers outside? You, Abao, have never been this kind of person. What happened today? "

Brother Bao looked embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

As soon as he finished speaking, Cen Yalun looked at Haojiang Ma again.

Still looking like a spring breeze, he said elegantly:

"Uncle Ma, I was in the corridor just now. You were asking who could prove whether A-Lan's cell phone was lost, right? It was a coincidence. Yesterday I couldn't get through when I called her personal cell phone. When I asked later, She said she lost her phone. Can't I prove it?"

Hao Jiangma smiled, but there was a bit of ridicule in his smile.

"Aaron can prove it, so it must be a misunderstanding. Is your father in good health?"

"Thanks to Uncle Thomas, my dad has been doing very well recently. He doesn't care about Lao Yun now, and studies the decoration of Xin Yun with some designers every day. He also wants to put the cultural relics and artworks he has collected over the years in Xin Yun. There will be an exhibition on the cloud. When it opens, Uncle Ma will definitely go and support it!"

"sure!"

I stood aside, feeling even more dizzy and my throat was extremely dry.

But I can still hear that the Cen family seems to be somewhat dissatisfied with the Ma family.

As for why, I don't know.

After talking to Hao Jiangma, Cen Yalun looked at the old accountant again.

Before he could say anything, the old accountant stretched out his hand and said hello:

"Ms. Cen, actually, Mr. Huang and I visited Haojiang a few years ago. You were there at the time. I wonder if you still remember me?"

Cen Yalun shook hands with the old accountant, but what he said was quite meaningful.

"I'm sorry, there are so many people who have visited my father over the years. I can't remember all at once, so please forgive me. But I have some impressions of Mr. Huang. He is a very interesting person..."

The old accountant was a little embarrassed, but Cen Yalun continued:

"By the way, I heard that you and A-Lan had some troubles two days ago. A-Lan is a woman and doesn't know how to control her temper. If there is any offense, please let Haihan..."

No one expected that Cen Yalun would take the initiative to apologize.

The old accountant seemed to have regained some face, and Cen Yalun followed up and said:

"But everything A-Lan said to you is true. She will be responsible for what she said, and I will also be responsible for her. Our Cen family welcomes everyone to come to Haojiang, but we do not welcome anyone who damages Haojiang. A stable and peaceful person. After all, we are businessmen. Without a good environment, our business cannot be done. Do you think I am right?"

The old accountant was even more embarrassed, but he could only nod helplessly.

I stood aside, but there was a feeling of emotion in my heart.

No wonder when the world reaches a certain level, everyone wants to clear their name and become a man wearing a suit and tie.

After all, this is a class leap.

No matter how famous they are in the world, in the eyes of capital, they are just a bunch of low-class people.

While they were drinking and drinking, the fate of these people in the world could be easily decided.

"Is there anything else going on, everyone? If not, I will ask A-Lan to go back with me first. If you have something going on, just leave her here. If you have anything, just ask her..."

Cen Yalun hid the needle in his cotton wool and said with a smile.

Brother Bao who was standing aside suddenly looked at Mo Xiaoman. He said with a gloomy face:

"Miss Cen is right. Although you are sorry for me, I will not embarrass you. After all, you followed me once. I only have one request, don't come to Haojiang again in the future. I'm afraid that if I see you, I will bear it. I’ll kill you if I don’t stop!”