My boss betrayed me

The night was like a heavy black curtain, tightly wrapping the entire city.

The dim and hazy lights on the street seem to cover this complicated world with a layer of mysterious veil.

Speaking of the background of "Solent Nightclub", it is like a thick and chaotic fog that cannot be dissolved. No one can sort it out clearly and thoroughly.

According to Fang Baiyun's suspicion and speculation, this nightclub is most likely the product of a powerful and unimaginable consortium, deeply trapped in the ambiguous and elusive gray area between black and white.

It is also located at the border between the lower class and the upper class, just like a mysterious and obscure bridge, playing a crucial yet puzzling role of mediation and isolation.

Six million Dragon Coins are equivalent to more than 30 US Dragon Coins. If calculated based on a high interest rate of % for four months, it can generate more than US Dragon Coins in interest. For a nightclub, the attraction is simply off the charts and shocking.

However, this is a loan without any financial guarantee. Its success depends entirely on the lender's confidence in the investment results. It also depends on whether the investment project is unique and whether the safety factor is high enough to leave no worries.

Because of this, the probability of this type of loan being successfully signed is often shockingly low, which can be described as the most unpopular of the most unpopular.

However, this is at least a ray of hope that is vague and illusory in the darkness.

Liuli was holding a snow-white napkin, wiping the wine glass carefully and meticulously, and couldn't help but complain to Nangong Yue:

"Today is a rare day to relax. What earth-shattering, urgent matter do you have that needs to be done tonight? If you are not here, the atmosphere will collapse in an instant, and it will be completely cold. The excitement will be reduced by at least half.

Can you please have a good talk with Brother Ye? Can't you wait until tomorrow to deal with the problem? We are not in a hurry, right? "

At this moment, the wind outside the window was blowing, the branches were shaking in the wind, as if they would break at any time, and the curtains were snapping in the wind.

"No, dear!" Nangong Yue answered firmly and without hesitation:

"Tonight we are going to discuss the key issue of Li Yichen's patented product investment. This was originally arranged for you to handle. Brother Ye is actually helping you out of kindness. You must muster up all your energy and support him with all your strength!"

The slightly dim light in the room made the two people's faces look gloomy, just like the sky covered by dark clouds.

At this time, there were a few muffled thunders in the distance, as if foreshadowing something.

Liuli said helplessly:

"I have carefully written down everything you asked me to do, but I am so busy that I am like a spinning top that never stops. I don't have a chance to rest. Look at all the things going on in the company now.

, it's like a tangled mess of twine that can't be untied, and you still want me to go to Paris. However, going to Paris at public expense can give me the opportunity to enjoy myself, just like a public-funded tour, it's wonderful! "

Nangong Yue looked solemn and said with a serious face:

"I have to hurry up and deal with Bai Fang's matter. The sooner it's resolved, the sooner I can feel at ease. These past few days, my mind has been empty. I have no inspiration and can't write anything. I feel extremely bad, as if I have fallen into a bottomless abyss."

The watery moonlight shines through the window, casting silver spots on the ground, like frost and snow in a dream.

However, the moonlight at this moment seemed particularly cold and without a trace of warmth.

"If," Liuli emphasized the tone and continued:

"If you went to great lengths to bring Bai Fang to Rome, what do you plan to let her do? I have absolutely no intention of discrimination. I am simply stating the actual situation. In my impression, Bai Fang is a person with lofty ambitions."

Liuli speaks with great discretion and stops at the point.

Nangong Yue's mind was as clear as a mirror. She understood what Liuli wanted to say but was unable to say it out loud. In fact, her own mind was also a mess and she had no idea what to do. After all, the whole situation was like a tangled mess that was difficult to cut and sort out. She could only take one step at a time and cross the river by feeling the stones.

She pondered for a moment and said slowly:

"Rome is not a place where we can eat peacefully. What are we doing here? No one can tell. Even if we live here, the only thing that can really support us is Longteng Country. We didn't come to Europe with the aura of invincibility.

There is no such powerful strength. Capitalist countries are full of investment, capital surplus, and they are constantly exporting capital. Here, we can only work for others and do small businesses.

Don't dream of getting rich overnight. Therefore, including Bai Fang, our development potential is still in Longteng Country, in those places that are in urgent need of capital inflow. Our right of residence in Europe is just a good-looking cover at best.

It's fine to show it to the Chinese people for superficial appeal, but if you really want to rely on it to fill your stomach, that's simply a foolish dream, a fantasy!"

As it was almost eight o'clock, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually became subdued, like a nocturne that was about to end.

The pedestrians on the street were hurrying as if they were fleeing from the coming storm.

Nangong Yue took off her apron quickly and neatly, put on her windbreaker swiftly, and hurried downstairs carrying the file box that she had carefully prepared in advance.

In the darkness of the night, Fang Baiyun's car was parked quietly downstairs, its outline slightly blurry in the dimness.

"Are you nervous?" Fang Baiyun asked cautiously and tremblingly, his heart in his throat.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his forehead, and the air around him seemed to become heavy.

"I was so nervous!" Nangong Yue admitted honestly, her heart trembling:

"I felt my palms were getting wet from the crazy sweating, it was like 'water flooding the Jinshan Temple'."

The wind grew stronger, rustling the leaves.

After the car started, the street lights quickly retreated backwards, as if time was flowing backwards.

Fang Baiyun said anxiously:

"I was so nervous that my heart almost jumped out of my throat. I really didn't know how miserable it would be after taking this step. It felt like opening a blind box. I had no idea. Again, I can't take this responsibility. I will never take the blame."

The dark clouds in the sky gathered more and more, making it hard to breathe.

"I still say the same thing. No one asks you to be responsible. The responsibility lies with me and Mu Chu. We have to bear the blame ourselves."

"No." Fang Baiyun said regretfully:

"If I hadn't been so obsessed with money, if I had persuaded Mu Chu, Yi Chen wouldn't have died, and all the bad things wouldn't have happened. I regret it so much now that I want to slap myself in the face. My intestines are turning green with regret, and my heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys are all regretting it."

"Let's not talk about this anymore." Nangong Yue said helplessly, her heart filled with helplessness and entanglement:

"Have you noticed what we have said the most in recent days?"

"There is no choice." Fang Baiyun answered without thinking, with a hint of despair in his voice.

"Yes, there is no choice." Nangong Yue sighed and said, like a deflated ball:

"So, just leave it to fate, let it be whatever it wants, and let nature take its course."