You who walk against the light

"That's not it." Zhong Ziming took a bite of the food resentfully, and he seemed to have a loss of appetite, "Hey, life is hard."

Guo Jichuan is considered an insider, knowing what kind of risks Huiding is facing this time, he tentatively said: "Now that the situation is gradually becoming clearer, why don't you make plans earlier?"

Zhong Ziming leaned back, resting his left hand on the table, his wrists were clearly defined, "What am I going to do? If I can make a plan, what will the prince do when he comes back?"

"If you really don't like him, just expose him directly." Feng Cong glanced at him, and said in a lukewarm tone, "Besides, it's not like it hasn't been reported before."

It was about Zhong Kaifan and Lin Yuan.

But at that time, Zhong Kaifan didn't take over Huiding's business, so it wouldn't matter if there was a trouble.But it's different now, at least his personal image represents the company on some occasions.

Zhong Ziming sat up straight, remembering that Zhong Kaifan always left room for him, and sighed: "Forget it, it's meaningless to do so."

"Yo ho, are you still afraid of being a villain?" Feng Cong took a sip of the wine, his eyebrows and eyes twitched together, and his face was full of enjoyment.

Zhong Ziming chuckled lightly: "Can't I take good care of feathers?" As he spoke, he picked up his chopsticks and ate two mouthfuls of food, "The exposure of homosexuality is equivalent to killing one thousand enemies and losing eight hundred, and Huiding's stock price will plummet. Let me drink northwest wind?"

Min Changping is not interested in these gossips. He only knows that Huiding's incident is a bit big. If this hostile takeover cannot be stopped, Huiding's board of directors will face a reshuffle and lose control directly. "This Qirun Co., Ltd. is simply It's a robber."

Guo Jichuan added: "This is called a barbarian."

There was a helpless smile during the banquet.

Speaking of this, Zhong Ziming felt a little heavy. He lifted his chin and asked Min Changping: "What's the news from the government?" The current general environment is not very good, and the country encourages Internet + manufacturing.

Min Changping replied: "Although it is not as good as the golden period of the real estate industry, at least the trend is stable, no lagging behind, no troubles, normal capital turnover, not so pessimistic."

"That's right. But for such a big matter, someone needs to come forward." Zhong Ziming said indifferently.

Min Changping asked: "The old man didn't let you come forward?"

"Where is my turn?"

"Don't let yourself down."

Zhong Ziming loosened his tie and smiled crookedly: "I don't have much ambition, I just want to be a dou."

"Then you deserve to be surrounded by princelings."

Feng Cong knocked on the bowl with a single chopstick, and a crisp sound echoed in the air, "How can this be called encirclement and suppression? People are famous for their work!"

A group of people burst into laughter, and the atmosphere relaxed a lot.

In terms of ridicule, who can compare with them.

Zhong Ziming pointed at these people with a smile on his face: "You bunch of bad friends!" He shook his head helplessly, and his tone faded: "I only talk about these unpleasant things when I eat and eat."

Halfway through the meal, Zhong Ziming asked, "How is Lin Yuan doing in the circle?"

Feng Cong snorted, "Zhong Kaifan threw 1.7 million on him, what do you think?"

Zhong Ziming's eyes tightened, "Is that the movie made years ago?"

Feng Cong started posing again, and immediately corrected him: "That's called art."

Guo Jichuan laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, he patted the table and said, "This is true love in the world."

For some reason, Zhong Ziming felt a little uncomfortable hearing them laughing like this.

This is still a ridicule in the small circle, especially since Lin Yuan is still a traffic artist in the entertainment circle, thousands of saliva will be sprayed in the future.Zhong Ziming rubbed his temples, he didn't dare to think deeply.

Sensing that Zhong Ziming was deep in thought, Feng Cong restrained his smile, "Okay, okay, I know you love Zhong Kaifan, so I owe the head office?"

Zhong Ziming raised his eyelids, with a slight displeasure on his face: "Who loves him?"

Feng Cong curled his lips: "Don't let people tell the truth?"

Guo Jichuan gave Feng Cong a wink, and brought the topic back, "Didn't he ask you how Lin Yuan is doing now? You haven't said anything yet."

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Zhong Ziming never looked at those marketing routines. Falsification of artist data has become commonplace, and it can also deceive fans. Capital always needs to maintain a keen sense of smell.Zhong Ziming's heart was in his throat, and he stared at Feng Cong quietly, as if waiting for the answer to the riddle.

"The general trend has unfolded, and it cannot be stopped."

Zhong Ziming got a headache when he heard this, and dropped the chopsticks in his hand, causing the dishes to ping-pong, and his eyes were red with anger: "It's not good to sleep, it's not good to sleep!"

Feng Cong knew that he was going to be annoyed, so he softened his tone, "Hey, why don't you persuade Zhong Kaifan? At this juncture, there are many hungry wolves, and the flesh will be torn off if you don't pay attention."

After all, it can be regarded as a prosperity for all, and a loss for all.

Zhong Ziming clasped his arms around his chest, breathing quickly, he held back and said, "If I can persuade me, can I still sit here?" At this point, the emotions that have been suppressed for many years rose again, "For a star, if you say you turn your back, you turn your back .”

Feng Cong stopped talking, this was after all a matter between them.

Guo Jichuan was a classmate of Zhong Ziming's in college, so he knew a little bit about his family affairs, "Isn't it because of what happened to Zhong Can back then, Zhong Kaifan couldn't go home in that kind of scene, right?"

Hearing the word 'Zhong Can', Zhong Ziming's heart throbbed for a while, and Zhong Can's smiling face appeared in his mind, showing no grudges towards him, his eye sockets were swollen and sore, and he felt extremely uncomfortable.

"I'm going to the bathroom."

The door of the private room was closed, and Feng Cong scolded Guo Jichuan angrily, "Don't mention Zhong Can in front of him, this is a land mine, don't touch it."

Guo Jichuan sighed with self-blame on his face, "Blame me. Didn't I think that we haven't been together for a long time? He was ill again a year ago, and asked out for a meal." As he spoke, he raised his eyes, " What about your Junshan Silver Needle, take it out later."

Feng Cong smiled, and turned his gaze to Min Changping, "I asked my father-in-law Changping to buy this. Where can I get such fresh tea?"

"Is there something else you can't buy with money?"

Min Changping said, "Who are you burying?"

Only then did the three of them laugh. Speaking of which, the friendship between them is not shallow, and they know each other well.Although they are in the same circle, but separated by a little distance, they don't have so many scruples when speaking.This time Zhong Ziming encountered a difficult situation, so Guo Jichuan saved the game, but Ziming still lost control of his emotions.

Feng Cong picked up the messy chopsticks on the table, put them next to Zhong Ziming's dishes, and said earnestly: "This time I understand that Zhong Ziming also protects the calf. He can scold Zhong Kaifan, but others don't want to scold him. Look at him." This bad temper."

Guo Jichuan waved his hand, sighed and said, "He is just like this in front of us. He looks like a dog on weekdays, and he can talk, as if his mouth has been smeared with honey."

Min Changping said with emotion, "I don't know how much I have suffered in secret before I can develop this skill."

"Yo, you have a deep understanding?" Guo Jichuan smiled, "You're a foodie, don't join in the fun."

Min Changping sneered: "Who do you see who eats the emperor's food to death? Do you want to wait until the calf is finished?"

Guo Jichuan seemed to be thinking of something, and he was speaking to Feng Cong, "Didn't you say that someone will come later? Have I seen it?"

Feng Cong took out his phone, clicked on the photo album, and found one of them: "This one."

Guo Jichuan took a closer look, and on the screen was a girl with delicate features and eyes, who looked familiar, but couldn't remember her name.

"I don't know." Guo Jichuan shook his head.

Min Changping raised his chin, "Look at him today, would a girl dare to come?"

Feng Cong put the phone back and got up to leave.

Guo Jichuan called to stop him: "Hey, hey, why are you going?"

"Keep it as a light bulb?" Feng Cong glanced at Min Changping, "Put that tea of ​​yours on the table, and send a text message to Ziming, saying that we have to leave first." Then he turned to Guo Jichuan, "You still sit What are you doing there, check out."

Guo Jichuan finally understood, quickly put on his coat, and asked, "Where is he?"

Feng Cong turned to the left, completely opposite to the direction Zhong Ziming had just left, "If you delay for another second when you are in the car, the girl will wait a second longer."

Guo Jichuan immediately grabbed Min

Chang Ping hurriedly said, "Let's go—"

The three went around to the front desk, Guo Jichuan paid the bill, and sure enough, a slender girl walked in from the door, wearing a long black down jacket, with slightly curly long hair, fair face and lively eyes.

His eyes were straightened.

Feng Cong immediately covered his eyes: "A friend's wife must not be bullied."