midnight ten

The victory and defeat on the field have been divided, and the atmosphere off the field is quiet.

Zheng Luozhu and Nan Ge guessed the result, but completely missed the process.

Hua Shirt and the two younger brothers guessed the process, but were blown away by the result.

They watched a back-and-forth battle and were not informed until the last moment. Sorry, there was no suspense in this one-on-one match. The main reason why it took so long was that Mr. Fan wanted to experience other people's stationery trees.

Tang Lin was the least affected, because when he saw the first needle, he understood everything.

Thinking that he was genuinely worried about Fan Peiyang before, Tang Lin wanted to beat him up.

In the middle of the training ground, the fatter man drooped his shoulders dejectedly, needless to say twice to admit defeat, how badly he lost was obvious to all.

"What are you still doing?" He called the flowered shirt over there angrily, and at the same time turned to the exit of the training room, "Let's go."

Hua Shirt and the two little brothers came back to their senses, and immediately left, at a suspiciously fast speed.

"Hey——" Zheng Luozhu took a stride and rushed to block the three of them, "Is this the end? We have a bet."

The flowered shirt has an ugly face.

Of course he remembered that if they lost, they would announce it in public in the hotel lobby, and if they met VIPs after the Homecoming Mission, they would avoid them and avoid them.

But the problem is that these words can't be shouted at all.

"VIP," Brother Yue, who was halfway in the distance, turned his head and looked directly at Zheng Luozhu, "I will not break my promise to Cong Yue."

Before Zheng Luozhu could express his opinion, the flowered shirt became impatient: "Brother Yue!"

Cong Yue was annoyed by the cowardly expression on the flowered shirt: "I'll take care of it if something goes wrong!"

Regardless of the floral shirt, he yelled across most of the training ground: "Where are you going? How do you go? The team leader doesn't know about the appointment at all. It's okay to win, but now that we lose, we just go back and we're already together." You will definitely be punished, and if you embarrass the Homecoming Mission in public, do you think you can handle it—?!"

The two younger brothers behind were startled by the sudden outburst of the floral shirt, but the complicated look in their eyes revealed the same worries and fears they shared with the floral shirt.

Zheng Luozhu, who stood in front of the three of them, suddenly felt very embarrassed.Should he continue to quarrel, or start persuading it!

The fatter man's face was already dark, making the flower shirt angry. He tried his best to restrain his emotions, and pressed each word slowly and heavily: "If you want to bet, you have to admit defeat. Don't be ashamed here."

The flowered shirt didn't listen at all: "It's not like you don't know who the team leader is, you don't want to live, don't fucking drag the brothers into the water—"

Floral shirts are completely out of control.

Even a slow-witted person like Zheng Luozhu could feel the invisible "fear" dominating the floral shirt.

Cong Yue is one of the three captains of the Home Returning Mission, and is at the second level in the power structure. The "team leader" that Hua Shirt mentioned should be the highest leader of the Water World Branch of the Home Returning Mission.

It is also the source of terror for him and the two younger brothers behind him.

No, it's not just the three of them who are afraid.

Zheng Luozhu looked at the fatter man again, his expression and eyes clearly had a background of fear, but it was barely covered by the persistence of willing to bet and admit defeat.

"Enough." Cong Yue didn't want to be so ugly anymore, and said directly to Hua Shirt, "Just pretend that you don't know anything about today's incident, you go back to the hotel room now, and what happens after that is my own business, and You have nothing to do."

The flowered shirt was taken aback, and his feverish head cooled down a little.

The younger brother behind him muttered: "There is no impenetrable wall, and many people already know about dating..."

The flowered shirt wavered, and seeing that he was about to get into a tangle again, Cong Yue gritted his teeth and cut the mess quickly: "I made the appointment by myself, and I lost by myself. When I get to the hotel lobby later, I will return home alone." It’s embarrassing for the group, you stopped it, didn’t stop it, and didn’t report it if you knew it, you were threatened by me, understand?”

It's hard to say whether Hua Shirt and the two younger brothers understand, but Zheng Luozhu can understand clearly.

This rhetoric is tantamount to the fatter man taking everything by mistake, Hua Shirt and the two younger brothers are at most "being coerced so they dare not speak up", which is understandable and pitiful.

But the sky and the earth are watching, the flowered shirt is the "root of all evil".If he hadn't picked trouble in the shopping district back then, or if he hadn't been beaten up and moved out the fatter, would this happen today?

Zheng Luozhu stared at the fatter man in disbelief, feeling that the fatter man now had a halo on his head, and inside the ring were two large characters - Holy Father.

"Captain Yue," Tang Lin, who had been quiet all this time, suddenly said, the volume was not high, but the clear and cold voice could be heard clearly in the closed training room, "Can you represent your entire returning home team?"

The fatter man was still in the disappointment and shame of the flowered shirt, and suddenly heard Tang Lin asking, his head was a little bit stuck: "What?"

Tang Lin leaned against the wall of the training room and said leisurely: "I said, can your statement restrain the entire returning home group? Can you guarantee that after you announce in the lobby, the returning home group will really go around the VIP?"

Cong Yue was at a loss for words, his lips moved again and again, and after a long while, he made a dry voice: "I can't promise."

He can fulfill the bet, but he can only guarantee himself and his subordinates... No, he can only guarantee that he will go around when he meets a VIP in the future.

After this incident, it is still unknown whether he can continue to hang out in the Homecoming Mission.

"In that case," Tang Lin raised his eyes lightly, "What's the point of expressing your opinion in the hotel lobby?"

Cong Yue was speechless.

Zheng Luozhu felt a little sympathetic to him, and even selfishly hoped that Tang Lin would not be too mean.Everyone has already been slapped in the face by the boss, and they are ready to go to the hotel lobby to fulfill the bet, why bother...

Mr. Fan, who had been standing in the middle of the training ground as if all subsequent incidents had nothing to do with him, suddenly stepped forward and walked towards Cong Yue.

Zheng Luozhu's thoughts and eyes were taken away by the boss.

He didn't know what the boss was going to do to Cong Yue, but no matter how he thought about it, it would be more lethal than being mean by Mr. Tang.

The boss walked by.

The boss walked up to the fatter man.

The boss bypassed the fatter...and continued on?

The boss opened the door and left the training room? ? ?

Before Zheng Luozhu could react, Tang Lin also passed him, past the fat man, and left the training room.

The two bosses left without touching their bodies, leaving a room full of flowers and plants in a mess in the wind.

Only Nan Ge was left in Zheng Luozhu, looking at her was like looking at a relative.

Nan Ge came over holding back a smile, and patted him on the shoulder: "Haven't you understood what the captain meant, let's withdraw."

Zheng Luozhu blinked his eyes, as if he understood a little bit, it turned out that he was not the only one who wanted to spare Fatty Yue.

But a new question came up again: "Have we appointed a team leader for our VIP?"

"Anyway, it's either him or him," Nan Ge spread his hands on the floor of the Buddhist family, "Now that they're both gone, I guess that's what the captain meant."

Zheng Luozhu: "..."

No need to estimate, that's it.

The two left one after the other along the route of the leaders. Zheng Luozhu was the last VIP to step out of the training room door. When the door was closing from the outside, he suddenly poked his head in again and faced Cong who was still in a daze. The louder he said: "From now on, the younger brother will take care of the gate. You have to pat a watermelon twice to listen to it. Don't make any crooked melons and dates—"

The flowered shirt, which had just breathed a sigh of relief, had fire in its eyes again.

Cong Yue's lips trembled again and again, as if he wanted to say a lot, but he couldn't say it after all.

Zheng Luozhu and Nan Ge entered the Youlan Tunnel back to the hotel, and they couldn't even see the backs of Tang Lin and Fan Peiyang.

"This is going too fast." Zheng Luozhu scratched his head, it was too difficult to keep up with the pace of the leaders.

Nan Ge joked: "Who made you walk out of the training room, why don't you go back and give a parting message."

"I can't see it," Zheng Luozhu felt disgusted when he thought of the flowered shirt, "If I don't remind him, sooner or later he will be tricked by that bastard a second time."

Nan Ge felt the same way, and asked by the way, "What's the name of that bastard?"

Zheng Luozhu: "I don't know, I'll just call him the floral shirt."

Nan Ge: "It's still a good thing to hear."

Zheng Luozhu: "Yes."

After walking for a while, Zheng Luozhu asked belatedly: "Now when I think about the fatter man who might be punished when he goes back, I feel very sympathetic. Is my mentality not right?"

Nan Ge shook his head and analyzed objectively: "Whoever fights with Fan Peiyang can reap a wave of sympathy. This is a natural law."

Zheng Luozhu suddenly realized, and was enlightened: "It's true, I also felt a little distressed when Tire fainted."

After thinking for a while, he said again: "But I'm not all sympathetic, I just think Fatty is not bad, he made an appointment with us, he just wanted to stand out for my younger brother, I used to..."

As soon as the word "before" came out, Zheng Luozhu was stuck.

He never talked about the past until he confessed it.

Now I don't know if if I open my heart once, the lock will not be locked, and I will bald outside inadvertently.

"What was it before?" Nan Ge asked intentionally, "In the past, you also helped the little brother get ahead, and then you were educated by your opponent to be a good man again?"

"How is it possible?" Zheng Luozhu can be suspected of intelligence quotient, but not of combat effectiveness. "Every time I beat them, they kneel down and call Dad. You know what my nickname was at the time, Street Dad!"

Nan Ge: "..."

What is there to be proud of!

The two chatted all the way back to the hotel suite.

Since officially joining the VIP, Nan Ge has also moved here. There are a total of eight bedrooms in a luxury suite, and the four of them live in it, which still looks empty.

Tang Lin changed into loose home clothes and walked back to the living room, just in time to see Nan Ge and Zheng Luozhu coming in.

"Why did you come back?" Tang Lin asked casually.

Zheng Luozhu felt wronged: "Mr. Tang, it's because you and the boss walked too fast."

As soon as he finished speaking, he realized that he didn't see Fan Peiyang: "Where's the boss?"

"Take a bath." Tang Lin sat on the sofa, crossed his body, brought his legs up, leaned against the end of the sofa, and stretched comfortably.

As if to match his answer, there was a sound of water in the direction of Fan Peiyang's bedroom.

"What do you want for lunch?" Nan Ge over there has opened the refrigerator, which contains some instant food they bought, "If you don't want to eat canned food, I'll take the stock."

There are 50 kinds of food for one purchase, but except for instant food, other hot meals can only be stored in the hotel system first, and can be taken as you like.

It's almost noon, it's time to eat, but——

Zheng Luozhu looked at Nan Ge in front of the refrigerator, then at Tang Lin on the sofa, and then thought about the boss in the bathroom who was washing away the battle dust, and felt a sense of guilt inexplicably: "Well, should we do it? The summary of the battle, isn't it good to be so relaxed..."

The boss has worked hard all morning, they didn't do anything, and now they only think about eating...

"Bamboo," Tang Lin sat up slightly and looked at him, "Why did you work for President Fan?"

Zheng Luozhu was standing next to the sofa, caught off guard by the sudden question: "Just... I was going through a level at the time, and I happened to meet the boss, who said he was recruiting people. I thought I would go through the level anyway, and it would be good to make some money. I just followed. But I really didn't expect, I hugged a thick thigh, I—"

As soon as he mentioned this, Zheng Luozhu became excited, and sat down on another sofa, and began to tell Tang Lin about the brilliant record of the five black gangs killing the Quartet in the front checkpoint.

At the end of the talk, Nan Ge turned off the refrigerator, lying on the bar not far away, drinking a drink and listening to "storytelling".

Zheng Luozhu talked for ten minutes at a stretch, but later realized that it was impossible, he couldn't finish it, took a breath, and automatically concluded: "Phew—the routines are almost the same anyway, just crushing all the way."

Tang Lin asked: "If you were asked to use one word to describe the days with Mr. Fan, including money and fighting, all of them would be counted."

Zheng Luozhu didn't have to think at all: "It's so cool! It doesn't count."

Tang Lin couldn't hold back any longer, and smiled all over his face: "Then do you know why I partnered with Fan Peiyang?"

Zheng Luozhu was stunned by the question, subconsciously looked at Nange, and wanted to ask the audience outside the venue for help.

Nan Ge convinced him not to turn his head: "Same as you——"

Zheng Luozhu was dull for two seconds: "Excellent?"

Tang Lin's answer was, lying on the sofa, the standard president paralyzed.

Zheng Luozhu no longer has any problems, nor does he feel guilty anymore.

People are born with a mission, Mr. Fan is responsible for making his teammates feel good, and they are responsible for making them feel good.

Tang Lin lay comfortably on the sofa, with a smile on his face that never faded.

What Zheng Luozhu said reminded him of the days when he started his own business.In fact, I was unhappy at the beginning, and starting a business was hard, and he and Fan Peiyang were no exception. In addition, both of them were unwilling to compromise, and Tang Lin wanted to break up several times.

But after all, it didn't break up, and the company has grown and grown to today.

It takes a long time for everything, and when you look back, you will feel that bitterness is also sweet.

Tang Lin was stuck in the memory for a long time, and when his thoughts gathered, he felt that the surroundings were strangely quiet.

He wanted to sit up, but before he could move, the top of his head suddenly went dark.

Fan Peiyang did not know when he came to the end of the sofa, and stood there quietly, blocking his light, leaving only his domineering shadow covering him.

"It's better to follow me?" Fan Peiyang lowered his head slightly, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

Looking at each other, a drop of wet water fell from the tip of his hair and landed on Tang Lin's cheek.

Tang Lin forgot everything he wanted to say.

"Well, I'm suddenly sleepy, I'm going to take a nap—" It was Zheng Luozhu who ran away.

"Talk." It was Nan Ge who walked lightly and quickly.

Tang Rin was not sure how many people were in the living room, but now he knows.

Above his head, Mr. Fan was still looking down.

Tang Lin gently wiped off the water droplets on his face with his thumb, looked at him and said, "I'm thirsty."

The air is quiet for two seconds.

Fan Peiyang turned around and went to the dining table to get bottled water.

Tang Lin took the opportunity to sit up.

When Fan Peiyang returned with the water, he found that Tang Lin had already got up, with one arm resting on the back of the sofa, looking at his expression as if he was watching something interesting.

"What are you laughing at?" Fan Peiyang handed over the water, bewildered.

Tang Lin took the water and said, "I've observed it for a long time, and you really don't use a stationery tree at all. Just like I asked you to fetch water just now, you can just let the bottle fly over by itself."

Fan Peiyang still couldn't understand the point: "Is there a difference?"

"Of course there is," Tang Lin said solemnly, "The gospel of lazy people, you only use it in battle, so let it down too much."

Fan Peiyang walked around in front of the sofa, and Tang Lin moved his legs away naturally to make room for him.

"Then how do you think it should be used?" Fan Peiyang sat down.

On the first day Tang Lin knew about Fan Peiyang's stationery tree, he imagined that it would not be too beautiful: "If I were you, I would just lie on the sofa when I was free, and you wouldn't have to do anything yourself. What you want will automatically fly to you." before."

Fan Peiyang shook his head: "No pursuit."

Tang Lin sighed his ignorance: "This is the ultimate meaning of happiness."

Fan Peiyang suddenly thought of something, and asked seriously: "Did you want to be lazy when you became the chief financial officer?"

Tang Lin was chatting about stationery, and a huge pot fell from the sky: "Mr. Fan, next time you come back to reality, go to the finance department and say what you just said just now, and see if the colleagues in the finance department will destroy Luo Chengshan's financial statements you."

Fan Peiyang was overjoyed, his laughter was stuffed in his chest, and he said in a low voice, "The one who can kill me hasn't been born yet."

Tang Lin half-closed her eyes: "Do you know that your self-confidence is unworthy of a beating?"

Fan Peiyang looked at him with a smile: "Do you know that the way you said I deserved a beating is delicious."

Tang Lin stood there in a daze.

His expression was so innocent, so innocent that Fan Peiyang didn't want to take his time. He wanted to re-dye this person with his own color as quickly as possible.

Tang Lin watched Fan Peiyang get closer and closer, and suddenly reacted, and instinctively hid back.

Fan Peiyang stopped.

In just a few seconds, too many emotions flashed in his eyes.

Tang Lin didn't have time to understand.

In the end, Fan Peiyang just raised his hand and touched his head.

This time, Tang Lin didn't hide.