law of receptivity

110 four

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Autumn goes to winter, spring is geometric, and soon it will be April again.

Yan Ge's health has improved a little, and he no longer takes medicine like feeding food. Even Dr. Shen, who has always been strict with high standards, expressed his satisfaction after reading the reexamination results.

Liang Hu happily carried his daughter-in-law home to pack up the baggage, and asked someone to book a plane ticket the day after preparation, and took them back to Beijing quickly.

Yan Ge packed half of his things and was tired. Last night, he was pressured and tossed by a certain big-eyed embryo for half the night. Now the sequelae are backaches and backaches.

Kicking the family member's back buttocks, President Xiao Yan sat down on the sofa with a bang.

"That, that, and that box, hurry up and pack them up for me. Look at the mess in this room... Oh, it's not that! It's the white one! Yes, fold it up, and it's standing upright!... Really fool."

Uncle Zhang opened the door and came in to deliver tea. As soon as he entered the door, he saw his eldest son kneeling on the floor to collect the box as if he had been swallowed. The old man was startled, put down the cup and ran over. "What's the charge? This is it? Just ask them to come!"

"Uncle Zhang, you can rest and let him accept it," Yan Ge sat on the sofa and typed on the computer, his hands crackling, but he said in a calm and unhurried manner. "As an adult, he can't even do housework well, so what's the use of him."

Then he turned his head to look at his young master, the young master Ren was like a normal person, he didn't mind being scolded at all, instead he showed an extremely refreshing honey expression.

... Uncle Zhang opened his mouth wide after realizing it, and couldn't hold back his admiration for Mr. Xiao Yan's (crossed out) secret skill of training his husband.

The things were almost ready, and the two of them went downstairs to drink tea. As soon as they were at the table, Min Yu hurried into the house.

Master Biao expressed his regret, because his superiors had issued an order, and one of them might not be able to return to Beijing the day after tomorrow.

That unlucky guy is of course President Liang~

Liang Ziqian changed his face on the spot, and asked with a frown. "Why?"

Min Yu said. "The CEO left the headquarters and there are too many things to explain. At this juncture, where are you going if you don't take care of things? Are you crazy?"

"Isn't everyone selected! Why do you need me to teach you how to be a boss!"

"Then you can't push [-] and don't care about anything! If you don't stay stable, can Weiss sit firmly in that seat? Don't you think about it, how many people under him can give orders, don't they all look at you Do you mean to do something?" Min Yu was so angry that he was about to smoke.

Liang Ziqian said. "Isn't there still you here, you can't watch for me!"

Min Yu beat his chest and gasped, his usually gentle and handsome face changed due to anger, his eyes were wide open, like a child about to lose his temper.

Master Biao pointed at his brother and complained. "I have my own business to attend to! How long do you want me to stay in New York?!"

"Your life-threatening business should have gone wrong long ago," Liang Ziqian said disapprovingly, sipping his tea with squinting eyes. "At that time, I sent you to be a soldier because the family was in chaos, and the barracks were safer. Now it's all over, and you should get out of the mercenary stall as soon as possible. What does it look like when there are bullets all day long? Are you short of money?"

"You you you you...you are unreasonable!!"

"Who is unreasonable to say!" The two brothers were arguing fiercely, one blushing and the other thick necked, and no one would give in to the other.

"Okay!" Yan Ge made the two brothers' ears ringing. He couldn't even drink a cup of tea in peace. Emotions and tone are slightly cold.

"Stop arguing, stay here and go back after dealing with the company's affairs." Apparently, this was talking about Liang Ziqian.Turning his head to look at Min Yu, he continued calmly. "...Don't delay Min Yu if he has something to do. He's not a child anymore. Do you need to keep an eye on him all the time?"

Well, the head of the family has already spoken, and President Liang has no reason to refuse, mainly because he doesn't have the courage to refuse.

***

Morgan's business affairs have always been serious, and the delay lasted for more than a month.

Liang Ziqian lives alone in New York, full of resentment, loses his temper every day from time to time, making everyone in the management panic, and dare not go to President Liang easily, for fear that someone carelessly bumping into the president of his gun will be used as cannon fodder .

Usually, there is only one Min Yu who can block this group of people, but now Min Yu has long since disappeared, leaving Kat, a girl, who spends her days persuading and enlightening the middle and high school staff who were scolded by the president, and went back to the office He also had to endure Liang Ziqian's mental torture. He lost a lot of weight in a month, so pitiful.

But there is no solution to this, who makes the headquarters unable to do without her president at present, but the person who can make her president smile is not here...

***

This time of year in Beijing is already a bit hot.

When Yan Ge returned home, the current manager of Yingxing naturally came to him and reported to him very politely. His mother wanted him to return to manage affairs. After all, it was only this son. It should still be left to Yan Ge to inherit.

But Yan Ge refused. He said, since you value those things, Mom, then keep them for yourself. This life is not long, and money is better than anything else, so don't think about me.

On the surface, the mother's kindness and son's filial piety have been maintained for many years, but only the mother and son understand the real situation best.

Yan Ge moved all his things to his apartment on the edge of the third ring road, and he would only go back to his mother's house for dinner every week or two when he caught up with the rest day. But he doesn't spend the night at the fucking place anymore.

Speaking of this year, it was really strange, he came back with great difficulty, but the two kings of Hades of the Cao family got busy, and failed to catch anyone several times, and the dragon could not see the end.

He met Su Shangxi once half a month ago, and when he heard that Cao Sheng was having trouble with him, he intended to try to persuade him, but when he saw the man's complexion, he stopped the conversation and changed the conversation to him. Talk about lighter topics.

... The most important thing is to talk about feelings, Yan Ge doesn't know this.

Living alone is bound to be boring after a long time. At first, he was willing to go out to see friends, but after a long time, seeing no one was interesting. Occasionally, someone would come to ask him to have a supper and drink at night, and gradually he was attracted by various methods. All reasons dismissed.

There is a twelve-hour time difference between Beijing and New York. The difference in one day is the difference between day and night.

It was daylight on his side, but it was dark on Liang Ziqian's side.

He knows very well what it's like to be busy in Morgan's headquarters. Sometimes when he wants to talk, he stays up late and dials the phone, but no one answers when there is a meeting there, or the busy signal is transferred to Kat, and he wakes up when he wakes up. Or when he was free during the day and made a long-distance call back, he could hear the tiredness of that person holding the phone from thousands of miles away...

He didn't want him to force himself to talk with him, so he didn't call him again these days, and only sent a WeChat message when the time was close, reminding him to eat, sleep, and pay attention to his body.

As long as he is fine, there is nothing to worry about.

After all, that person's entire wealth is firmly in his hands.

Thinking of this, Yan Ge couldn't help but smile a little.

Flipping through the phone with my phone, I ordered takeout from a delicious Japanese restaurant nearby.

It doesn't matter if you don't go out, he thought to himself, eating casually like this once in a while, and being alone quietly, might have a special taste.

He got up and walked to the balcony, gently pushed open the glass door, and lay down on the balcony in the afterglow of the evening wind to enjoy the street view of the evening rush hour.

Shu Er recalled a certain night many years ago, as if he was the same, staying at home bored, and then received a call from that person, and honestly waited for him at home.

Speaking of which, it was the first time Liang Ziqian came to his house.

Time has changed too fast, and many, many people and things around him have changed their appearance, but the beautiful scenery of this city is still prosperous, and the joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys of the people on the street are endless.

Although the fate is cruel, even though it once dragged him into hell and trampled him under his feet, at this moment, everything he asked for in the past is in his hands.

Although the flames and ice are painful, the pain is worth it.

"...Congratulations, you still won." Yan Ge smiled and muttered to himself.

Ring, ring, ring—the doorbell rang.

"Come here!" He closed the balcony door, and ran to open the door while answering.

The door of the house was just half open, and the little brother who delivered the food smiled wickedly, and opened the door very wildly, and the takeaway bag in his hand fell to the ground with a bang.

Yan Ge didn't have time to pick it up, so he spun around, his eyes shook for a second, and he was immediately nailed to the wall with both hands...

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