After cohabiting with the old enemy contract

The headquarters of Naiga is located in Manhattan Island, among the row upon row of skyscrapers, office workers walking in a hurry can be seen everywhere.

The car followed the Hudson River and entered the traffic flow of the morning rush hour.

In the morning, a special driver from the headquarters came to pick them up.

In the back row of the business car, Cheng Zhan flipped through a document and wrote a few notes on the side from time to time.

Luo Qisheng who was beside him glanced twice: "Fan Lun has had a headache for more than half a year with this project. With his violent temper, he wished he could take a gun and kill him directly."

"Uh, as for what, for an old man. It's normal for someone to refuse to sell their own land."

Cheng Zhan couldn't laugh or cry, and then put a five-pointed star next to the name of this plan, which was regarded as the focus of attention.

Luo Qisheng said: "I heard that he has a stubborn temper. Fan Lun and the others have been there several times, and they were all beaten back. The other party even let the dog go."

Cheng Zhan had a deep meaning: "Actually, Fan Lun didn't want to be ruthless. I don't believe there is no backup plan for such a big project."

Cheng Zhan looked at Luo Qisheng, and suddenly asked, "Is Fan Lun really that scary?"

The training course was held in the large classroom on the twelfth floor. This time, a total of nine employees from various districts participated, all of whom were carefully selected by the district groups and who had the potential to rise in the future.

Cheng Zhan found a seat in a corner and sat down without revealing himself.

Beside him were two employees from the European region. Before the lecturer came, one of the women whispered to the man next to him: "Do you know who the guest lecturer is this time?"

The man shook his head: "What guest lecturer?"

The woman said: "Don't you know? There will be a guest lecturer for each training session. There are nine of us in total. When the time comes, two people will work in groups, and the one who placed the order will cooperate with the guest lecturer."

"Is that good? Or is it not good?" The man obviously doesn't gossip about women. "If you cooperate with a lecturer, the completion rate will be higher."

The woman "tsk" twice: "If it's the same period, everyone depends on their own abilities. If it's a lecturer, the project is completed, and the credit goes to you or to the lecturer?"

Cheng Zhan wanted to listen to a few more words when he was idle, when a middle-aged man walked in at the door of the big classroom.

The man is tall, more than 1.9 meters by visual inspection, but he is very thin, with golden hair on his top.From the moment he entered the door, his eyebrows were always frowning.

The man introduced himself, he is Fan Lun, the main lecturer of this training course.

Fan Lun frowned, glanced at the audience, and said coldly: "You are all elites in various districts, I hope you are worthy of the title of 'elite', Naijia will not leave waste."

Everyone in the audience was silent, and occasionally looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

Fan Lun handed out a stack of questionnaires on the table to everyone: "After the training in the morning, fill out the questionnaires and hand them in."

A bold man raised his hand: "Is this questionnaire useful?"

Fan Lun gave the man a disdainful glance: "Didn't you read the training syllabus? Then why are you here! I won't answer such stupid questions."

Fan Lun came to that person from the front of the stage, and the eyes of the rest of the class were all on the two of them.

Fan Lun drew the test paper in the man's hand: "You can go now."

Bold man: "Huh?"

The others were also secretly startled.

Fan Lun sternly said: "How could the ANZ district choose you as a waste. Get lost."

The man panicked completely.

"Is there any one of you who is not clear?" Fan Lun turned around and looked around at the others.

The rest hurriedly lowered their heads to answer the questions, praying that Fan Lun's eyes would not be swept away.

Fan Lun was tall and burly, like carrying a chicken, he lifted him up and went out with him.

There were several panting sounds in the big classroom at the same time: "Well, I was scared to death."

"Me too, I dare not take a breath."

"The sense of oppression is too strong."

"By the way, I didn't even read the outline of what this questionnaire is for."

"Me too, I thought the training would be easy."

"This questionnaire will determine the allocation of practical projects later."

Cheng Zhan explained out loud that luckily Luo Qisheng asked him to go through all the course content the night before.

This questionnaire is almost a preliminary test of personality and ability. Based on the results, we can see what projects are suitable for each person.

After Cheng Zhan finished filling out the questionnaire, he secretly sent a message to Luo Qisheng: [Fan Lun came up, he was a slap in the face. 】

Chess piece: [The silly boy from the ANZ district, he was brought to us, and he even trained the head of ANZ together. 】

Luo Qisheng sent a photo of the scene.

That silly boy's eyes were red from being scolded, and he couldn't wipe away his tears, crying a bit ugly.

The woman next to him also had a pale face, Fan Lun was condescending and scolded the two of them together.

Chess piece: [Senior, don't let Fan Lun bring you to me. 】

Chess piece: [Very embarrassing. 】

Cheng Zhan saw the emoji that Luo Qisheng sent, and Shabre covered his face with his paws in embarrassment.

Cheng Zhan laughed: [Then can I quit now? 】

Chess piece: [I can't.It would be even more humiliating. 】

Through the glass of the classroom door, Fan Lun drove the man towards here. The red and swollen eyes of the man had not faded away, his head drooped, and he timidly followed behind Fan Lun.

Cheng Zhan quickly sent another WeChat: [Who is the guest lecturer, do you know? 】

As soon as he finished posting, Fan Lun opened the door and came in. Cheng Zhan hurriedly hid his phone, he didn't want to be told to cry.

The large classroom fell silent, and everyone held their breaths.

Fan Lun said, "Start the class."

……

At the same time, after the meeting, Luo Qisheng and Shen Mingshuo came to the atrium on the thirteenth floor, which was like a covered bridge with ventilation from front to back.

Shen Mingshuo threw a cigarette to Luo Qisheng: "I was in a meeting just now and realized that you were absent-minded. What were you thinking? Beware of criticism."

Luo Qisheng played with the cigarette in his hand and didn't smoke it.

The sunshine in New York is very good, the sky is blue, and the Statue of Liberty on Liberty Island can be seen from a distance through the gaps in the skyscrapers.

Shen Mingshuo exhaled smoke rings: "Is there something on your mind?"

Luo Qisheng knocked the cigarette on the railing again and again: "I seem to know why he keeps rejecting me."

"Oh?" Shen Mingshuo became interested, and leaned against the railing, "Let's hear it, what did you hear?"

Luo Qisheng closed his eyes: "He should not reject me because of himself."

Shen Mingshuo smiled lightly: "So, are you a little happy?"

Luo Qisheng replied: "Yes, he rejected me because he had unspeakable difficulties, at least it proved that he himself did not resist me that much. If so, do I still have a chance?"

Shen Mingshuo looked at him: "What are you going to do?"

"Since he has to go back, then I have to go forward." Luo Qisheng threw the unlit cigarette into the trash can, "At this time, if I go back again, then the two of us, maybe forever, can only be friends. That way, there will never be a result."

Luo Qisheng was standing in the atrium. From here, you could just see Cheng Zhan's training classroom.

Cheng Zhan sat in an inconspicuous corner, with a handsome expression, taking notes seriously.The sun cast a thin light on his body, brilliant and eye-catching.

Luo Qisheng realized that he was like his senior who was spying on him in school before, that person was quietly listening to the class, and he was quietly looking at him.

At this moment, Luo Qisheng would ignore anyone's eyes, and all the reflections in his eyes were the beauty of Cheng Zhan.

Shen Mingshuo pinched off the cigarette butt, and wrapped his arms around Luo Qisheng: "Suddenly so confident? But, this should be my junior brother. In this shopping mall, everything is destroyed immediately. How come you feel so confident when you encounter feelings?" It's really not like you to be timid and indecisive."

Luo Qisheng grabbed his hand away: "I don't know exactly what the difficulty is, but I believe that one day I will be able to walk into his heart."

Shen Mingshuo raised his brows: "Qisheng, are you finally willing to admit it? In fact, you still like him, and it hasn't changed."

"No."

"Ok?"

Luo Qisheng looked at Cheng Zhan from a distance, his perennial "zombie face" was a little moved.

"It's not that I still like him. Rather, I found that I like him more than before, and I want him even more. As you said, I am selfish and domineering. I have a strong desire to possess him. Not only do I want his person, I also want his heart, complete and complete. Wherever he looks, what he sees, what he feels, should be me."

Shen Mingshuo followed Luo Qisheng's line of sight, and landed on Cheng Zhan downstairs: "As expected of our domineering president of Naijia."

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Cheng Zhan finished the first training session at around [-] noon.

The course lasted nearly four hours in the morning, and the course was all taught in English. From the beginning to the end, Cheng Zhan was tense.He has not experienced such a high-intensity course for many years.

Cheng Zhan took his lunch break and was still arranging the classroom pens. The other staff in the classroom had almost left.

Cheng Zhan knocked on the computer "crackling", and a message popped up in the lower right corner of the screen.

Chess piece: 【Come for lunch. 】

Cheng Zhan typed a few words quickly.

Idleman Cheng: [I'm not coming, I'm busy. 】

Chess piece: [22nd floor, my office.I have ordered lunch. 】

Idleman Cheng: [Me!very!busy! 】

Chess Pieces: 【Bring me your notes, I'll organize them for you. 】

Cheng Zhan's English is not bad, but it is still not as good as Luo Qisheng, who has lived in an American-speaking environment for more than ten years.

In particular, Fan Lun spoke very fast in class, and he liked to mix in various slang words, which made Cheng Zhan's head and two big, so he had to memorize it while recording.

The 22nd floor is mainly an office for expatriates, and there are usually no people there.

Cheng Zhan saw that Luo Qisheng ordered Chinese food, and it was the ones he liked.

Luo Qisheng handed him the disposable chopsticks: "The taste should not be orthodox in China, but it's not bad."

There were a few daily side dishes on the table, and Cheng Zhan put a piece of sweet and sour side dish into his mouth: "Mmm, it's okay."

Luo Qisheng: "As long as you like it."

Luo Qisheng picked up Cheng Zhan's notebook and sat across from him, and began to organize his notes.

Cheng Zhan asked while eating, "You don't want to eat?"

"I had dinner with Shen Mingshuo just now." Luo Qisheng bowed his head and typed, "You can go to rest for a while after eating. Class starts at 01:30 in the afternoon. When it's time, I'll call you."

Cheng Zhan carried the lunch box, pulled the chair over, and sat next to Luo Qisheng: "No need, I didn't understand a few things, please explain to me by the way."

"it is good."

During the lunch break, the office was dazzled by the warm sun.

Luo Qisheng's voice was deep and slow, and his explanation was more detailed than Fan Lun's.

In a daze, time seemed to be reversed. In the afternoon of the campus that year, the two of them were also like this, in the classroom, under the sun, thinking about the problem.

Cheng Zhan put his elbows on the table and turned to look at him: "Primary school boy, why don't you come to be a lecturer."

Cheng Zhan said with a smile: "If it were you, I would pay more attention to the class."