King's return

Huang Changfeng was forced to come to his old club to play in the gym, and he felt uncomfortable, not to mention Lin Yanxiu's prestige was still there, this sarcasm and sarcasm suddenly made Huang Changfeng, who was not good at words, speechless.

But Lu Tinggan, who was completely ignored, was not at all worried. He patted him on the shoulder with a smile, looked at Lin Yanxiu and said, "Mr. Lin, why do you get so angry when we meet? I brought Changfeng here to exchange ideas. Come on, why bother to bring up the past grievances?"

"Hmph," Lin Yanxiu finally turned his head to look at him, and said calmly, "Mr. Lu is so idle and has nothing to do. Is it because WT is about to go bankrupt?"

"Hehe..." Lu Tinggan poured another glass of red wine and Shi Shiran handed it to him. He acted naturally as if he was the owner of the place. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he winked at him with those long and narrow eyes. Feng, "Boss Lin cares about me so much, I'm really flattered, are you interested in cooperating?"

Not interested in repeating Lu Tinggan's old saying, Lin Yanxiu gracefully reached out to take the goblet without taking a sip, but slowly shook the dark red wine, and replied neither salty nor weak: "Boss Lu , I don’t care about you, as for cooperation, when WT company is willing to transfer to our OP, I will definitely think about it.”

Lu Tinggan stared at his indifferent and perfect side face, his dark eyes became darker, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Lin is joking, but I believe that one day, our two families will become one family..."

Hearing this, the silent people in the room frowned secretly, and Fang Tong said coldly: "Boss Lu's words are too loud."

Lu Tinggan didn't take it seriously, drank the red wine in the glass, and whispered softly in Lin Yanxiu's ear: "Lin Yanxiu... I am, I am, I am, I am, I am."

This ambiguous gesture and words made Lin Yanxiu take a step back in disgust, and sneered back: "Lu Tingqian, there should be a limit to his arrogance, it will only make people laugh."

Lu Tinggan just shrugged his shoulders and greeted Huang Changfeng: "It's almost time, we should go too. Mr. Lin, I hope Rong Jian can surprise me in the NGC competition in three months' time."

At the end, he turned back and smiled at Lin Yanxiu: "Say hello to him for me, if he still remembers me."

The frivolous laughter still echoed in the corridor, and the person had already walked away.

Everyone in the training room looked at each other in blank dismay. Boss Lin's expression darkened, as if a Siberian cold pressure was brewing all over his body, making everyone silent and afraid to speak out.

"If this year's NGC, do you dare to give WT a little color?" Lin Yanxiu scanned the audience for a week, and spoke very slowly.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and the crowd was excited: "That-must-must!"

Coming out of MSI, Lin Yanxiu's expression was always cloudy, and Fang Tong kept his mouth shut for fear of offending the boss if he said something wrong.

The headlights of the car suddenly turned on at the corner, causing the two of them to squint their eyes.

The window of that flamboyant Ferrari was opened, revealing Lu Tinggan's unbeatable smiling face: "Boss Lin, you're going to MR.T's reception this afternoon too, right? Why don't I give you a ride?"

Lin Yanxiu didn't even bother to give it away, "No need, I have a car."

After finishing speaking, he lifted his legs and left, and suddenly heard the man behind him say calmly: "How is Rong Jian's recovery? Does he remember how to play games? Or... is he going to try flying chess in this year's NGC? Haha!"

Lin Yanxiu was shocked, and he stopped, turned around and looked at Lu Tinggan, who was in the car with an inexplicable smile, and slightly opened his tight lips: "...then, Mr. Lu, please give me a ride. "

Lu Tinggan smiled even wider.

Fang Tong was taken aback: "Boss Lin, then..."

Lin Yanxiu ordered lightly: "You drive my car, I have something to ask this guy."

"Uh, got it."

Lin Yanxiu got into the co-pilot, looked in the rear-view mirror, and asked, "Where's Huang Changfeng?"

"I sent him back first." Lu Ting smiled calmly, stepped on the gas pedal, and the red Ferrari drove away with a stream of smoke, curling up the fallen leaves, and Fang Tong swallowed a mouthful of ashes depressedly. .

In the car, Lin Yanxiu brushed off his sleeves, without looking sideways, he said in a deep voice, "How do you know about Rong Jian?"

"Hehe, you are still as straightforward as when you were in college." Lu Ting smiled dryly, "But you are so nervous, Rong Jian, he may not accept your affection, right?"

Lin Yanxiu's voice cooled down: "You don't need to ask about this, I don't have the patience to do Tai Chi with you."

"It's not that you're impatient, it's just that your patience was spent on Rong Jian." The unchanging smile on Lu Tinggan's face finally disappeared slowly, and his hands on the steering wheel tightened unconsciously.

"...You came to me just to talk about these boring old things, so you should stop the car." Lin Yanxiu didn't bother to talk to him, and rested his slender fingers on the window sill, tapping lazily.

After being silent for a while, Lu Tinggan said, "Although you guys hid Rong Jian very tightly, that hospital is not an impenetrable wall. With a little trickery, what I want to know will naturally be put on the desk as soon as possible. .”

Lin Yanxiu snorted disdainfully as an answer.

This reception can be regarded as the highest level in the business circle. The veteran giants and young rookies gathered together. Everyone may be a partner at one moment, and a life-and-death competitor at the next.

This kind of reception has become the best activity to observe opponents and win over allies. Of course, there is another very important thing, which is the marriage of politics and business.

Although Lin Yanxiu disdains to make peace with this hypocritical singing and dancing, but in terms of the ability to deal with all kinds of colleagues, it is also first-rate. After all, no matter men or women, they can't resist Lin Yanxiu, who is rich, young and rich. .

When Mr. Lu of WT Company and his rumored rival Lin Yanxiu stepped into the venue together, there was a burst of whispering. The two have disliked each other since they were in college, and now they have become mortal enemies.

Many people are waiting to see the two tigers fighting for life and death in this competitive game mountain, but it seems——It’s not the same as the rumors?

In the villa far away in the outskirts, the "delicate" Rong Jian of Lin Da's boss Jinwuzang slept like a dead pig all morning, and now he finally woke up in a daze from starvation.

I habitually reached out and rubbed on the bedside table for a while, grabbed my glasses and put them on, and suddenly realized that I ran from the chair to the bed?

"Could it be sleepwalking..."

Rong Jian dragged his feet to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, only to find a sticky note on the mirror: "I ordered takeaway for you, and it will be delivered on time at 12 o'clock sharp. If you, a pig, sleep to death, you won't eat it!"

Rong Jian read the note and naturally thought of Lin Yanxiu's black face with veins on his forehead, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Suddenly, I found that I laughed more and more recently-almost to the point where I would laugh unconsciously when I thought of Lin.

He suddenly remembered that Lin Yanxiu was the one who carried him to bed this morning, right? !

Thinking of such a scene, Rong Jian, who had always been ignorant of his face, suddenly felt a little embarrassed. When he came back to his senses, he found that his mouth was full of toothpaste foam and had accidentally swallowed it into his stomach.

"..."

Unknowingly, the sun has set in the blink of an eye.

Lin Yanxiu, who had finished playing Tai Chi with a room full of old foxes, finally took the opportunity to sneak out to the balcony to get some air. He hardly had a meal all day, and was drunk all afternoon, staying in a room full of perfume and tobacco. In the smelly banquet hall, it really made his stomach churn and uncomfortable.

The phone in his pocket vibrated slightly, Lin Yanxiu took it out and turned on the unlock button, and a text message with Rong Jian's profile photo popped out.

"There is no more Wangzai milk at home. I'll go out and buy a box, and I'll be home soon."

Lin Yanxiu raised his eyebrows in a little surprise—is this a report?

After staring at this short sentence for a long time, Lin Yanxiu raised one corner of his mouth, thinking that this bastard is also cute in the first place.

It seemed that it was difficult to relax the tense nerves throughout the day. He fiddled with the phone unconsciously for a while, but he couldn't find the second text message after flipping through it. He didn't care about the expensive suit rubbing against the railing at all.

The setting sun was sinking heavily in the sky, and the gorgeous sunset glow made the side of Lin Yanxiu's face turn red, as if he was thinking about something, but also seemed not thinking about anything.

"Boss Lin is really laid back." The voice was still frivolous and haunting, and it was especially clear on the large open-air balcony away from the hustle and bustle of the reception.

Lu Ting stared dryly at Lin Yanxiu's side face, which was stained red by the setting sun, and finally inadvertently landed on the other's lips - the piano black mobile phone screen was touching it, with a slight metallic luster in the sunset.

Lu Tinggan's eyes flickered slightly as he didn't know what picture he thought of.

Lin Yanxiu didn't even realize that he did such a stupid thing as kissing the mobile phone, he just glanced at the man who followed him, and put away the mobile phone: "Boss Lu is also busy, didn't you talk to the head of Baihua International just now?" Are you chatting vigorously?"

"Hehe, Mr. Lin pays so much attention to me." Lu Tinggan smiled even wider, and handed over a glass of champagne, "Come on, I wish NGC a successful start in three months' time!"

Lin Yanxiu took the goblet indifferently, pursed his lips politely, and then threw it on the stone railing and ignored it: "As long as Mr. Lu doesn't make any small moves, this year's NGC will definitely be our OP's last laugh."

Hearing this, Lu Tinggan took half a step closer, and chuckled in a low voice: "If Mr. Lin is willing to have a meal together tonight, it doesn't matter if this NGC champion gives it to you."

"Ha, what a joke!" Lin Yanxiu's eyes were sharp without a hint of a smile, and the corners of his mouth were curled up sarcastically, "Shut up your tricks, Lu Tinggan, if something happened to Rong Jian, why would you allow you to speak nonsense in front of me?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the other party's answer, Lin Yanxiu bypassed him and walked towards the gate.

"Tsk, what a pity..." Looking at his receding back, Lu Tinggan shrugged his shoulders, and there was a trace of regret at the corner of his mouth with a faint smile.

In an instant, he lifted the wine glass that Lin Yanxiu had thrown on the stone railing, drained the wine with a wave of his hand, and then returned to the venue as if nothing had happened.

After looking around, he couldn't find Lin Yanxiu for a long time, so Lu Tinggan pursed his lips, and soon merged into the long song and dance.

The lights are on.

Rong Jian was not at home at this time, he remembered to bring his mobile phone when he went out this time, but he didn't realize that he forgot to change his shoes until he got on the bus.

Then, at the entrance of a large supermarket in the city center, there appeared such a handsome man in a well-tailored suit—prowling furtively with a pair of white-bellied cat fluff slippers.

This weird attire immediately attracted the attention of the supermarket security guards. Seeing that there was no hope of getting in, Rong Jian had no choice but to drag his feet and continue to change.

In order to be lazy, Rong Jian decided to buy three boxes at a time. As a result, he was squeezed into a can of sardines on the scary bus in the city center, and his nose and chin were almost out of place.

But there is one advantage, that is, there is no need for handrails at all-the front, rear, left, and right are tightly packed so that you cannot move, even if you encounter a sudden brake, you will have a back pad, so what are you afraid of!

After being stuck in the car for two hours, he finally arrived home. Rong Jian, who dragged three big boxes of milk and a pair of old broken legs, was as tired as a dog. The moment he took out the key to open the door, he felt as if the rest of his life after a catastrophe seemed like a world away.

"Meow~"

Rong Jian suddenly felt that his trousers were being pulled, and when he looked back, he realized that a fluffy white cat was pawing on the fur slippers, and its two plum-blossom paws were rubbing on the cat slippers, as if taking the cat slippers as his own. of the same kind.

"A stray cat?" Rong Jian tried to raise his leg, and the little thing really grabbed its paws and refused to let it go. It stared at him with wide tearful eyes, flicked its tail, and cried out "meow meow" plaintively cute.

But the hard-hearted Rong Jian was completely unmoved, one person and one cat looked at each other for a while.

Rong Jian squatted down, slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the kitten's tail, and then - threw the brown candy out with all his might.

"Meow meow meow~!!!" The little white cat fell to the ground in a daze, its fur was about to explode, and when it saw Rong Jian got up and was about to enter the house, it immediately swooped up and grabbed a box of Wangzai milk , accusing this merciless human being with an expression about to cry.

"Hey, so you like this too?" A smile appeared on Rong Jian's lips, "You have a good eye. If you are obedient, I will raise you and call you milk."

The little white cat finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he didn't understand how this strange human being changed his mind suddenly, but thinking of the hot food and warm nest, the little cat happily followed his ass into Linda Boss' home.

The light was on in the living room, obviously the owner had returned.

Rong Jian slipped into the bathroom carrying the milk to give it a bath, only to find that the cat was white and tender without any spots, and the fur was soft, warm and comfortable to hold in his hands.

So the unknown milk was decisively regarded by Rong Jian as a hand warmer, and he happily licked the unscrupulous master's fingers with his little tongue.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the shower head was turned on, the water rushed like a dike, and instantly washed them both cool and bright, and then they stopped cooking, no matter how much they turned the switch, no water came out.

Rong Jian's slightly long black hair covered the top of his head like a pot lid, dripping with water droplets.

He looked helplessly at the innocent milk: "Look, even taking a shower is too much trouble for you."

"Meow >_<!"

The night in early spring is still quiet.

When Rong Jian went upstairs, he was surprised to find a black tie with diagonal stripes lying on the wooden floor.

One must know that a nobleman like Lin Yanxiu who pays attention to everything in daily life has a slight obsession with cleanliness, and would never do such a thing as throwing his tie on the corridor floor.

Blinking her eyes hidden behind the lenses, Rong Jian took the milk and walked lightly to the door of Boss Lin's bedroom, and was pleasantly surprised again to find that the door was ajar.

Although it's not very polite to enter someone's private area, there just happens to be an aboveboard reason right now.

Lin Yanxiu is willing to let himself stay here to eat and drink for free, so he shouldn't be so stingy to borrow a bathroom from him...

"Meow~" Milk was horrified to find that the corner of the unscrupulous master's mouth was upturned strangely and inexplicably, swallowed his saliva and subconsciously shrank into his arms.

Quietly pushing open the dark red door, Rong Jian had fantasized about the various scenes inside many times, but none of them were close to the truth.

An overly sweet smell of alcohol hit his face, Milk's sensitive nose moved, and he sneezed immediately.

There was no one in the bedroom, the simple black and white furniture looked very empty and cold, and the changed suits were messily placed on the big central bed.

This is a double suite. There is another door besides the bathroom, which is about a small study room. Both doors are made of textured frosted glass, which looks hazy.

There was a faint sound of rushing water coming from the bathroom, covering up the sound of Rong Jian's footsteps, and the water on his body was dripping down, almost forming a pool of water stains.

"Are you taking a bath..." He saw the slightly swaying figure on the frosted glass, hesitating whether to wash it all at once, anyway, they are all big men, and he was seen naked when he was in the hospital.

He knocked on the glass door immediately, but he didn't respond for a long time.

Rong Jian hesitated outside the door for a while, his body was wet and uncomfortable, and the sunset in early spring was chilly, this time he was the one who sneezed.

"I've been seen, it's even if I see you once..." With such thoughts in mind, Rong Jian twisted the bathroom doorknob with peace of mind—to his surprise, it opened with just one twist. This guy doesn't even lock the door in the shower?