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Xie Wuguan did what he said, not only came to pick up the people the next day, but even the project was advanced several times at the previous speed, and several companies that he heard the wind and wanted to get involved were directly broken by him.

It was also at this time that Ye Shan realized that even if Xie Wuguan was a wealthy son, he was also a wealthy son with artifice. When the matter was over, it might not be that simple for him to separate.

On this day, Xie Wuguan sent someone to the downstairs of the company, and the two got close to each other and whispered for a while before they were about to separate.

Although Ye Shan is a few years older, he keeps exercising, his waist is tight, and he feels good.

Xie Wuguan rubbed it reluctantly, and finally said with a smile: "Go."

Ye Shan and the others left, their faces darkened quickly, and they went straight to the back door, Hu Zi got off the passenger driver and opened the door for him.

On the other end, Xie Wuguan took a rare bite of a cigarette and wandered the streets without going home.

He looked at the road with his mobile phone for a while, and finally walked into the same bustling office building.

The familiar man was waiting for him on the first floor, and as soon as he came in, he turned around and left without caring whether the people behind him could keep up.

"No. [-]," Xie Wuguan swiped his card to enter the gate: "Go slowly."

"No matter how slow you are, you'll still have to see the boss," Number Seven sneered, "If you walk slower, your death will be even worse."

Xie Wuguan didn't speak anymore, he walked behind unhurriedly, and finally entered the office on the top floor together.

The room was dim, and the shutters were closed tightly. No. [-] stopped by the desk as soon as he entered, his young face was full of seriousness.

There was a man sitting behind the desk with his back facing, only his strong and broad back could be seen.

Until Xie Wuguan closed the office door, this man was still sitting firmly on the leather chair.

Xie Wuguan smiled in this serious atmosphere: "Boss."

The man sitting on the chair turned around at this moment. His brows and eyes were full of years of torment, but his appearance was still handsome, and he even looked gentle. No one would have thought that such a teacher-like figure would be the boss of the killer organization.

The boss looked at Xie Wuguan, Xie Wuguan was selected by him at the beginning: "I haven't seen you for a long time."

Xie Wuguan took a few steps closer: "It's a good thing not to see you, as soon as I meet you, it means I'm going to be busy."

The boss was amused by his words, glanced at the ugly face of the man at the desk, and said slowly: "I heard that you are a little contradictory."

Xie Wuguan glanced at him, and his voice was lazier than his: "No, it's just that they don't get along."

Boss: "So you don't like it?"

Number Seven, who followed in, froze.He never thought that a salted fish like Xie Wuguan had a connection with their immediate boss. The next second he saw the boss glance at him, the killer's sense of crisis made his scalp numb almost immediately.

The boss rested one hand on the armrest, looked at the negative hand quietly for a while, then suddenly turned around and asked Xie Wuguan: "Why don't you kill me if you don't like it?"

Number Seven stood stiffly.

There is a rule in their organization that you can't do anything casually, but since the boss asked this, it means that these are not problems for Xie Wuguan.

Xie Wuguan shook his head: "Tired."

The smile on the corner of the boss's mouth widened a little.He stood up, and the windbreaker he took off was caught on the elbow.

The muscles under the shirt are bulging, and the tight fabric can also show the boss's still fine and strong upper body.

He is not young anymore, but his gestures are still full of strength and majesty.

Boss: "I thought you wanted to retire."

Xie Wuguan laughed when he heard this: "I haven't thought about it all the time."

"That's true." The boss nodded, and suddenly there was some other deep meaning on his face: "Then you want to find someone to settle down?"

interesting.

Xie Wuguan took another look at the person and avoided answering.

After the boss walked out of the desk, he stepped forward and reached out to someone to pick up the windbreaker. After the boss put it on, he said calmly: "Boss's taste has not changed."

The hem of the windbreaker hangs down to his knees. The boss is very tall. Xie Wuguan wore this outfit when he was picked out of a group of people. The young Xie Wuguan stared at the blood stains on the hem for a long time, and then reminded him to change clothes. .

The boss stopped recalling: "I haven't aged or changed. I won't change my windbreaker."

Xie Wuguan then stopped talking.The boss said again: "You are still a pensioner at such a young age."

He checked Xie Wuguan's tasks in the past few years, and they were all completed according to the indicators.

Many years ago, Xie Wuguan gave him a life-threatening job, and he agreed to leave no one behind.

But even though it is stocking, this kind of talent should not be wasted.

Xie Wuguan asked gently: "Didn't I accept this task?"

"But it's been a long time," said the boss.

"Soon," Xie Wuguan smiled again: "It can be solved simply, why use knives and guns?"

It is indeed Xie Wuguan's temperament to be too lazy to do anything.

The boss nodded, and casually threw him a black chip: "I wanted to ring the alarm for you, but I was overthinking it, let's take it as a pastime."

Xie Wuguan stretched out his hand to borrow the small memory stick and held it in his hand.

As soon as Xie Wuguan came out of the dark room, the system heaved a sigh of relief: [It's so scary, luckily I got away with it. 】

Although many employees have the original memory of the body, they are inevitably nervous when facing this situation for the first time, and finally exposed to tragic death.

But Xie Wuguan didn't seem to have such worries at all.

He lowered his head and fiddled with the memory stick in his hand, without speaking in silence.

This kind of memory stick needs special glasses to be placed directly on the lens

Xie Wuguan went home, rummaged through the box, and finally found the matching glasses from the corner.

Fiddled with the side of the ear, there was a soft "click", and the blue light shone on the lens, giving off a faint light.

Xie Wuguan finished reading the things and quietly turned them off.

If the boss really believes in himself, he won't give this thing.

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Ye Shan walked into the conference hall, there was a round table inside, and a seat was vacant for him.

When Ye Shan was born, Sang had two seats. Ye Shan insisted on adding a chair in the middle of the old world, but after the purge a few days ago, there was only one seat left for Sang on the round table.

There was a heavy and solemn silence in the hall. All the old people knew that Ye Shan was a ferocious beast. If they didn't strangle him, the beast would drink their blood and eat their flesh.

Ye Shan saw the pressure as nothing, walked steadily to his seat and sat down, Hu Zi stood behind him with his hands behind his back.

Ye Shan looked around among the group of unfriendly visitors, leaned on the back of the carved wooden chair and said, "There is a meeting suddenly, what's the matter?"

Several old people present looked at each other, and the person who had the best relationship with Sang Yuan's boss said, "Recently, a young man has appeared in the East City. It's hard to deal with, but he's crawling so fast that he needs to be beaten."

Back then, Ye Shan was also a young man, he could climb faster than this person, and it didn't take long for him to be on an equal footing with these old guys.

Now they want the youngest Ye Shan to beat people, hoping that the two young lion kings will lose both.

Ye Shan tapped rhythmically on the table with his fingers, but there was no response.

Suddenly someone snorted and said, "Boss Ye has been going so well recently, why would he talk to us? It is estimated that in a few days, he will even forget what he has done."

Ye Shan's fingers were still knocking, bang bang bang, knocking everyone on the table flustered.

After seeing their irritable expressions enough, Ye Shancai stopped in satisfaction: "I really don't do anything illegal."

Several people at the table laughed, and the person who spoke just now said in a strange way: "I found a new boyfriend who is useful. Boss Ye sacrificed a lot."

Someone said: "I knew that Brother Gongzi was so easy to use, so I tried it."

Ye Shan didn't get angry, and glanced around the man's out-of-shape figure and sparse hair with unclear eyes, and said with a light smile, "It's a bit difficult."

The man's face turned black when he mocked him, of course he didn't really want to clean up, but he just couldn't understand Ye Shan wanting to put on this layer of hypocrisy: "It's so ugly, do you want to be sincere?"

Ye Shan knew that he was relying on Xie Wuguan's company to live a smooth life recently, and the actions of whitewashing were getting bigger and bigger, these people couldn't stand it.

"Intrigued?" Ye Shan smiled slightly, leaned back on the chair, fiddled with the lighter in his hand with a smell of gunpowder under the eyes of everyone, and the metal cover was closed and opened by him.

Ye Shan sneered, and threw the lighter on the table casually: "He treats me like a rabbit and expects me to be tempted?"

The people around him looked at each other, hesitating in disbelief.

Seeing Ye Shan standing up directly: "Believe it or not."

As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes slightly, with the cold light of a carnivore in his eyes: "Recently, I've been feeling flustered, but it's the one in Dongcheng, I can think about it."

He said that he left regardless of the others.The rest of the people looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they didn't expect Ye Shanheren's honey blended oil to be fake.

Huzi followed Ye Shan all the way out, worried: "Boss, that guy in Dongcheng is indeed very aggressive, and the organization has stabilized, should you consider delaying it?"

"I'm not everyone can watch my excitement," Ye Shan said coldly, "Remember the ones who jumped the highest, and when the incident in Dongcheng is over, we'll take them down."

"..."

When Ye Shan came home, Xie Wuguan was sitting on the balcony, and he could see it when he looked up when he entered the room.

He has always been sitting by the balcony recently, and every time he sees him, he feels very safe.

He seems to be very idle recently, completely in line with Ye Shan's vision of a rich man, playing with flowers and plants at home, or flipping through magazines, he has no ambitions to live longer than Tian Sangsang.

But it is absolutely impossible to underestimate him because of this.

"came back?"

As soon as Ye Shan stepped into the door, Xie Wuguan, who was lazily nestling on the balcony sofa, raised his head.

A pair of black-framed eyes stood abruptly on his tall nose, a magazine was spread out on his lap, and the tablet thrown aside was still paused, and he didn't know what variety show it was, and he leaned against the sofa, showing a bit of elegance.

Not like a young man, but like a cold professor.

Ye Shan sat over, and after inserting his index finger into the frame, he took off his glasses: "Why did you remember to wear one?" He held the temples of the glasses and put them in front of his eyes for a moment, "It's flat."

Xie Wuguan closed the book, and gently pulled his lower lip: "It's a gift from a friend."

He wore a well-made shirt today, not like home clothes, but more like going out to meet guests.

Ye Shan was puzzled for a moment, and the next second he was attracted by Xie Wuguan's movement of loosening the neckline.

Xie Wuguan lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes swept across, making it difficult to see his expression: "Not good-looking?"

Ye Shan: "Not bad."

It's true that he is really restrained. Ye Shanguang feels novelty and joy when he looks at him like this, but no matter how happy the spirit is, there is still a gap between excitement and excitement.

But he noticed that Xie Wuguan's mood seemed normal today, but this person stays at home all day, and it would be a ghost if he could be happy.

He leaned on the sofa with his knees, and stood up with a little effort with one hand.

Xie Wuguan only felt a sinking on the right side of his body, and when he raised his head, he saw Ye Shan looking down at him.

Xie Wuguan looked back at him without moving an inch: "What's wrong?"

Ye Shan was annoyed to death by those old fellows in the afternoon, at this time there was still irritability and fatigue between his brows, he stared at Xie Wuguan who had the same lazy expression, and suddenly leaned over and kissed him.

Ye Shan seldom took the initiative, and most of them were not sincere.

Xie Wuguan looked unclear, and stretched out his hand to restrain his movements.

Ye Shan stopped moving, straightened up to distance himself, and looked back coldly.

The two fell silent, Xie Wuguan stared at him quietly for a while, then sighed suddenly: "Who made you angry, I'll come."