Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

The Ninth District has always been a system of 'the upper governs the lower, and the lower restrains the upper'. As soon as the news of the appointment and dismissal is released, it means that the deal is done. Han Jiang has made an unforgivable mistake, and Cen Wei is the one who exposed the mistake.

Of course, not everyone who exposes mistakes is qualified to replace him, but he just happens to be Cen Xiao.

Even though everything was in line with the procedures, everyone in the Ninth District still sighed with embarrassment about this decision.

For the first time in so many years, the Ghost Eye Group welcomed such a young leader.

But this result doesn't seem absurd. With Cen Xiao's ability, background, and connections, he is indeed qualified for this role.

He didn't even have to re-adapt, after all he was raised in such an environment.

In the team leader's office with bright and clean windows, Han Jiang has already packed all his personal belongings into boxes.

He lost the vigorous and resolute demeanor of the past. When he bowed to seal the box, his temples were mottled with white hair, and he seemed to be much older and tired.

The sunlight came in from the window, illuminating the whole house brightly, and the coldness of the ice and snow was kept out by the continuously operating air conditioner, leaving a false sense of tranquility inside.

The day was still sunny, with snow outside the window, and the air was dry and clear, no different from the past.

Han Jiang stared at the scene outside the window in a daze. These buildings and dull streets that he had seen for decades would have nothing to do with him in the future.

He never thought that he could remember everything that he didn't care about before, so clearly, as if every branch could be named.

He could no longer stand in this office and look out.

At the moment when he lost his position as team leader, Han Jiang also thought about struggling. Several thoughts flashed through his head, the most outrageous of which was to put Cen Wei to death.

But when he saw the evidence submitted by Jiang Zheng with his own eyes, he suddenly let go of all his thoughts.

He has no room to fight because the evidence is overwhelming. He used his power to bully and oppress an innocent female student and a kind female administrator. the price.

Any of his protests would be a desecration of the system of the Nine Districts and an insult to the Ghost Eye Group.

It's not Cen Xiao who will replace him, it will be someone else.

He still wanted to have a decent ending as possible.

"Reluctant?"

Cen Wei leaned against the door and followed Han Jiang's gaze towards the window. Although there was no good scenery outside, he felt much better after seeing the glistening snowflakes.

"Cen Wei, I underestimated you."

Han Jiang stood up straight, propped up his not-so-slim lower back, and sighed in a deep voice.

He underestimated many things about Cen Xiao. For example, he didn't expect that Cen Xiao would be able to find out more than ten years ago and track down Jiang Zheng.

He also didn't expect that Jiang Zheng's parents were willing to violate the regulations, aborted Jiang Zheng privately, and secretly preserved the embryos.

But what he least expected was that Cen Wei could do this for the Li Qingli incident.

Of course, he would not naively think that Cen Wei was overflowing with sympathy and suddenly wanted to uphold justice for Jiang Zheng and Xu Tanghui who was framed more than ten years ago.

Everything Cen Wei did was to avenge Li Rong.

Report the vengeance of the Ninth District for pretending to be deaf and dumb and not speaking out for the Li family.

To avenge Han Jiang and Liu Tanzhi for manipulating public opinion.

He had guarded against Cen Xiao, suppressed Cen Xiao, and deliberately supported Cen Xiao's competitors, but he failed.

The rule of the Ninth District is that those who are able should live there, winners and losers, he should have nothing to say, after all, when he was in office, he didn't like to listen to the failure speeches of the former team leader.

But when he got to this point, he found that he had too many things to say and vent, and he still became the person he hated at the beginning.

"It is said that Li Rong joined the High Tower Group, and you and Li Rong broke up. I have never believed it. In fact, you are simply acting, acting for the Hongsuo Research Institute, and acting for your enemies."

Han Jiang turned his face and stared at Cen Wei with sharp eyes. His eyes were still powerful, but he lost a little bit of confidence for no reason.

Cen Wei neither admitted nor denied, nor did he avoid Han Jiang's eyes.

Like Han Jiang back then, he didn't want to listen to the nagging of losers.

But Han Jiang continued on his own: "But I don't understand, why are you in such a hurry? You are holding my hand and can replace me at any time, but now is not a good time at all. You are too young, and there are plenty of people in the Ninth District Don't accept you, your seniors and opponents are staring at you, you are surrounded by tigers and wolves, how much energy do you have, can you bear the responsibility of the ghost eye group?"

Cen Wei sneered, and said casually: "You care more than my father."

Cen Qing really told him this set of rhetoric, but he didn't care.

Han Jiang narrowed his eyes: "Don't tell me, you did this only because I asked Liu Tanzhi to attack Li Rong."

Cen Ling's smile gradually faded, and there was some coldness in his eyes: "Of course I did this because you shot Li Rong."

Han Jiang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed exaggeratedly, with hatred and disappointment in his eyes: "Liu Tanzhi's media account is attacking Li Rong, but public opinion has long been controlled by you, and this incident has not caused Li Rong any harm. Injury. You are such a disappointment, I thought you were a worthy opponent, but I didn't expect you to be just a hothead!"

Han Jiang didn't know about the relationship between Cen Wei and Li Rong, he only thought that Li Rong used his friendship as a bait to make Cen Wei a knife he could use.

Cen Wei would not be irritated by Han Jiang, but instead smiled mockingly: "Aren't you Zhang Zhaohe's tool?"

When Han Jiang was confronting Jiang Zheng, Cen Wei had sorted out the truth of the incident more than ten years ago.

That night, except for the young lover Han Ying and Jiang Zheng, the administrator Xu Tanghui, and Zhang Zhaohe who didn't know what purpose went to the laboratory that night.

Zhang Zhaohe watched Han Ying run out of the laboratory, and Xu Tanghui chased after him in a panic.

Xu Tanghui didn't know Han Ying, but Zhang Zhaohe did.

In the years since Zhang Zhaohe returned to University A, he has sorted out many relationships clearly. He doesn't know when he will be able to take revenge, and he doesn't know how to climb up step by step, but he has been preparing and never gave up.

The moment he saw Han Ying, Zhang Zhaohe suddenly had a flash of inspiration and felt that his chance had come.

He did not identify Han Ying, but immediately went to the security office to intercept the surveillance, and kept it privately.

Seeing a man and a woman appearing in the surveillance video of the corridor, Zhang Zhaohe guessed what happened.

He knew that with Xu Tanghui's footsteps, he would definitely not be able to catch up with Han Ying, but Han Ying would definitely not dare to tell Han Jiang that he had done such a thing.

Zhang Zhaohe took advantage of this time difference to find Han Ying first, and discussed with Han Ying a way to get rid of the crime without embarrassing the family.

This method is naturally to frame Xu Tanghui.

Han Ying was at a loss at the time, and he couldn't care so much if he could get someone to help him out of trouble.

He only knew that if Han Jiang knew that he was messing with girls in the lab, Han Jiang would probably beat him to death.

And that administrator was really hateful enough, chasing him for several kilometers.

After Han Jiang knew the whole truth, everything was done.

Han Ying got out of trouble, Jiang Zheng was also suppressed by Zhang Zhaohe, the turmoil had calmed down long ago, Xu Tanghui was also dealt with, he would never stir up this matter again and push his son out.

He knew that the first leader of the ghost eye group had a deed that people talked about, but it really happened to him, and he really couldn't do justice to kill relatives.

By coincidence, he acquiesced to Zhang Zhaohe's plan.

And a mistake often needs more mistakes to make up for, and Han Jiang has to accompany Zhang Zhaohe to go deeper and deeper.

It's just that at that time, he still thought that Zhang Zhaohe was a little lecturer who wanted to cling to him.

By the time he realized he was being used, it was too late.

It's not that he's too stupid, but that he can't think of Zhang Zhaohe's purpose for doing this at all.

Zhang Zhaohe subtly controlled the boundary. While he asked Han Jiang to use his position to help him do things, he did not let this matter exceed the bottom line of Han Jiang's tolerance.

It was like this for more than ten years, until Zhang Zhaohe lost his mind when dealing with Li Rong and let him act on the cusp of the storm, and he completely broke his face with Zhang Zhaohe.

Han Jiang was indeed forced into the whirlpool, but he was able to be taken advantage of by Zhang Zhaohe because he was lucky and selfish.

He is not innocent.

Cen Xun said that he was Zhang Zhaohe's tool, and it hurt his heart precisely.

This incident would probably become Han Jiang's biggest shame in his lifetime.

As expected, Han Jiang was poked at the pain point, and he said strangely: "It's just too ridiculous. The two generations of leaders of our ghost eye group have actually become the tools of the tower group!"

Cen Wei shrugged indifferently: "I don't care if you want to be Zhang Zhaohe's tool, but I really want to be Li Rong's tool."

Han Jiang said angrily: "You have tried your best to win the position of team leader. Could it be that the ghost eye group is the puppet of the high tower group! Then you are not worthy of this position, and you will destroy the ghost eye group!"

Cen Wei said impatiently: "Whether I deserve it or not has nothing to do with the former team leader."

Han Jiang sneered, and suddenly became emotional: "You are so stupid, you actually used the trump card that has been hidden for so long to deal with me. I have already given you a reminder that Zhang Zhaohe is the enemy of the Li family!"

After he vented, he suddenly became calm again. He took a deep breath, with a weird smile on his face, and said happily: "You probably don't know, Li Qingli and Gu Nong were forced to death by Zhang Zhaohe. Going to see them, weaving a series of lies, precisely destroying all the hopes and thoughts of Li Qingli and Gu Nong, forcing them to commit suicide for Li Rong, for the Gaota Group, and for the surging public opinion! What a pity...they believe in Zhang Zhaohe so much It never occurred to me that Zhang Zhaohe's purpose was to let them die!"

Cen Xiao couldn't help frowning, with unconcealable disgust in his eyes, but he had to continue listening.

Han Jiang watched Cen Wei's face change, and finally healed up: "Li Qingli and Gu Nong are too gentle. The Gaota Group raised them like a nest of rabbits. Zhang Zhaohe has long wanted to replace them, but has been suffering from no chance. Suhe Biology is like a great gift from heaven to him. He followed the trend, took advantage of his strength, threatened me, and created the last straw that crushed Li's family.

Sure enough, Li Qingli and Gu Nong were really dead, and he also successfully took over the High Tower Team and successfully emptied Zhu Yan!Cen Wei, you are fighting me to the death, but let Zhang Zhaohe, the mouse in the gutter, have the last laugh. Is it worth it?This matter involves the reputation of the ghost eye group, and news will inevitably be blocked. You have no trump card, so how can you seek revenge from Zhang Zhaohe? "

Han Jiang's smile was not sincere, and the muscles on his face couldn't stop twitching. He really wanted to see Cen Xiao slumped, but when he thought that he had lost everything, he always felt disgusted.

He calmed down, straightened his back, and said in a mocking tone: "Cen Wei, I can tell you kindly that after you became the leader of the ghost eye group, for the reputation of the Ninth District, the prestige of the ghost eye group, and the status of Lan Shu And social stability, you have no chance to tell the truth back then, and you even insist on pouring dirty water on Xu Tanghui, because her sacrifice is not worth mentioning.

There is also the Liyinxu incident two years ago, you can't hold anyone accountable, because there are too many people who made mistakes in this incident, you can't fight everyone, it can only end in Suhe Bio, But you clearly know that Zheng Zhupan is not the only murderer.The more you want to take revenge, the more you have no choice, you and Li Rong, you can only leave regrets in vain.

Cen Wei, this is the responsibility of the leader of the ghost eye team!If you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight! "

Han Jiang outputted a long speech, as if he wanted to pour out all the frustrations in his heart.

He knows that he is very mean and vicious now, he takes pleasure in other people's pain and sorrow, and holds high the banner of humbleness and cowardice. He used to despise such behavior so much, but now he derives the simplest happiness from filth.

It's like taking a deadly drug, knowing that it will only rot and stink slowly, but willingly sinking into the short-lived and hypocritical mental excitement.

He was already on the verge of madness, but Cen Wei remained extremely calm, as if there was a clear barrier in this room, one was scorching magma from the center of the earth, and the other was alpine glaciers, which was bone-chillingly cold.

"Responsibility?" Cen Wei pursed his lips, the laughing person felt chills all over his body, he lowered his eyelids in boredom, and lightly brushed the glass door of the team leader's office with his fingers, "I am only responsible to one person."

The dry fingertips rubbed against the smooth glass without making a sound, but something in the air suddenly cracked.

Thick clouds slid past the sun, and the abundant light in the room slowly dimmed, and the shadows slowly lengthened.

Han Jiang suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Fame, prestige, status, stability, these things that he valued so much, does Cen Wei really care about them?

What if Cen Wei is a lunatic who does not hesitate to destroy the Ghost Eye Group, the Lanshu, and the Hongsuo Research Institute, and let the grievances of 14 years ago and the crimes of two years ago be revealed to the world?

Han Jiang couldn't help but shivered.

Can Cen Xiao do it?

he does not know.

He had never really understood Cen Wei, so he gave his opponent a chance to sneak in. He had lived so many years of comfortable life, and almost forgot that there had always been cruel struggles in the Ghost Eye Group in the Ninth District.

Day and night change, the stars change, no matter how well-planned and condescending the coercion, there will always be a day when the building will collapse.

Losing awe of justice is the first step towards destruction.

Obviously at the beginning, he only needs to compensate for one experimental instrument, and then educate his son well.

Cen Wei raised his wrist, looked at his watch, and said indifferently, "It's twelve o'clock."

When the hour came, Han Jiang couldn't delay any longer.

The ghost eye team has no place for him, and it is disrespectful for the current team leader if he stays for a second longer.

Han Jiang's eyes instantly lost their brilliance, as if they were covered with a layer of dust.

Carrying his handbag, he walked out of the office without looking sideways, leaving Cen Xiao with a somewhat desolate back.

The cleaner was standing by the elevator entrance, impatiently waiting to move Han Jiang's things out of the team leader's office, so as to give the young and promising new team leader a pleasing space.

Cen Ling, however, had no time to wait to see the cleaned-up house because he had to hold a meeting for the ghost eye group.

The meeting was nothing important, it was nothing more than establishing his prestige so that those who refused to accept him could recognize the situation as soon as possible.

He is familiar with this process. He also did it when he won the position of president of the third district from his father in the previous life.

What other people think, Cen Wei is not completely sure, but he knows that Du Mingli will not accept it.

When Du Mingli found out that he could not gain the upper hand in the competition with Cen Wei, he planned to do it slowly, and even joined forces with Cen Wei to make some achievements in order to combine vertically and horizontally.

Now that the performance has been achieved and the foundation has been established, he never expected that Han Jiang would fall from power.

As soon as Cen Xiao came to power, all his hard work was in vain.

The moment Du Mingli received the notice, he almost quit, but after sitting in the office and thinking for a long time, he calmed down again.

He didn't know why Cen Wei caught Han Jiang, but Feng Shui took turns, and it was possible that something happened to Cen Wei.

Du Mingli stayed until the end of the meeting, and he walked up to Cen Wei, smiling meaningfully: "Congratulations, Team Leader Cen."

Cen Wei smiled and said, "You're welcome. In the future, Captain Du will need to work hard and cooperate well."

Du Mingli smiled deeper, and nodded, he clamped the notebook under his arm and clasped it tightly: "Of course, I just ask Team Leader Cen to be careful, I will always do a good job of supervising Shangfeng, I hope that former Team Leader Han will mistakes, will not happen to you."

Cen Xiao's eyes swept across his face, without even responding to his words, Cen Xiao directly ignored him, and strode out of the conference room.

The assistant waiting at the door graciously took the manuscript for Cen Wei's meeting: "Team Leader Cen, are you going to see your new office now?"

Cen Xiao said lightly: "No, I'll go home."

The assistant quickly said: "Group Leader Cen, I will call the driver for you immediately, please wait a moment."

Cen Wei frowned, and distanced himself from his assistant: "I'm not as authoritarian as Han Jiang, and I don't plan to fire anyone. I'll call you if something happens, so don't follow me."

Only then did the assistant breathe a sigh of relief, smiling all over his face: "Yes yes yes, Team Leader Cen, please go slowly."

Du Ming stood not far away and listened, every sound of Team Leader Cen was like a knife in his chest.

He always wondered if it was a mistake for him to quit his previous job and come to the Ninth District. This year, he didn't have any satisfaction. All his efforts were to marry others.

——It would be fine if there is no Cen Xiao.

Without Cen Wei, the position of leader of the ghost eye group would most likely be his.

Han Jiang fell, Zhang Zhaohe lost power, and Li Rong didn't have to be as careful and restrained as he was a few months ago.

When Cen Wei came home, Li Rong was coming out of the bathroom, with wet hair, making coffee for himself.

Seeing Cen Xiao, he put down his spoon, and leaned over with a strong aroma of shampoo, breathing in the humid heat, and teasingly said with peach blossom eyes: "How does it feel to be the leader of Cen?"

Cen Xiao rubbed the ends of his hair, his fingertips were all wet: "I don't blow my hair."

As soon as he saw Li Rong, those words of Han Jiang came out of his mind, and his mind was a little heavy.

Li Rong was dissatisfied with Cen Ling's seriousness, his slightly cool fingers penetrated into the gap of Cen Ling's shirt, and massaged Cen Ling's abdominal muscles: "I became the team leader of Cen, and I still dress so solemnly and talk like my elders. "

Cen Xiao took his fingers out of his clothes, supported Li Rong's waist with his palms, pressed him to himself, and smiled lowly: "Aren't I older than you?"

Li Rong leaned close to him, and bit his lower lip gently, Li Rong raised his eyebrows and looked at it for a moment, then he knew that Cen Xiao had something on his mind, and the joke in his mouth didn't reach the bottom of his heart.

Li Rong patted the forearm around his waist: "What did Han Jiang tell you?"

It's not a question, but an affirmation, he knows Cen Wei too well, and is too smart, Cen Wei can't hide it from him at all, if he can, then he allows Cen Wei to hide it.

Cen Wei had no choice but to tell Li Rong exactly what Han Jiang said to him.

Li Rong was very restrained at first, and even walked to the dining table calmly, continuing to stir the cup of black coffee with too much rock sugar added.

There wasn't much expression on his face either, just drooping eyelashes, pursed lips, letting the wet hair stick to his cheeks.

The spoon hit the cup wall irregularly, the dark brown coffee swirled rapidly, and a few tiny bubbles appeared in the center of the vortex.

The steam rising from the coffee cup made his eyes watery.

After Cen Xiao finished speaking, the rock sugar melted completely.

Li Rong lifted himself up and wanted to take a sip, only to find that his palm was shaking all the time, the vortex in the shaking coffee cup began to stir and mess, and he could hardly drink the coffee steadily due to the shaking.

It's not that he hasn't thought about it, he knows it's not that simple.

But when he heard with his own ears that the tragedies of his life were all caused by one person's selfish interests, it was difficult for him not to be angry and resentful.

Cen Xiao walked behind him, held the back of his hand, and helped him hold the coffee cup.

"Baby, don't shake, the winner doesn't need to show any emotion to the lost dog."

Cen Wei held Li Rong's hand and helped Li Rong bring the coffee to his lips.

Li Rong lowered his eyes, opened his lips, and took a sip.

The bitterness of the coffee was mixed with the sweetness of rock sugar. The two extreme flavors stimulated the taste buds. The hot liquid slid down the throat all the way to the stomach, and he finally calmed down slowly.

Li Rong took a deep breath, put down the coffee, and leaned his weight on Cen Xiao's arms.

With dark eyes, he looked at the chandelier in the living room and murmured, "In that case, let me choose a way to die for him."

Cen Wei rubbed his earbones, and finally kissed the small earlobe lightly with his lips, and said dotingly: "You can do whatever you want."

Before the start of the second phase of Luyinxu's trial, the Gaota team held a second group meeting.

The more than 30 most prestigious and experienced team members still participated in the meeting, but the atmosphere of this meeting has slightly changed.

As the team leader, Zhang Zhaohe naturally wanted to come and preside over the meeting, but this meeting was not held at his suggestion.

It was Jiang Weide.

Zhang Zhaohe no longer had a calm smile on his face. Since the fall of Han Jiang, he had inquired several times, but the Ninth District was like a fortified wall, and no news could be leaked out.

He didn't know where Han Jiang fell, and he didn't know how much the fact that Han Jiang was caught had affected him.

He was flustered and anxious, and this emotion has recently become his normal state.

Until he, the team leader, received a notice from Jiang Weide that he wanted to praise Li Rong internally, and wished the second phase of Lu Yinxu's experiment a complete success.

In short, it was a commendation ceremony where Li Rong was the protagonist.

Zhang Zhaohe naturally didn't want to participate, but if he didn't, Jiang Weide's request sounded so legitimate and well-known.

Zhang Zhaohe has lost a lot of weight recently, and his thin bones can barely hold the Chinese tunic suit. His crutches hit the marble floor heavily, as if he really needs the strength of the crutches to walk.

The cheekbones on his face protruded a bit viciously and frighteningly, but those eyes were alert and sensitive, as if even the slightest sound could make his nerves tense.

As soon as he entered the conference room, he found Li Rong sitting next to Jiang Weide.

Jiang Weide is now the acting dean, and he is only waiting for Zhu Yan to let go, and he will officially take office, so his seat is naturally very central.

Li Rong was next to Jiang Weide, so he naturally became the focus.

Zhang Zhaohe wandered around and squeezed out a faint smile: "There are so many people here today."

He habitually reached out to touch the pen on his chest, and when he found a blank space, he realized that the pen had been crushed by himself.

It's just that the habit he has developed over the years cannot be changed for a while, making his movements a little funny.

Li Rongxiao is harmless to humans and animals: "The teacher is here, sit down quickly."

Jiang Weide hadn't spoken yet, but he was the one who said it first. Jiang Weide looked ahead without any objection.

The people in the meeting room looked at each other, although they felt that Li Rong came to pick up Zhang Zhaohe's words were a bit strange, but no one objected.

Zhang Zhaohe stared at Li Rong's face and sat down slowly.

He didn't know what tricks Li Rong was going to do again, but he guessed that the downfall of Han Jiang must have something to do with Li Rong.

He and Li Rong are of the same kind, people with strong vengeance like them will not let any enemies go.

Han Jiang refused to save the Li family back then, so Li Rong would definitely not let him go.

It's just that the speed is too fast and the attack is too decisive. It seems that the nine districts have changed overnight.

Zhang Zhaohe cleared his throat and said, "Thank you for coming here in your busy schedule. We haven't communicated for a long time since we met last time. During this period of time, many major events have happened in the High Tower team. Of course the most important thing is , it is the complete success of the first phase of Lu Yinxu's experiment, and it can be regarded as the fulfillment of Brother Li's long-cherished wish..."

The meeting as a whole was very normal and boring, nothing more than repeating what had been said over and over again.

In fact, everyone has lost their sense of crisis recently, so there is no need to hold a meeting to discuss.

What Zhang Zhaohe said was very vague and floating. In the end, Jiang Weide took over the conversation and raised the issue of the conflict between the Hongsuo Research Institute and the Gaota Group.

Jiang Weide: "The Hongsuo Research Institute has many disadvantages, but I believe that it will soon be on the right track. Such a huge institution will affect the whole body. Everyone should give Hongsuo time to turn the steering wheel."

Almost everyone understands Jiang Weide's certainty, at least Jiang Weide does not want the Hongsuo Research Institute and the High Tower Group to continue to confront each other.

From his standpoint, this is understandable, after all, he will soon take over as the dean.

Of course Zhang Zhaohe would not agree: "The old tree of Hongsuo has deep roots, and old diseases have been stubborn for a long time. I am afraid it will not be so easy to turn around. Our high tower team just keeps our feet on the ground and safeguards our own rights."

Jiang Weide also knew that change didn't happen overnight. When Zhang Zhaohe said this, he couldn't think of a rebuttal for a while.

The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly became stiff, but everyone felt the atmosphere of wrestling between Jiang Weide and Zhang Zhaohe.

When Jiang Weide becomes the dean, the High Tower Group will inevitably experience a shock, but no one can predict the scale and outcome of the shock.

Only Li Rong was unaware of such a tense and frozen atmosphere.

Li Rong leaned loosely on the swivel chair, playing with a carbon pen with his fingers, and his eyes fell on the pot of daffodils on the balcony.

The narcissus blooms lushly, and the center of the white petals is wrapped with a tender yellow heart. Just looking at it is pleasing to the eye.

Li Rong spoke abruptly, and said with a smile, "Why are there still narcissus in the meeting room?"

As soon as he spoke, the professors were all taken aback, as if they couldn't get out of the tense mood for a while.

In this occasion, anyone can feel the smell of gunpowder, why does Li Rong seem to be dull?

Chang Li just wanted to explain: "Because Zhang..."

She wants to say that because Zhang Zhaohe likes daffodils very much, there will be several pots where the Gaota group often gathers.

She doesn't know when this habit started, but she can be sure that it was prepared by someone who wanted to flatter Zhang Zhaohe.

But they are used to seeing it, so they don't take it seriously.

Li Rong didn't intend to listen to anyone's explanation, he stood up directly and walked towards the balcony.

"The flower is not beautiful, and the juice is easy to cause skin allergies. It is not good. I think it is better to replace it with a forget-me-not. It is small and exquisite, with clear eyes and a clear heart. Coincidentally, I know a beautiful cat with this name."

Zhang Zhaohe narrowed his eyes, staring at Li Rong's back.

That is the flower he likes, the flower that can appear here because of his existence.

Li Rong stretched out his hand lazily, picked up the petals of the narcissus, leaned over and sniffed it lightly, and shook his head with frowned eyebrows: "It's not fragrant enough, and my fingertips feel a little itchy when I touch it, but the meaning of forget-me-not is very good. Parents, I also hope that you will not be forgotten by everyone in the tower group, what do the teachers think?"

In fact, daffodils are very fragrant, and the fragrance is much stronger than forget-me-nots. Li Rong's words are indeed a bit far-fetched.

But when it comes to his parents, no one dares to refute.

Jiang Weide coughed lightly: "The white flowers are indeed a little more plain, and the forget-me-nots are brighter. It's not a big deal. If you want to change it, you can find someone to change it."

Li Rong smiled innocently, blinking at the other people who were silent.

Chang Li received the look, and immediately said: "What is this, it's just a potted flower, I have no objection."

Li Yongshi: "My wife likes forget-me-nots, I think it's pretty good."

In the words: "Young people's perspectives are indeed different. We also have to get closer to young people and see what young people like."

As soon as these people spoke, some difficult-to-explain situations seemed to become a little clearer.

Those expectations that were hidden in my heart and had not been touched finally began to break through.

Li Rong was leaning on the window sill, resting his fingers on the petals, with a calm smile on his face, but in his eyes, there was a calmness beyond his age.

The blooming and fragrant flowers seemed to be eclipsed by his side, losing their former charm.

"It's okay, I can do it."

"I have no objection, let's change the appearance, I should get tired of looking at a pot of flowers."

"I've never seen forget-me-nots before. How is it? Does it look good?"

"Hey, this is my specialty. Tubular flowers, Boraginaceae, the most common are small blue-purple petals, which usually grow in alkaline soil..."

"Is it easy to grow? I plan to raise a few potted flowers recently."

"It must be easy for us to grow plants. If you are a construction worker, then I don't know."

"Hey, you still look down on me. I grew up in a small village. I haven't grown any vegetables. What happened to flowers? It's still the same."

"Okay, okay, after the replacement, you can see if you can take care of it."

……

The discussion atmosphere in the conference room became lively, mostly around growing and changing flowers.

In fact, they all know that they are not talking about flowers, but the people behind the flowers, and their enthusiasm is not for flowers, but for that person.

They didn't seem to talk about anything, and they seemed to have explained everything clearly.

Everyone knew that Narcissus was Zhang Zhaohe's favorite flower, but no one objected to Li Rong's proposal to change flowers.

It is by no means that Zhang Zhaohe no longer has any supporters, it's just that they are no longer the majority.

Since Jiang Weide first agreed with Li Rong, a silent standing in line has been completed.

They thought that this day would come a little later, but they didn't expect that even the shock came suddenly.

In a panic, before they had time to think about it, they made the choice to obey the public.

Zhang Zhaohe could see it clearly, he felt that his power was being lost in an irreversible trend like an inverted hourglass.

The loose skin on his face was tense, and his muscles showed a strange pattern. His hand, which was leaning on a cane, was stiff and white, and the nails were tightly clasped on the cane, almost curling up.

Looking at the enthusiastic and pretending ignorant faces in front of him, and listening to the joyful discussions about planting flowers, he felt that there was an invisible knife cutting out his flesh and blood.

They are so hypocritical, so keen, and when they sensed the change in the wind direction, they unceremoniously voted elsewhere, and even enthusiastically presented a vote certificate.

Li Rong, Li Rong.

Zhang Zhaohe's eyes were shattered, he couldn't figure it out, he would lose to a child, and the status he had worked so hard for for more than ten years would disappear overnight.

He was full of resentment, but there was nothing he could do.

Li Rong gently patted off the pollen on his hands, and glanced at Zhang Zhaohe's face. In his eyes, there was the condescending contempt of the victor, and the unabashed ridicule of being a member of the Li family.

Just that expression flashed by, Li Rong said lightly: "It's getting late, teachers are still busy, let's stop here today."

At the beginning of the meeting, Zhang Zhaohe said the first sentence, and at the end of the meeting, Li Rong made the closing speech.

This seems to be some kind of omen, some kind of foreshadowing, and some kind of ending.

The Tall Tower Team will eventually go back to the source, set things right, and return to Tashan, as Li Qingli expected.

After the people dispersed, only Zhang Zhaohe and Li Rong were left in the huge conference room.

The sky was getting darker, the sunset light receded, and the air gradually became cooler.

Zhang Zhaohe finally tore off his camouflage, his eyeballs bulged, and he smiled grinningly: "Li Rong, good, very good! I didn't expect that you are a wild wolf!"

With a smile on his face, Li Rong picked up Zhang Zhaohe's teacup by himself.

He raised his arms lazily, and glanced down. The tea soup inside had become very dark and lost its temperature.

Li Rong casually said: "I learned something from the teacher. I was deeply moved and benefited a lot. The teacher just listened to it. I held a cup of tea in my hand, and I said it was a cup of cocoa milk, and everyone agreed. From my point of view, it is a cup of cocoa milk, which is called power. The teacher used it quite naturally on Zhu Yan at the beginning, but now I draw inferences from one instance, and I have learned it fairly well, right?"

Zhang Zhaohe was trembling all over, his lips were purple and white, he gritted his teeth loudly, and the veins on the back of his hands showed ugly lines like cobwebs.

"Li Rong!"

"Li Rong... Li Rong!"

Zhu Yan cared about the power of the Hongsuo Research Institute. In order to get revenge, he turned Zhu Yan into an empty puppet.

Now Li Rong brought this superficial drama before his eyes, making him watch himself lose the High Tower team.

He used to think that his ambition was already crazy enough, but now that he saw Li Rong's true face, he knew just how deep the scheming palace could be.

Li Rong inserted a poisonous arrow into his heart with precision, his blood flowed profusely and his body was covered with cuts and bruises, while Li Rong smiled at him contentedly amidst the blood all over the sky.

Li Rong has a beautiful and delicate face, but also has a cold and ruthless heart.

In his revenge plan, Zhang Zhaohe's name was never crossed out, he was just waiting for the most fatal blow.