Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

No matter how old you are, you can't get rid of the competitive nature in your bones.

After Tang He finished speaking, he waited to see Cen Wei's face with a little complacency. He thought that Cen Wei would have to show an expression as if he was facing a formidable enemy. After all, there are not many people who can be called powerful by him.

Of course, Tang He wasn't exaggerating, that person was indeed very powerful.

When he heard that the other party was already a senior executive of a financial company with an annual income of nearly [-] million, he was also very surprised why the other party would give up his huge income and get involved in the troubled waters of the Ninth District.

But this is not important, the important thing is that after the test, he found that the other party did have the ability to enter the Ninth District.

Tang He waited for a while, but saw that Cen Xiao did not respond at all.

Cen Xiao just loaded the loaded gun slowly and weighed it in his hand.

Tang He thought he didn't hear clearly, and added another sentence: "He has much more social experience than you, so I can't say anything else."

"Oh." Cen Wei returned the gun to him, still not the slightest bit interested in the powerful person he was talking about.

Tang He sucked his teeth, and frowned deeply: "Who the hell did you learn from not showing emotions? Are you not worried?"

Cen Wei snorted lightly, his expression seemed a little disgusted: "No one can compare to me, so I have nothing to worry about."

Tang He was choked up by his self-confidence. He always taught candidates to be confident, because working in the Ninth District, without self-confidence and confidence, it is easy to be suppressed by the subjects of the investigation. After all, the people who can be investigated by the Ninth District are not ordinary cunning.

But with confidence like Cen Xiao, would he really not underestimate the enemy?

Tang He didn't know which tendon was wrong, he turned his head and shouted at Li Rong: "Hey, don't you worry?"

Li Rong was leaning far away on the balcony, wandering in a daze, when he was suddenly touched by Tang He, he was momentarily stunned.

"what?"

Tang He met that confused face, and found that the little beauty was really not worried, and even slipped away. He suddenly admired the simplicity of the young man.

"Ha, I really am talking too much, and no one is worried."

Li Rong paused, and had no choice but to continue pretending to be innocent: "It's useless to worry, anyway, the exam is fair, as long as you do your best."

In fact, he was recalling Du Mingli.

Du Mingli's reputation is too good, it's a bit unreal.

When he heard the rumors about Du Mingli, he always affirmed, appreciated and admired them.

When colleagues in the laboratory talked about him, they all said that he was not at all like the leader of the ghost eye group, but rather amiable, refined and refined, and spoke softly, without airs at all.

Even his mentor, who yelled at Hu Yuming when he mentioned Hu Yuming, never said anything bad about Du Mingli.

Like a clean stream, Du Mingli rushed into the Ninth District rashly, clearing away all the smog.

So what kind of handle did such a person have on Han Jiang?

The Ninth District has always had a tradition of ruling from the bottom and restraining the top from the bottom. It is impossible for Han Jiang to be unaware that his every move is being watched.

How could he be easily found out by Du Mingli, who had no capital background and accidentally stepped in?

After Li Rongsi thought about it, there might be one possibility, that is, Han Jiang trusted Du Mingli.

Just like everyone who immediately develops a good impression of Du Ming after seeing Du Ming, Han Jiang is not immune.

Du Mingli was born as a commoner, and he has no interests behind him. He became the captain with the No. 1 score right away, which is much more pleasing to the eye than those old fritters.

Han Jiang, who trusts Du Mingli, will always relax his guard and expose his shortcomings one day.

Perhaps he never dreamed that he would be stabbed in the back by Du Mingli, who could not be better.

Li Rong found that Cen Xiao was looking at him.

He raised his eyes, and subconsciously looked at Cen Xiao. The moment their eyes intertwined, they read each other's mind straightforwardly for the first time from each other's eyes——

Why are you not curious about that powerful person?

Li Rong: "..."

If Cen Xiao was also reborn, then by reading his reaction, he might be able to know his secret.

But in view of the not so good memories of his previous life, Li Rong looked away.

Just when the atmosphere became a little awkward, Tang He's assistant came to rescue him in time.

He knocked on the door first, and after getting Tang He's permission, he opened the door and came in, and said to Tang He: "Mr. Tang, the previous VIP user heard that you were here today and asked if you have time to practice with him. He can Add money."

Tang He's sparring time is reserved in advance. After all, there are many candidates who come here because of fame, and these people are not short of money. They only want to practice against those who are closest to the standards of the Ninth District.

But Tang He is not a robot, and it is inevitable to get injured during training, so he basically only receives one VIP user a week.

Most of the candidates have no chance to see him after they finish the mock exam.

Tang He frowned: "Didn't you see that there is already someone here? It has nothing to do with money, and the rules can't be broken. You should make an appointment with him at another time."

The assistant's expression was a little stiff, he forced a smile a few times, and pointed at Cen Wei cautiously: "The other party wants to ask Mr. Cen, if he gave Mr. Cen money, Mr. Cen can give him this opportunity."

Tang He was taken aback, obviously he didn't expect the other party to go this way.

The assistant must have not disclosed Cen Xiao's identity to the other party, otherwise the other party would know that Cen Xiao is not short of money at all.

Tang He thought that Cen Xiao would definitely be disgraced after hearing this, and asked his assistant to refuse directly, but Cen Xiao didn't.

It has happened several times today, Tang He misjudged Cen Xiao's reaction.

He couldn't help but wonder if his observation ability had deteriorated.

Li Rong smiled and asked curiously, "How much is he willing to pay?"

Now that Du Mingli doesn't know their backgrounds, it's the best time to test them out. Their identities as high school students are also a natural cover.

Du Mingli looked at them, probably like Han Jiang looked at Du Mingli in his previous life.

"Uh..." the assistant glanced at Li Rong, then looked at Cen Ling's face, and seeing that Cen Ling didn't intend to stop him, he replied, "The other party is in the VIP lounge and said the price can be negotiated."

Li Rong asked Cen Wei again: "Do you want to refuse?"

Seeing his appearance, Cen Xiao knew that he had other ideas, so he just greeted him politely at the moment, after all, it still costs a lot of money to accompany him.

Because Cen Wei knew Tang He early, he did not lack the opportunity for this training.

He replied: "You can do whatever you want."

Li Rong stood up straight, lightly patted the dust on his sleeves, and said to his assistant: "Okay, I'll go talk to him."

Tang He didn't stop the candidates from contacting each other. There were candidates who trained with him in the past, and they formed a private group to cheer and encourage each other.

Later, bad things like backstabbing and framing happened in the group. Tang He couldn't stand these shadowy ghosts, so he would no longer provide a platform in the future.

He thought that the people who came to him would avoid suspicion, after all, everyone has always been a competitor.

Moreover, this person and Cen Xiao are likely to compete for the first place.

Li Rong took two steps towards the door, then suddenly looked back at Cen Wei, and asked casually, "I'm leaving, are you coming together?"

He thought that Cen Wei should also meet Du Mingli, if Cen Wei really didn't know Du Mingli.

But when Cen Xiao heard what he said, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, which was a rare expression for Cen Xiao.

But this expression stayed in Cen Wei's eyes for a long time, even though it was a not so private occasion.

Li Rong was stunned, his heart felt inexplicably tugged, and the slightest bit of pain spread out.

But he quickly laughed, blinked, and said softly: "I still miss you and me."

Cen Wei's Adam's apple was rolling, and he finally came back to his senses. He lowered his head and took the hot towel that he had prepared earlier, and carefully wiped his right hand that was holding the metal fittings just now. After a while, he whispered: "I'll accompany you."

Tang He also clearly noticed Cen Xiao's unnaturalness.

He was puzzled.

Cen Wei didn't care when he mentioned a good candidate, and he didn't care when he mentioned that the other party would spend money to buy his training, but when the little beauty said something ordinary, Cen Wei seemed to be possessed by a demon in an instant.

Li Rong stood there waiting for Cen Xiao, seeing that Cen Xiao had almost walked to his side, he planned to open the door and go out.

But he didn't expect that Cen Xiao suddenly grabbed his left hand: "Wait for me."

The palms of his hands that had just been wiped by the hot towel were still a little damp and hot, pinching his slightly cool fingertips, and instantly brought the temperature over.

Li Rong's right hand that was on the door lost all strength for a moment.

It's not that he felt so awkward holding hands with Cen Xiao, but he was keenly aware that although Cen Xiao was warming his fingers, at this moment, Cen Xiao was the one who needed support and comfort.

The sixth sense is so unreasonable but strong, it makes him feel that he must hold on tight to Cen Xiao.

Li Rong pursed his slightly dry lips, and with some strength, returned to hold Cen Xiao's hand.

Tang He's eyes fell on the hands they were clasping, and he couldn't help raising his eyebrows, but at the same time he was surprised, but at the same time he felt it was reasonable.

After all, that little beauty was indeed a bit special, and he even began to wonder where Cen Xiao got it.

Walking in the wide corridor, Li Rong glanced at Cen Wei with a serious expression from the corner of his eye, and joked: "You are so active, my identity as a vase is confirmed by the boss."

Being held back by Li Rong, feeling the real touch, Cen Wei seemed to have recovered from the low mood just now: "His eyesight is not that bad."

Li Rong smiled lightly: "There's nothing wrong with being treated like a vase, at least it proves that you can eat and drink without worrying about your face alone, it's much easier."

Cen Wei took a deep look at him, and said lightly, "You don't want to."

Li Rong: "Tsk."

He also thought that Cen Wei would point out his distorted values ​​and persuade him to give up unrealistic ideas. After all, appearance is temporary, and everyone will grow old one day. Only knowledge and wealth are reliable.

But Li Rong quickly realized that this topic should be stopped, because the next vulgar question can easily be asked after talking here——

"Are you raising me?"

He didn't need to speculate, he knew Cen Xiao's answer.

Then they seemed to return to the mode that Cen Xiao wanted in the previous life.

Walking to the door of the VIP lounge, Li Rong and Cen Wei let go of their hands tacitly.

Li Ronggang wanted to remind Cen Wei not to have a good impression of this person inside, he might not be as friendly as he appeared.

But looking at Cen Wei's expression, Li Rong swallowed back the words that came to his lips. It seemed that Cen Wei would not have a good impression of Du Mingli.

The assistant opened the door, what Li Rong saw was a much younger and kind face.

Du Mingli sat on the sofa, folded his hands, put his elbows on his knees, and nodded to the rhythm of the music in the lounge.

Such a relaxed and informal behavior makes it easy to get closer to people, unlike most employees of Lanshu and Hongsuo who just want people to stay away from them.

As soon as the door opened, Du Mingli raised his face, and at the same time, there was a friendly smile on his face.

His appearance has nothing to do with being handsome, not only are his eyes small, his eyebrows are very light, and his skin is a bit dark.

Even though his appearance is not outstanding, he still keeps himself very clean and tidy, making people look inexplicably pleasing to the eye.

Discovering that Li Rong and Cen Xiao are only the size of high school students, Du Mingli was stunned.

But he didn't show the slightest look of contempt. Instead, he stood up, walked over, and stretched out his hand.

On the back of his right hand there is a scar left by gouging out the mole, which is light brown and shaped like the cross section of a carambola.

"Hello, sorry to bother you."

As an executive with an annual salary of tens of millions in a financial company, Du Mingli really has no pretensions.

But Li Rong became cautious because of this.

The mansion of Du Mingli must be very deep.

He walked in from the outside together with Cen Wei, Tang He's assistant also subconsciously watched Cen Wei's eyes, Cen Wei looked more like a candidate for training than the sickly him, but Du Mingli first extended his hand to him.

Du Mingli seemed to judge at a glance that he would be the one who really made the decision between the two.

Li Rong lowered his eyes and wiped the generous palm hanging in the air.

He did not take Du Mingli's hand, but inadvertently raised the corners of his lips, with the frivolity of a playboy in his eyes: "You are so old, why are you taking the Ninth District?"