Little Mr. is one hundred years old

In fact, after returning from Tu Shan, Qing Huan realized that something was wrong with her—at that time, she had a sudden induction, then fell into a coma, and had an inexplicable dream related to Long Zhao... What is wrong?It's as if the whole person's strength has weakened...

Qing Huan lay on the bed and sighed, and took out her mobile phone from her pocket. It has been shut down since Gu Yuehua took it away, and I don't know if it still has power...

As a result, as soon as I turned it on, it kept ringing like an alarm was set-either a text message or a missed call display...hundreds of them...

Chen Ziran, Lou Zhao, M, Ji Zhiqiu...

Most of those text messages asked him if he was empty Yunyun...

Qing Huan simply sent a group of text messages to go back - I went on a trip during the holidays, my phone was turned off and I didn't see the message, now I'm back home, good night, don't go back.

Text messages were sent to four mobile phones.

In the brightly lit high-rise office——

The teenager in a white shirt rolled up his sleeves and casually wore a pair of black-rimmed glasses. If you look carefully, you can see the slightly obvious dark circles under his black-rimmed glasses, which are obviously the consequences of lack of sleep.He held a pen in his hand, turning it once and for all, but his eyes were fixed on the K-line chart of the US market on the screen without blinking - the trend above was straight up, but he Still expressionless...

The coffee on the table was already cold, the secretary came up and said softly, "Mr. Chen, let me pour you another cup."

"Yeah." He replied coldly.

The secretary had already gotten used to it, so he turned around and changed to a cup of brewed coffee, sighing in his heart: Mr. Chen is really amazing, he can't sleep for three hours every day these days... Although this period is a critical period for the company, but There are so many overtime employees outside, there is really no need for Mr. Chen... But she dare not say anything more, although Mr. Chen is young, but just a look without saying a word is enough to scare people...

The secretary poured the coffee back and saw Chen Ziran looking at it with his mobile phone, and when he looked at the mobile phone, the corners of his mouth turned up—her hands trembled, and the coffee almost spilled out...

"Mr. Chen, coffee..."

The secretary put the coffee on the table, and before he could finish speaking, he saw Chen Ziran holding the mobile phone in one hand, and pressing the call button on the table with the other hand, which was the employee command number leading to the outside—"Okay, Now, throw everything off your hands immediately."

The other side reacted quickly and responded with "yes" quickly, and then there was a flurry of voices.

The secretary stood aside, thinking that Mr. Chen, who had been buying for the past few days, suddenly asked to sell all of them. The previous Mr. Chen might not have made such a decisive decision... I don’t know why Mr. Chen made such a sudden decision. make this decision...

"Lisa, you can get off work today." Chen Ziran raised his head and said to the dazed secretary.

The secretary reacted and nodded quickly: "Yes, Mr. Chen." Although she worked overtime during the holidays, her salary was several times higher, and several of their secretaries were on duty in turn, so she had no complaints.

When leaving the office, the secretary took a peek at Chen Ziran who was sitting with his back to her. From her perspective, he could see that he was looking at his mobile phone with ease. The screen seemed to be...a person, and he couldn't see clearly...was it? girls?Could it be Mr. Xiao Chen's laughing girlfriend? ...

The secretary left in a gossip mood, and after staring at the photo on the screen for a long time, Chen Ziran finally slid onto the screen, stood up, and stretched——take a bath first, sleep well, tomorrow... Still have class.

……

On a luxury cruise ship in the Pacific—

The lights in this hall are bright, but it’s not a feast of wine, let alone singing and dancing. There are all crystal card tables in the hall, ranging from roulette to stud, from poker to Pai Gow, and the table that attracts the most attention , the protagonist is a handsome man in a white suit, and the other three are a half-bald middle-aged man with a big belly, a beautiful woman with rose tattoos on her arm, and the last one is an old man with gray hair and a big back.

"Mr. Shao is not generally lucky today." The beautiful woman spoke in a coquettish voice, which made most people feel sick when she uttered it.

"Ah Song, I already told you about Mr. Shao's abilities." The semi-bald man stretched out a hand and squeezed the woman's smooth arm, and said with a smile, "It's very difficult for Mr. Shao to invite you to drink. Or dance with me..."

The glamorous woman squinted at the half-bald man, and she was really flattering: "If he wants to dance, he will dance with Mr. Lou, so he doesn't want to dance with you." It was obviously a refusal, but it was like being coquettish when it came out of the woman's mouth.

"Mr. Shao, look, Miss Ah Song wants to dance with you so much, you won't understand if you refuse her." The gray-haired old man took a sip of his cigar and said with a smile.

"That's right," Ah Song continued to say to Lou Zhao in a coquettish voice, "Mr. Shao, you have already rejected me once, so it's so boring..."

Lou Zhao smiled, pressed down the last card, and said to Miss Ah Song, "Miss Ah Song, the game is not over yet, don't worry about dancing."

Ah Song glanced at her cards: "Okay, let's wait until this round is over." After she finished speaking, she calmly winked at the semi-bald man next door, who smiled and turned the emerald ring on her hand.

The gray-haired old man saw the interaction between the two, exhaled a puff of smoke, but didn't say anything.

"Open the cards." The croupier said.

Ms. A Song played her own cards first, followed by the gray-haired old man and the semi-bald man. Judging from the cards drawn, Ms. A Song was the biggest, and the possibility of winning against her was already very small. After all, Lou Zhao The situation here is very unfavorable.

Everyone, whether at the poker table or onlookers, stared at Lou Zhao.

Lou Zhao slightly twitched, his slender fingers slid across the cards, and was about to open the cards...

"Mr. Shao..." Secretary Li bowed his head and whispered in Lou Zhao's ear, "Mr. Xiao has sent a message." If it was someone else, he wouldn't dare to speak at this time, but Mr. Xiao is different. Before handing over the mobile phone to him for safekeeping, he emphasized that Mr. Xiao should inform him of any news, so as soon as he received the message and saw the display, he immediately told Lou Zhao.

Lou Zhao's hand froze, he didn't open the cards, he pushed the chips in front of him, and sighed: "I can't help it, I lost, I lost everything I won in one night, Miss Ah Song is really amazing."

Ms. Ah Song's eyes lit up when she heard the words, and the corners of her eyes couldn't melt into a smile: "Then Mr. Shao, can we dance together?"

Lou Zhao stood up, took her hand, bent down and kissed the back of her hand lightly: "I'm really sorry, Miss A Song, I have something urgent to do, so excuse me."

Ah Song's face froze: "Young Master, what's important..." He was obviously fine just now...

Lou Zhao blinked at her: "I... want to reply a message."

After speaking, he turned around and left with his own people.

Return a... message? !

What absurdity!What information is so important...

Miss Ah Song's face was very ugly.

The gray-haired old man stretched out his hand and lifted the unopened card of Lou Zhao, and said "Huh"—everyone saw it and made strange noises—

Miss Ah Song saw it too, her face was half green and half white——

asshole!He didn't lose at all! ! !

However, at this time, Lou Zhaozheng couldn't wait to take the phone to read the message, and after seeing the content clearly, he smiled helplessly.

Behind the glamorous stage, there is usually a chaotic backstage.

For example, at the backstage of the current top shows, almost everyone is running in small steps. Models, makeup artists, costumers, assistants, photographers... there is a corner, but it is orderly.

Because the theme is angels and demons, so today's service and makeup are all exaggerated, and female models with heavy makeup are easy to digest, but it may become a tragedy on the faces of some male models, so the makeup of male models is usually much lighter. ...Of course, there are also hold people, such as the one in front of you——

After putting on the shimmering gold eyeshadow and checking it carefully again, the makeup artist herself became very satisfied: "Mori, you can open your eyes now."

M, who was sitting in front of the makeup mirror, opened her eyes and looked at herself in the mirror—the makeup was thicker than usual, and the facial features appeared sharper. Silver-gray eyes with golden eyeshadow, but somewhat dreamy and unreal It feels... Well, he doesn't reject heavy makeup, after all, he has put on thicker makeup, so thick that he can't see his original facial features at all.Every profession must be dedicated, and now he still has enough interest to run this job.

"How is it, Mori?" The young French makeup artist asked expectantly - she likes these gorgeous and exaggerated makeup looks the most, and many male models' overly handsome facial features can't satisfy her, so she is not ordinary when she sees Mori Excited, but it turns out that her vision is not wrong-look at the face in the mirror, it is as handsome as a god, it fits perfectly with today's theme, if not time is not allowed, she really wants to design a devil retro makeup for Mori ,Pity……

"Very good." M nodded with a smile.

"It's great if you like it!" The makeup artist took out her mobile phone: "Mori, let's take a photo together."

"it is good."

When the two of them took a group photo, the models and staff members who were seen next to them also took the opportunity to come over and wanted to take a photo with M—this male model who suddenly entered the fashion circle has been a big topic recently, both in terms of appearance and aura. Foresight, from domestic to international, many fashion media have extended an olive branch to him. He is born to eat this bowl of food, otherwise he would not be specially invited to be the finale model for such a grand event today. The matching is still Hot top female models...

Regardless of the size of the model or the staff, M all kept the most perfect smile and took photos with them, and there was nothing wrong with it.

Until the crowd almost dispersed, the manager came over: "Mori, get ready, it's about to start."

"it is good."

"Are you nervous?" This is the first time to walk in such a big show, and it is still being named as one of the finale, so I must be nervous... I guess...

M glanced at the manager—he was even more nervous than himself.

M patted him on the back: "Relax, it's okay."

"Hey...it's you at the show...what are you doing to comfort me..." The manager wanted to get angry, and took out the phone from his arms: "By the way, you just got a text message from Qing Huan, would you like to send me a text message?" ..."

Before the manager finished speaking, M, who was calm and self-sufficient just now, had already taken the phone over. He slid open the text message, saw the content on it, raised his eyebrows, and then typed a string of words. When he was about to send, I deleted those words just now, typed a few words again, and sent it out.

The manager sneaked a glance at the side. He didn't see the long list of words just now, but he did see the last few words: Good night, have a good rest.

"Mori, take your seat!" came a voice from over there.

"I'm leaving." M handed the phone to the agent, pushed the crown on his head, and strode forward.

The manager looked at his back from behind. With the golden cloak on his body, the long silver hair wearing the crown, and the aura radiating from his whole body, he was really... like a king.

Yes, king...

It's really emotional...

In the barren desert——

The moon hanging in the sky is too bright and too big, the claws come down, and at a glance, nothing but sand is sand, oh no, look carefully, somewhere, there are scattered water bottles, daggers, backpacks, etc...

Also, a... mobile phone that suddenly turned on a few times.The phone screen displayed black characters: You have received a text message from Qing Huan...

As far as I could see, there was no one in the desert.