On the day of the blind date, I got a license with the president and my boss

"I won't return."

Wen Yuan passed him directly, walked into the bathroom and locked the door, "That's not my home, and I don't have a home."

Wen Jing would not be polite to her, "Someone came and pried the door open. If you tie her up, you have to tie her back up."

The sound of picking the lock was so loud that Wen Yuan was extremely frightened. She immediately turned on her phone, dialed a number, and said quickly: "Hey, I can't contact Zhou Liangqi, so I can only contact you. Zhong Shengyuan has returned to Jiangcheng. The deal between him and Fu Shiyan hasn't been finalized yet, Wen Jing wants to take me away."

At the same time, in the pavilion, Lu Xun looked at the middle-aged woman in front of him who was elegantly feeding the fish. After listening to it, he held his cell phone and curled his lips, "I know."

"You know what? What about me? Send someone to save me!"

"Go back with Wen Jing first, and I'll ask someone to make arrangements."

"I have worked hard for you for so long, and you must save me. I don't want to stay in Haicheng, even if I die, I am willing to do so."

The call had been hung up. Lu Xun put away his phone and smiled at the woman: "Congratulations, Mrs. Zhong."

Her eyes were lazily asked, "What do you congratulate me on?"

"The serious problem in my heart has been solved. I won't see that woman again in the near future."

Mrs. Zhong sneered, "I've never cared about the commotion a little girl's movie can cause, but the Qiao Sishui you mentioned is a bit interesting."

"What do you want Mrs. Zhong to do?"

"It depends on his choice." Mrs. Zhong poured all the fish food in her hand into the lake and watched the koi carps swarm towards her.

Lu Xun walked out of the door, and Zhang Ruo, who had been waiting for a long time, walked forward quickly, "Zhou Liangqi has been waiting in China City for a long time. Do you still need to disguise yourself to see him?"

"Where's Yu Jiazhi?"

"He was sent back to Yu's house."

"It's better to disguise yourself. Zhou Liangqi can't be deceived. Now that we have the support of the Yu family's military, we must tie him up a little tighter."

Since Chinatown was redesigned by Jiang Shu, it has become bright and open instead of being dark and deep.

The man with broad shoulders and narrow back stood on the promenade, holding a goblet in his hand, looking down at the bustling traffic below, "refreshed."

Someone behind him said respectfully: "Chinatown is still your territory and it has never changed."

Zhou Liangqi's months of hiding in Tibet was no less than a journey through the gates of hell. His face had become much more vicissitudes of life, and his whole person had become more mature. The only thing that remained unchanged was the ruthlessness in his bones.

"Liangqi." A mechanical voice came, and it was Brother Hua who arrived.

When Zhou Liangqi turned around, he was still the man wearing the mask in his memory.

"Hua brother."

"Brother Hua" looked at him through the mask and said, "He has lost weight."

Zhou Liangqi put down the goblet, "If you eat too much, you will always lose weight. Brother Hua, you haven't changed at all from then to now."

"Brother Hua" laughed, "What I am most proud of in the past few years is training you. Do you know that you alone are worth a group of them!"

Zhou Liangqi's eyebrows were sharp and he stared at him for a while, "I was forced to a desperate situation by Fu Shiyan back then. Fortunately, Brother Hua took me in. You taught me strategies and martial arts, so I can survive until now."

"Why are you saying this all of a sudden?"

"I've thought about it a lot in the past few months, and there's one thing I want to ask you personally."

"You said."

Zhou Liangqi stared at his masked face for a long while before asking: "During the confrontation at sea, Fu Shiyan said that the person you actually wanted to choose was him. Is it true?"