The little thing that Jinjiang men wore to the starting point

Zhuo Yan didn't think about looking for the protagonist first, because according to his reading novels for so many years, no matter what kind of novel it is, most of the time, as long as this matter is not resolved, the protagonist will always meet that NPC, and now he is acting as an NPC, There is no need to take the initiative to find the protagonist, the protagonist will definitely come to the door based on the information, whether it is theory or revenge or something.

In short, he should play now when he should play, and get off the club when he should——

Although he has become different from the original owner in some places, compared with the original owner, he wants to play with men.

In the huge conference room, Zhuo Yan sat alone in it, leaning his head against the back of the chair, not knowing what he was thinking.

With a bang, the door of the meeting room was opened.

"Zhuo Yan!" Cheng Jidong walked towards him with a look of fire.

Look, isn't this coming?

When Zhuo Yan saw Cheng Jidong, he still couldn't help whistling a little, and restrained his sudden fiery eyes.As expected of the protagonist, he really has a good appearance!Unexpectedly, he barged in without notification, Zhuo Yan didn't bother to think about what his security guards were doing for food?Although he was a little excited when he saw the protagonist Cheng Jidong, Zhuo Yan raised his head with a harmless look: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Jidong always felt that Zhuo Yan was a little different today, he frowned slightly.

"When will you and Tingting break off the engagement?"

"Why should I break off the engagement with Tingting?" Zhuo Yan asked back.Don't mention the disdain in my heart, Tingting, Dongfang Tingting, what a common heroine's name.

"You don't want me to beat you up again, do you?" Cheng Jidong clenched his fists, with a playful expression on his face, after all, he just beat Zhuo Yan hard a few days ago.

This meal sent Zhuo Yan, the original owner, to hell.

"Do you really think those people call you Brother Dong and you are the champion of boxing?" Zhuo Yan pulled his tie and stood up.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Cheng Jidong raised his chin arrogantly: "At least, you are my defeated opponent, right?"

"Heh," Zhuo Yan smiled, and regardless of Cheng Jidong's defensive expression, he slowly walked forward and stood face to face with Cheng Jidong.Well, that's right, I raised half my head for this guy, this guy had to raise his head slightly to see himself, he grabbed the collar of Cheng Jidong's shirt: "Cheng Jidong, I remember, we only saw each other after counting the meal a few days ago." The third time."

Cheng Jidong looked at him, and he kept giving up: "What about that? Or do you feel that you feel like me?" Cheng Jidong's expression was really a bit like a poisonous snake was vomiting a letter.

"I really can't think of any enmity between us," Zhuo Yan stretched out his hand, and gently patted Cheng Jidong's face: "It's only been three times, you not only raped my fiancée, but also beat me up... "

"You said, how should I thank you?"

Cheng Jidong frowned, disgusted by Zhuo Yan's contact.But if he dodges at this moment, he must be timid from a certain point of view. This kind of thing has never been in line with his style, so he grabbed Zhuo Yan's hand: "Only you have the ability, of course you can turn back." Come and beat me!"

"The weak eat the strong, Zhuo Yan."

"The weak are strong? Are you mocking me for my incompetence?"

"You, Zhuo Yan, said it yourself. You are the one who is incompetent, isn't it?"

"A woman is still a tool for you to prove your ability?" Zhuo Yan analyzed to himself: "It's really nice."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Cheng Jidong retorted: "I really like Tingting!"

Zhuo Yan noticed that he didn't use the word love, but it didn't matter, it was his business.

"Okay!" Zhuo Yan let go of Cheng Jidong's shirt collar, and Cheng Jidong let go of his hand at the same time.

"It's okay to break the engagement with Dongfang Tingting!" Zhuo Yan was obviously thinking about something, looked at him, and frowned fiercely: "However, you have to give something to get something, right?"

"You are different from the day before yesterday," Cheng Jidong looked at Zhuo Yan with inquiry.

"If I didn't smoke that thing the day before yesterday, do you think you have a chance?" Pretty clever!However, Zhuo Yan had already thought of a countermeasure. He grabbed Cheng Jidong's collar and pulled him in front of him. At close range, his breath hit Cheng Jidong's face: "Don't think that the children of the aristocratic family are all bastards. ! Compared with ordinary people, the background of the family is still there!"

Cheng Jidong recalled the first time he saw Zhuo Yan, a noble young man standing on the stage.

That was a demeanor that he would not be able to learn no matter how many times he was reborn.Recalling the second time I saw Zhuo Yan, it was in a lewd bar, with a half-naked girl lying in his arms, his expression was a little erratic, but he still had a decadent aesthetic feeling.

Perhaps this is what he called 'family heritage'.

The deep black pupils just blocked the gloomy look rolling in the depths of his eyes.

"How do you know if you don't try?" Cheng Jidong blocked back with this sentence.

"Cheng Jidong, do you only know this sentence?" Zhuo Yan was obviously amused by him.

Cheng Jidong was obviously furious, and he stretched out his hand to punch Zhuo Yan.Zhuo Yan leisurely grabbed Cheng Jidong's punch, and praised in his heart: "The strength is good!" On the surface, he still frowned: "I promised you, do you still want to give me a beating?"

"!" Cheng Jidong seemed to have just realized what he was doing, and he put away his fists: "It's just an addiction to beating." But the expression didn't take it seriously.

"There's nothing to say, right?" Zhuo Yan tried his best not to show a sarcastic look on his expression, but no matter what he couldn't help it, so he turned around and sat back.

"Why did you agree?" Cheng Jidong looked at Zhuo Yan, wondering what Zhuo Yan was thinking.

"Women are just dispensable things." For Zhuo Yan, this is indeed the case.

"Don't young master Cheng think so too?"

"What do you mean?" Cheng Jidong didn't think Zhuo Yan's rhetorical question had any hidden meaning.

"Forget about Tingting, that Xiaolan, Shifei, etc., Master Cheng, how many confidante do you think you have?"

"You investigate me?"

"Need to investigate? Cheng Jidong." Zhuo Yan smiled.

Cheng Jidong snorted, of course he knew his own affairs and had nothing to say.

Seeing Cheng Jidong's leaving back, Zhuo Yan smiled harmlessly.

The first battle, complete victory!