fair retaliation

In the middle of the night, Ye Jinghui was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number, Ye Jinghui yawned and picked up the phone.

"Ye Jinghui." The voice from the other end was deliberately lowered, "It seems that I underestimated you."

Ye Jinghui raised his eyebrows, and said with a smile: "The winner is the king, and the loser is Kou. It seems inappropriate to call me now."

"Hehe, before I do anything, I always plan to retreat, and I called you just to say goodbye." Wei Wei paused, "I'm at the airport."

Ye Jinghui glanced at the skull-shaped wall clock on the wall, the pointer was pointing to eleven o'clock, and it was afternoon in the United States.

"Escape with money?" Ye Jinghui frowned slightly.

"It's so ugly, I just brought a little money from winning the lottery and some money from buying stocks."

"Since you took the money away." Ye Jinghui smiled, "Then enjoy your old age in peace and don't come out to make trouble."

"Hehe." Guan Tianze laughed lightly, "Have you ever heard an idiom? An ant's den is a thousand miles away. Your father is really impatient. If you eradicate all my wings at once, the foundation of Tianyu will be unstable. You know, the current Tianyu has already become an empty shell inside."

"I don't need to bother you." Ye Jinghui narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why, don't you care about Aqi?"

"Oh, Aqi is your man, so it's up to you to decide how to deal with him. I don't have that much time to take care of your housework."

Ye Jinghui sneered, "Sure enough, you never liked him."

"What does it feel like to like?" Guan Tianze smiled, "You don't know, and I naturally don't know either. For us, rights and money are more real, don't they?"

"Yeah, we are really like-minded."

"Hehe, Ah Hui, our game has just begun."

"Good luck."

"You too."

Unexpectedly, Guan Tianze actually called.

Ye Jinghui threw the phone back on the bed, thinking of Aqi's serious expression when he said "I like him", he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Guan Tianze is just a man who will do anything for power. An ambitious man will not take these feelings to heart.Because for them, always going to the high place and holding the highest power is what they want in life.In this circle, once a weak point is caught by someone, they can be dealt a fatal blow and never stand up again, so everyone is cautious and wears a thick mask.It's a pity, Aqi, you are not Guan Tianze's weakness, to him, you are just a fool sent to his door.

Ye Jinghui sighed softly, stood up and wrapped a towel around his waist casually, stretched, walked to the window, and opened the curtain.

On the huge French windows that almost occupied the entire wall, his beautiful body was reflected, without a trace of fat, slender and well-proportioned.Through the windows, you can overlook the landscape of the whole city.The car lights on the overpass in the distance are like chains, and there are large light boards shining on the nearby square. The light from the lights of Wanjia below is better than the brightest starlight in the dark night.

The scenery is so beautiful, but my heart is a little empty.

Because on the huge window, what is reflected is always myself.

The shadow of a person, in the middle of the night, looks lonely, and it's actually a little pitiful.

Like...how does it feel?

Thinking of Aqi's resolute eyes, Ye Jinghui couldn't help trembling slightly in his heart.

In fact, what Guan Tianze said is not wrong. To them, money and power are often more important, because that is the real thing.

Money is fair, the more you give, the more you get back.

Power is practical, the more you have, the more you get.

What are feelings?There is nothingness that cannot be seen or touched.If it were me, or Xiao Yi, or my eldest brother Ye Jingxi, they might sacrifice Ah Qi without any scruple like Guan Tianze. This is the rule of the game in the shopping mall.

People are always selfish, the higher the position, the higher the degree of selfishness.

Ye Jinghui suddenly thought of Siming, that seemingly unfathomable person, if this kind of thing happened to him, how would he deal with it?

Like a tacit understanding, the mobile phone specially used to contact people in nightclubs suddenly lit up.

Ye Jinghui opened it and saw that it was a text message from an unfamiliar number.

"I asked Uncle Zhong for your cell phone number, Siming."

Ye Jinghui smiled and replied: "Oh, I saved it."

After a while, there was a call from there.As expected, the man's deep and flat voice came from next to his ear.

"Aren't you going to sleep so late?"

"Can't sleep."

"doing what?"

"Look at the night view."

There was a moment of silence over there, seeming to be smiling: "It's such a coincidence, I'm also watching the night scene by the window." After a pause, "I'll pick you up, how about it?"

"it is good."

Siming drove the car and parked at the entrance of the nightclub. Ye Jinghui was standing in front of the door and dozing leisurely against the wall.

Siming got out of the car and lightly put his hands on his shoulders: "Is it cold in the middle of the night with so little on?"

Ye Jinghui raised his head and leaned into Siming's ear with an evil smile: "Of course it's cold, I'm a person who wants grace and not warmth." His low voice was extremely seductive, and his body leaned over on purpose, but Siming was still unmoved Without moving, he only said lightly: "Get in the car, the heater is turned on." Then he turned and left.

Ye Jinghui touched his nose, followed him into the car, the radio was turned on in the car, and the announcer's flat voice was reading——

"Dongcheng Group held a plenary meeting yesterday. The meeting raised the issue of setting up a separate marketing department in Dongcheng, which was highly approved by the general manager Siming. From now on, Dongcheng Group will openly recruit talents from the public, and claim that it will recruit fresh graduates Graduates, this large-scale recruitment will last for three days, for fresh college students, this is undoubtedly a..."

Siming turned off the radio and asked calmly, "Do you know my identity?"

Ye Jinghui smiled: "I heard from the store manager that Mr. Si is the general manager of Dongcheng Group."

"As the general manager, you are busy with affairs, but you find it strange to find time to come to you all day?"

"It's not surprising." Ye Jinghui turned sideways and placed his fingers on his lap ambiguously, "Since you are interested in me and have already paid for three days, why don't we just be straightforward and enjoy these three days?"

Siming looked at him fixedly, and after a long time, he said calmly: "I am not just 'interested' in you."

Saying that, he waved Ye Jinghui's hand away calmly, turned sideways to help him fasten his seat belt, and started the car.

The black BMW drove steadily on the viaduct, and the windows reflected changing lights.

Ye Jinghui sat back, looked at the expressionless face reflected in the rearview mirror, and smiled meaningfully: "Oh, you are not only 'interested' in me, then what do you want to do? Break me waist?"

Siming glanced at him: "Your waist is still useful, don't make things difficult for it for now."

Ye Jinghui laughed: "Since we can't sleep, why don't we do something else? A spring night is worth a thousand dollars."

Siming smiled slightly: "Okay."

……

Siming lightly turned the steering wheel to let the car slide towards another curve.

"Listen to music?" He asked suddenly.

Ye Jinghui smiled: "Anything you want."

Siming lightly pressed the play button with his finger, and a moving melody flowed from inside the car. It was an English song, and the male singer sang quietly with a deep and hoarse voice.

Baby I know you are hurting.

Right now you feel like you could never love again.

Nowall Iaskis for achance.

To prove, that I love you.

Ye Jinghui frowned slightly.

This Siming is here to make a joke. He actually played the song Iwillneverbreakyourheart by the Backstreet Boys. It is hard to see that this sullen man would confess his love in this way.

It's too fake for him.

"Well, an uneducated person like me can't understand English songs." Ye Jinghui turned his head sideways and smirked, "What do you mean?"

From the first day.

That Isaw your smiling face.

I know that we would be together forever.

The music in the car was still playing, Siming turned his head to look at him, and said indifferently: "A few years ago, after I had a business negotiation with a few customers from the United States, this song was always playing in the car on the way to the hotel. It was only after I met them that I realized it was a group called backsteetboy, and I liked it very much, so I bought a lot of their CDs and put them in the car.

Ye Jinghui was silent for a moment, and a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Oh, then you are playing this song to me now, are you confessing your love?"

"Huh?" Siming seemed a little puzzled, and after a while, he said calmly, "I just invite you to 'appreciate the song' together."

"...Oh." Ye Jinghui sat back with a smile, leaned lazily on the back of the chair, and praised hypocritically, "This song is not bad."

Siming changed the subject and said, "Compared to singing alone, I prefer the feeling of being accompanied by someone, how about you?"

Ye Jinghui didn't speak.

Siming was silent for a moment, then changed the topic: "I'll take you somewhere."

Ye Jinghui looked at him: "Hotel?"

"Why do you always want to go to the hotel?" Siming frowned slightly.

"You know I'm Moneyboy, thinking about hotels all the time, proving that I love my job, and you don't want to waste money, do you?"

Siming glanced at him and said nothing.

The music in the car reached a climax, repeating I'llneverbreakyourheart.

Ye Jinghui squinted at Siming. He remained calm and expressionless, staring at the red light ahead.

"Pretentious."

Ye Jinghui once again came to a conclusion in his heart.

As a result, the place they arrived at was still not a hotel, but Times Square.

This is the busiest business district in City B, full of tall buildings.

Xingyun Building, Longhua Hotel, and Imperial Paradise, the three buildings are arranged in a triangular shape, surrounding Times Square, and they stand out from the crowd.

Among them, the design of the Xingyun Building is very unique. The castle-like top towers into the sky. Every night, the bright lights on the top of the building are like stars twinkling in the sky, like golden nails sprinkled randomly from the sky, which is extraordinarily dazzling and beautiful.

Xingyun Building is a high-end apartment managed in a hotel style. With the best location and the most luxurious decoration, the price is naturally not low.Ye Jinghui suddenly remembered that my brother seems to have a house here too, but don't have a chance encounter in the elevator, that would be fun.

Unexpectedly, Siming didn't take the elevator, instead he gently took Ye Jinghui's hand and walked towards the stairs.

"You don't want to climb stairs, do you?" Ye Jinghui raised his eyebrows.

Siming looked back at him: "Can you crawl?"

"You know, I was almost broken by you a few days ago, of course I can't crawl now, why don't I save more strength...to the bed?"

Siming glanced at him, the smile on his lips was half a smile, "I'm very measured in my strikes, I believe you can move." Then he held Ye Jinghui's hand tightly and climbed up on his own.

Although this person looked calm, his character was overbearing and domineering, completely ignoring other people's resistance.

Ye Jinghui rolled his eyelids, followed him up the stairs nervously in the middle of the night, and was out of breath when he reached the [-]th floor, Siming suddenly stopped, turned around and dragged Ye Jinghui to the nearby rooftop for viewing.

Ye Jinghui could smell the faint scent of shampoo on his body as the night wind blowing towards his face raised his hair on his forehead.

Siming turned his head and stared fixedly at Ye Jinghui.

"Tired?" he asked.

Ye Jinghui nodded: "I'm exhausted."

Siming smiled, "Have you heard a word?" He ignored Ye Jinghui's reply, or didn't need to reply at all, turned his head, and glanced at the lights of tall buildings in the distance, "Many people are concerned about my climbing When I am tall or not, I hope that someone cares about me and whether I am tired from climbing." After speaking, I turned back and looked at Ye Jinghui, "There is no need for too many people like that, just one."