Fast travel, death collection system

On the day when he decided to return to the company, Cang Miaoliu had already sent a text message to change the time of the foreign language class, from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] every day.

After all, he was twice as fast as the others, and there was no such thing as overtime on him.Therefore, it gave the headquarters an impression of being unmotivated.Everyone couldn't help sighing, after all, before he lost his sight, this eldest son attached great importance to official affairs.Now this kind of behavior, the director has sentenced people to death.

But this death penalty was slapped in the face at the general planning decision meeting, looking at the general planning proposal handed in by the eldest son, and comparing it with the one they held in their hands.Not long ago, he was nodding and smiling in praise, but when he turned his head, he was ridiculed with strength.It's like having a delicious meal that you raved about and want to order again, but then someone tells you that what you just ate was actually made of shit, and gives you Serve a plate of real goodness.This is the mood of many directors at this time.

Cang Moliu sat on the newly joined seat, with one hand on the edge of the round conference table. Although he didn't exude a forceful aura deliberately, many directors who had begun to bald could still feel the strength of this young man. feel.Just like his cold face at this time.

"Everyone present here is the minister of the Cang Clan's consortium. They have been working hard for the Cang Clan for most of their lives. Their knowledge and vision are naturally extraordinary, and the juniors like me can only hold them back." "My ignorance has something to do, and this cannot be changed. There are many things in the world that cannot be changed. My ability is one of them. In business, profit comes first. I believe that even if it is for yourselves, you will do the same Make smart decisions."

The people present are all fine people, how can they not understand what these words mean, besides, what they say is indeed reasonable.Looking at the plan book in his hand that has maximized the benefits, every item in it is perfect and impeccable, and the maximum use of funds is used to create the maximum benefits.Even those present may not be able to achieve such perfection, let alone the second son who is still studying.

With the bottom line in mind, the directors can do nothing but nod.No one will push out the money delivered to them. Everyone is a businessman, so they naturally know how to choose.

This matter is not big or small, but the major projects that have flowed into the hands of Cang Miaoliu have become more and more important as time goes by.The current head of the headquarters, Cang Wenhua, and his hometown are naturally clear. Since the eldest son (grandson) glows with a stronger light, his excellence has made people ignore his flaws.Then there is no need for the replacement of the heir, not only it is not necessary, but it is even necessary to start dealing with the news and make a move to refute the rumors to express the position of the Cang consortium.

Then a ball as an heir would be a good choice.

The opening of this ball is logical from the perspective of the three well-informed consortiums. If there is such an heir in their family, they will hand over the family property to him, regardless of whether they are blind or paralyzed.

But other smaller families and self-made businesses were caught off guard by the news.And the most unbelievable thing is that Cang Qingyang who is far away in England.He was trembling with anger, and his face was so distorted that it could be called ferocious, but he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even call to question his parents. Give the entire Cang's consortium to himself.

And Cang Qiuyu, who had just graduated from high school, was wearing a very ladylike light moon dress. Her delicate smiling figure looked a bit like a doll in the tall and slender Cang Liu, with a bit of baby fat, a bright smile and exquisite facial features.

Cang Moliu was wearing a royal blue woolen dress, which made his male figure perfect and eye-catching. In addition to his handsome facial features, and slender and fit figure, even with his eyes closed all the time, the appearance of the well-dressed women present The gazes almost all stayed on him, of course, there were also a few more obscure male gazes.

Cang Mo turned his face to the direction of those more obscure gazes with a cold face, and those people immediately withdrew their gazes and covered their chests with some trepidation.Not only was he frightened by that cold aura, but he was also fascinated by that handsome facial features.

Omg, just one look and I was caught!Is that human being?

During the opening dance, Cang Moliu took the hand of the doll beside him and walked towards the light.The difference in height between the two is too big, and Cang Qiuyu's head only reaches his brother's chest, which looks a little funny, so when the two of them stood under the light, someone immediately covered them with handkerchiefs. Mouth as a cover.

Cang Qiuyu immediately pouted unhappily, lowered her head and snorted.

Cang Moliu's long legs matched the girl's footsteps, and his voice was rare and soft: "Are you angry?"

The girl raised her head and curled her lips: "Hmph, it's all because my brother is too tall! You see, they are all laughing at me, but I know they must be jealous of my dancing with my brother! Hmph."

Cang Moliu's closed eyelids moved slightly, but in the end they did not open. He lowered his neck slightly and showed a conniving smile to the girl.That smile was too gentle and rare, not only those who attended the ball, even Cang Qiuyu was a little dazzled.

"Brother will make you the happiest sister in the world." Cang Moliu gently squeezed the girl's hand, and led her around gracefully.

Cang Qiuyu blushed immediately: "What, what...suddenly said such, cough, such nasty things..."

After the opening dance, Cang Moliu walked out with the girl: "Are you thirsty, do you want my brother to bring you juice?"

"Brother, why do you talk to your sister like other people talk to girls." Cang Qiuyu said with a smile, "Let me get it for you." After saying that, she stood up and left.

Cang Moliu and the movement of walking freely with eyes closed and even more agile than ordinary people have long fallen into the eyes of everyone. While admiring and admiring, many people want to squeeze into the eyes of the heir of this consortium.

"Hello, can I invite you to dance." Standing in front of Cang Moliu was a woman in a short black dress with exquisite makeup, she looked very young, that is, she just turned [-].She stood in front of the cold pale face with reddish cheeks, and kept recalling in her mind the man's graceful movements and his gentle smile when he was dancing, "I am Min Jing from the Min family. Would you like a dance?"

The Min family, one of the four major consortiums, this Min Jing is the eldest daughter and has a younger brother, and the situation between the side branch and the main family is more complicated.The host's family is weak, so it might not be just a dance when they come here now, it's probably because they want to get married.

Cang Moliu suddenly tilted his ear slightly, as if he had heard something, and he coldly refused: "Sorry, I have something to leave, please do yourself, Miss Min Jing."

He stood up and closed his eyes, walked around the beautiful girl standing in front of him, and passed through groups of people.

Wen Hao suggested that the owner of the dance party was coming this way. He pulled his younger brother and asked in a low voice, "Do you know him?"

It wasn't that he was thinking too much, it was because of the purposeful sense of direction of this cold-breathing man that he bypassed dozens of people and walked straight to his brother.

Holding a glass of champagne in his hand, Wen Jianyi turned his head and looked. Although his face was abstinent, his long-winded nature in front of his family immediately appeared: "I taught him Braille, and now I am teaching him foreign language courses. He is my employer. , This person is very strange, he asked me to read the words to him when he was learning a foreign language, and after reading the words, he took the novel and asked me to continue reading to him. And he learned very quickly, he was not like a human being.”

Wen Haoyi immediately rolled his eyes: "I was raised by the family as an heir since I was a child, and you still need to teach foreign languages?"

Don't look at Wen Jianyi's face, but his heart immediately collapsed following his brother's words.Thinking about the various readings and many love poems he had read to this grumpy man... He suddenly felt that he had been tricked and played with.

Cang Moliu came over: "Wen Jianyi, why are you here?"

Wen Jianyi's heart was constantly being stirred up. At this moment, when he saw this person, although he still had the same face, the words he said were somewhat pertinent: "The heir of the Cang's consortium It would be strange if I didn't come to the dance."

After two or three months of being together for two hours a day, Cang Mianliu naturally heard his little emotions.Frowning slightly: "You are angry, why are you angry?"

As Wen Jianyi's elder brother, Wen Haoyi also heard that his younger brother was indeed angry, but even if a stranger in Cangmaliu was Jianyi's employer, it would be too good for his tutor's emotions, right?

"No, I'm not angry." My elder brother is still here, so I can't ask like a woman: What do you mean by asking me to read you love poems under various excuses even though you don't need a tutor.And even if his brother wasn't here, he wouldn't be able to ask such a question, after all, he was paid.

"I'm sorry, I'll lend him a few minutes." Cang Moliu nodded to Wen Haoyi slightly, then forcefully pulled Wen Haoyi away regardless of their wishes, and took him to the study.

"What's wrong with you." Cang Moliu closed the door with his backhand, pointed to the two-seater sofa inside which was replaced two months ago, "Sit."

When Wen Jianyi saw the sofa, he felt that this person was simply sick.How many love poems have I read to this person sitting on this sofa?Six languages, [-] songs are there.

Cang Moliu walked over to sit on the sofa, and patted the empty seat beside him: "Or do you prefer me to sit while you stand and talk?"

Fuck!Wen Jianyi cursed in his heart for the first time.He obviously has a restrained personality, but for some reason, when he thinks that this person has played foolishly with him for nearly three months, as long as he thinks about it, he feels like punching this person in the face.

He walked over and sat down. Although the brows were softly illuminated by the lights embedded in the wall, there was still a layer of darkness shrouded in darkness.

"You don't need to hire a foreign language tutor at all. Is it fun, keeping others in the dark and messing with it. It should be fun, after all, you have been playing for three months, and you seem to be planning to continue playing."

Cang Moliu leaned on the sofa, propped his forehead with one hand, opened his eyes and looked at him calmly, without any cold look or sarcasm.Just listened to him calmly, looked at him.Let him spit out his angry but still restrained words.

Wen Jianyi was looked at by him like this, even though he knew he couldn't see, the feeling of being invisible was still very bad: "Don't look at me! You can't see me, don't look at me like this."

Cang Moliu suddenly pulled him over, pressed him on the sofa and kissed him.Action is fast and precise.At first it was just lips touching lips, and then they squeezed and rubbed lightly.

Wen Jianyi immediately came back to his senses and pushed the person away forcefully.Cang Liu followed his strength and smashed into the other end of the sofa.

"Are you crazy! What are you doing?" Wen Jianyi was shocked, and his alienated expression could no longer be seen.He leaned on the armrest in a panic and moved his hands back.

Cang Moliu stretched his slender and powerful legs, and suddenly chuckled.There was obvious joy in his laughter, his opened eyes narrowed slightly, and the coldness on his face disappeared completely, leaving only a smile and a little joy.

Wen Jianyi was a little dizzy from his laughter, and wanted to turn around and go out immediately. As soon as he stood up, a hot, dry and strong hand grabbed his wrist, and with a slight tug, he was embraced by Cang Liu.

Cang Moliu hugged him, making his blind eyes more sincere: "Do I need to confess my love first?"

The golden lacquer carved wall lamp emits soft light, which becomes ambiguous under the deep voice of Cang Moliu.

Wen Jianyi struggled several times, but was hugged tightly by Cang Mianliu one by one, and pressed in his arms.His handsome face is very serious and serious at this time: "I have wanted to keep you from the first time I heard your voice. I am pursuing you, do you really think that the tulip planted in your chest Is it really a coincidence?"

Wen Jianyi immediately stopped struggling, his neck was stiff, and he turned his head to look at those eyes that could not see anything but were flowing with tranquility and tenderness.

"Do you think it's a coincidence that you will see me in all kinds of jobs you have received recently? Although I am indeed dealing with some things in the mall. But I still hope to meet you often." Cang Liu slowly approached him, "I am I'm pursuing you, I'm courting you..."

The last words all disappeared between the two lips.

Wen Jianyi thought of the people who frequently appeared in his life in recent months, whether it was a hotel or a temporary translation assistant, all those casual encounters...

Wen Jianyi finally tore the person off his mouth. He panted slightly and shook his head: "You are the heir of the Cang Consortium, and I will never be your underground lover."

Cang Moliu curled his lips together: "Honey, you will marry me."

"Don't scream so disgustingly."

Wen Jianyi looked at this man, he couldn't deny that his heart was already beating violently, that kind of throbbing emotion had never appeared in his life, it was so strong and irrefutable.Such a man with eccentric and violent temper, mean and ruthless words can move himself.Even he himself couldn't understand this kind of thing.

Just after the two established a closer relationship and the day after the dance ended, a piece of news came back from the UK.This news instantly occupied the headlines of the news and caused quite a stir.

The protagonist of this news is currently lying in a high-end private ward abroad, with snow-white bandages tightly wrapped around his eyes.

Cang Qingyang was unluckily affected during the British dark forces fight, the eyeballs of both eyes were scratched with a dagger, and the head was severely hit. Although the intracranial congestion is not serious, it may be accompanied by frequent headaches and dizziness in the future. .

Cang Minliu folded his legs gracefully, and the woman broadcasting the news on TV was talking about the involvement of the British Rush and Cang Qingyang, the second son of the Cang family.

He turned off the TV casually.No matter what kind of suffering and pain Cang Qingyang will suffer at this time, as well as the fear and anxiety of the dark, Cang Moliu just wants to take a good look at this younger brother, and how interesting his reaction will be after he is blind.

The maid brought the ironed newspaper as usual, and began to read the content to Cang Liu seriously as usual every day.

"Read the one about Qingyang first." He stirred the shrimp porridge, his voice was calm and caring for his younger brother.

The maid answered and began to read.

The article wrote a lot about Cang's consortium's two successive sons blind, whether there is something darker and ulterior about such a coincidence, or is there some force targeting the flourishing Cang family...

The whole article is written quite exciting and brilliant.

Cang Miaoliu listened casually while drinking porridge. With Cang Qingyang's heart, if he lost his eyes on the day Cang Miaoliu inherited the family business, he would definitely feel overwhelmed with pain.

In order to pass his boring time better, he directly took out his mobile phone and made a call to Cang Wenhua.

As a good brother who cares about his younger brother who is alone in a foreign country, Cang Moliu expresses his concern for his younger brother with full emotion. Of course, no matter how full the emotion is, he will not express his anger by yelling.He just adjusted his expression to be more icy, his brows were tightly furrowed, and he spoke harshly, without giving Cang Wenhua the slightest chance to refuse.

Cang Wenhua sighed that although his eldest son had a bit of a temper, he was still a good brother and an excellent heir.

His communication with Cang Wenhua was just a statement, even if this 'father' did not agree, he would firmly take him back to the country and take good care of him.

When Cang Qiuyu learned that such a thing happened to her second brother, the girl could hardly think.It can be said that this happened to the elder brother by coincidence, so what about the second brother?How can there be so many coincidences in the world!Besides, they all ended up blind.

Cang Wenhua and the old man couldn't think of things that she could think of as an immature girl.Cang Qiuyu flew directly to England.Now that the second brother is facing all this alone, he must be very disturbed.

The author has something to say:

Hey, Wen Jianyi is not wordy at all,

By the time I realized it and looked at the character design, I was already on the OOC road and never returned~

I will work harder in the next world...