Every world is crumbling [Quick Transmigration]

One feels that it is not him that is shrouded in that halo, but the cool metal.

Cold, cold to the bone, this is the first impression of many grassroots employees of Yuanshi on this vice president.

Seeing the person appearing, Cheng shareholder immediately stepped forward and whispered in his ear: "Vice President, during your business trip for half a month, something went wrong with the Beishi project case, it may be..."

At this moment, a car stopped behind, and Yuan Zhuo walked out of the car with a smile. Looking at such a big battle not far away, he greeted with a smile: "Vice President Yuan won't rest at home for half a month on a business trip. It's so early."

The moment the words fell, Yuan Yifan turned his head sideways, just in time to meet Yuan Zhuo's smiling gaze behind him.

Looking at Yuan Zhuo who was smiling, Yuan Yifan suddenly drew a warm arc on his face, "The land on Binghu Island has just been bid for, so we must be busy investing money, aren't we?"

The three simple words made the smile on Yuan Zhuo's face fade away, and he looked at the opposite side who had been transformed in just half a year, completely like Yuan Yifan who had changed into a different person, his eyes were unclear.

In front of the gate of the Yuan Clan in the early morning, the smell of gunpowder permeates the unknown. The two brothers who met on a narrow road completely tore away all the disguises, and a battle for the master of the Yuan Clan has completely begun.

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After parking the car, Chu Jingran unfastened his seat belt, got out of the car with the love brand pork rib soup that he had boiled on the passenger seat, and arrived at the floor where Yuan Zhuo's office belongs to without any hindrance.

The secretary dressed in business attire said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lin, the vice president is still in a meeting, why don't you come in and sit in the office?"

Chu Jingran smiled and nodded.

After pouring someone a glass of water, the secretary withdrew. Chu Jingran sat on the sofa and casually flipped through the financial magazine in front of him. When he turned to a certain page, his hands froze.

In a financial magazine, a familiar but strange face appeared in sight.

Yuan Yifan.

Since the incident half a year ago, Yuan Yifan has been busy. Even if he lives under the same roof, Chu Jingran rarely meets him. The few times it is only a short glance, the two of them seem to be strangers. Human-like, no more communication.

Chu Jingran didn't know that in just half a year, Yuan Yifan, who regarded drinking, fighting and clubbing as his daily life, had already appeared in a financial magazine by virtue of his own ability.

Putting aside the thoughts in his head, Chu Jingran turned his attention to the soup beside him, thinking of the happiness of meeting his lover when he drank the soup he made with his own hands, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

The door of the conference room was opened from the inside, and the strong smell of gunpowder also spread to the surroundings as the shareholders walked out. The staff passing around were sensitive to the unusual atmosphere, and all of them retreated wisely to the side, holding their breath and waiting for the person to leave. .

As soon as Yuan Zhuo left the conference room, a secretary immediately stepped forward and said softly, "Vice President, Mr. Lin has brought you soup."

Yuan Yifan, who was passing by, paused his footsteps almost reflexively, and his five fingers that were hanging down suddenly gathered into a fist, but the ugly expression on Yuan Zhuo's face loosened because of a short sentence, as if he felt something , he glanced at Yuan Yifan beside him, and then walked towards his office with his usual smile.

Yuan Yifan stood on the spot, looking at the back of the person who was not far away, the meaning in his eyes was unclear, and the absolute suppression in his heart at the meeting disappeared at this moment.

Lin Jiashuo!

As soon as he entered the office, Yuan Zhuo saw the person sitting on the sofa, Chu Jingran also raised his head when he heard the door being pushed open, his eyes were filled with joy when he saw the person coming.

Yuan Zhuo walked towards the sofa with a smile, and said, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

"No, I just came." Chu Jingran scooped out a bowl of soup from the thermos and handed it to the person, "Didn't you say you wanted soup yesterday? I cooked it specially today, try it."

Taking the bowl from the person, Yuan Zhuo said with a smile, "I've been meeting all morning, so I'm just hungry."

"Is the company busy? It's been such a long meeting."

Yuan Zhuo sipped the soup, and said casually: "Yifan has come to power, and many things in the company need to be re-planned and divided."

Chu Jingran paused for a moment, narrowed his eyes and said, "Is that so...?"

"Well, these days..."

Chu Jingran, who was absent-minded, didn't listen to Yuan Zhuo's other follow-up words, and the words Yuan Yifan said at the beginning resurfaced uncontrollably in his mind.

Lin Jiashuo, I really like you.

Saying goodbye to Yuan Zhuo, Chu Jingran took the thermos and left. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that there were two eyes watching his every move in the dark. Those eyes shot on him, making him feel like he was stripped naked. illusion.

Unconsciously, the pace of his feet was a little faster, and finally he walked into the elevator, the elevator door closed, and the staring eyes were gone. Chu Jingran in the elevator looked slightly relaxed, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

In the office not far away, a pair of dark eyes staring at the elevator finally slowly retracted.