Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

City A - Annihilation and Fighting Exchange Hall

Accompanied by the whistling sound of chopping wind, a shining shadow of a knife flashed across the half-meter-high actual combat arena.

In the late-night training area of ​​the martial arts gym, there were already no ordinary members present, only the resident examiners who could compete with each other.

Cen Ning held the sword-like Tang Dao, and pointed the sharp edge at Liang Zhao who was unarmed.A set of smooth and flowing sword techniques, entangled fiercely with the object of study.

Liang Zhao could see the tattoo of the silver dragon Tengyun on the girl's body between the dodging and attacking movements, from the calf to the hidden part of the leg.

After several rounds of back and forth and refusal, Cen Ning gave up the conservative stalemate and stormed forward.The graceful figure kicked off the ground, turned around 360 degrees in the air, and fell from the top of the 1.9-meter-high person.

Liang Zhao quickly drew back to dodge, the handle of the knife hovered in the hand of the beautiful girl for a few weeks, and finally turned back steadily into the palm of his hand.

This game will be tied.

"It seems that some people have lived quite comfortably in the past few years, and even the little wolf cubs can't be lowered."

Wu Ze was wearing a pure black martial arts jacket, leaning lazily on the bar counter to mix drinks.He cut out a beautiful ice cup seemingly lightly, threw it into the wine glass and handed it over.

Liang Zhao calmly walked off the actual combat stage, only drank in silence, and did not talk to him quickly.

After all, it was a contest where the opponent was holding a bladed weapon, but he was empty-handed.Annihilating all members, one counts as one, no one can beat Cen Ning in this situation.

"Brother Liangzhao asked me. You talk, I'll take a shower." The young girl threw the Tang Dao casually, and disappeared around the corner of the martial arts hall with a towel in her hand.

buzz-

Wu Ze's cell phone on the corner of the bar suddenly vibrated slightly, but he just glanced at it and continued to mix drinks.

"Why didn't you answer?" Liang Zhao glanced at the three characters [Jian An Ning] on the caller ID.

"Dr. Jian is lonely these days, and always wants to trick me to go to the other side of the ocean to accompany him. How is it possible, take the family with him." Wu Ze answered calmly, leaning slightly when speaking, squinting to appreciate the strange colors in the glass.

Before the voice finished speaking, Liang Zhao's phone also lit up the incoming call notification tone, which was the same note.

Wu Ze sneered: "Why don't you answer?"

Liang Zhao looked sideways at his old friend and smiled.With a crisp ding, the two clinked glasses understandingly.

"He also wants to pull me. A while ago, I had an operation on a child here. Dr. Jian helped a lot, so it's not easy to refuse directly."

"Then you go."

"think about it."

Wu Ze sat on the high stool and said gently: "You are all alone, why are you reluctant? Oh..."

It seemed that he got something suddenly, Wu Ze changed his voice, and sighed with a chuckle: "I told you earlier, he is not an ordinary student."

"I know." Even without mentioning the name, Liang Zhao knew who was being mentioned.

Wu Ze took a sip of the cocktail, gently shook the gorgeous liquid in the glass, and said in a serious manner: "The most difficult thing to escape in a relationship is evenness. What's even more frightening is that people who are clearly equal are willing to bow their heads and surrender."

After finishing speaking, the young engineering doctor casually dug out a somewhat old-fashioned urban newsletter from under the counter.

Liang Zhao was surprised, what's the mess?

"Tsk, as a master's supervisor in economics, why not pay attention to the city's financial weathervane." Wu Ze turned to a certain page of the magazine, turned the spine of the book and pushed it over.

Liang Zhao accidentally read two paragraphs, which turned out to be a report on the DR Group's road to godhood.

Among them, of course, the eldest son of the Ling family, whose parents both died during the college entrance examination, took over the family business at the age of 17, and dominated the business world in six years.

Before finishing the magazine, Liang Zhao's cell phone beeped softly again, and the WeChat message happened to come from "Financial Weathervane" himself.

[Working overtime until this time, I should have to live in the company at night.Lianggong happened to be on the way home from the martial arts school, can you bring me a change of clothes?The code for the cabinet is the same as my door lock. ]

It was Ling's daily request time again. For Liang Gong, this was more punctual than an alarm clock.

[Where is your assistant? ]

[In the middle of the night, a lonely man and a widow, asking someone to help me get my underwear, isn't it appropriate? ]

Looking at the reply from the person opposite, Liang Zhao only felt that he had formed a subtle habit of being needed.After a long silence, he finally got up and went to open Ling Xuan's locker.

"Are you really sending it?" Wu Ze frowned.

"Things that can be solved along the way, I don't want to have no peace for the whole weekend."

"..." Looking at his friend's inconceivably indifferent back, Wu Ze couldn't help sighing softly: "It's not my fault, you'll just eat this."

When Liang Zhao walked into Dr's company, his journey was unimpeded.Even in the middle of the night, several floors of the office building are still brightly lit.

Not even one person was in the upward elevator.Liang Zhao noticed a young man with handsome and clear features standing beside him.

He had been talking on the phone since he entered the elevator, and the voice from the other end of the receiver was a bit noisy, repeating a few words over and over again.

"We must talk about it when we meet later... No matter what request he asks, try to agree to it. The only chance is this time..."

In the end, Liang Zhao and the young man actually boarded the same floor.At the same time, they stopped in front of a certain president's office, and the two inevitably looked at each other.

Ling Xuan, who stayed up late and worked overtime, was reclining on the sofa reading documents, when he heard the sound of the door opening, he responded casually.

"Come here, try my newly brewed tea. I was thinking about your dishes, just..." Halfway through the words, he stopped because of the movement of raising his head.

How could these two people come at the same time?

"..." The six eyes met each other in silence.

Amidst the awkward atmosphere, the assistant on duty on the floor rushed in.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ling, I only saw... I didn't notice that there were other people following in."

When the assistant girl explained, Liang Zhao casually glanced at the young man who came with him.

About 178 in height, his appearance is very recognizable, his skin is too fair without makeup, and it feels a little reflective under the bright incandescent lamp in the office room.

Only now did he feel that he looked familiar, but now he recognized that this person seemed to be a certain young student in the entertainment industry who was currently popular.

"I see, you go out first." Ling Xuan took the lead to break the deadlock, waved his assistant to exit and closed the door.

"Mr. Ling, I must not have come at the right time." Fresh meat from the show business circle who was standing upright at the side said calmly.

Ling Xuan only picked the corner of his eyes coldly, turned to the other side and said: "Liang Gong, you sit down first, I may have something to talk about."

"Private topic. If you are sure to talk about it, doesn't Boss Ling need other people to avoid it?" Xiao Xianrou stared at Liang Zhao's figure sitting alone in a corner, and when he spoke again, his voice was already tinged with arrogance.

"Xiao Chu." Ling Xuan interrupted this little fresh meat bluntly, and kept his voice natural with self-cultivation: "No, we can finish talking in five minutes."

The young man turned around, took out a large stack of lace newspapers from the drawer, and flung them on the marble desk in an aggressive manner.

Liang Zhao only glanced at it deliberately, and he was able to see many explicit descriptions above.

For example, how did this popular young student get top-level resources by stepping on the sexual fetish of the boss surnamed Ling.

"This is the last time I hold these things down."

Ling Xuan folded his arms and leaned aside, his tone was light but thoughtful, "It's up to you to choose which way to get out of the circle, don't try to challenge my bottom line."

"But you've been acquiescing to the hype..."

"That was before, and now I'm tired of it."

Xiao Chu was taken aback by this unemotional response, his beautiful lips parted, but no sound came out.

"I'm a businessman and you're an actor, I think you know what I mean."

Xiao Chu reacted for half a minute before he came back to his senses. He squeezed his fingers in embarrassment, and then seemed to make up his mind: "If you are not happy to maintain the current state and want to make a fake show for real, I will also..."

There was a sneer in the room. Although the ostensible target was Xiao Daxingxing, Liangzhao still seemed to be tricked.

"I'm afraid you won't be able to get up on my bed."

"Ling..."

"It's 5 minutes." Ling Xuan interrupted the other party again, "If you want to talk about other things, then I can only ask you Mr. Ye to do it for you.

Xiao Chu clenched his fists tighter and tighter, and after a while, he finally let go of his strength and raised a bleak smile. "No, I understand." He turned to Liang Zhao, cast a meaningful look, and then continued to speak.

"For you, I have lost my competitiveness."

Liang Zhao didn't make any sound during the whole conversation, he lowered his head and fiddled with the objects beside the sofa, not even knowing when Xiao Chu left.

Until Ling Xuan sat beside him, he asked teasingly, "Liang Gong, are you happy to hear the excitement?"

"It's okay." Liang Zhao brushed his sleeves indifferently, "Boss Ling is very interested."

"Heh." Ling Xuan's soft voice seemed to be a retort, and it was more like self-deprecating: "In this circle, I am clean enough."

Liang Zhao lowered his eyes and said nothing, put the change of shirt he brought on the sofa and got up, "The excitement is gone, I'm leaving."

"Hey." Before taking half a step, Liang Zhao was stopped by someone, "I haven't had dinner yet, can't I get something to eat?"

"Why didn't you mention it just now?"

Liang Zhao couldn't help frowning, at this time, the takeaway shops were already closed.It was only now that I remembered to eat, and it was a bit grueling in it.

"The company restaurant has a kitchen..."

Before Ling Xuan could finish his sentence, Liang Zhao asked indifferently, "I should have told you that I don't like cooking that much, do I?"

"But I'm not picky, I just want to try your hometown food, a simple West Lake vinegar fish will do."

"..."

"Well, it's really not good, fried rice with eggs is always okay." Ling is well versed in psychological foreshadowing.The difference from West Lake Vinegar Fish to Egg Fried Rice sounds more realistic and easier to accept.

Liang Zhao stared at this person coldly for a full minute, then compromised.

The night has faded.

Liang Zhao went to the restaurant for a while, and when he came back with a plate of fried rice, Mr. Ling's office was already silent.

After working for a day and a night, people who had already exhausted their physical strength fell asleep on the cold table, and a few snow-white A4s were scattered at their feet without realizing it.

Liang Zhao sighed deeply, fearing that he would catch a cold, he put down his plate and walked into the private lounge beside him, trying to find a coat for him to wear.

Open the closet, there are two neat compartments, shirts, cufflinks, ties, watches... everything is available.This guy, he doesn't need a change of clothes at all.

Liang Zhao took one casually and was about to go back the same way when he was suddenly attracted by the desk in the corner.

I thought that with Ling Xuan's personality, there would be some weird things in the private sphere.However, there was nothing there except a skateboard, and various materials, books and documents were piled up half a wall high.

Liang Zhao suddenly remembered the information he read from Wu Ze.

He has been sitting in this position since he was 17 years old, and he is excellent in his studies and work.The only remaining childish and presumptuous side is probably all in front of him.

The person who returned to the desk gently covered Ling Xuan with the coat in his hand.Turn off the light, and said softly to his face under the bright moon.

"Good night."