Is Mr. Ling doing well today?

For no reason, Liang Zhao invited the brother next door to have a meal, and it was the hot pot named by the other party.

After the meal, the two went home together.

As soon as I got off the elevator, I met a young and beautiful girl at the top of the stairs.The visitor was well-dressed, exquisitely made-up, and carrying a lot of personal items. He was standing right in front of the door of 1202, and the empty corridor was stained with a bit of high-end perfume.

Even though the dress style was completely different from what he remembered, Liang Zhao still recognized that this was the girl who had spilled wine on her clothes in her past life.

The two looked at each other inadvertently, the young girl nodded politely with a smile, then she turned her eyes on Ling Xuan and said angrily, "I just came back, do you know how long I have been waiting for you?"

Liangzhao's eyes only stayed on the visitor for a moment, he opened the combination lock of 1201, and looked back at the neighbor who was following behind, "Then you are busy, I will go in first."

"Okay, thank you for your hospitality." Ling Xuan put his hands in his pockets and nodded with a bright smile.

With a soft click, the door closed.

The young man who stayed outside put away the cuteness on his face, turned around and walked into his own house, sat down on the sofa, and put his two well-proportioned long legs on the coffee table casually, looking like a yuppie.

"How did you find it here?"

"The boss has changed his address. If Director Qiao can't contact you, let me arrest you. What are you busy with recently, and the company's affairs are not on your mind."

When the beautiful girl spoke, her eyes pointed towards the door, "It's so close, I was recognized by others just now."

Ling Xuan took some time off, tapped his fingers twice, and reminded in a deep voice: "You are a special assistant, not a nanny, so don't even think about prying into the boss's private life. Besides, isn't your boss Qiao the company's affairs?"

"Mr. Qiao has the authority of Mr. Qiao, and he can't make decisions on many important matters. After all, the company is still surnamed Ling so far."

The young assistant put the bag on the table and slowly tidied it up, and handed out a golden envelope casually. "By the way, this is for you."

The envelope contained a letter of thanks from the Pediatric Illness Red Cross.Ling Xuan didn't look at it carefully, just tapped the card on his palm, and a slender figure who checked the data carefully appeared in his mind.

"Heh, you said that one person develops new drugs and one person donates money to fund them. Is this a model combination?"

The special assistant was hanging up the high-end suit in the bag, and didn't have time to understand the boss's nervousness.Until she ironed the clothes, the people beside her were still thinking about it with smiles.

The assistant sighed, put the suit on the boss, and said loudly, "No class tomorrow morning, right? There is a very important event at the business investment dinner today. Mr. Qiao said you must attend, and the driver is already waiting downstairs."

"I know." Ling Xuan rubbed his eyebrows helplessly, he was blocked at home, why not go?

The assistant was full of smiles, but urged without hesitation: "Boss Ling, please move."

When night fell, the driver parked the car in front of the banquet hall.

The event venue was grandly and elegantly arranged by the home team. Ling Xuan stepped on the red carpet all the way, and was led by the welcome staff to sign his name inside.

In the environment of all the staff in suits and leather shoes, the always lively young people seemed to have completely changed their appearance. They chatted generously and calmly with the familiar business executives, and greeted each other with champagne and red wine.

The crystal chandelier in the center of the ceiling of the banquet hall reflects the smooth and clean marble gracefully, and also makes the tall and straight figure even more eye-catching.

"So young, which business upstart is he?"

Everyone who attended the banquet knew that there would be no petty households on such an occasion.A boss who was not familiar with Ling Xuan saw it from a distance, and chatted with his friend with great interest.

"That guy is not a newcomer." The friend who came with him lowered his voice and discussed with his friends: "He is a top member of DR Group, Qiao Jian's immediate boss."

In the commercial district of city A, there is no one who does not know the Dr consortium that started out as a venture capitalist.

Especially when their former chairman passed away unexpectedly, they were eyed by countless competitors with the intention of annexing them.

Later, DR was taken over by the small boss, escorted by business genius Qiao Jianan, not only did not collapse, but became the city's financial vane.

More and more people are turning their attention to it.Just as Ling Xuan said goodbye to an old friend, several bosses who had no business contract with him waited for the opportunity to greet him.

The young president, who was full of dignity, narrowed his eyes slightly, nodded politely and distantly, and passed by, without giving him a chance to talk.

The sneaky person wanted to leave the scene, but was bumped into by the financial director of his own company as soon as he walked to the dining table where the snacks were placed.

Qiao Qi'an put on a serious look on his face, but his mouth was sarcasm: "Why, Mr. Ling thinks I can't find you if you move house secretly?"

Ling Xuan lowered his voice and retorted: "Can adults still have some free space?"

"Others may be able to, but not you."

When Director Qiao was speaking, an acquaintance passed by him.Ling Xuan raised his wine glass and smiled at him, but turned his head and twitched the corners of his lips, and continued to complain: "An Neng broke his brows and bowed his waist to inherit the family property, which made me unhappy."

Qiao Qi'an sneered: "I don't want to inherit it, but you have inherited it for so many years."

Having said that, he couldn't help but look at the young man beside him who was much taller than him.

Back then, the old chairman passed away unexpectedly, and the company was besieged on all sides. At that time, Ling Xuan was only 17 years old, and had to take over the huge mess just after finishing the college entrance examination.

Few people know that in those few years he had an extremely hard life, how many times he experienced the despair of fatigue and crying without tears, and only now can he strategize and talk happily.

"Hey, an old man who is almost in his forties, what are you doing looking at me like that?" Ling Xuan was stared at with a chill.

"..."

Qiao Qian'an was abruptly interrupted by this person, and said irritably, "Think about something serious in your head. Don't leave after a while, come back to the company with me, I have a new plan for you to see. During the National Day, I will be on a business trip with foreign businessmen. Talk about cooperation, you come with me."

"How long will it take?" The news came suddenly, Ling Xuan took out his phone and looked at the date, "I'm going on a blind date on Friday."

Qiao Qian'an didn't listen carefully, thinking that it was another club activity or something, and replied according to the habit: "Where is it, what time is it, I will arrange someone to replace you..."

He suddenly realized halfway through his words, raised his eyebrows in surprise and asked, "Say it again, what are you going to do?"

National Day Golden Week passed in a hurry.

Because of the intensified experiments in the research institute, Liang Zhao had little time to spare, and finally the data stabilized, and he got a leisurely weekend at the end of the week.

After get off work on Friday, Liang Zhao walked into the fighting club as usual.

There were very few students to be tested on this day, and the previous assessment was completed in less than half an hour, leaving only one mysterious figure who had not shown up for a long time.

It was only this number that made the examiner wait from seven o'clock in the evening until nearly nine o'clock.

"Did you call to confirm?" Liang Zhao didn't wait for anyone after taking a nap in the rest room, so he put on his clothes and asked at the front desk ten minutes before the off-duty time.

"The reserved contact information can't get through, and the blind tone on the phone seems to be in a foreign service area..." The receptionist at the front desk made another tentative call, but the result was the same.

Liang Zhao frowned in displeasure, "Whose student is it?"

"We don't have his course records in our system yet, so he should be a new student." After finishing speaking, the receptionist added in a super low voice: "It may also be that he wants to kick the hall. He called for the Friday examiner..."

No sense of integrity.

Liang Zhao put on his coat and was about to leave. He opened the door and said: "In the future, those who are absent from the assessment and don't ask for leave will be blacklisted directly."

"In the future?" The girl at the front desk hurriedly asked in the direction where the examiner left: "Then what about this person today..."

"Next time." With a rustling sound, the door of the martial arts hall opened and closed once.

"Okay." The receptionist nodded in response.Her mouse stayed on [Ling Xuan]'s name for two seconds, then moved away without doing anything.

After Liang Zhao left the martial arts hall, he sat down for a while, and when he returned to the apartment, it was late at night, and the corridor on the 12th floor was silent.

Many times in the past, he had returned quietly like this alone, but it seemed that he had been with someone a while ago.

The noisy kid who lived across the door hadn't shown up for a whole week, and he was vaguely unaccustomed to it.

Because of Liang Zhao's footsteps, several voice-activated lights installed in the corridor lit up one after another, and the warm light illuminated a row of coin-sized Lithops by the wall.

The soil in the miniature flower pots was a bit dry, Liang Zhao casually picked up the kettle on the side and poured some water on them.As the water drops fell, the elevator that had stopped on the 12th floor began to descend.

Liang Zhao didn't pay attention to the sound of strings around him, and patiently watered one box after another.Those small, light or dark Lithops drink water quietly and greedily.

While the liquid slowly seeps into the flower box, it seems that some invisible vitality sprouts from the soil.

Ding--

The elevator went up again and stopped at the 12th floor.

Ling Xuan walked out of the small open space, still in a casual fashion, with a plain black peaked cap casually buttoned on his short black hair, his face rarely looked a little tired.

Looking up to see Liangzhao watering the flowers, he paused for a moment, and only after a while did he elicit a gentle smile, and said hello angrily, "Lianggong, haven't you rested yet?"

Liang Zhao nodded: "En."

Ling Xuan stretched his arms, stretched his muscles and bones, and said with a long sigh: "Your spirit is really good. I have suffered jet lag four times in a row in the past few days, and I was almost exhausted just after getting off the plane."

"Did you go out to play on National Day?" Liang Zhao casually asked while putting down the shower.

Ling Xuanlue narrowed his eyes helplessly: "Uh...well."

"Then why are you in such a hurry?"

The young man took two steps forward, and said with a soft smile, "Because I have a telepathic connection with these Lithops."

He looked down at the boxes of miniature plants, as if he could really communicate with these living beings.

"I just heard them say...someone is thinking of me."