Sick Beauty Gives Up Struggle [Rebirth]

Although Du Mingli is much older than Li Rong, he is still in his prime.

He is 34 years old this year, has no gray hair, no fat, strong and strong, and maintains a good figure.

Hearing Li Rong's unrestrained provocation, Du Mingli was not angry, he looked at Li Rong like a tolerant elder with rich social experience, looking at a child who is ignorant of the world and full of unrealistic fantasies.

Du Mingli withdrew his hand without any embarrassment, and said gently: "If you are poor, you will be alone, and if you are rich, you will benefit the world. Even if I am old, I still want to make some contributions to society."

When he said this, his eyes were open and frank, and he was not afraid of anyone's speculation at all.

Tang He's little assistant let out a sigh from behind, with envious eyes in his eyes, but he soon realized that his voice was the only one in the lounge, and he quickly covered his mouth in fright.

It's just that he has never seen anyone who really talks about this kind of ideal.

Li Rong looked at Du Mingli's eyes sharply for a few seconds, and he found that Du Mingli was telling the truth.

At present, the members of the Ninth District do have their own backgrounds. Even if they don't seem to have it on the surface, if they turn a few corners and check their relatives within five volts, they can also find the figure of Lan Shu or Hong Suo.

This was not intentional, but the strict admission requirements of the Ninth District screened out a group of families who could not afford the high training fees.

Du Mingli has been in the financial industry for a long time, and he probably discovered some unfair transactions, so he doesn't trust this kind of self-examination and self-correction in disguise, so he wants to be admitted to the Ninth District to see for himself.

If he had such an ambition, then Li Rong could say admiration.

Because of this kind of words, Li Qingli also said it.

Only Cen Xiao snorted lightly after hearing this, as if he didn't take Du Mingli's words to heart at all.

He didn't even look at Du Mingli seriously, as if he was being dragged here reluctantly, but in fact he didn't take Du Mingli seriously at all.

Du Mingli looked at Cen Wei, puzzled for a few seconds, then he smiled with a good temper: "It sounds like some idealism, so just think I'm talking nonsense."

He also doesn't want his ideas to be understood by these second generations.

Li Rong turned around and looked at Cen Xiao.

Du Mingli does have the ability to make people want to get close, at least those who have met him will not find him annoying.

Li Rong knew that he was deep in the city and handled things smoothly and steadily, but this did not conflict with his good ideals.

Even he himself couldn't help but relax his vigilance towards Du Mingli.

But Cen Xiao didn't have it at all.

It seems that Cen Wei is very contemptuous of Du Mingli, or the kind of all-round contempt from ability to personality.

Li Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and said with a lazy smile: "What you said, whoever enters the Ninth District does not want to contribute to society."

Du Mingli obviously had a prejudice against some dandies. After hearing Li Rong's words, he choked for a moment, but soon showed an expression of self-reflection: "You are right, although everyone is different in age, origin, and background experience, but At least the goal is the same."

Li Rong curled his lips pretending to be frivolous, as if he didn't want Du Mingli to belong to his kind.

"You said you wanted to buy our class?"

The topic was finally brought back, Du Mingli glanced at Cen Wei from the corner of his eye, obviously he rarely meets people who are disgusted with him as soon as they meet, as if there is no reason for this disgust.

Du Mingli nodded, and looked at Li Rong, who was quite talkative again: "Yes, I learned that this store is relatively late, and the boss's time has already been booked out by other candidates, so there is no other way, only those who watch too many classes are willing Not willing to give me a section."

Li Rong lowered his head, slowly wiped the thin sweat from his palms, and snorted softly: "That's really different, we don't even have time to catch our breath on weekends." After pretending to have a lot of scheduled classes, Li Rong Looking up, there was an undisguised desire for money in his eyes, "Then how much are you willing to pay?"

Du Mingli smiled, and he raised his hand to signal the sofa: "Let's stop talking standing up, let's sit down."

Li Rong was not polite either, he turned around and grabbed Cen Xiao's arm, pulled Cen Xiao, and took the initiative to sit in the middle of the sofa, as if silently declaring his dominant position.

And he took the seat where Du Mingli was sitting just now, and there were creases on the sofa that hadn't recovered in time.

Du Mingli stared for a moment, walked to the water dispenser calmly, took out two paper cups, and started to drink water.

He said: "The boss's one training session costs [-] yuan. How much do you want so that I can have a good idea. If it's too much, I can't afford it."

Li Rongzi opened his mouth loudly: "One hundred thousand, do you agree?"

It is easiest to see a person's true reaction under extreme conditions.

Du Mingli happened to press the off button, and the sound of drizzling water stopped abruptly. He paused for a few seconds, then sighed, and said frankly, "It's a bit too expensive, I can accept [-]."

After hearing what he said, Li Rong had a sad expression on his face: "There are many people who can spend [-] yuan to buy lessons, why should we exchange them for you?"

Du Mingli thought for a moment, then nodded: "Yes, but to be honest, although I have already worked and my income looks good, I really can't afford much money at the moment. I sponsored domestic Ten restaurants for people with disabilities, all of which have liquid funds in them, and have not yet started to make profits."

Li Rongruo thought: "Oh, so you really are... a good person through and through."

Du Mingli picked up two glasses of water and walked over to Li Rong: "It's not a good person. I also expect the restaurant to make a profit. Only a virtuous business cycle can really help those people. If we only rely on subsidies, this project won't last long."

After he finished speaking, he handed two glasses of water to Cen Xiao and Li Rong at the same time.

Li Rong was a little dazed when he heard this. When Li Qingli sponsored special schools, he also said that he didn't throw money into it all at once. He hired good teachers for those children to learn to make handicrafts, paper-cut stickers, small decorations, etc. They can all make a profit, and when they can make money and be self-sufficient, they don’t need any more funding.

Cen Wei didn't take Du Mingli's water, Du Mingli looked at Cen Wei subconsciously, his eyes were puzzled by this kind of contempt, he didn't notice, Li Rong's hand hadn't grasped the paper cup tightly, the moment he let go, the paper cup slipped, and the contents of the cup Hot water poured onto Li Rong's lap.

hiss.

Li Rong felt the heat and quickly stood up from the sofa.

Cen Wei immediately pushed Du Mingli away, took a tissue from the table, and wiped the hot water on Li Rong's pants.

He asked nervously, "Is it hot?"

Du Mingli was stunned for a moment, and quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't hold it steady, how is it, if I get burned, I'm willing to compensate."

Li Rong put his hand on the back of Cen Xiao's hand, patted it lightly twice, then took the tissue in his hand, and wiped it himself.

Actually nothing.

The weather was cold, and he was wearing thick clothes. When the water soaked through all the fabric and touched his skin, it was already not so hot.

Moreover, when the paper cup fell off, some drops of water hit his hand, and he found that the boiling water was not 50 degrees, it was more than [-] degrees at most, and it would not burn people at all.

Du Mingli mixed cold water into the hot water.

Li Rong didn't believe in such a coincidental friction, Du Mingli probably wanted to test his relationship with Cen Wei by doing this.

And Cen Xiao's reaction was indeed detected.

Li Rong wiped his pants slowly, but countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

If Du Mingli successfully enters the Ninth District, his and Cen Wei's identities will be exposed sooner or later, so shouldn't Du Mingli know about their relationship?

But looking at it now, Du Mingli just took them as candidates for the competition in the Ninth District to be wary, and he really didn't have any bad intentions.

Li Rong also heard about Du Mingli's establishment of a nationwide chain of disabled restaurants in his last life.

This gave Du Mingli a lot of good reputation.

He could see that Du Mingli really wanted to buy the course, and he also told the reason why he couldn't afford so much money, although the reason was somewhat moral kidnapping.

Cen Wei supported Li Rong's waist: "I'll take you to the bathroom, there's a dryer inside."

Li Rong felt the hand lightly attached to his waist, and raised his eyebrows lightly.

He found that Cen Wei didn't care about exposing the relationship between the two of them in front of Du Mingli.

Before Li Rong followed Cen Wei away, he said to Du Mingli in a lukewarm way: "We won't sell the class anymore."

Because Du Mingli offended Li Rong, he didn't want to pester him anymore, he just continued to apologize nicely: "I'm really sorry, it doesn't matter if you don't sell me the lesson, if you get hurt, please tell me."

After he finished speaking, he slowly suppressed his smile, squeezed his fingers hard, and held the fragile paper cup in his palm, looking at Li Rong's back with deep eyes.

The bathroom is empty at the moment.

There were few people who chose to come to train on cloudy and rainy days, not to mention it was still early, so Cen Wei liked to avoid crowds and was willing to come early in the morning.

Li Rong closed the door and shrugged: "It's not hot at all, he mixed it with cold water."

Except for the uncomfortable feeling of the wet pants sticking to the skin, Li Rong didn't suffer any harm, and it's not possible to hold a grudge against Du Ming because of it.

Cen Ling looked at him with special meaning, and asked, "Why are you suddenly interested in him?"

Li Rong met Tang He for the first time today, logically speaking Tang He's words would not attract Li Rong's attention, but Li Rong wanted to meet this person in person.

The verbal confrontation in the lounge was mostly probing, and it really paid too much attention to a person who came so suddenly that he didn't even know his name.

There was a fresh scent of lemon mint in the air in the bathroom, the air conditioner was humming, and the heat was permeating the air, and a layer of mist hung on one of the glass windows.

The air flowed slowly, transmitting the moderate voice to Li Rong's ears.

Li Rong said in his heart, naturally he wanted to meet the leader of the ghost eye team who had not stepped into the power vortex.

But he blinked innocently: "Of course I'm still a little interested in your competitor. If you know yourself and your enemy, you will win every battle."

Before Cen Wei could react, Li Rong asked quickly, "I'm curious, why do you look down on him, you obviously haven't seen him before."

With his arms extended, he tapped leisurely with his fingers, calmly waiting for Cen Xiao's answer.

When he and Du Mingli saw this side, they could only see that Du Mingli was a shrewd and good man, with the ambition to climb up, the determination to clear up the chaos, and his compassion and calmness.

If it wasn't for the matter of Han Jiang that was always on his mind, he would not reject contact with Du Mingli.

Cen Wei's contempt for Du Mingli seems a little inexplicable, and Cen Wei is not a person who will underestimate the enemy, unless he is sure that this Du Mingli is really sanctimonious and has limited ability.

Li Rong was looking forward to Cen Xiao's answer.

Cen Wei raised his hand and fiddled with Li Rong's already dry hair, seemingly casually said: "The most despised person in this world is not the out-and-out bad guy, but the one who pretends to be a good guy, and under the banner of justice, by letting the innocent The man who pays the price, suffers, and fulfills his idealism."

Li Rong tilted his head slightly, and brushed against the back of Cen Xun's hand with his face sideways. After the intimate gesture, he looked at Cen Xun sharply: "Do you think he is this kind of person?"

Cen Wei smiled lightly, and slowly withdrew his hand. Before leaving, he touched Li Rong's earlobe with his fingertips inadvertently: "Maybe it's just that I hate the way he looks at you, and I have prejudice against him for no reason."

Although Li Rong knew that he was making excuses, he accepted the reason for being jealous for the time being.

Li Rong looked around, and then pursed his lips and said: "Then you did not hide our relationship, especially your reaction to that cup of hot water. I thought you could tell from the paper cup that was not very steaming. , He didn't want to really burn me."

Cen Wei asked back: "What if?"

Li Rong: "What?"

Cen Ling's eyes were deep: "If there are important things in the house, even if you remember to close the door, you will still take a look before leaving."

Li Rongchi was stunned for a moment, then his heart softened.

Even though the glass of water didn't look hot, but thinking of the one in [-] possibility of scalding him, he couldn't help but check it out.