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After the group meeting ended, two-thirds of the participants entered the next meeting seamlessly, and Chu Xuan was one of them. Lunch and dinner were all light meals for the meeting, and the formal meeting did not end until eleven o'clock in the evening. After the formal meeting ended, the meeting of the small circle continued. All these elites had unlimited energy, and the meetings that lasted all day until midnight did not exhaust their energy. The meeting of the small circle was not considered formal, but it was more exhausting. Energy, discussions are accompanied by arguments, and when you go out, you are always a handsome gentleman, and you will be red-faced when you close the door.These big capitalists, who control one-third of the world's energy assets, will not care about demeanor when they are in a hurry.

As one of the few people of color in this circle, Chu Ting's skin color determines that he will always be the one who is conspicuous and eye-catching in this circle, but this tall and cold-spoken Asian From one day on, no one dared to underestimate him.

Before the rapid growth of demand in the Asia-Pacific region, this circle has always been oriented to European and American consumption countries. The circle is small and high-end. This kind of circle has a characteristic, which is both tight and exclusive. It is difficult for people in the industry to enter. If you want this It is even more difficult when the circle opens its doors to welcome you.

They didn't open the door to welcome Chu Ting in. He pried the door open step by step, and he also moved the chair inside the door. He opened the door and brought the chair, sat down, and used the The tableware started eating, and it wasn't that no one asked him to leave, but no one could ask him to leave until he became one of the speakers at the table.

From sitting in the morning to early in the morning, Chu Ting's generous shoulders were still straight. He didn't speak much, his language was concise, and he seldom argued with others, but his views were very unique.

Apart from the contacts at work, few of the bigwigs present have personal relationships with him. It is said that these bigwigs have gossiped about this handsome oriental man in private, and some even want to introduce their daughters to him.

After drinking the fifth cup of coffee today, Chu Xuan was finally able to get away from the tedious meeting, and declined everyone's invitation to have a drink. When Chu Xuan leaned against the back seat of the car, he finally showed a trace of fatigue.

Byron looked at his watch, and it was already 04:30 in the morning. Counting from the day before yesterday, the boss had not had a rest for two whole days. He was already considered a person with good energy, but compared with the boss, he thought he had no chance of winning.He went back to sleep for a few hours the night before, and now he is a bit overwhelmed, but the boss just looks a little tired.

Even though it was early in the morning, the lights in the city center were still as bright as day. Chu Xuan unbuttoned his suit jacket, loosened his tie, leaned on the back seat and rubbed his tense eyebrows, "Go home."

"Boss, take a break and I'll call you when you arrive."

Chu Xuan nodded, closed his eyes and leaned on the back of the chair to rest his mind, "By the way, did you make a phone call at home?"

Byron buckled his seatbelt, "Just made that phone call."

Chu Xuan nodded slightly, and did not speak any more. Byron whispered to the driver to increase the temperature in the car a little bit. The temperature in the early morning was much lower than that in the daytime. The boss never had blankets in the car, and it was rare for the boss to take a nap in the car. Just don't catch a cold.

A car with good performance is smooth and noiseless. The light outside the car window moves from far to near frame by frame, imprinted on the man's handsome eyebrows, and the next frame of light is followed by a flash. His subconscious mind only thinks that he is keeping his eyes closed God, in a trance, I don't know if it was a dream or recalled the first time he met that child...

It seemed to be an autumn night, meetings, negotiations, signings, dinners, and the ups and downs of the shopping malls. He was not very keen on it, but it was the final cooperation agreement with Huo's, and he couldn't justify it if he didn't come out. Even if he wanted to avoid the wine served by the person in charge, he couldn't avoid it. He was a little drunk when it was over. The host was very polite and arranged it properly. The pale-faced boy in the room seemed to be underage. Seeing his drunk appearance, he was completely terrified. He stared at him dumbfounded, his eyes were full of fear and bewilderment. When he saw him unbutton his tie and shirt collar, tears were frightened to the edge of his eyes. , but gritted his teeth and forced himself to hold back his tears.

He was afraid of him. He always remembered the boy's frightened appearance that night, and his overwhelmed reaction seemed to have no idea what kind of task he needed to complete when he came to this room that night. Huddled in the corner and trembling.

For a while he suspected that he had no strength to walk out of the room, but in the end, as he expected, he hugged the blanket he handed to him, curled up in the corner all night, and went to sleep on the sofa without strength, or maybe he felt that That corner is safer than anywhere else in the room.

When he lay down to rest after washing, he paid special attention to him. Seeing that he did not move further, the boy's eyes were full of gratitude, but there was only a little bit of gratitude and bewilderment, and the rest was all fear. I'm afraid I won't be able to pay my job if I walk out of this room tomorrow...

"Boss, boss—"

Chu Ting was not in a deep sleep, he woke up when Byron called him, he sat up straight and rubbed his brows, got up and got out of the car, he subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Mo Zhen's room, the room light was off, he glanced back His eyes stepped on the steps in front of the door, and the butler was already waiting on the steps.

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It’s a bit wicked to dig a hole and throw it there. After thinking about it, I decided to fill up the pit of Longjuan before continuing to write this article. Most people can’t do it with one heart and two minds, let alone my half-pot of water. , Therefore, this article will not be written for the time being, and I will write it after I finish writing Longjuan. Although I am about to be tossed half my life by Longjuan, but, Amen, please bless me~~~~

I would like to declare again that although not many comrades have read this article, I still think it is necessary to tell everyone, thank you!

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Dear old friends, long time no see

It's really been a long time, I'm speechless for a while

What to say?

I was in a daze the whole time, not knowing what to say or what to say, I felt as if I had become a rookie again, a brand new kind of vegetable, the kind grown in the field.

It’s been a long time since I wrote an article. This article is a hole that was opened many years ago, but it has been put on the shelf. Now I take it out, I hope to brush off the old dust and take it on safely.

The story has been shelved in my heart for many years, and now it is slowly coming, I hope it is not too late

I am back