I cried after fighting with the villain [Quick Transmigration]

Li Yu cleared his throat, lowered his head and straightened his clothes, opened the door and went in, saw someone inside, opened his eyes in surprise, "Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Yiming exhaled a puff of smoke, hummed lightly, and narrowed his eyes slightly as if thinking, "We saw it in the Taoist temple in Beishan."

Li Yu looked happy, "I didn't expect you to remember me."

"Of course." Sheng Yiming hooked the corners of his lips, and covered his eyelids again, making it impossible to see his emotions.

Li Yu stretched out a hand, "I didn't have time to introduce myself last time, my name is Ding Lian, and I'm currently working as a foreman in Red Moon. I heard that you are also one of the bosses of Red Moon."

"Red Moon?" Sheng Yiming was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly realized, "I remembered, that was the industry I invested in a few years ago."

He smiled to himself, "No wonder I thought the young man standing next to you looked familiar to me. It turned out to be the young master of the Tang family."

The corner of Li Yu's mouth twitched, so this person didn't recognize Tang Song at all that day.

This is a bit embarrassing, but fortunately Tang and Song didn't know.

Sheng Yiming glanced at the slender fingers that were still hovering in mid-air, and he held them up, curling up his fingers, wrapping them around the young man's fingers.

Li Yu curled up his fingers and shook hands with them, guessing that the verification time was almost up, and just about to let go, he felt his palms being rubbed.

"1551, why do I feel that the palm of my hand has been rubbed?"

"It's not a feeling, it's real."

Li Yu doesn't think he has the charm to make people fall in love at first sight, so he has to take a step back and make a humble judgment, either the other party is unintentional, or he is interested in him.

No matter what, the door to victory has been opened, and what he has to do is to move forward boldly.

An exciting reminder sounded in his mind, Li Yu temporarily put it aside, smiled and said to the person in front of him, "By the way, the old temple master is dining in our box, do you want to say hello?"

Sheng Yiming thought for a while, "Okay."

He raised his hand to signal the cigarette between his fingers, "Go there when you finish smoking."

The friendship between men and men can sometimes start very casually, such as a simple drinking party, or sharing a lighter to light cigarettes.

Li Yu pretended to skillfully shake one out of the cigarette case, "Mr. Sheng, can I borrow a fire?"

Sheng Yiming raised his chin slightly, "Bite the cigarette first."

Li Yu was startled, is this going to take the initiative to light a cigarette for himself? The development is too fast.

He hastily opened his lips, bit them with his teeth, put his hands into the trouser pockets on both sides in a panic, pinched his thighs secretly, and warned himself to be calm.

Sheng Yiming pinched the cigarette butt near his lips with his right hand, and leaned closer to let the burning cigarette stick to the young man's.

The pleasant smell of sandalwood on the man's body was suddenly full of aggression, and Li Yu was completely stunned, his mind went blank.

Sheng Yiming said, "Mr. Ding, take a puff."

"Oh, good." Li Yu, like a puppet, took a deep breath according to the other party's instructions.

The unsuspecting trachea and lungs were irritated and reacted with stress.

The sound of coughing echoed in the quiet stairwell, and the newly lit cigarette fell to the ground, rolled half a circle, and stopped between the two of them.

Sheng Yiming snuffed out his cigarette butt with his fingers and threw it into the trash can in the corner, his eyes fixed on the corner of the young man's.

Because of the severe coughing, the eye sockets of Qingyan were moist and red, and the eyelashes were stained with water.

It's like being bullied badly.

Sheng Yiming took out a white silk handkerchief from his suit pants and handed it over, "Are you okay?"

Li Yu took the handkerchief and covered his mouth, his throat was itchy, and he hadn't recovered completely.

Sheng Yiming squinted his eyes and asked with a smile, "Mr. Ding doesn't seem to be a smoker."

"After two days of quitting, my voice is not used to it all of a sudden." After finishing speaking, Li Yu glanced at the handkerchief he had used, no saliva or anything.

After all, it is not very polite to return it directly, and there is a good saying that money must be borrowed and returned, and love must be exchanged.

Li Yu squeezed the handkerchief, frowned and said, "It's dirty, I'll wash it and return it to you."

"Then trouble Mr. Ding." Sheng Yiming smiled, his black eyes were embedded in the sockets, and the light shone from under the half-closed eyelids.

Li Yu refolded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket, "No trouble."

He picked up the cigarette butts on the ground, threw them into the trash can, and looked back at Sheng Yiming, "Forget about smoking, if we delay, the Lord and the others should be in a hurry, let's go, Mr. Sheng."

Sheng Yiming, "OK."

At this time, Tang and Song were listening to the audience tell him about various great achievements. For those who were not superstitious before, it was a new world full of unknowns, and they were fascinated as soon as they heard it.

So until the temple master stopped talking, he was still immersed in the magical world and couldn't extricate himself.

The viewer covered his mouth and coughed twice. Seeing that Tang Song hadn't noticed anything unusual, he simply used the tablecloth to cover him, and stepped hard on the black leather shoes next to him.

Tang Song stood up on the spot in pain, and had a face-to-face meeting with the man who sat directly opposite him at some point.

Sheng Yiming stood up, "Mr. Tang, long time no see."

"Yes, it's been a long time." Tang Song smiled mischievously, beckoned the man to sit down, gave Fafa a small look, and said in a breathy voice, "Why didn't you say something in advance."

Li Yu is innocent, "I met him while smoking, and I don't have a mobile phone."

Tang Song was completely speechless. He called the waiter in again, added a few new dishes, and then took the initiative to talk about the past, "Mr. Sheng, the last time I saw the Taoist temple in a hurry, I didn't have time to say hello."

Li Yu, "..."

Sheng Yiming glanced at the young man on the right, and said to Tang Song with a smile, "Yes, there was something to do at the time, and I was in a hurry, so I didn't have time to catch up with Mr. Tang."

"However..." He changed the topic, and the sharp light in his eyes flickered slightly, "I'm afraid we will meet often in the future."

Li Yu was taken aback, and Tang and Song looked at each other, and the two saw doubts in each other's eyes.

Sheng Yiming said with a smile, "Mr. Ding reminded me that I invested in a store with Mr. Tang before. As the biggest investor, I feel that I have an obligation to visit the store from time to time."

Tang Song, "..."

Li Yu, "..."

A group boss, after a day's group work, has to work overtime and go to nightclubs to stay up all night, doesn't he need to sleep?

Moreover, Sheng Yiming didn't lack the dividends of Red Moon, otherwise he would have come to question him when he was losing money in the past two years.

Li Yu silently put a piece of gold on his face, could it be for him?

But Ding Lian had nothing to do with Sheng Yiming during his lifetime, let alone him as a counterfeit.

But the man's expression was taken for granted, as if what he said was exactly what he thought in his heart.

"1551, could it be that Mr. Sheng really just wants to have a part-time job?" Li Yu asked.

1551, "I can't see through, you have to judge for yourself."

Li Yu couldn't tell, so he could only turn his eyes back to the man and observe carefully.

At this time, Sheng Yiming had left Tang Song who was stunned, and turned to talk to the temple master on his left.

The viewer looked relaxed, but the hand that had landed on the table was still clenched into a fist, and it could be seen that it was a little tense.

"It's rare for the old temple master to go down the mountain. What's the important thing?" Sheng Yiming filled the temple master's teacup with a teapot in his hand.

The corner of the viewer's eyes twitched, and he said with a smile, "I solved some trouble for the two little friends."

Out of politeness, generally speaking, when people hear this, they will directly expose it, but Sheng Yiming is not an ordinary person.

He raised his eyebrows in doubt, with a little more interest on his face, "Dare to ask what kind of trouble Mr. Tang is in, do you mind letting me know?"

The big benefactors of Red Moon have spoken, how dare Tang and Song say they mind.

What's more, they met in the Taoist temple before, and Sheng Yiming also believed in this, and maybe he had encountered the same thing with them, so he got acquainted with the temple master.

Since both Tang and Song Dynasties expressed their willingness to share generously, the temple master had nothing to say, but his eyes were in a place where Li Yu could not see, and the twitching became more severe, and his words were also very cryptic, "Red Moon has a little trouble."

"Little trouble?"

The man asked lightly, but it was quite stressful. The viewer nodded, "Mr. Tang's office is not very clean."

"Oh?" Sheng Yiming put the full teacup lightly in front of the temple master, "This is a bit serious."

The priest picked up the cup and drank it clean in one gulp, "It's a hanged ghost, it's in the bathroom of Mr. Tang's office."

Sheng Yiming turned half a cup of tea in his hand, instead of asking the owner of the office, he looked sideways at Li Yu, "Mr. Ding was frightened?"

With a sullen face, Li Yu shook his head and said it was okay.

Sheng Yiming laughed, and teased, "Really, but I don't think Mr. Ding is a courageous person."

"That's why people can't just look at their appearance." Just as the waiter came in to serve the dishes, Li Yu passed the newly served dishes in front of the man, and replied with the same words, "I don't think Mr. Sheng is a person who knows how to go to Taoist temples."

Sheng Yiming picked up a chopstick dish and chewed it carefully in his mouth.

He seemed to want to whet people's appetite on purpose, swallowed his food, took another sip of tea, and wiped his mouth gracefully, then leaned back lazily on the back of the chair, curled the corners of his lips and said, "I and the audience The Lord is a friend who forgets the year."

The temple master echoed, "Yes, yes, it's a coincidence. A few years ago, Mr. Sheng's company organized a field trip, and the location happened to be on the top of Beishan Mountain. We met at that time."

Li Yu opened his eyes wide curiously, "Mr. Sheng spent the night in the Taoist temple?"

The temple master shook his head, "That's not true, I just had a fast meal."

Oh, it turned out that it was to generate income for the Taoist temple, and it is estimated that there was a lot of donations later, so the Taoist boy in the Taoist temple said that Sheng Yiming was a distinguished guest.

I really didn't see that this time the target looked cold and alienated, but actually had a red, bright and fiery heart.

But he always felt that the viewer's attitude was indescribably weird.

With Sheng Yiming joining at the dinner table, he did not appear restrained and restrained. Li Yu could feel that the man was trying his best to make himself appear easy-going.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

The waiter who heard the response pushed open the door with a bitter face, "Is Mr. Sheng there?"

Sheng Yiming put down his chopsticks and looked towards the door, "I am."

Before the waiter could speak, a few elders hiding behind her opened the door and walked in, "Mr. Sheng, please make it easy for us to find."

Sheng Yiming buttoned up his suit, "It's my fault, I forgot to ask someone to tell everyone."

"Where is there." Several people roughly scanned the small private room, immediately understood, and said with a smile, "I saw an old acquaintance, let's talk about the old feelings."

Now they just want to invite the Great Buddha back as soon as possible, so how dare they blame him.

One of them recognized Tang Song, let out a cry of surprise, and walked out from behind them with a smile, "Isn't this Xiao Tang?"

Tang Song is a businessman, unlike the rice worm of the original owner, he followed his father to social occasions for a long time, came and went, and became acquainted among the bosses.

But the number of participants in a banquet was at least dozens of people, how could they remember all of them, so when they were called, Tang Song panicked and looked to Fa Xiao for help.

Li Yu even asked three questions, shook his head blankly, and whispered bad ideas, "Don't care about your surname, just call him Uncle."

Tang Song thought it was feasible, got up and walked out, enthusiastically holding each other's hands, "Uncle, long time no see."

"That is, the last time your dad took you to Suicheng was two years ago." The boss is really like a good uncle, kind and kind, but there is a complicated light hidden in his eyes, which drifts to other people from time to time.

Everyone understood right away, and took the initiative to say, "Since we all know each other, why don't we eat together, but the private room here is a bit small, Lao Cao, why don't you let Xiao Tang bring his friends to our place."

This is a good way, use your identity to put pressure, so that after Sheng Yiming is tied back, people come to talk about the past again.

In fact, everyone knew well that Mr. Sheng was trying to reminisce about the old days, and he clearly didn't want to talk to them.

Sheng Yiming had a clear understanding of the mentality of these people, he buttoned up his suit jacket, and said softly, "The old man likes to be quiet, so it's better not to disturb."

Everyone's faces froze, and they all laughed dryly in agreement.

Li Yu looked at the faces that kept saying "yes" and "you are right", and quietly curled his lips.

In the business field, harmony makes money, at least superficial harmony is a must.When they turned their backs, who knew if they would put on another face.

A group of people left under the leadership of Sheng Yiming, and the atmosphere in the box suddenly relaxed a lot.

Instead of observing and getting close to the target, Li Yu asked the system to release a newly received confirmation notification.

【Hazardous Level: A++】

[Secret of the Red Moon: 1; Secret of the Protagonist: 1]