In the restaurant, the dinner did not end because of the departure of Yan Ci and Luo Yu.

The delicious food was served on the table, the service staff quietly withdrew from the private room, Huang Dong picked up a chicken wing that he loved to eat on weekdays, and skillfully spit out the chicken bones, seemingly not anxious about what happened recently.

Since Zhang Xiaojian posted on the Internet, the highest decline in the stock market has reached 15 percent, and 30 billion soft girl coins have evaporated in one day.

The reason why he didn't fight back at the first time was because his big customers gave him some feedback at the first time.

The feedback was bad, so bad that it made him feel like his business empire was coming to an end.

Of course, as the first batch of characters who fought bloody battles on the Chinese Internet, he could not sit still, so he made preparations with both hands.

Just don't know what the final result of this letter will be?

"Huang Dong, the Buddha jumping over the wall here is very good. Sun Fei said, then picked up the soup spoon and the empty bowl, filled a bowl and put it on the table, the table turned slightly, and the bowl of dry Buddha jumped over the wall and came to Huang Dong.

Huang Dong looked at Sun Fei and said politely: "I'm bothering you this time." ”

Sun Fei smiled: "You are serious." ”

"Actually, I was surprised when I knew that Luo Yu was the first to make a search engine for Zhang Xiaojian, he was also a famous person in the circle before. ”

Sun Fei was silent for a moment, took a sip of white water, didn't answer, just looked at the night outside the window, I don't know if he remembered Luo Yu, who was in high spirits when he was young and stood in front of the campus gate with his head held high to meet the light.

......

......

In this world, everyone has their own soft spots.

Luo Yu's softness is not necessarily Sun Fei, but some parts of the softness must have a piece that will always belong to his first love, and belong to the green years in his mouth.

The soft part of the poplar is Xu Lele, so even if Zhang Xiaojian tried his best to keep it and promised to take him to Gao Qingsong tomorrow to go out to the waves together, this B still drove back to Jiangcheng overnight in a Mercedes-Benz SUV.

And Zhang Xiaojian's softness is naturally Ye Mozhu.

When the curtain was closed, he also put his hand on the soft place of Ye Mozhu, feeling her softness, it was really soft...

......

The next morning's dawn pierced the foggy night.

When the sky began to brighten, Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu were sleeping like pigs.

At sunset, they were still sleeping, their sheets wrinkled, and there were messy clothes on the floor...

Until the afternoon, Zhang Xiaojian, who slept until he woke up naturally, and Zhang Xiaojian, who could indeed count his hands with cramps, woke up, and then looked at Mo Zhu, who still didn't seem to wake up, and kissed Mo Zhu, who was pouting and unwilling to wake up.

A greasy day begins again.

The two of them tidied up their rooms together, made a lunch that was breakfast for them, chatted together, drank tea together, turned on the TV together, watched boring soap operas, and snuggled up to each other until the sky darkened again.

For dinner, Ye Mozhu made Zhang Xiaojian's favorite minced meat and eggplant.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't have to show his hand, and made a handmade cake for Ye Mozhu himself.

I just don't know which program went wrong, cake... It's baked, and the texture is extremely hard...

Ye Mozhu ate several pieces, and he said, 'Eat it as a biscuit!'

So Zhang Xiaojian turned into a melt again...

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In the evening, an expedited courier was delivered to the property in Daqingshan.

The property asked Mr. Zhang if it was convenient to receive it, and then a small car came to the mansion, and a security guard respectfully handed over the courier to Zhang Xiaojian.

This is the letter that Huang Dong asked Yan Ci and Luo Yu to hand over to him last night.

Zhang Xiaojian didn't understand what Huang Dong wrote to him for, so he returned to the sofa with the envelope, and he found a pair of tweezers to open the envelope.

Ye Mozhu: "...... , not so sand sculptures. ”

Zhang Xiaojian: "Cutting off people's money is like killing parents, I want to kill a thousand degrees, it is difficult to guarantee what kind of means the other side will use, be careful, be careful..."

Ye Mozhu remembered the TVB old business war drama they watched on the sofa in the afternoon, and knew that Zhang Xiaojian was deliberately amusing her, so he said even more sand sculpture: "Could it be that it is poisonous?"

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "Don't be so pompous. ”

"Am I not here to cooperate with you. ”

"Well, you're the best at cooperating with me. ”

"Zhang Xiaojian, you drive again. ”

Zhang Xiaojian threw away the tweezers and said: "Life must have such a spirit of self-entertainment." ”

Ye Mozhu: "Then please don't want me to cooperate next time, please entertain yourself, I really want to see it." ”

It's really a chess opponent, and you will meet a good talent...

Zhang Xiaojian coughed: "Look at the letter, read the letter." ”

A piece of A4 paper was spread out, and Zhang Xiaojian and Ye Mozhu stretched their necks and looked at the letter from Huang Dong, a big man in Dì Dū.

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Twenty minutes later, the Zheng family brothers and sisters, who were still living in Zheng Weixun's villa, arrived.

originally thought that Zhang Xiaojian invited them to be guests to dinner, but as soon as they entered the room, they saw that the leftovers on the table had not been cleaned up... Salvation felt insincere.

The only thing that entertained them was Zhang Xiaojian's dessert baked in the afternoon, and he also said generously: "I baked it, give it face, and eat it as a biscuit." ”

Zheng Jiaxuan picked up a piece, licked it, twisted it, and commented truthfully: "Forgive me... I can't get my mouth shut. ”

Zheng Jiakai ate a piece, frowned and chewed it, and found that it seemed to be in the shape of a small cake, but it was actually a biscuit, which actually had the effect of refreshing his mind, and he couldn't help but stretch out his hand: "Give me water." ”

"It's not so unpalatable..."Ye Mozhu poured two glasses of water and put them on the table, and the Zheng family brothers and sisters toasted with arrogance, and there was not a drop left...

Then they all said in unison: "It's very unpalatable." ”

Zhang Xiaojian waved his hand: "It's not important." So he threw the letter he had read to Zheng Jiakai.

"Huang Dong's letter... It's really sincere to use letters to convey information instead of WeChat these days, but isn't the content too?"

Zheng Jiakai didn't answer, he read it carefully, and Zheng Jiaxuan craned his neck to look at it.

A minute later, he replied, "No." ”

Zhang Xiaojian showed a look of surprise and said, "The four major families are not nonsense?"

Zheng Jiakai said: "It's true..."

Zheng Jiaxuan said: "Please don't equate the four major families here with the four major families, in fact, most of the Putian hospitals of the Qiandu search engine are really composed of these four... Not to mention the family, but the company, these four companies are in control, and these four companies are all family businesses. ”

Zhang Xiaojian rubbed his eyebrows: "Then what does it mean that this Huang Dong will surrender first without a fight?"

Zheng Jiaxuan reiterated again: ".... The so-called four companies, not the four companies, do have strength and financial resources, but on the soil of China, the direction of the wind determines everything. ”

Zheng Jiakai agreed with his sister's statement: "He sensed that the wind was not in the right direction, so he was ready to surrender." ”

Zhang Xiaojian was silent for a moment, remembering the picture when Gao Qingsong first introduced him to the Zheng family brothers and sisters a long, long time ago.

At that time, Gao Qingsong didn't say it explicitly, but Zhang Xiaojian knew that Lao Gao wanted to introduce Zheng Jiakai and Zheng Jiaxuan to him, in order to help him solve the troubles that he might or may not appear in the future, but he must not be able to solve them.

In this world, having money seems to solve all problems.

But it must be admitted that when your opponent also has a certain magnitude, perhaps power is the ultimate weapon in life and death.

The wind blows.

The world could have changed.