Introduction: People are not born with what you can have, but what you choose to get, even if you have no hesitation, even if you are burned by fire.

"Unconsciously, it's been ten years. Zhao Yingran stood at the gate of Yanhai City Airport, looking at this familiar and unfamiliar city, looking up at the gray shadow in the sky, thinking that when she left ten years ago, there was also a black shadow in the sky - everything was black, cold, and cruel at that time, which she would never want to face.

Walked out of the airport, got on the bus, and drove along Nanhe Road to the city center, Zhao Yingran looked at the buildings on both sides of the road, there was some novelty, there were not so many buildings at that time, the road was not so smooth, and those low houses on both sides of the road had long disappeared, replaced by countless high-rise buildings.

Now that I think about it, time is a weapon, killing the past and intimidating the future.

Zhao Yingran sat on the airport bus, looking at the traffic outside the window, thinking that he didn't know if it could kill hatred.

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The bus stopped in the center of the city, Zhao Yingran got out of the car, squinted at the dazzling light in the sky, yes, this is Yanhai City, Zhao Yingran thought to herself.

Dragging the suitcase to the bronze street lamp that seemed to have been erected for two hundred years, Zhao Yingran smiled, thinking that you are still there.

Looking at the head of the bridge ahead, Lan Yingying's "Donghe Shuiwan Bridge" six big characters are engraved on the stone tablet, and there is a nomination at the bottom, Zhao Yiran didn't look carefully, so he walked straight over - the nomination said "Wen Shaohua".

A long river divides the city into two halves, and there are five long bridges connecting the small city in the city.

There are bridges in the city to connect them, but what about people's hearts? What do they rely on? Some people say that they rely on feelings, but what can be repaired when the thread of feelings is broken? When two people are together, there is more understanding and tolerance, and if there are no two of them, it will be difficult, very difficult.

Zhao Yingran stood on the bridge, full of thoughts, she thought, forget?

Walking on the street, looking at Yanhai City seriously, she was very happy to meet after a long absence.

In the past ten years in Italy, she has learned a lot of things, such as cooking, such as videography, such as playing the piano, all of which are things that she likes.

Forgetting certain things is only effective if you devote yourself to something that requires special attention and thought.

Forgetting certain things has become a daily lesson for her in the past ten years. She had no other way.

In a café next to the central square of Yanhai City, a woman wearing sunglasses sat in a private seat, her lazy hands on the table, and then her face on her hands, as if she was asleep.

The girl in sunglasses is named Lin Xiaoni, and she has been sitting here all morning. Ever since she received that call in the morning, she seemed to feel the pores of her whole body tightened, and ten years, not a year or two, she finally heard that voice again.

Yes, she is waiting for Zhao Yingran, the two of them used to be classmates and close friends.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoni jumped up, she answered the phone and asked, "Did you get off the plane?" Do you want me to pick you up?"

"No, I've already arrived at the square, just tell me where you are. ”

"That's it, this one who came across the circle

G coffee!" Lin Xiaoni's excited words were almost unclear.

Zhao Yingran stood in the center of the square, looked around, confirmed the direction, and saw the plaque on the door of the café that had been renovated, thinking that you are still there.

Yanhai City is cold to Zhao Yingran, cold memories and cold people - but it is not cold at all, there are still one or two people and one or two things that make you feel warm, but the cold is greater than the warmth. But her black hair was wrapped in green silk.

Time is still a killer, quietly and silently killing the immature.

Zhao Yingran walked to the door of the café, pushed open the door and entered, and saw Lin Xiaoni looking at the door excitedly on the chair at a glance.

Lin Xiaoni jumped up again and ran straight towards Zhao Yingran, and the speed was so fast that she couldn't stop until Zhao Yingran was in front of her.

Zhao Yingran touched her head and smiled, Lin Xiaoni also smiled, and then tears fell.

The coffee is placed in the patterned tray, the spoon is placed in the coffee, the head of the spoon is gently exposed at the mouth of the cup, the coffee is steaming, and a pot of green leaves next to it is swaying with the wind outside the window, like Lin Xiaoni who fell asleep during the recess when she went to school.

The two sat down, and before Zhao Yingran could speak, Lin Xiaoni asked, "You, are you finally willing to come back? Where have you been all these years? Why don't you call me? Do you know that I'm worried about you? I ......?"

Zhao Yingran smiled, and her smile was like a flower waving in the wind.

Lin Xiaoni suddenly stopped, pouting and sulking.

"What's the matter?" Zhao Yingran asked.

"Hmph, looking at you like this, you must be very good in foreign countries, and I have been worried about it for many years. Looking at Lin Xiaoni's pouting appearance, Zhao Yingran laughed, and then pretended to be serious and said, "Did you hook up with men in my absence?"

When Lin Xiaoni heard this, she was about to get angry, when she suddenly saw a few white hairs in Zhao Yingran's hair, she looked at Zhao Yingran's face carefully, confirmed something, and became sad again for a moment - no matter how clever Zhao Yingran's disguise was, and how good her makeup skills were, she couldn't cover the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes and the tiredness in her expression.

Over the years, it turns out that your life may not be as good as I imagined.

The two sat silently, the breeze gently brushing their faces with the warmth of the sun, brushing their faces, and brushing the green leaves outside the window.

There aren't many people in the café, and the café is generally quiet, and they are quieter.

Like two lonely lamps, Lin Xiaoni thought with her hand on the handle of the coffee cup.

Suddenly, Lin Xiaoni stood up again, grabbed Zhao Yingran's hand, and walked to the hot pot restaurant on Sili Street, she hadn't eaten after sitting on the plane for so long, right?

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On the dining table, there is a plate of dishes, including wide noodles, mutton, beef bones, shiitake mushrooms, cauliflower, and green bamboo shoots.

The butter red soup kept tumbling in the pot, and the two of them were laughing and chatting, if Wenyu was here, he could find that none of what the two of them said was about the past.

"Cheers to our better tomorrow!" Zhao Yingran raised the wine and said with a smile, Lin Xiaoni also shouted: "After a long absence, if you don't get drunk, you won't return!"

They were sitting in the elegant seats in the hall, and the people who were eating in the hot pot restaurant looked at them.

After the two finished the glass, they noticed the discussion of the people around them, and they couldn't help but smile at each other.

After three rounds of drinking, the faces of the two were slightly ruddy, like two red apples under the misty steam of the hot pot.

Lin Xiaoni took advantage of the strength of the wine and mustered up the courage to ask, "What about him?"

Zhao Yingran was stunned when she heard this, and suddenly felt a little cold, she said casually: "There is no contact." ”

Lin Xiaoni said: "Does he know when you come back?"

Zhao Yingran shook her head and sneered slightly: "Why do you want him to know?"

Lin Xiaoni was silent, and Zhao Yingran disapplievously put vegetables into the pot.

Are you really forgetting him? Lin Xiaoni was a little sad, although those things had nothing to do with her, she still didn't understand, how could she forget that boy......?

"Do you eat hairy belly?" Zhao Yiran suddenly asked.

Lin Xiaoni nodded with a wry smile and said, "But it's disrespectful!"

If you don't say it, why should I ask it again?

While eating, Zhao Yingran's phone rang, and Zhao Yingran glanced at Lin Xiaoni and said, "It's Wenyu." ”

Lin Xiaoni squinted, nodded again, and then didn't know how to answer, and then thought carefully about how the boy would answer when he encountered this situation, and finally thought of it.

She said, "What does it matter to us when we eat?"

Zhao Yingran didn't care about Lin Xiaoni's tone and said, "I told her." ”

Lin Xiaoni was a little silent when she heard this. said that, it was about Zhao Yingran's return, she was a little sad, thinking that it was not enough to have me?

Zhao Yingran answered the phone and told the other party the address, then hung up the phone, and said to Lin Xiaoni: "Actually, she is a good person." ”

Lin Xiaoni pursed her lips and did not answer her words, thinking that Wenyu's people were good, and those men were no happier.

After a while, Wenyu came.

Three women in one play, the relationship between women men don't understand, Zhao Yingran was also a little confused at this time, thinking Xiaoni, don't you like her?

Wen Yu and Lin Xiaoni sat together, their mouths seemed to be open, chatting wildly, how could they have the appearance of life and death, the two were like twins at this time.

The three women are equally divided in terms of appearance, each with their own differences, Zhao Yingran is like the rain in early autumn, like the kind of amorous and sad woman standing in the forest path looking at the person she loves the most in this life far away; Lin Xiaoni is like a cicada in early summer, chirping and cute; Wenyu is like her name, gentle and elegant, like a plum blossom falling under the endless white snow in winter, which makes people feel pity when they see it.

It stands to reason that heroes cherish each other, and so do beauties, why doesn't Lin Xiaoni like Wenyu?

Because looks are one thing, careers are another.

Wenyu is a junior, following a married man who is more than twenty years older than him. Her profession is junior.

That is, the professional junior.

Zhao Yingran thinks simply, whether life is forced or fate, she is always her good friend in the past, and now that she is on this road, she shouldn't mind her.

What's more, when I left this city, I didn't have a good reputation, but who can understand?

Thinking of this, Zhao Yingran was a little sad, looking at the fog on the window glass and his silhouette under the light, that figure involuntarily appeared in his mind, but it has been ten years, I don't know if he is still okay, I don't know what traces Shaohua has left on his face.

The leaves are pale, the white dew is frost, the so-called Yi people, on the water side.

So, where are you?

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Yanhai City was not an urban area ten years ago, but a county-level district, and in the ten years since Zhao Yingran left, Yanhai City has undergone earth-shaking changes, among which the three most prominent major events are the withdrawal of Yanhai City from the county and the establishment of a city, the bankruptcy of Haichang Group Company, and the rise of Junlin Group.

The best way to stimulate economic development is to concentrate forces and integrate resources, which also determines how high the future achievements of Junlin Group will be. At the same time, the proud Haichang Group Company, which was once a smoky city, has long been submerged in history, even if this history is only a few years.

What is not known is that the president of the most powerful group company in Yanhai City is the only son of the once glorious president of Haichang.

He rose from defeat and rose from the woman's hands.

He is ruthless, I don't know how many people have gone bankrupt because of his company——— business is life and death.

His name is Wen Shaohua.

His education only stayed at Yanhai City No. 1 Middle School.

Time flies, Shaohua is no longer there, and the Prince Charming in the hearts of many girls in the first middle school has really become Prince Charming, but few classmates know about it.

He had already cut ties with those people.

"The difference between contact and non-connection lies in you and me, so why bother thinking about those things?" Wen Shaohua stood next to the huge floor-to-ceiling window of the office on the top floor of the main building of the King's Landing Group Company, looking out the window and at the foot of the city. Yes, this building is the tallest building in Yanhai City, and the place where Wen Shaohua stands is the tallest in the city.

Behind him was a man on his knees.

When this man heard this, he touched his forehead to the ground again, and his tone was very humble, like a minister who had met the Son of Heaven in ancient times, and this minister was also facing the fate of the Nine Clans.

"Can you let me go, we are classmates, although we have no contact, but I didn't express any opinion on that matter at that time. The man knelt on the ground, his expression becoming more and more humble.

Wen Shaohua didn't speak, looking at the clear blue sky and those white clouds, thinking that the weather today is indeed good, suitable for acquiring the company.

Seeing that Wen Shaohua didn't speak, the man kowtowed to the other party twice, and then said, "I did a lot of wrong things at that time, but, is it enough?"

"Is it enough?" Wen Shaohua suddenly turned around, staring at him with eyes as bright as a sharp sword: "Yuan Tian, don't say that I won't give you a chance, I'll subtract 300,000 from the loan of 4.3 million yuan, and pay off the remaining 4 million within a week, this is already the biggest concession, don't say that as an old classmate, I didn't give you a chance!"

The man named Yuan Tilt suddenly raised his head, his eyes full of anger, like a burning sun.

"Wen Shaohua, why don't you stop at being so ruthless? My company supports my whole family, why don't you leave me with a way out?"

"As I said, this is the biggest concession. Wen Shaohua said expressionlessly.

"Hehe!" Yuan Tian slowly stood up, because of kneeling for a long time, his legs were numb, his body was shaking, he pointed at Wen Shaohua and scolded angrily: "You are a grandson, don't think I don't know what you think, isn't it because of Zhao Yingran's matter? That's right, I just went to her, what's wrong with you? I still want to laugh, you are so affectionate, but in the end you end up ruined, you really deserve it!"

Wen Shaohua frowned, anyone who was familiar with him knew that he was angry, but in the end he still didn't speak, he turned around and left the company, without looking at Yuan Tian again, leaving Yuan Tian distracted in the office.

"Acquire the Yuan family at all costs!" Wen Shaohua's somewhat cold voice echoed in the corridor......

Yuan came to his senses violently, looked at the office, and the white clouds outside the window, and thought to himself, what is freedom? He looked out the window at the sunny and white clouds, stretched out his hand, and wanted to touch it......

In the evening, Junlin Group had completed all the procedures for acquiring Yuan's, and the price was only 50% of Yuan Tilt promised by Wen Shaohua, and he still gave Yuan Tilt some opportunities.

Wen Shaohua sat in the car, looking at the white flags and the mourning hall opened downstairs, his face was a little ugly, but after thinking of something, he gradually calmed down again. He beckoned the driver to drive, and the warm orange light in the dusk reflected in the car, and he didn't look at the woman who had been standing outside the car, he didn't want to look, because the gaze was too cold.

He jumped from my office, what does it matter to me?