After five minutes of staring, the man in black sighed, Xiao Suo turned to leave, the back contained endless sadness and melancholy, a kind of relief and then relaxation, as if the curvature of the corners of his mouth still carried a trace of excitement and pleasure.

What is the relationship between this extremely weird man and Tong Jia?

The man left the cemetery quickly, Ning Bing'er followed closely, and the appearance of this man was a new clue, a new discovery for finding Sister Xiaomei's whereabouts as soon as possible.

Time is getting tighter and tighter, and the deadline for Sister Xiaomei to jump off the building is getting closer and closer, and she is desperate to rescue this woman who protects herself.

Although his father's company is also embarrassed, at least money seems to be more important and worth paying than human life, and the company is still staring at Ning Xiangtian.

The man in black got into a black SUV, quickly closed the door, and walked away, leaving only the woman standing behind the tree and thinking for a long time.

Write down the license plate number, meditate for a while, Bing'er took off the overalls on her body, twisted it into a ball, held it in her hand, and returned to the cemetery again, looking at the two people talking next to the tombstone, Kang Yi's expression was blank, with a trace of sadness, and Feng Jie seemed to be more melancholy and more painful.

This pair of good brothers, for the sake of a woman, can they let go?

Standing in the distance and watching for a few seconds, Ning Bing'er turned around and left, after all, this is not his home field, nor is it the place where he should come, come quietly, go quietly, he should be like this.

Kang Yi, who looked up at the sky, inadvertently caught a glimpse of the shaking of the grass, saw the high ponytail, and his heart tightened with pain, there was an impulse, a grievance, a grievance, and he wanted to pull her and complain, but he endured the reluctance and loss in his heart, and continued to pretend not to see it and chat with Feng Jie.

Sometimes, if you want to see each other, you can't see each other, and when you meet you as a stranger, this is the world of adults, living under disguise, wearing in a cover, unwilling to get out, not wanting to get out.

Ning Bing'er, who turned around and left, was not in a hurry to go home, she wanted to go to the company first to see what Ning Xiangtian was busy with?

What has become of the company?

Or is there something new?

Blind confidence and blind trust in a person is irresponsible to the company.

Ning Bing'er hurried to the company, and the front desk lady at the door raised her eyelashes to see who came in.

When the front desk lady saw that it was Ning Bing'er who came in, she was startled at first, stood up in a daze, quickly reacted to something, snorted coldly, and continued to sit down to get her nails trimmed, not wanting to fight Bing'er when she greeted her.

Ning Bing'er didn't bother to bother with her, and continued to go in to see the company's situation.

The company is deadly silent, the employees are passive and slacking off, and the employees of the sales department are in groups to blow the New Year, chatting, looking leisurely, and there is no look of going to work at all.

There are several female employees standing in the rest room, comparing, talking about the new bags, shoes, and clothes of this season, and each relaxed face does not show a little serious work.

Is it the other way around?

What about the manager?

Dead?

The employees who were chatting vigorously saw Ning Bing'er's intrusion, and they didn't take it seriously at all, after all, she had no name and no power in the company, and her arrival was nothing more than a joke. So they are still swaggering and talking, playing with their nails, too lazy to greet, too lazy to perfunctory, too lazy to flatter.

The desolation of the world made Bing'er feel embarrassed for a while, the emaciated camel was bigger than the horse, didn't they understand?

Didn't they get paid to Baikang Pharmaceutical?

......

Watching the groups of moths attached to the host's body and sucking the host's blood, all the anger and anger in his heart gathered in his eyes, Ning Bing'er glanced around the crowd and saw that they continued to talk coldly.

With a sigh, he pushed the door directly and walked into Ning Xiangtian's office.

The scene in front of her shocked Ning Bing'er again, the man sitting in the position of general manager was no longer Ning Xiangtian, but Ning Guowei, a wolf in sheep's clothing, a man who harbored evil intentions and disguised his beloved.

After two seconds of exclamation, Ning Bing'er immediately regained her composure and glanced at the third uncle who was high up and closed her eyes, and shouted extremely coldly: "Third uncle, is it comfortable to sit in this position?

After speaking, the door was gently closed by Bing'er, and he looked at the third uncle's fat face lightly and squeezed out a smug smile.

"Oh, Bing'er is here, are you here to congratulate the third uncle on taking office today? "Ning Guowei is even more cold and arrogant than Bing'er, this is the posture of the superior who is the king of the strong, which makes people look quite uncomfortable.

"Why didn't you say it earlier, Bing'er prepared a big red envelope for the third uncle, and by the way, I will set a bag, congratulations." Ning Bing'er took off her backpack, her expression was calm, and she sat on the stool in front of the computer desk without joy or sorrow.

This sense of oppression at close proximity made Ning Guowei feel a kind of depression, took out a beautiful cigarette case from the drawer, and took out a Century No. 2 cigar from the 1942 series of Gao Xiba, with a long reddish-brown cigarette stick, with a hint of classical elegance.

Then take out an ordinary match from the drawer, the thin and long matchstick slid and burned for a few seconds, the sulfur of the firewood slowly dissipated, leaned over, turned the cigar body on the flame and rotated it regularly and slightly roasted, and then lit the cigar head evenly, lit the cigar all the time, took a hard puff, spit out a puff of white smoke with enjoyment, and looked at Ning Bing'er leisurely.

Ning Guowei's dark eyes were full of contempt and disdain, the general trend has been decided, how can you endure me no matter how capable you are?

From the disdain and ridicule in his eyes, the corners of Ning Bing'er's mouth hooked a hint of playful teasing, it was really ridiculous, a dog was still a dog when he wore human clothes, and his nature could not change.

"Do you know why you use matches to light cigars?" After Ning Guowei took a sharp puff, he looked at Ning Bing'er lightly and asked coldly.

Ning Bing'er, who was sitting opposite him and calmly watching him enjoy, didn't answer him, just looked at him indifferently, her charming big eyes revealed a hint of sarcasm, and she looked at him coldly and entertained herself.

"How can an idiot like my eldest brother, who helps others raise sons and lovers, to smoke such a good cigarette? Ning Guowei said mockingly.

Cold words, cold words, cold words, the cold arrogance of the king is the natural law of this world, the weak eat the strong, the fittest survive, and the one who can survive and defeat is the king, which is the master of this world.

It's a pity that Ning Guowei forgot that this world is a human world, all laws are dead, only people are alive, and only people are in charge of this world.

There is also a saying that it is better to bully the old and be popular than to bully the slug.

Ning Bing'er still looked at the third uncle sarcastically with a smile on her face, without the slightest intention of resisting, feeling that the third uncle was completely a clown, and he was very serious about showing off his skills to make the audience love.

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