Smoothly?

In addition to walking downhill in life, it is easy to walk with worry and effort, and maybe anything you want to do will not go well!

But hearing Ning Guowei's question, Chen Hongquan still smiled and signaled, this kind of smiling face looked very uncomfortable, and those muscles that were used to being tight looked panicked.

"It's going well!" Chen Hongquan said a little perfunctory, the heaviness of the words made people feel a little distressed, his eyes dodged, and then he didn't have the confidence and relief when he just won the bid, and there was a little more grievance and helplessness in his expression, and a little frustration.

With a change in her micro-expression, Ning Bing'er saw Chen Hongquan's grievances and difficulties, it seems that this winning bid is not easy to come by!

It's just that he uses four simple words to cover up all the process with the results, happiness is shared with you, and the pain is borne by one person!

Looking at the man in front of him, a wave of reverence and respect suddenly rose, and he suddenly understood why his father valued this man so much, and even attached so much importance to this man.

"It's hard, it's gone?" Ning Guowei asked again, but with a little naughty and cuteness in his tone.

For such a long time, Ning Guowei finally didn't hold it, and behaved more down-to-earth and realistic.

Hearing some playful questions, Chen Hongquan shook his head with a smile, and he didn't tense up, took out a contract from his briefcase, shook his head helplessly, and said lightly: "I can't hide anything from your eyes!"

The style of painting changed too quickly, and Ning Bing'er watched in surprise as these two people played dumb riddles, talking about their affairs without taking themselves seriously at all.

Suddenly I saw my father showing a happy and excited smile, the old face that was helpless in the past, and finally showed a long-lost smile, this smile came in time, like the first spring rain in spring, moisturizing everything, and like the big locust tree at the entrance of the village in summer, shading for everyone.

"Not bad, not bad, really good, thank you for the company's resurrection this time!" Ning Guowei said excitedly as he read the contract.

"Mr. Ning, don't lift me too high, be careful if there is no ladder for me to come down, I will be crushed!" Chen Hong said jokingly.

"Why do you say you're still like this after so many years? You can't stand the praise, you can only be comfortable by suppressing it? You can't be a masochist, right?" Ning Guowei said jokingly.

"I'm a masochist, you dare to use me, I don't believe I can't find a master who can abuse me more than you?" Chen Hongquan bent down and patted Ning Guowei's feet gently, his movements were a little frivolous, and he interacted with him in a friendly manner.

"Yes, yes, but I don't understand your lord so well!" Ning Guowei said proudly, nodding proudly.

"It seems to be the same!" Chen Hongquan nodded in agreement, rolled his eyes, pouted, and nodded again in affirmation with some cuteness.

"It must be!" Ning Guowei said in a loud voice even more proudly.

"Haha......" Two demonic laughter trembled on the roof of the ward, and only Ning Bing'er looked at the two old men who didn't understand it at all and laughed.

What exactly are they talking about?

It seems that they can understand every word they say, but why is it so incomprehensible when they are connected?

The stupid Ning Bing'er opened her mouth, looking helplessly at them indulging in their world and unwilling to take care of herself, a wave of loss surged in her heart, maybe she was a superfluous person, and she would only add to her own blockage here, so it was better to go out for a walk by herself and let them enjoy the carnival.

Sometimes the loneliness in your heart has nothing to do with feelings, sometimes, it's just that you are in a circle, no one can understand your mind, and no one is willing to try to understand you, you are alone and stupid there and no one is willing to accompany you, this is a kind of loneliness of the soul.

Looking at Ning Bing'er, who got up and wanted to leave the ward, Ning Guowei suddenly stopped laughing, and said in a kind tone: "Bing'er, bring your father's mobile phone!"

Ning Bing'er, who was just about to leave, suddenly heard her father's call, walked over unwillingly, and still helped him hand him, but she just pouted and looked at him with an aggrieved face, her eyes were full of loss and loneliness, which made people feel a little distressed.

Facing his aggrieved and unhappy daughter, Ning Guowei laughed at himself in his heart: "I can't stand such a little snub? How can I hand over the future of the company to you? Silly daughter, do you think your father can't see your loss? You don't have to make it so obvious." ”

Although he felt very sorry for his daughter, Ning Guowei would pretend not to see Bing'er's grievances, and when he took the phone, there was no trace of comfort in his eyes, and he immediately dialed a number skillfully, and asked on the other end of the phone: "How much money is on the account now?"

I don't know what the other side of the microphone said, Ning Guowei glanced at Chen Hongquan, his eyes conveyed a sense of affirmation and satisfaction, and said softly to Ning Bing'er: "Bing'er, invite those two customers yesterday!"

After speaking, Ning Guowei didn't pay attention to Ning Bing'er, he didn't even collide with his eyes, and returned to his original indifferent and arrogant face.

Only this kind of getting along mode is the mode that Ning Bing'er has accepted since she was a child, with a pain in her heart, countless needles piercing her heart, could it be that Chen Hongquan, an outsider, just brought a future for the company, and his father chose not to want himself again?

Such a gap made Ning Bing'er collapse instantly, but she kept holding back her disappointment and despair, quickly controlled her emotions, picked up her mobile phone, dialed the number on the business card, and politely called the two of them to ask them to come over.

Ning Bing'er, who had always felt that she was redundant, put away her phone, put away her lost eyes, took a deep breath, immediately adjusted her emotions, turned to indifferently picked up her bag, gave her father a reluctant smile, and turned away.

Looking at the back of Ning Bing'er leaving, Chen Hongquan said with some reluctance: "Mr. Ning, do you think she can withstand forcing her like this?"

"If you don't force her like this, how can you make her quick and ruthless, the shopping mall is like a battlefield, this grievance can't be tolerated, how can she bear the grievances of the outside world in the future? Only numb nerves and emotions can support the Ning family's tomorrow. Ning Guowei sighed painfully, lowered his head, clubbed his hands, his expression was very heavy, his heart seemed to have just been pierced by a knife, and he pulled it out vigorously, and the blood flowed.

"But she is still a child, what should she do if she can't bear it?" Chen Hongquan looked at the empty door again with some distress, and said with some distress.

"The seed of the Ning family, if you can't bear it, you have to carry it, and if you want to fall, you can only fall on the road of charging into battle, you can't overcome your weakness, how can you become a big thing?" Ning Guowei's tone was tough, but his eyes quietly showed distress.

"But she's just a minor girl who hasn't experienced any ups and downs?" Chen Hongquan began to argue, his hands were already clenched tightly, his teeth were gritted tightly, and he wanted to fight to the end, looking at him with stubborn eyes.