When Hao Duoduo came, he also received a cold face from Guan Qi.

"You move all her stuff to the dorm..."

Hao Duoduo didn't dare to ask, and left with Yu Jiaping, who was crying.

It is easy to go from simple to luxurious, and it is difficult to go from luxury to thrift.

Hao Duoduo took Yu Jiaping to the women's dormitory of the Art Troupe.

Originally, she was arranged into the art troupe after a while, but now I don't know what happened, so I threw people in very suddenly, and I haven't even said hello yet.

Yu Jiaping is equivalent to an airborne soldier.

Hao Duoduo waited until she left the compound, and she patiently asked Yu Jiaping for the reason.

Yu Jiaping said a bunch of things as if they were true and false, and Hao Duoduo listened to it and wanted to slap this girl in the face.

It's just too daring....

Hao Duoduo couldn't sympathize with her now, and when she arrived at the dormitory, she left in a hurry after putting people down, and she had to go back to admit her mistakes.

If she hadn't talked too much, Yu Jiaping wouldn't have known about the boss's marriage report.

On the other side, Yuan Lang helped Aunt Zheng clean up the dishes and chopsticks, and Rong Zheng sat in a wheelchair, looking at her with his head propped up.

"You'll go out with me later. ”

"Where are you going?"

Rong Qi, who changed his clothes and walked downstairs, happened to hear Rong Zheng's words, buttoned the cufflinks of his shirt, and interjected expressionlessly: "Brother, where are you going out?" ”

Rong Zheng smiled: "You have nothing to do in the team?"

"Just let Yuan Lang push me, you go to work. ”

Although Rong Zheng said it with a smile, the tone of his words was unquestionable. After speaking, he beckoned to Yuan Lang and motioned for her to push herself upstairs first.

Rong Qi stood silently in place, watching the backs of the two of them going upstairs for a long time, and then walked towards the door.

As soon as he entered the door, Rong Zheng immediately stood up from his wheelchair.

Suddenly, Rong Zheng rushed to Yuan Lang, caught off guard, Yuan Lang frowned and took a step back, there was a wrinkle in the carpet behind her, which happened to trip her feet.

In a panic, he grabbed his hands forward and grabbed Rong Zheng's arm.

Rong Zheng quickly stretched out his hand to scoop the person up, turned around and hugged him.

Yuan Lang hurriedly wanted to push the person away, Rong Zheng took a step back along with Yuan Lang's strength, but one arm was supporting the wall, and the other arm was still on Yuan Lang's waist.

The palm on his waist was hot, and Yuan Lang felt that the skin under his clothes was about to be burned.

Even with his body, his face was red.

"Don't move..."Rong Zheng suddenly approached Yuan Lang, and a soft voice sounded in his ears, "Here... There's a grain of rice..."

Rong Zheng pinched a white rice grain from Yuan Lang's hair and shook it twice in front of his eyes.

Then slowly took a few steps back, and there was a distance between the two, Rong Zheng raised his eyebrows and deliberately asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Yuan Lang didn't bother to pay attention to this person's bad behavior, turned his back and took a deep breath, calming his fluctuating thoughts.

When he turned around, his face was gone, and his expression was cold.

Seeing this, Rong Zheng's eyes deepened again, and his smile spread.

was silent all the way, and Yuan Lang did not say anything except when necessary.

Rong Zheng's adjutant drove the car to the foot of a mountain, and several people changed cars and continued to move forward.

Every time it passes, there is a sentry post, and the investigation of people coming and going is extremely vigorous. Anyone who does not receive permission will be expelled.

Yuan Lang cheered up, this place....

When he arrived at the location, Rong Zheng was still in a wheelchair, and Yuan Lang pushed him in.

In the hall of the room, faces that often appear in news broadcasts are sitting on chairs, slowly drinking tea.

Rong Zheng's arrival seemed to break the peace in the room.

Some people were surprised, some people were strange, some people were silent, and different expressions appeared on everyone's faces.

"Rong Zheng, why are you here?" someone couldn't help but ask first, with a puzzled look on his face.

It stands to reason that Rong Zheng has long since withdrawn from their circle because of his health, and appearing here today is not only strange, but also vigilant.

The others also vaguely swept Rong Zheng's legs, and then turned their heads to drink tea as if relieved.

Rong Zheng took in the expressions of everyone present, pulled off his mouth, and said with a smile: "Why did you appear here, I have the same reason." ”

"You're obvious..."

"Rong Zheng, sir, please come in. Out of the back came a dignified middle-aged man.

"What about us?"

The middle-aged man replied indifferently, "Everyone, please wait, Mr. has something to say to Rong Shao." ”

"You say, why did Mr. call Rong Zheng in alone?" someone asked the others breathlessly.

After Yuan Lang pushed Rong Zheng into the inner room, he closed the door, and Rong Zheng got up from the wheelchair.

An old man is lying on the bed, flipping through a book with reading glasses.

When he saw Rong Zheng, he immediately put down the book, clapped his hands and laughed a few times, "Very good, very good..."

Rong Zheng stood in front of the old man's bed, with a respectful face.

"After so many years, it's really hard for you... You have done a good job, and it is my greatest hope that you can clean up most of the tumors in Huaguo in my lifetime, but fortunately, I have waited. ”

"The rest... With the turmoil of my departure, you can clean it up with your means, and I'm not worried. ”

Rong Zheng: "Sir, don't say that. ”

"Yuan Lang came over and took a look at Mr.'s body. ”

Yuan Lang was standing next to him, looking at his nose and nose, almost not thinking that he didn't exist.

I've heard something terrible...

When Rong Zheng called her, she hadn't reacted at the first time.

The old gentleman could think about it, "How old I am to be over a hundred years old, I haven't experienced anything, birth, old age, sickness and death are something that everyone will experience, and of course I am no exception..."

"I don't have any regrets until now, I believe that in your hands, Huaguo can have a clear system. ”

The old gentleman is very open-minded and open-minded.

Not wanting to refuse the kindness of his most optimistic junior, the old gentleman still stretched out his hand and let Yuan Lang gently put it on it.

Seeing Yuan Lang's rather young face, the old gentleman stared at it in surprise for a while.

"This is the little girl you said..."

Yuan Lang: "...."

Glancing at Rong Zheng's expression but not smiling, Yuan Lang was terrified.

What did this guy say about himself in front of the big guys? Why did even the old gentleman know about his existence...

The old gentleman led Yuan Lang to speak in an appreciative tone, and slowly Yuan Lang relaxed a lot.

This old man in a high position is still very kind.

Yuan Lang didn't know that if the group of people outside saw this scene, they would definitely have a hellish expression.

Fuck the kindness, the iron wrist of the gentleman, the people I saw at the beginning, some of them shed blood, and some of them shrank their heads and became turtles.

It's only when he gets old that he has a calmer temperament, but those people don't dare to say a word in front of him.

Yuan Lang put down his hand and shook his head at Rong Zheng.

The old man does not have much vitality in his body, and now this spiritual appearance is all dependent on precious medicinal materials to hang a breath, but in fact, it is empty.

I'm afraid it won't last long.