Chapter 349: The Richest Man in Shanghai (Part II)

"Finally telling the truth, huh?" Chen Maoqing continued to be able to suffocate the gentle smile, "I could be recognized at a glance in the dim light that night, and now I am standing clearly in front of you, but you don't recognize me?" There's never been anything so funny, has it? ”

"Because...... I'm not sure, is a big man like Chen Gongzi willing to know me? So I think maybe Chen Gongzi should be more willing to pretend that he doesn't know me. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info" Gu Lian listened to this, and had a little bottom in his heart, thinking that the other party was roughly the kind of typical rich young master who was only self-respecting, and just added a little bit of the city. For this kind of person, with more respect and more sycophants, most of them can cope with the past.

"Whether I want to know you or not is my business, I don't need you to decide." Chen Maoqing disagreed with Gu Lian's words, "Didn't you come out of the conference hall?" At this time, I don't want to run out, why are you doing here? ”

It seems that Chen Maoqing doesn't know that there is a side door on his side to go out.

Gu Lian listened to Chen Maoqing's words that were not quite right, but still replied politely and honestly, "Because there is a door here to go out." Our friends outside informed us that the front and back doors of the Shanghai TV Building might be blocked. I know that there is a small gate in the garden behind the Shanghai Television Building, the kind of small door that cars can't enter, leading to a small road outside, you can go out quietly, without going through the front and back gates of the Shanghai Television Plaza. ”

Perhaps it was Gu Lian's honesty that made Chen Maoqing a little satisfied, and he nodded, "So that's the case." ”

"Shall we go then?" Chenxing asked in a somewhat cold tone.

In the face of Chenxing's not so polite attitude, Chen Maoqing seemed to have more tolerance for him than for Gu Lian, and the way he looked at Chenxing not only made Chenxing uncomfortable, but even Gu Lian felt weird, "Why did you go to the conference hall, this kind of occasion should have nothing to do with you, right?" ”

"This kind of problem has nothing to do with you, does it?" Chenxing didn't know why, he just couldn't speak calmly to the man in front of him. It's a strange feeling, I always feel as if I once hated each other because of something, but I can't remember why. I remember this being the first time we met, and it didn't feel like it.

"We're just going to see the excitement." Gu Lian felt that Chenxing's attitude was also unusual, and she added more and more humbly to soften Chenxing's tone. She thought that there were so many people in the conference hall, Chen Maoqing would not even be able to see their expressions clearly, and as for their relationship with Yu Youjia, there was really no need to let the other party know.

"Really? Just to see the excitement, the vice president Yu who will be so worried about Huayue? The monitor image on my side is very high-definition. Chen Maoqing seemed to have deliberately surprised Gu Lian, and every word pierced her mind. She had never felt like she would one day be so transparent in front of others, as if her thoughts were all presented on some kind of monitor that she couldn't see and the other party could see clearly.

"Because it's a friend. What more could you ask? Chenxing felt more and more impatient, he didn't like the man's breath, his mannerisms, and even every expression. No, it's not that I don't like it, it's disgust, and I feel disgusted with it.

"If it's a friend, that's easy to say. I just want to say more, that friend of yours seems to be hurt, that's why things in the conference hall ended so quickly. Chen Maoqing turned his body slightly sideways and gave them a debut, "You can go." ”

"He's hurt? Where is the injury and how's it going? As soon as Gu Lian heard about Yu Youjia's injury, his head slammed to the ground and he didn't care about anything. Many people understand what an injury means to a person with a history of leukemia – any bleeding wound can be fatal. It wasn't an ordinary person's injury – as long as it wasn't fatal, most wounds healed quickly with some bleeding.

"Like...... A lot of blood was shed. Chen Maoqing deliberately slowed down her tone and said slowly.

Gu Lian rushed into the box next to Chen Maoqing, a monitor with a 30-inch screen next to him had been turned off, outside a transparent glass in front of him, and downstairs was the conference hall, there were basically no people, only a few staff members of the TV station were cleaning up the venue. The brown wooden floor of the rostrum had some traces of dark, almost dried liquid.

"They're gone, maybe they're in the hospital." Chen Maoqing added unhurriedly outside the box door.

Chen Xing stood opposite to him, his eyes were on Gu Lian's back, and then at the smile on Chen Maoqing's face that didn't show any thoughts, and he didn't say a word with a cold face.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I have to leave quickly." Gu Lian didn't care about the principle of not showing too much emotion in front of outsiders, and didn't greet Chenxing, and hurriedly walked towards the small door at the end of the corridor, almost trotting all the way, and the sound of high heels kicking the ground was particularly prominent in this silent and empty space.

Chen Xing wanted to keep up with Gu Lian, but Chen Maoqing suddenly blocked in front of him, his broad shoulders were enough to block the narrow passage of the box, and he couldn't allow another person to pass through. Chenxing's 183cm size is already considered tall, but it looks petite in front of the taller and sturdier Chen Maoqing.

"Please, get out of the way." Chenxing didn't know how much effort it took to grit his teeth and say a word of invitation.

"I want to leave from here, first come, first come, then come, do you understand?" If someone who knew Chen Maoqing was present, they would feel that he was so tolerant of Chenxing that he was almost not like Chen Maoqing. It's just that no matter Gu Lian and Chenxing, they don't know what Chen Maoqing is like in the eyes of ordinary people. Otherwise, they would be even more surprised by Chen Gongzi's words and deeds.

It's just that in the eyes of Chenxing now, he only thinks that Chen Maoqing is very boring, rude, and shameless.

Chen Maoqing turned around and actually walked up in front of him, and the two walked together in the direction that Gu Lian was running. Chen Xing could only watch Chen Maoqing's broad back move in front of him, and he couldn't take a few more steps forward to observe Gu Lian's situation.

Walking to the small door at the end of the passage, the door had been opened by Gu Lian and he didn't have time to close it. Sure enough, there was a simple iron hollow staircase below, which led to the bottom with zigzags, and a small lamp shining intimately in the corridor, although not so bright, it was enough to illuminate this staircase.

Chenxing wanted to hurry up and catch up with Gu Lian, but he didn't want to get too close to Chen Maoqing, who was caught in the middle, so he always walked a few steps quickly, and then slowed down, so as not to collide with Chen Maoqing's back.

The stairs are also very narrow, only one person can pass through, the lights are dim, and the stairs are hollowed out, you need to be careful when walking, otherwise it is easy to step on the air. After Chen Maoqing and Chenxing's footsteps stepped onto the stairs, they couldn't help but slow down.

Fortunately, the sound of Gu Lian's high heels in front of her sounded quickly but rhythmically, suggesting that the distance between her and them was not far, so that Chen Xing had no choice but to follow behind Chen Maoqing and not be too worried about not being able to see her. Otherwise, he would really think about how to jump from one staircase to another.

But after walking a few steps, I only heard Gu Lian snort from there, and then the sound of high heels was gone. From Chen Maoqing's shoulder, Chen Xing only saw Gu Lian squatting down for a few seconds, then suddenly stood up, and hurriedly began to walk down again. But there is no longer the rhythmic sound of high heels.

Chen Xing didn't understand what was going on, so he stepped up, and suddenly Chen Maoqing walked to Gu Lian's position and squatted down, Chen Xing didn't let his body rush directly to Chen Maoqing's back after a half spin.

"Tsk, I'm in such a hurry, I don't even want shoes." Chen Maoqing squatted down to pick up a pair of high heels.

You don't have to think about it at all, there is no doubt that it is Gu Lian's shoes. Ordinary brand, ordinary style, ordinary black, ordinary high heels. In Chen Maoqing's eyes, these shoes are just like Gu Lian's appearance, featureless and mediocre. The only thing that was a little unusual was that the heel of one of the shoes was broken.

Since he walked to the turning point of the stairs, the place on the platform was larger, and Chenxing could finally catch up with Chen Maoqing and be side by side with him.

"She's gone?" Chenxing looked downstairs, this staircase doesn't seem to be long, and there are still two turns that should be in the end, Gu Lian's sound of running is still there, but there is no footwear to set it off, and it is not so obvious. He looked at the shoes in Chen Maoqing's hand again and found that the heel of one of the shoes was broken. It seems that Gu Lian almost fell off his heels when he went downstairs because of his high heels, so he lost his shoes and went downstairs directly before he had time to put them on.

"You don't seem to be worried about the vice president of Huayue, you seem to be more worried about the little agent, by the way, what is the name of the 'little senior'?" Chen Maoqing seemed very interested in saying a few more words to Chenxing.

Chenxing didn't have that mind. As soon as he turned around, he wanted to continue to go downstairs in front of Chen Maoqing, but he just took a few steps, thought about it, turned around, and snatched the shoes from Chen Maoqing's hand, "Thank you for picking it up, I will return it to her." After saying it in a hard voice, without waiting for Chen Maoqing to reply, he ran downstairs several steps in one go.

That kind of agile posture made Chen Maoqing think in a trance that he had returned to the scene when he first saw Chenxing seven years ago.

At that time, Chenxing was also like this on a staircase, repeating countless times in order to shoot a shot of the MV, going up the stairs and coming down, always so energetic, facing Chen Maoqing in the crowd, rushing over and turning away.

The moment he saw Chenxing's face for the first time, a deeply buried emotion erupted uncontrollably, almost shocking his entire sanity.

Just because, Chenxing's face is somewhat similar to a person who Chen Maoqing has never been able to erase from the bottom of his heart.

Seven years ago, Chen Maoqing failed to come forward to ask Chenxing, and Chen Maoqing also failed to ask seven years later.

Your eldest sister Chensi, how are you doing?

When Chen Maoqing watched Chenxing's back leave, this sentence unexpectedly appeared in his heart.

There is always some striking repetition and similarity in history. Only this time, his heart is no longer full of tender remembrance and nostalgia, but playfulness and curiosity without emotion.

Chen Maoqing is no longer the ordinary rich second generation in the past, not the unwieldy rich son in the family who always had a little softness and tenderness for his first love at the beginning, he is now the head of a family business with a market value of billions, ruthless, and spent several years to bring down his most powerful opponent and become the richest man in Shanghai. Those elders who used to have to bow their heads are now just old guys who have to be polite when they talk to themselves on an equal footing.

He had everything he wanted most.

Chenxing's appearance at this time seemed to him to be a reward given to him by Providence, so that when he was proud, he thought of a thing that had never been enjoyed in the past, and now he could slowly fill in the perfection and no longer have regrets. And Chen Maoqing already has the capital to let go of anyone.

Chen Si, it seems that we always have to be related, don't we? (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )