Kimoto began his work after the angry departure of the poppy family, first holding three video meetings with the creditors until 7 p.m. Then he visited two companies that were eager to get his favor and participated in their project roadshow meetings...... When it was all over, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening.

He dragged his tired body home, put hot water in the shower, then poured a cup of coffee and walked to the work area, pulled up a chair, sat down, picked up the book of plans that Dodge had organized for him, carefully screened out the projects that could be established, conducted a thorough and detailed probability analysis, and set aside. Then, I reviewed the contents of the trial of the first instance sent by the lawyer to file a lawsuit against the illegal issuance and illegal listing of a project responsible party resulting in its own losses, and outlined the key points. Finally, a debt restructuring plan was drafted for next week's meeting with shareholders holding high public debt in an investment project.

When I picked up my coffee again, it was 3:39 a.m.

Thirty-four years, thirty years of non-stop running, running, running, this is Qimoto, a man who has never stopped, he has forgotten that the earth is completely different from the sky.

He got up and pinched his neck, walked to the window, and turned his eyes to the dappled lights of the city below the mountain, it was so good, as if the world was at his feet, and it was also thanks to his professionalism as an investor to choose such a place with excellent scenery as a place to rest and recuperate.

'Ding-' an email.

He didn't look at it, he knew who sent it, and he could probably guess the content of the email. Didn't Dodge let the poppy convey it? The little lady knew that he had returned to China.

He drank the last half of his coffee, set the cup aside, and sat down on the piano as he pressed the amplification, jumping ten fingers to the sound of a trio of saxophone, trumpet, and vibrato.

At the end of the song, he laughed at himself and walked to the bed.

He sometimes hated his memory so much that his childhood experiences were still clear, and the cork pedal piano that had been stored in the depths of his mind lingered.

Next.

Kimoto jogged in the gym for half an hour in the morning, answered a call from Dodge to report that he had returned to Beijing, and then went to HEER Technology Technology Co., Ltd., held three meetings in a row, and answered the appointment of 'Little Miss' at noon.

Not very impatient to step into the agreed place, Gimoto was led all the way to the hot spring box by two rather dignified waitresses...... That's why he was impatient, and the agreed place was a hot spring bathing center.

"Uncle, you're late."

After entering the door, Kimoto glanced at the 'little lady' in a bikini in the soup, and then walked straight to the rest area far away from the soup pool, and sat down on the tatami mat with folded legs.

The 'little lady' was unhappy, but because of her proud character, she would never do such a thing as walking over and saying hello again.

Kimoto's afternoon work was after two o'clock, and now there was still an hour and a half before two o'clock, and he was not in a hurry.

'Little Miss' pulled her fingers, her juicy chest rose and fell, she was still in Australia when she heard the news of Qiben's return to China, and the whole person was going to explode at that time, and she said that she would sue her as soon as she returned to China, and she bought such a remote house if she didn't talk about credit, and it took two hours to go to work from her own home. The tide takes four hours.

An hour and a half passed quickly, and after checking the time, Kimoto stood up, pinched her neck as she passed by, and said, "Thank you for arranging such a good place for me to rest." With that, he walked out of the door.

"Ahh

When he turned around, he saw the 'little lady' holding a leg with a pale face on the edge of the pool, a leg drenched in blood. He closed his eyes a little tired and rolled his eyes, and then called Dodge: "Help me cancel the afternoon meeting." After saying that, he hung up and walked towards the 'little lady'.

Dodge, who had just gotten off the plane, stared at the phone that was hung up by Gimoto, and felt that his facial features were going to twitch and crack, he had just gotten off the plane! It's so pinching! Isn't his princess boss putting some kind of monitor or listener on him?

The doctor cleaned up the blood stains on her leg and found that the wound was no bigger than a fingernail, and he didn't know how the small wound was bleeding.

The doctor bandaged the 'little lady' and explained some precautions, which took half an hour, so meticulous that even the large brand of wet wipes were listed one, two, and three.

"Doctor, I want to rest." 'Little Miss' smiled and interrupted his stinging.

Only then did the doctor stop his mouth and finish: "Miss Jun, have a good rest." "Leave the ward.

"Lingshu, after so many years of playing, don't you get tired of it?" Qiben straightened his collar and said.

'Little Miss', whose real name is Jun Lingshu, was born in Hong Kong in 1992, officially debuted as an actor in 2009, starred in the movie 'In New York' in the same year and became famous, and won the youngest Hong Kong Film Award for Best Actress and the youngest in history for Best Actress at the Venice International Film Festival, and broke the box office record of Chinese mainland literary films in Europe.

Jun Lingshu pursed his lips a little aggrieved, flashed his big eyes and said, "Uncle has been deceived by me without exception for so many years." ”

"Because it's your uncle, I'll send you to the hospital even if I know you're fine, and because I'm your uncle, I won't tell you the things you fantasize about or do the things you fantasize about in the couple's hot spring room in the bathing center."

"Uncle...... My leg hurts...... "Jun Lingshu is no match for Gimoto when it comes to eloquence, so she never wastes her brain cells on fighting with Kimoto.

Kimoto stood up and said, "If your leg hurts, you sleep, and when you fall asleep, it doesn't hurt." There are two theories, one is that after deep sleep, the body's metabolism, blood circulation, and brain activity are reduced, so people feel less pain after falling asleep. One is that pain is a stress response that is considered more dangerous in natural evolution, and the body itself thinks it is a relatively safe state when sleeping, so it self-regulates and reduces the process of stress response...... Two theories suggest that the only way to reduce pain is to sleep. After speaking, he shook his mobile phone and added: "I have already called your agent, he is on Dawang Road, and it will take about half an hour to come over." ”

Seeing that Kimoto was about to leave after speaking, Jun Lingshu raised his hand and legs, and said, "Do you really bear it?" ”

"As an uncle, I've taken measures for my intolerance, just need to know that you won't be in danger." Before opening the door, he said.

"What about being a man?"

Gimoto blurted out: "As a man, I never mind whether a woman I don't love is dead or alive." ”

Jun Lingshu was injured again.

Out of the VIP ward, he came down from the eighteenth floor, and when he passed by the emergency hall, he was pierced in the eardrum by a loud shout, he scratched his ears, and looked over, and as far as he could see, there was a picture of the poppy being surrounded by a large group of young people in their twenties into the corner.

The poppy in the crowd looked like a defeated fighting, her neck was not extended, her arms were not moving, this was not much like her.

Thinking of this, Gimoto frowned, why did he think that Poppy's current state was not like hers? After pondering it carefully, he recalled the day in the poppy's cellar, why he was drunk, and by the way, he understood why he knew that the poppy's current state was not like her.

"Well done." Kimoto narrowed his eyes, he was talking about the group of people who surrounded the poppies.

Walking out of the hospital, Kimoto glanced at his watch, it was already four o'clock, and as he walked towards his car, he heard a few conversations like this.

"That's a poppy, isn't it?"

"She's so handsome, I didn't see a selfie on her Weibo in the morning, and I was depressed for five minutes, but I didn't expect to see a real person in the afternoon."

"Doesn't she have a leg with Jiang Jinghao? Why did you bring Chen Zhoumu to the hospital? ”

"How can this kind of have only one man, and I'm sorry for that face without a few spare tires."

"What nonsense is telling the truth."

……

Hearing this, Gimoto somehow turned around again, returned the way he came, and walked into the emergency room in a meticulous manner, using his usual arrogant and domineering walking posture. Pulling away from the crowd on both sides, he grabbed the poppy's arm and pressed his body against the fanatical fans who dragged forward, giving her a relatively loose space to rub out.

The method was very effective, and it took less than a minute for Gimoto to rescue the poppy. After escaping from the hospital, he took the poppy into a narrow corridor in the south of the hospital, pressed her to his chest without saying anything, and wrapped her in an open suit until only doctors and nurses were left in the corridor.

"Why do you want to dangle in front of my eyes the more I hate you for dangling in front of my eyes? Do you think that the feeling of your head growing on your neck is too bad, and you are very desperate for me to screw it off for you? ”

"Why you?"

"Who do you think it is?"

Who do you think it is? She didn't think it was anyone, but she definitely didn't think it would be a disagreement.

"You, why are you in the hospital?" The first two words of the poppy were inexplicably not clear.

"Why can't I be in the hospital?" You can come to a place where hermaphrodites, why can't I, a normal person, come? ”

Hearing the words of the humble body, the poppy responded for a while, and she was grateful just now, but now it is gone.

"I should ask you this, there is still ...... deadline before the deadline for handing me the design artwork," Kimoto said, raising his left hand and looking at his watch, and continued: "Seventeen and a half hours, I remind you, if you don't give me a design that satisfies me by ten o'clock tomorrow......"

"Just fuck off, huh? I also remind you that in the company, I am your employee, out of the company, you are a fart here at most, if you are polite to me, I will give you a good face like yesterday, if you continue this attitude, don't blame me for speaking badly. Yu Meiren experienced the scene just now, and she was in a bad mood, and her words were so ugly, which made her heart break out for a moment, and she didn't care about the grievances in her heart, of course, impulsiveness is impulsive, and she is still measured when it comes to jobs, so the volume is slightly restricted, and said: "Also, you are a public figure, you shouldn't want to be chewed on the root of the tongue to say that the communiqué is a personal vendetta, right?" So, I hope you don't extend your dissatisfaction with me in private to your work, and if there is something wrong with my picture, you can just say that if the so-called problem is just an excuse for you to suppress and retaliate against me, then you are too low! After saying that, he turned around and left, not wanting to give Gimoto a chance to refute.

Qiben grabbed her, pulled her back, held the back of her head, brought her closer, forced her to look directly into her eyes, and said in a bad tone: "Why don't you tell me why you gave me a good face yesterday?" ”

A hint of discoloration flashed across the poppy's cheeks, and she stared at Gimoto with wide eyes, not uttering a word, she knew that Kimoto remembered why he was drunk.

"Using methods such as drug narcosthesis and forcible drunkenness to make people in a state of drowsy, ignorance, or inability to resist to obtain information that you should not know is a crime in a certain way, haven't you taken a legal class?"

The poppy took off Kimoto's hand, grabbed him by the collar, and said, "If you hadn't smashed my wine, would I have poured it on you?" ”

Qiben broke free twice and didn't break free from the shackles of the poppy, but he still didn't lose his momentum and said: If you didn't vacate the basement, would I smash your wine? ”

In the final analysis, because of the right to use the basement, Yu Meiren let go of the ambiguity, exhaled, and looked up at him a little less angrily: "I really don't have the strength to carry it with you to the end, so as long as you don't touch my wine, I don't mind you using the basement." After speaking, he emphasized: "This is my biggest concession." ”

Qi Ben straightened his collar and snorted coldly: "The forty-eight hour period has passed, and I am going to honor what I said." After speaking, he took his mobile phone and called Dodge, and after connecting it, he stared at the angry face of the poppy, and said word by word: "Prepare a few wrenches and ...... in the basement."

For a moment, the poppy couldn't hear anything, she could only see Kimoto's beautiful lips closing one by one, and she could only see his upper eyelids with long eyelashes falling up and down in slow motion...... She had to go home, right away.

By the time Kimoto hung up, the poppy had disappeared from his sight, and he chuckled for no reason, feeling an elusive sense of fun fermenting for no reason.

When he was about to walk away, the phone rang, he glanced at the call, and answered it impatiently: "Hey? ”

"Since you're back, why didn't you tell me?"

"You're busy, I'm busy, there's no need for that."

"See you in the evening."

"I'm not available."

"When the publicity is over, I'll call you."

"I'm not available."

"You came to pick me up, I didn't take the car."

“……”

"See you in the evening."

The other party left these three words and hung up the phone.

…… It's good that he heard a familiar name today, and he wanted to ask some questions about it.