Jiujing at night is completely different from daytime, and the neon lights flash the unique and prosperous side of Jiujing.

In the president's office of Liyue Group, a gentle young man in white sat firmly on a leather chair, with a snow-white and soft neck, as if this man had taken away what should belong to a woman.

With half a glass of scarlet red wine in his hand, his eyes stayed on the window close to him, admiring the charm of the neon lights, and facing the slight cold breeze of the night, he couldn't help but feel as if he was riding the wind, doing everything as he wanted, and doing it according to his heart.

The office door was pushed open a crack, followed by a knock.

"Come in"

A man in a suit flashed outside the door, silently walked behind the young man, and bowed respectfully: "Young Master."

"How many people did you go? Twenty or thirty people can't take two people? In the end, they were also on the news, enthusiastic citizens, and helped the police solve the case. That's the good news you're making me wait? ”

Qiu Badao, who bowed slightly, had a layer of cold sweat on his face, and he didn't dare to defend and beg for mercy at all, but lowered his head and hurriedly began to admit his mistake: "My subordinates should die, ask my son to punish him." ”

"Damn? It's a good word, but you can't die yet, and if you die, won't it be me wiping your ass for you? The handsome boy didn't pay any attention to Qiu Hachidao, who lowered his head, as if in his eyes it was just a dog.

Hearing such ugly words, Qiu Badao seemed to be instantly relieved, exhaled deeply, and slowly lowered the heart that was mentioned in his throat, knowing that he had escaped a catastrophe, Qiu Badao's face instantly became serious: "Don't worry, Childe, I will definitely get that Ling Qianxue over, I have already said hello to Liu Yishan, and all applications for Chaoyang have been rejected recently." ”

There was a hint of a smile on the young man's cold face, but he didn't mean to pay attention to Qiu Badao, who glanced at Leng Qing, who had not spoken for a long time, took a few steps back and left the office, and brought the door after going out.

"Mr. Qiu, Scar, they are still waiting for you in the living room!" The sexy little secretary shook her body as if she couldn't stand steadily, but Qiu Badao was not interested in admiring her masterpiece at this time.

"Mr. Autumn"

Seeing Qiu Badao push the door in, Scarface and several people immediately stood up, bowing their heads respectfully, but more than a dozen people were silent.

"Very good, you have succeeded in letting me walk away from the ghost gate once, Scar doesn't need me to talk about it, right? Article 1 of the House Rules. "Qiu Badao seems to want to vent all the anger that Leng Qing has.

Scar almost didn't think about it, pulled out a leg knife from his leg, slashed it at his finger, looked at a section of fingers on the table, and looked at the three fingers left on his hand, and stood there silently waiting for a little brother to help bandage it, and didn't cry out in pain from beginning to end.

"Qiu Shao, Leng Gongzi said that he was going back to see his brother." At this moment, the little secretary walked in again, and Qiu Badao slapped the table fiercely and immediately rushed out.

"Childe, are you leaving?"

"Hmph, I don't want to stay with the waste for too long, or my brother will definitely scold me for being stupid and drink it." Leng Qing took the glass of wine in his hand that had been shaken for a long time and handed it over, Qiu Badao was slightly stunned, flattered and took the wine glass, ready to drink it all, who knew that the pair of white hands were as fast as lightning "boasting" on the base of the cup, and the glass was smashed suddenly, and the base was inserted into Qiu Badao's throat.

Qiu Badao screamed, his frightened eyes stared at Leng Qing, but he didn't dare to take the base of the quilt out of his mouth, let the blood spill out of his mouth, his face became pale, and his trembling legs were weak for a while, and his body fell down.

"A good master is a good master with clear rewards and punishments, my brother asked me to bring you a sentence 'Don't stay with fools for too long and get infected'."

After finishing speaking, the young man took out a handkerchief, wiped his hands, and after wiping it, he smashed the handkerchief with blood on Qiu Badao's face.

"If things don't work well in the future, I'm afraid it won't be so simple." Qiu Badao held the blood-colored handkerchief in his hand and squeezed it tightly for fear of falling to the ground.

Chaoyang Group lives in a high-rise building, and the fresh and melodious Polish song fantasia flutters inside the glittering glass door, which makes people feel a little comfortable.

The next day, at Lin Yu's strong request, he was discharged from the hospital, looking at the familiar streets and familiar buildings in front of him, the young man walked in in a posture that he thought was very handsome.

"Assistant Lin has arrived? Mr. Ling has something to ask you to go to the second floor. "There was a sweet-looking little girl at the front desk, showing two small tiger teeth.

Ling Qianxue took care of Lin Yu for one night, and was sent home by Lin Yu the next day, and heard that Lin Yu said that he was going to be discharged from the hospital, so he drove to work by himself today.

"Look for me! What's up? Lin Yu leisurely found a chair and sat down, putting his hands on the table, there was no feeling of superiority at all, Ling Qianxue seemed to be used to Lin Yu's laziness.

"Qiu Badao found someone to bring a word this morning." Ling Qianxue stopped what she was doing, raised her head and brushed the ends of the hair on her forehead, and looked at Lin Yu's eyes indifferently, as if she wanted to find out something, but in the end Ling Qianxue still gave up, there seemed to be endless depth in this pool of deep water-like eyes, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't see the bottom.

Looking at those indifferent eyes, Ling Qianxue couldn't help but ask, "You're not afraid?" Lin Yu's gaze was still on Ling Qianxue's dark black professional uniform, thinking about why the company didn't give him a set.

Hearing Ling Qianxue's question, he responded perfunctorily: "I'm afraid."

"You're not afraid that he will retaliate against you?" Lin Yu finally raised his head, but his voice was still mocking: "I have prepared for the worst, and that moment has not yet come." "Lin Yu doesn't know what kind of feelings he has for Ling Qianxue, family affection? Love? Or is it something else?

It seems that he never thought about it, because it was not the most important thing for him.

Since he was a child, he lived under the harsh training of his three masters, and at that time he only knew what bleeding was and what was sore arms, but he didn't know what it meant to complain and cry. His heart is different from ordinary people, and his blood is different from ordinary people.

Later, with the support of a group of brothers, a commercial building was established, but it was not what Lin Yu wanted to wander around in various social occasions every day, so he gave up and returned to China.

Although the bits and pieces of life with Ling Qianxue are not picturesque, they are not lacking in enthusiasm in the ordinary, and he likes this life.

"You're very, very different." Ling Qianxue paused for a long time, as if it was too difficult to find an adjective to describe Lin Yu.

"I don't want to say thank you to you." Lin Yu said faintly.