(Ask for collections, ask for red tickets, ask for clicks ~ the first time since the book was issued.) 500,000 words, brothers, keep walking~ There is a list after a million words, let's continue to kill back! Awesome~)――

Wang Fuxing rarely had a good night's sleep, these days have been changing on the Huating stage, although he is not the protagonist, but he is barely a more important supporting role, think a lot, do a lot, this game of chess was messed up by a pair of big hands behind the scenes, and then corrected, the original pattern has been completely abandoned. Big families, political factions, local gangs, and underworld strangulation will all undergo earth-shaking changes, but the current situation is undoubtedly what the big players behind the scenes want to see the most, at least most of the people behind the scenes are willing to see.

This world, the so-called inevitability, is just a situation that is finally formed by countless accidents connected together, Huating has been stable for many years, and all levels are silently developing strength, this time the multi-party breakthrough will almost completely break the stability, and the source of this matter seems to be only because of a young man.

This is the most important accident in today's inevitable situation.

Grasping a small thing to operate and then expanding infinitely is the charm of politics.

Comrade Wang Fuxing is the source, but not the protagonist, but in this turmoil, he is also one of the beneficiaries, extremely concerned about the direction of this chess game, although he cannot control the entire layout, but he already has the ability to modify the chess pieces in a small area, now Yan Guotao is being investigated, his forces are also divided overnight, Fang Heng's abuse of power over the years has also been sent to Li Donglei, the general trend has been decided, just waiting for the results to be revealed.

What makes Wang Fuxing even more excited is the harvest from Li Donglei, walking on the right road in the most rugged place, just a few words, but it represents Li Donglei's attitude towards himself, a politician, in a high position, the most taboo is to go straight, and the same is true for talking and doing things, it is precisely because of this that the secretary next to the executive will complain, because the meaning of every sentence of the leader must rely on himself to carefully figure it out, and many times, making the words vague is also one of the means to protect himself.

When he left the compound of the Municipal Party Committee, Li Donglei's sentence that the family would leave a pair of chopsticks for Wang Fuxing seemed simple, but when it came to this, it was straightforward enough, combined with this character, it clearly conveyed a message to Wang Fuxing, as long as he walked right, Li Donglei was willing to stand behind him.

What is the right path?

It's not upright, it's not compassionate.

In this society of the jungle, it is enough to have a clear conscience.

This is a network that belongs to Wang Fuxing, or to the old Wang family, and plays a vital role for a certain comrade.

After sitting all night, Wang Fuxing got up at half past five the next morning, just went downstairs, and saw a dusty figure at the door of the unit building.

Huangfu Lingxi.

Early in the morning, she didn't stay in the chief mansion to sleep, what did she come here for?

Is it hungry?

The key is how did she find this place, and how did she get here?

Wang Fuxing's originally sober mind instantly became messy, walked to Huangfu Lingxi's side, stared at her bright eyes, and said helplessly: "Ran over early in the morning and stood here as a door god?" ”

"The master said let me follow you."

Huangfu Lingxi said seriously, her face was indifferent, but the next sentence revealed her thoughts: "Are you hungry?" ”

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The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth trembled, his face stiffened, the speed of this girl's integration into society was really fast enough, and in less than two days, she had learned roundabout tactics, she didn't say that she was hungry, but asked Wang Fuxing, but the meaning to be expressed was actually the same, that is, she was hungry and wanted to eat.

"I'm not hungry."

Wang Fuxing is very faceless and pretending to be stupid.

After all, Huangfu Lingxi did not practice the legendary cheekiness, and when he heard this, his breath paused, and it seemed a little unnatural, and he let out a faint sigh and said no more.

Wang Fuxing was almost laughed at angrily, how could this woman be so cute? He looked at Huangfu Lingxi, who seemed to be a little aggrieved standing in front of him, but his face was as calm as ever, and boldly stretched out his hand and combed her hair that was blown a little messy on her forehead, a very gentle little movement.

During the whole process, Huangfu Lingxi was motionless, his eyes wide, looking at him without blinking, and he did not speak.

On the contrary, the kind-hearted Wang Fuxing was a little embarrassed, withdrew his hand, touched his nose and said, "What do you want to eat?" ”

"I'm not hungry either."

Huangfu Lingxi said indifferently, there seemed to be some gambling elements, she was still wearing a sword with a long sword on her back, a Taoist robe and a dusty hand, in this early morning, in a quiet environment, it seemed more and more ethereal and sacred.

"Oh, then I'll go eat. You wait for me to come back. ”

Wang Fuxing said calmly, early in the morning, teasing this woman is also quite interesting.

Huangfu Lingxi hesitated, but still raised his steps and followed behind Wang Fuxing, not far and not close to a meter away, and followed suit.

"Aren't you hungry?"

Wang Fuxing quipped, leading Huangfu Lingxi, walking in front, there is a 24-hour Yonghe soybean milk nearby, so close to the distance, there is no need to drive.

"The master said let me follow you."

Huangfu Lingxi once again brought out the classic lines and said calmly, with no change in tone.

This girl seems to be really completely cut off from most of the greed and hatred in the world, her heart is like water, quiet and indifferent, as if no matter what kind of situation she is in, she can quickly return to calm, simple but not simple to stand in this world, as if she has left the world to read, looking at the front and back of her with an extremely indifferent eye, looking at everything around her.

"No, I'm just having a meal, I'll be back right away, what are you going to do with me?"

Wang Fuxing waved his hand quite boldly and continued: "Don't bother. ”

Huangfu Lingxi raised his eyes, glanced at Wang Fuxing, and was still calm: "The master asked me to eat with you." ”

Wang Fuxing: "-"

The origin of Yonghe soybean milk should be traced back to the fifties of the last century, when a group of retired veterans whose ancestral home was in the mainland but far away from home were forced to make a living, on the side of the Yonghe Zhongzheng Bridge between Taipei and Yonghe, set up a small shed to operate fast food breakfast, grinding soybean milk, baking cakes, fried fritters, and gradually formed a paving for breakfast, which is the predecessor of Yonghe soybean milk, integrated by Taiwan Hongqi Food Co., Ltd. in 82 years, and created a brand, 95 years across the mainland, has developed into a business card of Taiwan's food culture, The signboard of Yonghe soybean milk has also opened all over the country.

Wang Fuxing walked in with Huangfu Lingxi, because it was still early in this time period, except for the waiter, there were no other guests, considering the amazing amount of food of the women around him in a hungry state, he asked for five fritters, two cups of soy milk, and after ordering a few small pickles, he found a place to sit down with Huangfu Lingxi at random.

"Why don't you stay at the Chief Mansion? It's a nice environment over there, and I remember you like the breakfast over there, and the little girl is over there, so you can talk to her when you're bored, watch TV or something, it's better than running around with me. I'll see you when I have time. ”

Wang Fuxing said helplessly, he is a standard man, and naturally hopes that he can follow a perfect woman all day long, Huangfu Lingxi is very in line with the requirements, but this sister's demeanor is too different, Wang Fuxing has a strong ability to bear it in his heart, but he also has to take into account the feelings of others, right?

"The master asked me...."

"Okay, okay, I know, the old man asked you to follow me, but he's not here now, oh no. It's back. Aren't you lazy? I will be very busy during this time, I will go to Chu's house after breakfast, have a meal to deal with at noon, go to Tiandu Entertainment City in the afternoon, and go to the resurrection bar in the evening, you follow me, aren't you tired? ”

Wang Fuxing said with a wry smile, he is not making excuses, what he wants to do today is what he has planned before going to bed last night, if there is no emergency, it will generally be completed step by step, meeting with everyone, eating, drinking, who he faces, what expressions he uses, what words he says, he will usually rehearse it in advance in his mind, so that when the two sides meet the next day, he will be much easier when he wants to achieve the goal he wants. Wang Fuxing is now more and more accustomed to Yan Di's practice of using data to analyze things, so that every day he comes back, when he plans the next day, he will record what happened that day, and then score later, below 60 points need to be reviewed and reflected, 60 to 80 points are average, more than 80 points are good, and a full score represents impeccable, his current goal is not big, in the face of different people to meet every day, he generally strives for more than 80 points, and does not deliberately pursue full scores.

Huangfu Lingxi didn't speak, the big eyes of the Lingfu surname stared at Wang Fuxing with radiant eyes, and said bluntly: "What about you?" Aren't you tired? ”

Wang Fuxing was stunned for a while, not knowing how to answer.

Tired?

He didn't think so.

Is it bitter?

In the twenty-five years of his life, how could he not be tired or bitter?

Since I can remember, I have been taught by my grandfather, Bajiquan, hexagram palm, holding a branch to practice swords according to various routines, every move, every style, as long as there is a slight unqualified place in the eyes of the old man, he will be punished to practice ten more times, hundreds of times, every day is a thunderous five and a half to get up, rain or shine, regardless of the scorching heat and winter.

Before going to elementary school, I read "Zizhi Tongjian", read "The Art of War", read it after I went to elementary school, read it in junior high school, and the same is true for high school. Occasionally, he ran out to play with Huzi Yan Di for a long time, and was severely reprimanded by the old man when he came back.

Since he was a child, his life seems to have always been like this, bitter and not bitter, tired or tired, the boring and boring environment has sharpened his calm surname.

Before the end of his freshman year, his grandfather died, and in an almost cruel way, the burden of the Fuxing family was pressed on him.

With Huzi Yan Difang Haoran rooted in the capital, with Wang Fuyu, a younger brother, he struggled for living expenses and tuition fees during the summer and winter vacations.

I have moved bricks on the construction site, washed dishes in a restaurant, worked as a bar waiter, and was splashed with drinks by customers.

It's just a few hundred fucking dollars in wages.

This kind of life, if you say that you are not bitter or tired, who will believe it?

made a rich girlfriend in her sophomore year, went out to eat, and went out to open a room, all of which were paid by the girl named Ye Yuyan, but until she graduated, he didn't ask her for a penny.

At that time, she was willing. So did he.

After graduation, she went abroad, and he also started a business with the one million he heard from Ye Tianting, gritting his teeth and playing with his life to the point of going crazy.

He did it.

She's dead.

Can this result be painless or not?

At that funeral, he knelt, but for the first time he carried the burden on his body, straightened his waist, and held back the crazy resentment in his heart, which lasted for nearly a year, and finally began to turn over.

met Chu Qianyuan, met Xia Qinwei, met Tang Ning, Yu Xiaowen, and even Huangfu Lingxi sitting in front of him.

But until now, he is still suppressing something, step by step.

There are thousands of sufferings in the world, this suffering, this tiredness, this pain, endure it, and get used to it.

Huangfu Lingxi looked at Wang Fuxing, who was in a daze and his face was numb, his heart suddenly twitched for no reason, and for the first time, he didn't pay attention to the food in front of him, but looked at his face, and said softly: "All appearances are false, all the ways are in vain, like dew and electricity, as such." ”

The voice is clear and the tone is cold.

This woman who was carrying a long sword and cultivated Buddhism and Taoism on her back suddenly became strong with a divine aura on her body.

The corners of Wang Fuxing's mouth twitched, hooking up a trace of disdain, and said indifferently: "." ”