There is a group of rats that live in the sewers, and they have to get out of the sewers every night and go to the fixed trash cans to find food.

One day, when they were looking for food in the garbage can, a wild cat suddenly appeared, and the group of rats dispersed in a hurry, but there was a mouse that did not run away as long as it was not fatal, and the result can be imagined.

Practice brings experience, I have to say that Qin Dajun has been a paparazzi for seven years, and his experience is quite rich, he knows what plot to use and what language to use to catch the attention of others.

The two days of irregular revelations have made netizens more and more suspicious of Zheng Wuming, and most of those who came to support Zheng Wuming have also been dumbfounded, and only a small number of them are still insisting that Zheng Wuming is innocent. But Zheng Wuming didn't come out to explain the situation for two days, so that this small group of people even fought back a little weakly-

Switzerland, in the office of Thunder Investments.

Zheng Wuming sat behind the desk, his face was a little haggard, he rubbed his dizzy head with his hand, looked at the computer screen, and showed a helpless wry smile on his face.

Ruthless, this trick is too ruthless.

Although he didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that Yan Murong's trick was too bad. This guy had already prepared everything and was waiting for himself to come to the door, but he just ran into it.

"Bang bang bang!"

At this time, there was a knock on the office door, and after Zheng Wuming shouted to please come in, Song Xueli pushed the door and walked in, but looking at his panting appearance, it seemed that he had run all the way.

"Zheng-Zheng Shao, the old chairman is here." Song Xueli said urgently.

"Old chairman?" Zheng Wuming was stunned for a moment, and then he understood that the old chairman in Song Xueli's mouth was his grandfather. It's just that he was very surprised, why did grandpa suddenly come at this time? And I haven't called myself for the past two days to explain anything.

"Where?" Zheng Wuming asked.

"It's downstairs." Song Xueli said.

"Let's go, come down with me and pick it up." Zheng Wuming hurriedly stood up, tidied up the somewhat messy suit on his body, adjusted the expression on his face, and walked quickly towards the door.

Although he was embarrassed by Yan Murong's actions, he still did not lose that pride in his bones, and he didn't want his grandfather to see his decadent and helpless expression.

As soon as I walked to the elevator door, the elevator made a soft "ding" sound. The elevator door opened, and Mr. Zheng, dressed in a white Tang suit, walked out of the elevator accompanied by two bodyguards in black suits, holding a cane.

"Grandpa, why are you here?" Zheng Wuming hurriedly walked up, hugged Old Man Zheng's other arm, and asked with a smile. "You're physically tough, but you can't run this far."

"Let's go to the office and talk about it." Old Man Zheng said expressionlessly, no matter his face or tone, he couldn't hear any emotion. That's it, which makes Zheng Wuming's heart even more uncomfortable. He knew that the old man was disappointed in him.

When he went to France to see Yan Murong, he didn't call Old Man Zheng to ask, but now that the old man is here in person, even if he doesn't say it, he knows why.

Helped the old man to the door of the office, waved Song Xueli and the two bodyguards away, pushed open the door and walked in.

Helping Old Man Zheng to sit down on the sofa, Zheng Wuming made another cup of tea and put it in front of the old man, and then suddenly bent his knees. He fell to his knees with a "bang".

There was silence, and there was a brief silence in the office.

Seeing Zheng Wuming kneeling, Old Man Zheng didn't speak, just stared at Zheng Wuming for a while, then sighed and shook his head lightly and said. "Get up."

"I'm sorry Grandpa, I disappointed you." Zheng Wuming didn't get up, lowered his head, and said in a deep voice.

"Get up." Old Man Zheng sighed again, leaned forward, grabbed Zheng Wuming's arm and pulled him up from the ground, and said. "You're right, I'm disappointed."

Seeing the old man's eyes, Zheng Wuming really didn't know what to say, so he could only sit down and wait for the old man to continue.

"Nameless, remember what I told you?" Old Man Zheng asked in a deep voice.

"Yes." Zheng Wuming nodded. "You said that I should not be in a hurry to do anything, calm down."

"Yes, that's what I told you." Old Man Zheng nodded and said. "But you still didn't listen to me."

"I'm sorry, grandpa." Zheng Wuming apologized again.

"Don't say you're sorry." Old Man Zheng interrupted Zheng Wuming's words and said. "I just want to know, what's wrong with you? It's not the same Zheng Wuming as before - you start to become impatient, you can't hold your breath, and you don't think too much when you do things. ”

"I—"

Zheng Wuming opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say a word.

He didn't know what was wrong with him, he had met any opponent before, he could deal with it calmly with a smile on his face, until he beat the opponent to the end. But since he met Yan Murong, he found that he was controlled everywhere, and gradually, he became like this.

"Because you're panicking." Old Man Zheng said suddenly. "You were frightened by Yan Murong's methods."

"I didn't—"

"Listen to me." Old Man Zheng waved his hand and motioned to Zheng Wuming not to speak. "You didn't lose to Yan Murong, you lost to yourself - conspiracy or yang conspiracy, this world is nothing more than this yin and yang two means, but Yan Murong's means do not have yin and yang, in the past, you were used to taking one step at a time and seeing ten steps to do anything, and you could see any back road clearly. He's different, he does things one step at a time, and when he doesn't take a step, no one knows which way he's going, and he doesn't know if he's going to take the left foot or the right foot first. That's why you're losing everywhere -- and you're panicking when you lose too much. ”

Jiang is still old and spicy, the fox is still old and cunning, and Old Man Zheng's words directly explained the reason for Zheng Wuming's failure.

Yes, Zheng Wuming was a little panicked, he was a little caught off guard by Yan Murong's series of methods, although he tried to stabilize the situation, he was still worried about becoming a sinner of the Zheng family in his heart.

"What should I do?" Zheng Wuming raised his head, looked at Old Man Zheng with a pleading look in his eyes and asked.

"No way, it's a foregone conclusion." Old Man Zheng sighed lightly and shook his head. "The Yan family will make a move soon, I don't expect them to stay, but, at least before it is completely irreparable, let's talk to Yan Murong."

"He wanted Thunder to invest, and I didn't agree." Zheng Wuming said.

"I know." Old Man Zheng nodded and said. "If it were me, I wouldn't have agreed—let's go, I'll go with you to France again."