- Ruan Luo can be clever at the negotiation table in the business field, figure out every stake, and strive for the greatest benefit for himself. He can also be considerate of making friends and networking, and win every bit of favor for himself......

But these means of communication, to be precise, are actually a means of survival. Moreover, because this kind of ability often requires the constant inner thinking of oneself in an extremely rational position, the mind will be tempered for a long time, and it will be easy to be unfamiliar with the catharsis of some real emotions.

After Ruan Luo lost his father's protection at the age of four, he has been constantly learning these skills to make a living and survive, and he has learned earlier than anyone else. He even managed to cross the borders of his learning journey at the age of seven, and it only took him less than three years to learn the highest business school in Xiaoliang Country.

He has been able to blend in the budding business world of Nanzhao since he was thirteen years old, and in addition to the support of his natural talents and the help of a certain amount of excellent timing, the experience and knowledge he has learned from the first business university can be regarded as the most mature in the business world.

But all along, he actually missed a skill.

That is to face up to the emotions in your heart, and to chase him, to express him correctly and passionately.

So at this moment, although his heart was surrounded by warmth, there was something in his throat that made him speechless. He wanted to say something, but today he suddenly felt that his nerves were being wrenched.

But I didn't feel any real discomfort.

He actually didn't know that he would have such strange feelings because of a long-lost emotion, thrown from Wang Chi, which made his heart subconsciously produce some resistance, and for a while he didn't want to use the expression he usually used the most familiar.

He suddenly wanted to speak at a slower pace than he had liked, which he had been talking at a faster pace. In the past, he wandered and chased in the field of business interests. Long-term overly rational analysis and speech has allowed him to save a lot of conversation templates in his mind, and see who is saying what. It's almost possible to think about your mood and dislikes.

-- I have to say that there is often a need for communication that is not sincere. It can really make people numb in some ways.

If Ruan Luo hadn't learned this way of speaking purely as a means of survival since he was a child, he would not have mastered it as well as he does now, and not only that, but he would even sometimes be troubled by himself - for example, at this time.

What's wrong...... Why can't you say it?

Thank...... No, it's too undesirable to thank you at this time, and I should be thankful. But how thanks? At this time, my heart is full of warm gratitude, can a word of gratitude be contained?

No way...... What's not going to work? That's it...... I use this word every day in front of different people, I don't know how many times I have used it, and the person standing in front of me today is replaced by Wang Chi. It dawned on me that this polite word had been used so thinly that it couldn't carry anything.

In fact, Ruan Luo should probably suddenly realize that he did not understand Wang Chi's words at this time, and his heart was full of warm feelings. Even if it is the best reward for Wang Chi.

Wen is virtuous and martial, but he is often loyal and hard to find, which is probably the saddest thing for a sincere monarch.

Ruan Luo didn't understand what Wang Chi meant, and in fact, Wang Chi really didn't say what he just said with a double meaning. About Nguyen Luo's physical condition. He was genuinely worried. When he thought of the magnificent mountains and rivers in the west, it was difficult to have both beauty and beauty, and he was always a little relieved about Ruan Luo's trip.

The son of the old man was just that, his eyes lowered slightly, and he seemed to see Ruan Chenggang's sick and withered face that he didn't say anything before leaving, but was full of unease.

So after a slight pause in his words, he added: How is your health lately? That's what worries you the most. Qingchuan and Xiling are actually not very good places, the humidity is heavy, the forest is deep and the sun is dark, and it may be difficult for people who are used to the weather in the south to adapt.

Hearing Wang Chi talk about specific things, Ruan Luo finally collected his thoughts, stopped thinking about anything else, and carefully pondered the issues mentioned in Wang Chi's words.

After pondering for a moment, Ruan Luo asked: How does it compare to the Northland?

Ruan Luo only asked one sentence, Wang Chi immediately understood what he meant, smiled slightly, and said: Of course I know that you have been in Xiaoliang Country for a few years, and it is not a harmonious and beautiful place, but the harsh terrain of Qingchuan is different from the bitter cold of northern Xinjiang.

The embarrassment caused by being directly guessed so quickly flashed, and then a novel look gradually appeared in Ruan Luo's eyes.

This is not a small topic. Wang Chi caught the curiosity in Ruan Luo's eyes, and he had another thought in his heart, and smiled slightly, why don't you find a relaxing place, let's sit down and talk slowly?

Although Wang Chi is the monarch of a country, he is busy with state affairs all day long, and he lives in the palace and rarely goes out, so although he is familiar with the construction that takes place in Kyoto every day, if he wants to find it specifically, perhaps it is better to be proficient than lying in the corner of the wall and basking in the sun and dreaming of a luxurious life.

Even Ruan Luo is not a person who likes to enjoy, but when it comes to eating, drinking and having fun outside the palace, he is at least more familiar than Wang Chi.

However, the two of them, who are as close as father and son, will finally walk into a small wonton restaurant on Linglong Street after leaving the bookstore, and they are really recommended by Ruan Luo's two bodyguards.

Ruan Luo has a weak physique and has never been able to drink much. After Wang Chi returned to the palace later, there was a table of folds waiting for him to see, and it was really not suitable to drink. The guards and bodyguards that the two of them each brought with them should always keep their heads clear, and they were not prepared to drink. Especially the two bodyguards brought by Ruan Luo, after vaguely guessing Wang Chi's identity, they never dared to relax their spirits, for fear that something would go wrong, and they would have to bear double risks and responsibilities.

Six men who are not suitable for drinking today finally walked into the small wonton restaurant on Linglong Street together. Originally, I missed the time for lunch, and the business in the wonton restaurant began to fade a little, and it would not become hot again until the evening, but as the six people walked in together, the small wonton restaurant with a small area suddenly became narrow.

The four guards and bodyguards sat at a table, and Ruan Luo and Wang Chi sat at a table. Unlike the diners who sat scattered in the store and were late for lunch, they were ready to have a bowl of wontons to make do with a meal, Ruan Luo's group of six people were staring at their shoulders level, their bodies were upright and their steps were wide, and as soon as they entered the store, they attracted the attention of the shopkeeper and the runners, and soon made those diners squint and take a closer look.

Among these six people, except for Ruan Luo, the other five are all equipped with martial arts. It is self-evident that the two big inner masters tiger gibbon waist, step by step, and introverted rhyme, will attract people's attention. Although the kung fu of the two bodyguards is not as good as that of the master of Ouchi, they have been trained hard by hard work, and they are not ordinary people in the folk martial arts.

After Wang Chi changed his banner to become emperor, although the training of martial arts was not as hard as when he was in northern Xinjiang, he grew up in the border with a bitter climate and environment, and the horizontal sword immediately ran into the field for more than ten years.

As for Ruan Luo, whether he does it intentionally or by nature, he lives a life as clear as water and calm all year round, so although he is often busy at his desk and works hard in the dense digital world like insects and ants, when he looks at people, his eyes are still as clear as a spring water, and as light as a light rain in the late spring of March, which makes people feel friendly and not easy to forget.

Such a group of people seems to be easy to attract attention no matter where they go, so in order to better protect Wang Chi's personal safety, the most suitable place for them should be to find a larger restaurant, then book a private room, and eat quietly behind closed doors.

But they chose to come here because of Wang Chi.

Finally came out for a trip, but for various reasons, he couldn't enjoy the wine, Wang Chi said that he didn't want to go to any private room that was as closed as a box.

So a bodyguard man quickly thought of the place Linglong Street.

Linglong Street has four exits, four entrances and eight corners, although it is demarcated as a block, it is actually like an alley. But the houses here are all homestays, and there are few shops, so the wonton restaurant on the street is mostly a neighborhood business. When the meal arrives, the wonton restaurant is very likely to be full, but once the meal is over, the diners disperse quickly, and this pattern of surplus and shortage is simply not like a profitable restaurant opened by a businessman.

In addition, small restaurants will of course have their own good. In addition to eating, paying money, which are two business things that will be repeated more than 100 times a day, there is a rare casualness and warmth in the small shop.

While waiting for the hot wontons to be served, Wang Chi and Ruan Luo chatted without a word, and inadvertently, he found a piece of paper peeking out of the bamboo basket of chopsticks.

He picked it up with his hand, but saw that it was a paper folded finch, but the quality of the folded finch paper was not good, and it seemed that the finch had lost any spirit.

When Ruan Luo saw this scene, his eyes quickly noticed that there was still some cake powder left on the corner of the wings of the paper bird, and he suddenly smiled and said: It seems to be the oil paper wrapped in the bean cake, I don't know if this is the work of that naughty child.

Wang Chi did not immediately throw it down because he learned that this was something that a child had played, but held the small paper finch in the palm of his hand, and after looking at the front and back a few times, he said with a smile: From this little thing, I seem to see a small wish hidden by a child after repeated chanting.

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