After a while, the car stopped steadily in front of the fox man's company.

Chu Bi opened the door, jumped out of the car, and started running, it was just a matter of a few seconds, and the speed made Ding Zhenyuan a little surprised, but after thinking about it carefully, Chu Bi seemed to be like this when she was a child, impatient and impatient, and she didn't look like a lady at all.

Although that memory is far away, in Ding Zhenyuan's heart, even though more than ten years have passed, it is still as vivid as if it happened yesterday.

Ding Zhenyuan was only sixteen years old that year, and when he had a lot of dreams, a lot of things to realize, and full of fantasies about the future, he couldn't be as free as other children, leisurely looking for dreams, and playing around without trouble.

When he was a child, he was ignorant and thought that his father beat him because he did something wrong, but as he grew older, he gradually understood that his father just didn't treat him as a son.

If you are bullied outside, you will come back to bully him, and if you are wronged outside, you will come back to rectify him, for my father, he is just a tool to vent his emotions.

He had long been accustomed to his father's punching and kicking of him, but at that time, it was rumored that the place where they lived had been purchased by the group and wanted to be used for redevelopment, so his father treated him like crazy.

On the day he met Song Chubi, his father was like losing his mind, and he picked up something in his hand and threw it at him, until his head broke and bled out, and he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

He is no longer a child, he already has enough strength to fight against his father, as long as he wants to, he can completely overwhelm his father, but seeing his father's drunken and delirious appearance, he can't bear it after all, he just pushes his father away with his backhand, turns around and runs.

But where can he go?

Ding Zhenyuan didn't know.

He just walked along the side of the road, walked all the way, out of the alley, and out of the road.

At that time, I didn't know what time it was, but I remember that I could still see a little red glow in the distance, and groups of children passed by, laughing and playing.

If he hadn't met such a father, maybe his childhood would have been so happy, right? Suddenly, an uncontrollable envy welled up in his heart, and Ding Zhenyuan looked at the children who were gradually moving away, and instantly lost his mind.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

It wasn't until a childish voice sounded in his ears that Ding Zhenyuan came back to his senses.

Only then did he realize that a black car had been parked next to him at some point, and when he looked down again, a little girl was looking up at him, looking worried.

Her eyes were round because she was tilting her head, and her eyes were so black and clear that Ding Zhenyuan could even see his own reflection in her eyes.

It was a magical feeling, and he couldn't help but be attracted by her eyes, and forgot to answer her question.

"Miss, if you don't go back, Madame will worry about it again."

Maybe he was wary of strangers, not to mention that he was so embarrassed at the time, and after glancing at him, the driver finally got out of the car and opened the door for her.

In normal times, Ding Zhenyuan may have greeted him with a punch, but after hearing this, it was Chu Bi who frowned one step ahead of him, muttering in his mouth, not knowing what he said, but from her expression, it could be seen that she was dissatisfied with the driver, and she couldn't resist his request, so she had to pout her mouth aggrievedly.

"Big brother, you wait," after saying this, she hurriedly dragged out the schoolbag placed in the car, turned out a small handkerchief, and stuffed it into his hand, "Big brother goodbye, don't fight anymore." ”

The little ghost commanded him, and when he turned around, he accidentally knocked on the car door, completely exposing the fact that he was a frizzy little boy.

It's just that when she turned around and smiled at him, her innocent appearance was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Then when I met Chu Bi again, it was already a month later. How old was Chu Bi at that time? Nine years old? Or ten years old?

Thinking about it, Ding Zhenyuan laughed unconsciously, after so many years, Song Chubi is still the same Song Chubi back then, or the frizzy little kid who encounters things, and has not changed at all.

In fact, when he was sent here, Ding Zhenyuan felt that it was enough, but, for some reason, he couldn't step on the accelerator, and it seemed that his feet also had their own consciousness and didn't want to take him away.

Since this is the case, Ding Zhenyuan thought about it, so let's stay for a while. So I turned on the music, leaned back in my chair, and gently closed my eyes to rest.

The owner of the house in front of him knows that Mu Xia, a mysterious rising star in the advertising industry, defeated the largest advertising company in China among hundreds of competitors, won the advertising case of a famous enterprise, and as soon as the advertisement was launched, it received rave reviews, and jumped from a nobody to a well-known advertising person.

Of course, how a small new company with no background won the opportunity, how it was able to beat the largest advertising company in China, etc., all kinds of rumors and speculations spread for a while.

However, having a topic is just a good means of publicity, and several subsequent advertisements have also been well received, and the name Mu Xia has long been known throughout the city.