Directly and domineeringly across the middle of the road, blocking their way.

The subordinate hurriedly stepped on the brakes, turned his head nervously and looked at Shen Jikong, who opened his eyes because of this sudden pause, and said busily: "Master, are you okay?" A car suddenly rushed out of front. ”

Shen Jikong didn't speak, and his cold eyes glanced at the car that was blocking them.

The expensive black Bentley, at this moment a man came down from above, the man was wearing a simple shirt and trousers, his figure was tall and slender, his face was impeccable, and a pair of peach blossom eyes looked particularly beautiful, but at the moment his eyes were slightly cold, and after a faint glance at his car, he walked over with long legs.

It didn't take long for the car window to be knocked.

Shen Ji looked at him silently for two seconds, and then lowered the window with an expressionless face.

"Mr. Shen." The man stared at him with his eyes down, his hands propped up on the body, and he had a somewhat lazy and casual posture, but it was impossible to refuse: "Is it convenient to talk?" ”

Shen Jikong raised his eyes, and finally met Ming Siran's gaze.

The two looked at each other, and the air seemed to suddenly pull a sense of tension.

Shen Jikong rubbed his watch with his fingertips, looked at Ming Siran, and thought a little casually, although Ming Siran was the first time he saw him, it was not the first time he had seen Ming Siran.

The first time I saw this man was in Luo Qiao's mobile phone.

The man in the photo is a little younger than what he saw at the moment, about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a chuckling girl on his back, and gentle and doting are written on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows.

He narrowed.

Is the first love of childhood sweethearts......

When Shen Jikong looked at Ming Siran, Ming Siran was also looking at him quietly.

The cold and cold man has a dangerous aura all over his body, and his slightly light-colored pupils are floating with fine fragments of cold light.

Shen Jikong's eyes narrowed slightly, and he quickly withdrew his gaze, and said lightly: "I think I have made it very clear that we have no business to cooperate with the Ming Group." ”

"I haven't talked about it yet, how does Mr. Shen know if there is, maybe there will be some surprises."

The man tugged at the corners of his lips, and his tone was indifferent: "I have a minimum judgment, Mr. Ming, please go back." ”

After saying that, he wanted to raise the window of the car, but as soon as he moved, he was stopped by a slender and white hand.

Shen Ji glanced at him expressionlessly, and just as he wanted to say something, his eyes inadvertently swept over the ring he was wearing on his hand, and his expression was slightly paused.

The silver-white ring, at a glance, knew that it was a pair ring with Luo Qiao, and it refracted a bright light under the sunlight, which was a little dazzling.

His gaze froze slightly.

It took less than a second, but it was sensitively captured by Ming Siran.

He glanced at the ring and said slowly: "This is the ring given to me by my girlfriend, Mr. Shen is interested in this?" ”

What Shen Jikong noticed was given to him by his girlfriend.

Give.

He narrowed his eyes, and after a few seconds, he said lightly: "Whether it's business or rings, I'm not interested." ”

After speaking, he didn't wait for Ming Siran to continue to say anything, his expression was obviously cold, and he ordered the driver in a deep voice: "Drive." ”

The car started again, bypassing the Ming Siran car in front of it, and gradually disappeared into the traffic.

Shen Jikong sat in the car, looked at the slender and straight figure of the man who was getting farther and farther away in the rearview mirror, and looked away.

He thought coldly, he really hated this man.