This night is destined to be sleepless. In the dark night, Zhan Min stood on the balcony and quietly looked up at the sky. The stars slipped. "Huh!" He let out a self-deprecating sound, spat out his cigarette roll, snuffed out the cigarette butt with his hand, and slipped it down with his feet, scattered on the ground, scattered among the dotted cigarette butts.

I can't count how many long nights Zhan Min spent like this alone. The balcony wind was very cold, mercilessly across his face, and the man's cold eyes did not carry a trace of warmth, confused and stubborn. In the dead of night, his heart was not as calm as it seemed. It's like a pool of lake water, a pool of stagnant water.

Zhan Min himself doesn't know. What is it that has been struggling for so long and working so long. For the sake of the low-hanging fruit rights that should have belonged to them in the first place? To prove your strength? In order to one day stand at the top of the pyramid and look down at all those who look down on you?

But why, why every time the company faces a predicament, Mr. Zhan is just disappointed. Disappointment after blame. The sentence "Min'er, you have always been calm, why this time...", he didn't know how many times he heard it. I heard that even I doubted my own abilities.

But obviously, after working hard for so long, I still can't grasp anything. Suddenly, Zhan Min's brows furrowed, and his clenched fists suddenly parted. It's like I'm afraid that something will be lost. Probably no one can understand this kind of panic that after working hard for a long time, they can't be recognized, and they can't get anything.

"You're just scared." Zhan Min said to himself. "I'm just afraid to experience the loneliness of giving but not getting something in return. It's just that I'm afraid that I will go all the way and look back and find that I am still alone. "This night, sleepless.

Zhan Min woke up the next day on the balcony. Curled together, the sunlight refracted on his face, slightly curled eyelashes casting silhouettes on his cheeks. Zhan Min opened his eyes, his throat was astringent, and his joints were aching from prolonged curling.

He stood up and prepared for the challenges of the day. Yes, challenges. For him, any time he whispers and asks someone else to help him is a challenge. What's more, the object is Xie Jintang. That arrogant son. From obscurity at the beginning to becoming strong step by step, Zhan Min has continuously improved himself, but he still can't resist the superiority that some people are born with.

Went to take a cool shower. When the cold and biting water poured down, Zhan Min quietly faced the wall as if he was unconscious. He reminded himself over and over again that you can't admit defeat easily, you still have the only remaining dignity in your heart, the dignity that has been trampled on by countless people since birth!

Zhan Min did not go to the company, but went directly to Xie Jintang. He didn't want to face the doubts of the employees of the company, let alone see Su Han, the woman who put him in the current situation. I wanted to ask Xie Jintang to go to the café, because I didn't want more people to see me begging in a low voice. But Xie Jintang refused. The reason is that the company is too busy to get out.

It's ridiculous. Everyone in the city knows that although Xie Jintang is iron-blooded and decisive. In the two years after taking office, the Xie Group has brought it to a new height, and it has become well-known at home and abroad. However, he did dislike the atmosphere of the company. Most of the work is done from home. Now it's clearly embarrassing.

Zhan Min came to the door of Xie's Group Company. The elevator in the underground car park leads directly to the office of Xie Jintang.

Inside the house, Xie Jintang stood in front of the window overlooking the traffic at his feet, waiting for someone who should come. Coming and going, the pace of life in the city is too fast. Even if he has a genius brain and a business wizard, sometimes he suddenly feels stressed and breathless. Not to mention the civilians who are begging for a living on the front line, the small companies that are just starting out, and the busy small staff.

After a long time, the knock on the door echoed in the huge and luxurious office. Xie Jintang sat down on the leather sofa and lit a cigar and said, "Come in."

"Mr. Xie, Zhan Min of Zhanshi Group wants to see you."

"Let him in." Xie Jintang changed his posture and playfully looked forward to what was about to happen. Since I had expected him to come, why beat around the bush.

got off the elevator, and along the way, the whispers of the people around Zhan Min were clearly heard.

"Isn't he the general manager of the Zhan Group?"

"That's right, it's him, I heard, he's an illegitimate child."

"Isn't he very capable? Why is it now reduced to relying on our company's funding? ”

"Hey, who's right? Isn't he an adopted son, of course this kind of thing has to be done by him. ”

Even for a large company like the Xie Group, gossip is still inevitable. Probably gossip is the only consolation in the midst of busy work.

Zhan Min walked briskly. The sound of leather shoes rubbing against the ground was particularly harsh in the strange eyes and annoying words of a group of people. "It doesn't matter, after this difficulty, they still have to look up to you!" He told himself over and over again. But the frowning brow and clenched fists betrayed him.

In the office, Zhan Min got straight to the point: "I hope you will abide by the agreement and not withdraw your investment."

Xie Jintang chuckled, changed his lazy posture, and his eyes were half-open: "Oh? Give me a valid reason. ”

"Our two companies have already signed a contract..."

"This reason is not legitimate!" Xie Jinyan interrupted him. Slender fingers between the cigar a little scarlet. His eyes were full of anger on Zhan Min's face. "I thank Jintang for doing things, when did I follow the regulations?"

At this time, the anger probably can't describe Zhanmin's mood, maybe this is the result of Xie Jintang. Humiliation? Then he has achieved his goal. Zhanmin's teeth clenched. A pair of eyes seem to burst out at any time to burst out of the fire of cannibalism. Hatred, anger, devoured his heart like a beast of prey.

"Could it be that you withdrew your investment in the Zhan clan because of a stiff relationship with Su Han? Even so, if the Zhan clan can't hold on, she will also suffer. Zhan Min said angrily.

Xie Jintang suddenly smiled, and that smile was full of undisguised sarcasm. "You underestimate me too much, never speculate on me with the ideas of ordinary people. Even if your Zhan clan is gone, Su Han and I can watch it the same! ”

It is an oath, a naked oath of sovereignty by men. Zhan Min realized that the deterioration of the relationship between Su Han and him in his plan was all nonsense. Even if this is the case, the Zhan clan is still not immune to the crisis. Who called him Xie Jintang, a man born with a golden spoon in his mouth. A person who is high above and doesn't have to take anyone in his eyes at all. A man who can dismantle a large listed company at any time.

"Go back, I said I won't raise money, I won't necessarily keep my promise, but I will terminate the contract at any time." Xie Jintang no longer bothered with him. The expression is indifferent, and the gaze is like ice. The order to evict the guest has been issued, no matter what Zhan Min says, he will not listen.

Walking out of the building, Zhan Min breathed a long sigh of relief. As if on a mission, and as if he had expected the outcome, he turned and walked away. But why is it still unhappy in my heart, as if there is a stone pressing on me, and the person who is about to be pressed cannot breathe?