The Secretary-General conveyed Mu Rongheng's situation to Cang'er.

People are really different, Cang'er sighed in his heart, and ordered: "Go, let him come up to eat." ”

This private club is a touchstone, and anyone who can't pass the beauty level can't pass the money level.

Because raising beautiful women requires a lot of money.

Beauty brings men not only physical and visual enjoyment, but also gives them a sense of vanity as conquerors, as if they are kings, enjoying the dreams of fluttering fairies in sweet words.

It can be said that the beauty here is a poppy, and you will be addicted to it once you use it.

Liu Dacheng did not pass.

Cang Haidong also did not pass.

But what kind of cell is this son of his own, he can actually treat a beautiful woman as nothing!

Why is he different? Is Principal Mu so well cultivated or is he stupid in reading?

If books can make people read stupid, why didn't Liu Dacheng read stupidly?

Similarly, why didn't Cang Haidong read stupidly?

They both know to judge the situation and attach themselves to themselves, because they can bring them a better state of life.

Cang Haidong may not have known how trustworthy his Cang'er was, but when he returned to his biological mother, he had a deep understanding. So when he came to him again, he was so grateful that he could even abandon his biological mother altogether to show his determination.

Mu Rongheng has no comparison? Didn't he know that there was an essential difference between his car of more than 100,000 yuan and Canghaidong's 7 million Lamborghini? He didn't know that the townhouse of President Mu's family could not be compared to his single-family mansion in Sheshan? What is it that makes him unmoved by money and beautiful women?

"Tuk! Sincere! Sincere! He was thinking about it when there was a soft knock on the private room door. The secretary pushed open the door and led Mu Rongheng in.

After Mu Rongheng rested, his face was bright, and he looked more and more handsome.

"Sit." Cang'er made a gesture to ask him to sit down.

Facing this self-righteous father, Mu Rongheng felt that he was no longer there, so don't look out the window.

The night scene outside the window is as bright as ever under the neon lights. There was a bright moon hanging in the sky.

He had thought that when he looked at the moon from the 81st floor, the moon would be bigger, but now it looked exactly the same as when he was standing on the ground.

In the eyes of a distant planet, the 81-story building is just a small grass that has grown a little thicker, right?

Compared with the vast universe, human beings are too small, like a speck of dust.

Seeing him looking out the window thoughtfully, Cang Er asked, "Do you know why I made 81 floors instead of other numbers?" ”

At the beginning, he asked Liu Dacheng the same question.

Liu Dacheng replied flatteringly: "Ninety-nine eighty-one is difficult, this is the place to learn from the scriptures." ”

People who have read a little bit of books and read "Journey to the West" all answer like this, not only Liu Dacheng, but also Cang Haidong.

"What do you think, how do others know? According to my thinking, one is great, and eighty-one is multiplied by ninety-nine. Therefore, the 81st floor may imply the meaning of 'ninety-nine to one'. Mu Rongheng replied coldly and continued to look out the window.

He hated his father's condescending approach to asking such childish questions as a successful person.

That's right, son! A smile flashed across Cang'er's face: "Then how do you understand ninety-nine to one?" ”

"Although it refers to 'repeating the cycle', it is not a real beginning, but a new beginning. You may think that your new beginning is heaven and earth, and you can't imagine where the next height is. ”

Cang'er's eyes showed a kind gaze, or the son said what he really thought in his heart.

He confirmed that the 81st floor was his previous summary and his new starting point.

Standing at such a height and starting again, who can compare?

The son's words made him admire, and his son's coldness was more like a coquette, which didn't make him angry at all.

"This is shark fin that has just been caught from the depths of the sea, and it has not been frozen, and it is very fresh, you can taste it." The voice of his voice sounded full of love to me.

To be honest, in the face of my own flesh and blood, the mood is different, and when I look at it, my eyes hurt and my teeth itch.

He really wanted to punish this disobedient son before, and wanted to use Cang Haidong to stimulate him, but how could he really want to hurt him? As a tiger poison does not eat children!

For Cang Haidong, I definitely don't have this kind of love from the heart. Do you understand, my son?

Mu Rongheng looked at the delicate gold-inlaid jade bowl, and the translucent gum like a vermicelli floated in the fragrant soup.

He felt inexplicably sad: human beings are cruel enough! The most ferocious shark in the vast sea is just a meal on your plate!