Wu Hao's eyes turned, sat down in front of the computer, and opened the search engine: Chairman of Zhengxing Group.

Soon, an encyclopedia popped up and clicked in.

Cen Yixing, male, Han nationality, born in 1963, from City B. Graduated from China Agricultural University with a master's degree in agricultural system engineering and management engineering. He is currently an alternate member of ZG, chairman of Zhengxing Group, and secretary of Group D.

A page of sprinkling introduction, counting the life and deeds of this mysterious chairman. However, Wu Hao's focus was not on these, he looked at the word "Cen" and fell into contemplation, this surname is rare! If he remembers correctly, what kind of newborn person in charge is also surnamed Cen?

Already sensitive and suspicious, he had to think about it more, and hurriedly dialed out a string of numbers, "Hey, hurry up and check, check if Zhengxing has anything to do with this newborn, and start from here to check." ”

There was a flurry of responses on the other end of the phone.

Wu Hao hung up the phone, calculating in his heart: If there is really any unsightly relationship, then the result of this bidding is really unknown······

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Youqin, who had planned to go for a meal, was finally sent back to school by Cen Nan.

On the way, Cen Nan received a call from his father, and he didn't tell You Qin what it was, but just said that they would have dinner together in the evening if they had something urgent.

Qin is quite a little interested.

Until the car stopped at the door of the dormitory, he was still nestled in the seat and couldn't lift his spirits.

"I'll be back soon after I'm done, soon." Cen Nan rarely coaxed her with a good temper.

Youqin pouted and didn't speak.

"I said, my temper has been growing lately!"

Have it? Youqin thought about it carefully, it seemed that she had always been submissive in the past, and rarely wrote her emotions on her face to show others.

"Hmph." Youqin didn't deny or admit it, he only snorted twice.

"Hum what?"

"Hmph."

Cen Nan smiled, leaned over sideways and hugged Youqin's waist: "You want to hum another one?" ”

Youqin felt that he had always listened to him, and he couldn't let him down this time, "Hmph." Two more times.

Cen Nan looked at Youqin, who was slightly red in her arms, her skin was fair and delicate, her big eyes were wrapped in thin eyelids, and her curled eyelashes made her look very soft.

"How long, so seductive."

Cen Nan joked with a wicked smile, and his subordinates rubbed Youqin's waist twice, Youqin only felt a burst of electricity surging, and all the little tempers instantly disarmed and surrendered, and said softly: "What are you doing!" ”

"What do you say I'm doing?" Cen Nan raised his eyebrows and was suave.

"You're either kneading or pinching all day long, pervert!" Youqin pinched Cen Nan's dishonest hand and complained.

"Then you're still losing your temper with me?"

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Youqin rolled his eyes, "Okay, don't lose your temper, okay?" ”

Cen Nan kissed Youqin hard, and directly squeezed her cheeks out of shape with great force, "Good." A hoarse coaxing made Youqin's heart melt into a pool of spring water.

"I'm leaving." Qin opened the door and got out of the car as if he was running away, and if she didn't leave, she was afraid that she would stick to him like a dog skin plaster.

"Come here," Cen Nan shouted behind her.

Qin turned around, and he was incomparably handsome sitting in the car, this was her man.

"Go to me at night." Cen Nan's tone was orderly, not negotiable.

Still, "Okay. Youqin nodded in agreement without hesitation.

I saw that her heart was sharp, and after hearing her response, she tore open the vivid rice nest, smiled like the rising sun, and captivated the country and the city.

The two who only had each other in their eyes didn't notice that in the hall of the dormitory building, Mi Lian clenched her fists, her sharp nails pierced her skin and pierced her palms, but she didn't feel the slightest pain. Everything from two years ago comes to mind, why is it so difficult to hold his hand and walk side by side with him? Why is his smile never for her? Why is it that someone gets in the way every time?

Around, people came and went, everyone looked at Cen Nan's sports car, and there was a shy Youqin who was talking about it, or jealousy, or envy, or blessing, or joking.

Mi Lian turned a deaf ear, at this moment she had completely forgotten the warning of Cen Nan on the phone that day: if there is one Zhou Yu, there will be a second ······ It's just man-made!

With a cold smile, Mi Lian turned and went upstairs and went straight to the dormitory.