Cen Nan galloped all the way with Youqin.

Passing through the staggered elevated highway in the city center, through the simple cement roads in the suburbs, and then through a country dirt road, you finally come to a huge industrial park.

On the simple electronic induction, a few vigorous and powerful lacquered gold characters: Zhengxing Group.

Youqin got out of the car, looked at the sludge on the chassis of the red sports car in distress, and complained: "Drive slowly, you look at the good car, what has been done." ”

Cen Nan shrugged indifferently: "Let's go back and wash it, it's just a car, but it's just a means of transportation." ”

All right! Maybe in Cen Nan's opinion, a sports car with millions of dollars is the same as a bicycle with a few hundred yuan······

"Vulgar!" Despite this, You Qin couldn't help but pout his lips and shot back.

"Then may I ask my girlfriend, how can I be considered out of the ordinary?" Cen Nan walked over, grabbed a piece of meat on the back of Youqin's neck, and kneaded it lightly and heavily.

You Qin only felt a burst of electricity swept through his body, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes, this person really doesn't care about the occasion! However, the word "girlfriend" sounded really refreshing, she shrunk her neck and whispered: "Actually, there is nothing wrong with being vulgar at all." ”、

Anyway, you're right.

As if coaxed to be satisfied by Youqin's words, Cen Nan let go of his hand, no longer ravaged her, and turned to look at the Zhengxing Group in front of him and said, "Let's go, go in and have a look." ”

"Just go in?"

"Or else?"

You Qin said, "Don't you need a pass or something?" ”

After all, such a large company will never enter visitors at will!

"I said hello before I came, let's go!" Cen Nan took Youqin's hand and walked straight inside.

The doorman seemed to know Cen Nan, and he didn't stop him, but saluted with a sense of ceremony, and Qin sighed: Sure enough, it's a big company, and even the doorman is so professional!

Passing through a gray-white warehouse, in front of Youqin and Cen Nan was an old three-story cement building, sitting north and facing south, with an old and dark appearance, which was obviously much older than the warehouses in the previous row, like an old man who had taken a back seat, standing calmly in the years.

"This is the office building now." Cen Nan lifted his chin.

Youqin was a little unexpected, this is too ······ She couldn't find the right adjective, as the leader of the agricultural and sideline products industry, if not magnificent, at least it shouldn't be so old!

"What does it feel?" Cen Nan asked.

Qin pondered the word: "To tell the truth?" ”

Cen Nan cast a natural expression.

"Like an old man in his last years." There is Qin's honest and euphemistic evaluation.

Hearing this, Cen Nan let go of Youqin's hand and took two steps forward: "You may not have seen it more than ten years ago, at that time it was alone, full of ideals, hard work, accumulation of soil, so many years have passed." Even after going through hardships, he still does not regret it, and the skin does not represent its interior. ”

There was Qin Bu squeaking, waiting for him to continue.

"Who wants to see the end of a hero? So," Cen Nan turned his head: "I want to do something for it." ”

Qin was shocked: "Isn't it rebuilt in the center of the city?" ”

Cen Nan looked at her, and between his eyebrows was the arrogant arrogance of poetry and books: "Time brings true knowledge and insight, and the emotions and meanings contained in this building are incomparable to any place where every inch of land is valuable." ”

"The soul of a building is not in the appearance, but in the feeling of being inside."

"So, you had a plan?" Youqin looked at him, and the tip of his heart trembled slightly.

"Why do you have to go with the flow? Is it inevitable that if you do the opposite, you will fail? I'd like to give it a try. ”

"The newborn, there is a past before there is a new life."

Cen Nan opened his hands, the young man's black eyes narrowed slightly, and his messy hair seemed to shine dazzlingly in the wind, wantonly and with a scendiary fanaticism.

Qin stood quietly behind him.

"I'm 20 this year," Cen Nan raised his head, "I may only have one day of life left today, and I may be able to live for a long time, but it will last forever, even if one day I am gone, it will still stand here, instead of me, instead of you, watching the changes of the times, the ebb and flow of the tide." I want to be the master of it, and every silhouette and line of it is born under my hands! ”

In the early spring, when it was warm and cold, Qin was shivering, as if she was in a blazing furnace, and the tongue of fire was raging, licking her whole body, stinging every inch of her skin. What was boiling in his chest was unprecedented passion and self-confidence, at this moment, pride, arrogance, and conceit seemed to have turned into flashpoints, and Qin rushed forward, hugged his neck, and shouted loudly with all his might: "I want to be with you!" ”

"Anytime, anywhere, hand in hand!"

Cen Nan stretched out his hand to cover Youqin's hand, his eyes were gentle.

In front of them, the old concrete buildings were silent and wise.

Overhead, the clouds are rolling and the warm sun is shining, witnessing everything.

At this moment, young and frivolous, why not?