Chapter 117: The Crooked Strike (25)

At ten o'clock in the morning, the top floor of Building D, the tallest building in Y City.

The ancient city stands in front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, looking out through the glass.

Rows of high-rise buildings, intersecting roads, speeding vehicles and pedestrians.

City Y has always been a bustling and busy city.

It seems that everyone, as long as they have a fixed career and a fixed income, can easily belong to this city. It seems that no one, despite standing at the peak of his career, despite making money every day, still can't find a sense of belonging from this city.

This is the most prosperous city in country L, and it is also the loneliest city in country L.

Prosperity is the high development of the material, and loneliness is the extreme lack of spirit.

Gu Gu slowly closed his eyes, and the appearance of a delicate woman gradually appeared in his mind, she was lovely, mature, arrogant, beautiful, strong, and vulnerable.

There are many words in this world that seem to be opposites, but it is these opposing words that sometimes contradict each other.

That woman is like that, flawed but still perfect.

"Dangdangdang" A knock on the door interrupted the ancient city's thoughts.

He came back to his senses, walked back to the boss's chair and sat down, straightened his collar slightly, cleared his throat, and said, "Come in."

The person who came in held a large stack of materials in his left and right hands.

"General manager, this is a report on some recent matters of our platform" He put a stack of materials on the table with a thin left hand, "This is the group introduction information that the chairman instructed me to hand over to you" As he said, he put the thick stack of materials on his right hand on the table.

"I know" Gu Gu nodded, and said indifferently: "Secretary Zhang, you go out first." ”

Secretary Zhang bowed respectfully, left the office, and closed the door.

Gucheng took the thin stack of materials and looked at it carefully, as if he was afraid of missing any of the key news.

After a while, his hand as he flipped through the information stopped on a certain page. The slender fingers ran along the lines of the small lead words, always staying in an inconspicuous position, a short message.

The corners of Gucheng's mouth were slightly hooked, no longer the kind of moderate smile that was polite, but a kind of joy that came from the heart.

"I finally found you" Gu Gu's gaze became softer and softer as he looked at the lines, and his eyes were as soft as water, as if he was gentle when he whispered to his beloved.

Gucheng stood up suddenly, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and instructed the person on the other end of the phone: "Book a ticket to City A for me, the sooner the better." ”

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At this time, it was already evening in City A, and the sky was full of stars and bright.

Dill lay in bed but couldn't sleep, and whenever she closed her eyes and tried to fall asleep, the shrill voice and the loud voice would mingle and burrow into her ears.

The harsh sound weaves into the most difficult music in the world to listen to and plays non-stop in Dill's ears, like two insects silently rushing into the brain, sucking the brain marrow, gnawing on the nerves, and wantonly destroying.

Finally, it was as if everything had reached a tipping point and suddenly exploded.

Dill got up angrily, put on the clothes she had taken off one by one, and forcefully opened the door.

With great force, the heavy mahogany door thrashed hard in the windless space, making a loud "swoop" sound.