Mu Sirong and Zhong Hui will fight and taunt each other, but they have never moved, and the way to decide the victory or defeat is impossible to fight, so what else can it be?

The "First Battle" that will be held, they have experienced it many times, Zhong Hui has never won, and it was because of the loss of the battle with Mu Si Rong that they gave up the ownership of the LV store to Mu Si Rong. Zhong Hui hated this method very much, and the more she hated it, the more she wanted to win.

Hammer paper, paper, scissors, when two people have a difference of opinion, this method is relatively fairest.

Mu Si Rong won as a matter of course, so he was ready to sing, and Zhong Hui went to pay the bill.

Mu Xirong ordered a song from Jay Chou's "What kind of man", he has heard this song countless times, but he has never sung it. Now he wants to sing, because he has always felt that he is not a man enough in terms of feelings, especially for the people in the north.

He didn't know if Zhao Yuqing was waiting for him, if so, he didn't want her to wait any longer, if not, he wouldn't wait any longer.

Because his heart is to the north, he has been ignoring the feelings of the people around him. After Zhang Ying heard him sing this song, his originally rippling heart completely fell, and the love in his eyes became stronger. Sihan has had the idea of retreating since she saw Zhang Ying, Zhang Ying's beauty, she is ashamed of herself, not to mention that there is a person she has not seen, presumably she is above herself in every aspect.

As soon as the song is finished, it is time to leave.

Zhang Ying drank a lot of wine during dinner in the evening, and later drank two glasses with the fat man, and the drunkenness was deeper and his eyes were foggy. Walking was a little unsteady, and she was paralyzed in Mu Xirong's arms, soft as boneless.

She reached into Mu Xirong's ear and whispered, "I want you to send me back tonight."

Mu Xirong didn't look at her, and said casually: "It's okay, you can send me next time."

Mu Xirong sent Zhang Ying home, and Sihan could only hand it over to Zhong Hui and Xiao Yun.

No one noticed that there was a person standing on the KTV name plate on the roof of the building, silently watching them. The man's position was so conspicuous that he could see it when he looked up, and for some reason none of the people around him noticed him. He seemed to be one with the night, and it was like air that was impossible to catch.

Sihan saw it, and only she saw it, and she recognized that person, who was Xiao she had just met. She rubbed her eyes vigorously, and when she looked closely, the name tag was already empty.

The car was filled with the smell of alcohol, and Zhang Ying leaned on Mu Shurong's shoulder, wondering if he had fallen asleep.

Sihan looked at the street lamp outside the window, ignoring Zhong Hui's eyes, Xiao Yun crawled into her ear and whispered.

"You like shhh

Xiao Yun said that the fight was to let Mu Si Rong send her home.

Sihan didn't speak, his eyes fell as far away as possible, so that tears would not overflow his eyes.

There are always many people and things in life, and in the end, it is fate to come together, and what you can never see again is fate. Some people, maybe two people are not destined to be together in this life, but his appearance affects our attitude towards the world.

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August is coming to an end, and time flies very quickly in the midst of the busyness. The regular office meeting at the end of the month was held as scheduled, but it was a little more concise than before. Zhong Hui reported on the overall situation of the company in August, Sihan commented on the management work, and the managers in each region did not make a report, so they did things hastily. Zhong Hui closed the video conference and waited for Mu Xirong to give instructions.

Mu Xirong didn't care about the company's affairs at this time, he had been paying attention to what Gao Feiyang had done in the past two years, and he had estimated what level he had reached from some things.

The office was as silent as a winter night, Mu Shurong fell into deep thought, Zhong Hui and Sihan couldn't bear to interrupt, but were disturbed by a phone call.

It was an unfamiliar number, with a strange and familiar voice, which he hadn't heard in two years. The other party is Gao Feiyang, the person he is going to face off.

Gao Feiyang said: "Things have been done very beautifully recently, Zhong Hui has made great progress, your performance really surprised me, you haven't made a move for 2 years and are still so steady."

Mu Si Rong said lightly: "Is there only this left between us?"

"Aren't you ready to think I can have anything else?"

Mu Xirong explained: "If I want to go to the north, I naturally have to settle the matter between us first."

"Or is it because of her?" Gao Feiyang smiled. "I used to think you were naïve, but now I start to think you're doing the right thing."

Gao Feiyang is an extremely confident and arrogant person, no one can change his mind, but he has changed, Mu Xirong is puzzled by his change and wants to ask for clarification.

Before he could ask, the other party had already hung up the phone.

Mu Xirong was silent for a while, and said to Zhong Hui, "When do you plan to get married?"

Just now, he was still talking to Gao Feiyang on the phone, and now he turned to ask him when he would get married, and his thinking spanned so much, Zhong Hui couldn't help but wonder if the pervert had a multi-core brain.

"Didn't you say okay, let's tie the knot together."

"You don't have to wait for me".

"Just a brother like you, who are you waiting for?"

Zhong Hui's persistence touched him, but at the same time made him feel guilty.

"There's a Champions League game on Saturday night, so you can keep an eye on it".

It was another big leap in thinking, and Zhong Hui couldn't keep up with his rhythm.

"Sihan helped me book a plane ticket to Shanghai next Monday."

"You want to go alone?" Zhong Hui asked.

"You can't help if you go, I'll come back if I lose, and if I win, I will go north."

"You're really in a hurry, let's go together, I'm just taking Xiaoyun to play, Sihan, you can go too, the next step is to develop in Shanghai, let's explore the road first."

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At the top of the Blue Shadow Pavilion on Beihai Island, a person was shrouded in fog all over his body, and he couldn't see his face clearly, he sat on a mahogany chair and slowly tasted a cup of tea.

His voice was long and long.

"The tea in Huaxia is much better than that on the island."

Directly in front of him stood a man, about 30 years old, with his head bowed and looking extremely respectful and solemn.

"If you like, I'll bring you some more."

He took the teacup and looked at it carefully for a moment. The tea in the cup gradually dissolved into a fog, floated into the air, and converged into the shape of a dragon, with a clear crack between the dragon's head and body. He said in a deep voice: "What's the use of some, what I want is the Huaxia Continent, how is the situation over there?"

"There are no big changes, it's just that Huaxia began to pay attention to that young man."

"Why"?

"He made a shot".

"How".

"Judging from the strength shown, it is much worse than the young master."

The man pondered for a while and said, "It's just a small fight, and you can't take it lightly, after all, he is one of the pioneers."

"It's the Lord."

"Inform the young master, don't provoke him unless you have to, and help him if necessary."

The man who was standing was shocked.

"Young master, he has already taken action."

"His people in Huaxia are embarrassed and useful, and he will only startle the snake, you take care of your own people."

After the man exited the room, he took a deep breath, his back wet with sweat.