Xie Shang looked at the empty room, stunned and in a trance. He sat for a long time, got up and got out of bed, and walked out into the yard.

The cat was lying on the rattan chair basking in the sun, drooping its eyelids and wagging its tail, so comfortable.

Xie Shang walked over.

"Meow."

He bent down slightly and touched the cat's head: "Did she come?" ”

"Meow."

The cat comfortably arches the man's palm with its head.

Xie Shang took his hand away, pulled up his sleeve, and there was a tooth mark on his arm.

He laughed.

Human habits are difficult to change, just like he likes to bite the back of Miss Wen's neck from behind, without force, Miss Wen likes to bite his arm hard every time.

He rubbed the mark on his hand: "Throw it away after sleeping, why is she so ruthless." ”

"Meow."

The hostess fed it, it was full of water and food, and it squinted and dozed off.

Winter is approaching, and the sun is gentle.

Xie Shang raised his hand, slightly blocking his eyes, looking at the sun and the tooth marks on his hands.

There is a nightingale in Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tale.

It was willing to sing to death for the rose on Homer's tomb that would not bloom for it.

*****

KE Headquarters.

Meng Wenting only had one idea at the moment, he was so bold, he dared to "usurp the throne" so blatantly in his own department and under his father's nose.

"What do you think of my proposal?"

Meng Wenting has been tossing and turning for two nights, and he has not yet made up his mind: "Except for the two old men and me, the rest of the committee are not easy to gnaw on." ”

Meng Wenting is also a member of the KE management committee, in terms of qualifications and winning rate, he is no worse than Xie Liangjiang, but for so many years, he has been subservient.

Xie Shang sat on the sofa opposite, casually chatting: "At the partner meeting next week, the members of the committee will be reshuffled." ”

Meng Wenting was shocked: "You want to change people?" ”

How to change? Those who can be included in the KE management committee, which one does not have a few brushes. Meng Wenting couldn't help but look at Xie Shang, he was only in his twenties, so young, but the kind of confidence and calmness in him seemed to be innate, extravagant, indifferent, and able to control the overall situation with ease, which made people couldn't help but be convinced.

"Give me an answer after the conference at the latest." After speaking, Xie Shang got up.

"I have one more question."

Xie Shang stopped.

Meng Wenting asked, "Why did you choose me?" ”

"You are most dissatisfied with Xie Liangjiang."

Xie Shang pushed open the door and went out.

There was just one person waiting at the door, and the two of them met their eyes impartially.

Magnetic fields are subtle.

At this moment, two different magnetic fields collided violently, not blending with each other, not harmonizing, not being people of the same world. One is unwavering, and the other is playful.

Xie Shang raised his foot and walked to the left.

The other party is to the right, just staggered.

The assistant lawyer led the way in front and was polite: "Jiang Shao, please." ”

Jiangcheng snow.

Xie Shang knew that he, an upstart in the Lin North business district, had an intellectual property case in Dongfang Automobile, and he had a hand.

Jiang Chengxue entered Meng Wenting's office, the door was closed, the blinds were closed, Xie Shang glanced over there, and a colleague with full vision immediately came over.

"Lawyer Xie knows him?"

"I don't know."

"He is the new chairman of Dongfang Motor. He came to do the inheritance, and the old man of the Jiang family didn't know if he was dizzy, and the family business was given to an outsider. ”

Jiang Chengxue is not a member of the Jiang family.

At the age of five, he followed his mother, who remarried, and entered the Jiang family. After his mother died, he was abandoned by the Jiang family. Later, the Jiang family didn't know what had happened, so they recognized him back and inherited the family business.

It was sunny for a few days.

Wen Changling has been driving to and from work by herself for the past two days, and she feels that her driving skills have improved by leaps and bounds.

The night shift is at 8 o'clock in the morning, and my colleague came a little late because of something, and it was almost 9 o'clock after handing over the shift with her. Her car was parked in the hospital's underground parking lot.

The dimly lit underground parking lot is really the easiest place to get lost. She couldn't find her car, so she could only press the car keys and look for it one by one.

The road ahead had a slope, and a white medicine bottle rolled down from it. Wen Changling stopped, the medicine bottle was just blocked by her, stopped rolling, and stopped at her feet.

She picked it up and looked at the words on the bottle.

Cure the heart.

She followed the direction where the medicine bottle had come, and went up, and there was also a parking space above, and there was a broken light on the top, it was very dark, and she vaguely saw a figure in the corner, leaning against the wall.

She walked over.

"How many?"

The other party looked up, sweating profusely, his eyes were bright, and he looked at her: "One." ”

Wen Changling poured out a pill and handed it to him, Mr. Veterinarian.

He swallowed the medicine, it should be a perennial medicine, swallowed very skillfully, did not need water, his hands were still holding on to the wall, and his back was slowly straightened. He was tall, on the thin side, not thin, a little muscular.

Wen Changling has never seen an Oriental with such deep eye sockets, and when he looks at each other, he gives people a strong sense of oppression. Maybe because he was not feeling well, he looked whiter than the last time they met, like the goblin who would suck blood in the foreign movies she had watched, and there was a kind of withered "dead air" on his body.

Out of the professionalism of medical staff, Wen Changling asked: "Do I need to call emergency for you?" ”

She remembered the name of Mr. Veterinarian, Jiang Chengxue.

He seemed to have eased up, and his gaze became leisurely and lazy: "I've already called." ”

Still out of the professionalism of the medical staff, Wen Changling did not leave, stayed, followed and waited. There was no talking, no eye to eye, she leaned sideways as a backdrop, just a little bit of refreshment, listening to the patient's breathing.

It's a bit heavy, but it's normal.

In the darkness, a pair of eyes are looking at one place, tired, gloomy, but burning and shining.

"Jiang Shao."

People are coming.

Wen Changling turned his head and left.

Jiang Chengxue's secretary ran over and carefully held him up.

He remained motionless, tilting his head and touching his heart with his hand.

Wow, I feel like I'm sick.

He felt excited, excited like he had never felt before.

It's cold, the update time has changed, don't stay up late, and the next two watches will be changed at night, one more at seven or eight o'clock, and two more at eleven or twelve o'clock.

(End of chapter)