Sens has a special lounge for students.

The first and second floors are places for ordinary nobles to rest, and the third and fourth floors are the suites of top nobles, and each floor requires an exclusive student card to enter.

Ning Yi entered the corridor on the fourth floor, and the dim roof light cast a faint shadow on her delicate and fair face.

She grabbed the student card that Lu Jiming stuffed into her before leaving, her eyelashes drooped slightly, and her expression was thoughtful.

After finishing the meal, Lu Jiming suddenly received a call from his father, saying that he had come to the vicinity of Shengsi to inspect official business, and by the way came to see Lu Jiming, Lu Jiming asked Ning Yi to find a room to wait for him first, Ning Yi looked at his slightly solemn face and thought about it, and said with a smile that she also wanted to meet the future mayoral candidate, Lu Jiming only smiled and said that it was too early, and his father was more serious and would scare her.

Although his tone was still gentle, but with unquestionable firmness, Ning Yi had no choice but to put this thought down for the time being.

Before she entered Sens, she investigated each of them, and she had also read Lu Jiming's information: her father was a hot figure in politics, and her mother was an unknown actress, and she had been living alone in a low-key manner since she divorced her father in the early years.

Lu Jiming rarely mentions his family, but Ning Yi has an intuition - there must be some secrets in his family.

Some secrets that will turn her on.

Lu Jiming is like a poisonous snake coiled on the side: dark and vicious, it will inadvertently give you a hard bite, piercing your deadly fangs into your skin.

He does not use others as an outlet for violence like Gangwon, but simply takes pleasure in absorbing the torture of others and destroying other people's psychological pillars and psychological pain.

A family that can cultivate such a bad seed must be unusual.

The coming day is long, step by step, she said to herself.

She withdrew her divergent thoughts, her gaze casually sweeping to the rooms on either side of the silent hallway.

Ning Yi, who was going to pick a room at random, suddenly stared at the card in the door in front of him.

It is not uncommon for a student card to be inserted on the door, which means that the room is being occupied in advance.

It's just that Ning Yi looked at the card with his name and inch photo printed on it, and still smiled.

The card surface is neat and bright, even if the light is not good, Ning Yi can see at a glance that Gu Huai is looking at the camera indifferently in the photo above, wearing a uniform with a cold and excellent face, and next to the photo, is the word "Gu Huai" written in bold black seal.

Since the beginning of school, she can clearly perceive that Gu Huai is deliberately alienating herself, staying in the studio all day, and sometimes she glances away lightly when she meets her on the road, which is very cold.

Heh, what to pretend.

The most disgusting thing about Ning Yi is his fake and high appearance, obviously he is bad, indifferent and selfish in his bones, and he has to pretend to be a kaolin flower that does not eat the fireworks of the world.

Ning Yi remembered Gu Huai's work and rest habits: he would usually come here to open a room after class at noon to put his schoolbag and personal belongings, then go to the studio for half an hour, and finally come back for a lunch break.

At this point in time, he was not there, so he left the card here to indicate that the room was being used.

She blinked, snorted softly, and opened the door, pulling the card out of it and throwing it casually at the entryway.

*

A crisp "pop" sounded in the solemn and tidy office.

In the past, he had a "good temperament" in the outside world, and when interviewed in front of the public, he was always organized and smiling, and the smiling and kind Lu Councilor Lu Zhengcheng closed the door, but showed an unknown side.

"You shit!"

Lu Zhengcheng slapped Lu Jiming, and still didn't understand his hatred, so he directly threw the thick documents in his hand at him.

Lu Jiming stood in place, lowering his gaze, and turned his face back, a face that was somewhat similar to Lu Zhengcheng's youth, with a numb and cold expression.

"Look at you! I gave you two months, and you made this hell for me! ”

"How can I leave the work in my hands to you in the future!"

Lu Zheng has a lot of private business under his hands, and he has a strong background, he has great ambitions, and both political and business circles want to win over and occupy it.

But no matter how big your ambition is, you can't compete with old age.

Even if he is unwilling, he has to accept that he no longer has enough energy to fulfill his ambitions.

So in the past two years, he began to train Lu Jiming in advance and let him manage the two companies first, but Lu Jiming's achievements made him very dissatisfied.

Lu Jiming listened to his angry and rapid breathing, raised his eyes and showed a gentle smile to him, and walked forward with a face with obvious slap marks and poured him a cup of tea: "Father, you have a bad heart, don't be too angry." ”

After a pause, he added: "This time I have made the company 15 percent profitable on the basis of the previous year. ”

His demeanor was respectful and his tone was friendly, but Lu Zhengcheng was even more annoyed when he heard his explanation, and directly threw the teacup he handed over on the table.

"What's wrong with fifteen percent! Are you amazing? At the age of fifteen, your brother was able to run three boss companies on his own! ”

Lu Zhengcheng said, and couldn't help but scold him: "It's really a waste that can't be helped." ”

"Not even one percent of your brother's."

Lu Jiming listened to his merciless scolding, the faint smile on his lips condensed into a kind of coldness, and the peach blossom eyes were heavy with broken ice.

But it was only for a moment, and soon he nodded with the usual gentle smile and said, "Father, I will continue to work hard." ”

Facing his smiling face, Lu Zhengcheng was not easy to get angry, and he couldn't get up or down in his heart.

He glanced at him irritably, "You'd better do what you say." ”

Lu Jiming still smiled: "Yes, father." ”

Before Lu Jiming went out, Lu Zhengcheng suddenly stopped him.

Lu Zhengcheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Lu Jiming, I hope you remember how you got this name of yours." ”

Lu Jiming lowered his eyes, and the respectful smile on his face finally couldn't help but disappear inch by inch.

He clenched his fists deeply, squeezing a good word out of his throat.

As soon as the door closed, Lu Jiming walked out quickly.

The afternoon sun shone on him, but it couldn't dispel the coldness of his body.

Finally, he glanced at the room where Lu Zhengcheng was, and he pulled the corners of his mouth, overflowing with a little mockery.

I remember it, I don't remember it.

In short, he now has only his only son under his knees.

The only child.

Yes, Lu Jiming raised his eyes and looked around: the bright sunlight was sprinkled around, the world was full of vitality, and the lingering depression hovering in his heart finally eased slightly.

Because the dazzling brother who weighed him down everywhere had been sleeping in the cold underground many years ago.