Chapter 111: Start reading

Lu Zhang never expected that she was so decisive and so heartless. A moment ago, she also said that he would be able to muddle the ground for him in the future, but at least it was about love, she didn't give him a hint of hope and a little life. She has to force him to let go, even if he knows that he can't let go, he has to force him to never mention it, and there must be no imagination, otherwise even his friends will fail.
She is too hard. She was so hard.
It turns out that the kindness and integrity she has, the more ruthless.
Lu Zhang only felt the gimmicks, mixed with intense dizziness, and drilled into his head. He was sad, angry, and faintly inferior. He suddenly stood up, stumbled and went out. When Mu Hanxia stood up, he immediately shouted, "Don't come over!" The other person had long legs, and then rushed out of the curtain and out of the restaurant. Mu Hanxia still has Jing Jing here to take care of, and immediately shouted, "Boss, go out and watch him."
The boss is also a friend of Lu Zhang, and quickly led the two out. But the dark wind outside the moon, where is the figure of Lu Zhang?
It turned out that after Lu Zhang went out, he touched his pocket and found that the car key was also pulled inside. There was a taxi drop off at the roadside, and he opened the door and sat in.
The taxi driver suddenly smelled the alcohol on him, and he was not very happy: "Dude, my car is still new. Don't drink alcohol. Go on, go on."
Lu Zhang pulled out a stack of red banknotes from his wallet and smashed it: "Closure you ~ Mom's mouth!"
Driver: "... where are you going?"
Lu Zhang leaned in his seat, took a deep breath, and said, "Go to Xiangshan Villa."

Lu Zhang came here because he vaguely remembers that his family actually had a party today. He is drunk now, but he doesn't want to be alone anymore, he just wants to go to a place with a lot of people and a place with friends.
The taxi stopped at the entrance of the villa in the middle of the mountain. He suddenly laughed, took out the key, opened the door and went in.
Friends are here.
Along the way, many people greeted him, and some people joked: "Well, isn't Xiaolu going to fight for youth, and let us dove? Why would he come again?"
He is not angry, just smiles. Like the one you used to be, you laughed wildly and stubbornly. It's really noisy and lively here. He stumbled to the side of the pool and sat down, playing dice with them.
Keep losing and drink. The more I drink, the more I feel dizzy, the more I drink, the more I think of her every word, my heart is like a knife cut. In fact, 25-year-old Lu Zhang doesn't necessarily love Mu Hanxia much. But this is indeed the first time he seriously loves someone. Not only love, but also a man, admiration for a woman who is deeper and more mature than him. So he was so painful and frustrated.
Stumbled, I don't know how much I drank. The people around seemed to be scattered, but they didn't seem to be. Later, someone noticed something was wrong and whispered, "Did Xiaolu encounter something today, so hard?"
Someone answered, "Is it for the company's sake? I heard that his new website was overwhelmed by Feng Chen."
These few words, Lu Zhang heard the score clearly. He raised his blindfolded eyes, suddenly angered and yelled, "Go to you ~ Damn, what is Lin Mochen! My master tomorrow, tomorrow ..."
The night is so deep, so long. Later, Lu Zhang couldn't remember what wine he drank, who was standing opposite, and what he said. I just felt that this late night, like a dark abyss, finally drowned him.

At two in the morning, Fangyi Group.
When He Jing woke up, he just felt that he wanted to go to the toilet. She opened her eyes with a cracking headache and found that this is Mu Hanxia's office. She was lying on the sofa, covered with a thin blanket. And Mu Hanxia was sitting at the table with a solitary lamp on, and her expression was focused, apparently doing the final preparations for the big event of tomorrow morning.
He Jing quickly went back to the toilet, then sat down on the sofa again, watching Mu Hanxia. She felt sorry and distressed and said, "Sorry, I drank too much and asked you to get me back."
Mu Hanxia looked up and smiled gently: "It's okay. Drink more hot water, should you sleep again?"
Where did He Jing sleep, and shook his head: "I am with you. Where is Lu Shao?"
Mu Han paused and said, "Run away."
He Jing was surprised. Mu Hanxia didn't want to talk too much, and said, "He also drank too much and ran back to the hilltop villa. I just called over and confirmed with his friends. It's all right."
"Oh." He Jing sighed.
Mu Hanxia also remembered what happened between Lu Zhang and Lu Zhang last night. She admitted that she had some pity for him, but her heart was still quiet. She is also not very good at handling the relationship between men and women. She can be smooth and mature, not to hurt the other party, and to be independent. I will meet many people in my life and may be liked by different people. But love is love, not love is not love. She thought it might be better to cut it fast.
Both were silent for a while. He Jing asked, "Can't you tell Lin Mochen's plans for tomorrow? After all, you already ..."
Mu Hanxia replied, "No."
"why?"
Mu Hanxia groaned for a while. How can I explain to He Jing? She probably didn't understand the strategic game relationship between the two groups.
Mu Hanxia said, "He Jing, this is not a matter between me and him, it is a matter between the two groups. What I have to do tomorrow, I can tell you this way, the biggest beneficiary is Fang Yi. The group and I. Maybe even get huge benefits that are incalculable. Feng Chen and Fang Yi, two big groups, are both domestic business leaders. Although they have not been guilty, they still compete in many aspects. It is you. If you are a Fengchen person, are you willing to take out your own customer resources and help Fang Yi jump up without asking for a return and make a huge profit? "
He Jing thought about it and shook his head. She understands. But thinking of the tone on Lin Mochen's phone tonight, I felt uneasy.
Seeing her understand, Mu Hanxia didn't say much anymore. She lowered her head and continued to look at the information. But because of He Jing's words, his mind flew to Lin Mochen. She glanced at her watch. By this time, he was probably asleep.
Actually, she didn't tell He Jing in detail. The first is this plan. She had an agreement with Lu Dong long ago, she will keep it absolutely confidential, and will not leak it to competitors such as Feng Chen. Secondly, she also thought, if he really told Lin Mochen and hoped that he would provide customer resources to cooperate with him, as the chairman of the board, he wanted to promote the whole company to cooperate with Fang Yi, so how can he get along with him? She simply launched the plan first. It looks like she has used Fengchen, but it will not cause any harm to Fengchen, and may also drive sales. Nor will Lin Mochen be embarrassed between the company and her.
A savvy person like him will understand at a glance tomorrow.
He will understand her.
Mu Hanxia continued to work. And the horizon, gradually revealed the white belly.
For a moment, she felt tired, leaning on a chair, looking at the morning and dusk alternate sky, and the earth was gradually revealing its original outline. Xu is too tired, and Xu is because the war is imminent, but the human heart will become empty. She suddenly remembered the past.
I remembered that I went to Hainan to run litchi, and Lin Mochen cut in a knife, which made her lose a lot, and she cried in the night. He also remembered the time when he went to the government to bid, and he stared at her with such indistinct eyes, bowed her head to kiss her cheek, and then drove away with their common goal of struggle.
Thinking of so many days, they embraced, honed, and kissed warmly.
I also remember that night, he stood under the gallery lamp of the hotel, hugging and kissing Xue Ning.
...
The last thing I remembered was the countless dawns and countless evenings since she returned, he stood by the car and looked up and smiled at her. And often this time, what she felt may no longer be the sweetness and impulsiveness of the astringent, but the soul that has been silent for many years and still throbs for him.
She thought, Lin Mochen, I hope you know me.
I hope that every day, every morning and evening, and each night, we will be cherished after each other.