When the plane landed at the military base on the outskirts of Huacheng, it was close to noon, and the sun was shining in the sky. As soon as Lou Cheng stepped out of the hatch, the bright sunlight dazzled his eyes, and he felt that there were pieces of gold everywhere.
He had lunch with the old couple of Ji's family, and watched them take Lin Que to leave again by plane. Then he took the jeep from the base to a nearby intersection, and saw his assistant Auman, driver Zhao Zhenhua, and a silver-gray commercial vehicle waiting here.
Although it's only been two days, when Lou Cheng sat in his old seat, leaning on the soft and comfortable leather back, looking at the luxuriously decorated small bar on the side, he still felt as if he had passed away.
"This is how people live..." He closed his eyes and sighed.
Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Auman quietly sat diagonally across from him, turned his phone to silent, and communicated a few trivial matters by text.
As the vehicle drove off the elevated road and entered the bustling business district, Lou Cheng suddenly opened his eyes and looked sideways at the street outside the dark glass.
Half an hour has passed since the normal lunch time, but there are still delivery boys in different uniforms rushing on the road, carrying lunch boxes under the scorching sun, looking busy and orderly.
A new shop opened beside the road, and there was a long queue at the door, attracting many people to stop and watch. The business seemed to be very good.
This is the scene of life... There are also such things in war-torn areas, but they are all for receiving "relief food", not for food, for extra desires... Lou Cheng recalled what he saw and heard yesterday, and suddenly felt emotional.
At this moment, Auman followed his line of sight, looked there, and said dutifully:
"For this store, they spent money to hire a lot of people to line up. The model is very successful and many stores have been opened."
Extra extras? Lou Cheng was swallowed back full of sentimentality.
How can I express my emotions
Auman withdrew his gaze and saw that the "boss" looked a little weird, so he hurriedly added:
"I heard from a friend who specializes in this industry..."
After Lou Cheng finished listening, he suddenly shook his head dumbly and laughed out loud, his body and mind seemed to be relaxed.
...
In the afternoon in Cannes, the wind was bitter and the ground was frozen.
Yan Zheke had just finished class, when she received a call from Lou Cheng, telling her that Lin Que had been rescued, that there was no serious condition, and that there might be future blessings.
Lou Cheng didn't mention the specific things on the phone, but only described the Christmas holiday in person.
The girl listened to the string song and knew the elegant meaning, without asking any more questions, she put the textbook in the orange satchel, and walked out of the classroom, only to feel that the sky was blue and the air was high, and the clouds were high and far away, which made people feel broad-minded, with indescribable joy and leisure.
She was walking along the picturesque campus road, and suddenly saw a bouquet of red roses, and smelled the faint fragrance of flowers.
Alfred, with sea-blue eyes, smiled brightly and said:
"Sophia, is it the honor to invite you to dinner?"
He and Yan Zheke have the same mentor, but they are not in the same group. He is handsome with short blond hair.
"I'm sorry." Yan Zheke replied bluntly.
"I've asked, you just go home every night and have no other plans, Sophia, they all think you are conservative and an unattractive girl, but I can see your hidden beauty, and that's not the point , what strongly attracts me is your soul, your wisdom, your demeanor that makes people listen consciously every time you speak, and your way of thinking that always makes your mentor surprise everyone." Alfred couldn't help expressing own surging emotions.
Sophia is Yan Zheke's American name.
"This is your business, it has nothing to do with me." Yan Zheke replied with a smile, then raised her left hand, "See? I have a boyfriend, no, I have a husband. This is our wedding ring."
"Oh, that's impossible..." Alfred cried out in shock.
"I won't deceive others about this kind of thing." Yan Zheke shook her head, intending to get past the other party.
Alfred was silent for a moment, then suddenly shouted:
"I won't give up. Even if I'm married, I still have the freedom to pursue love, and I have the right to break up peacefully!"
Yan Zheke paused, turned his head, took a deep look at him, then took out his mobile phone, called up the tape recorder, and spoke slowly:
"Can you hear me?"
"Yes." Alfred replied inexplicably.
Evidently, my ears have not failed.
"Very good." Yan Zheke nodded lightly, "Then I will formally reject you, and solemnly tell you that any similar actions by you will be regarded as harassment to me, and I will notify you when the time comes." Lawyer, apply for a restraining order, twice if you fail once, and three times if you fail twice, believe me, I have enough ability to bear it.”
"If you doubt my resolve, I can call my lawyer right now."
Alfred was dumbfounded there, not understanding why a normal pursuit would develop like this.
"Sophia, Sophia, aren't you overreacting?" He asked in a puzzled and frightened manner.
Yan Zheke pursed her lips and replied with a smile:
"Excessiveness now can save a lot of trouble in the future. After all, some people can't understand the rejection of others."
"I hope you don't waste each other's time, or I can only sue you for harassment."
After finishing speaking, she half turned around and planned to leave, but at this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of a large stone that had been dug out and was about to be thrown away, so she drew the corners of her mouth and told politely:
"Also, I am a warrior."
Before she finished speaking, she took a step diagonally, still clasped tightly, pulled out her right leg with a snap, and the instep was stretched straight inside the short boot.
boom!
Smoke and dust rose everywhere, and the stone cracked and divided into many pieces of different sizes.
Alfred stared blankly, his eyes full of horror.
Yan Zheke retracted her legs, walked steadily but slowly towards the door, and saw Aunt Du who drove over to meet her.
Opening the car door and sitting in the passenger seat, she didn't rush to fasten her seat belt, she bent down suddenly, rubbing her right foot painfully.
In the past few months, I have only practiced without playing, and my body has become delicate!
The kick just now was so painful that he almost lost his composure.
She took off her boots and socks. Seeing the redness and swelling on the instep, she almost shed tears in "grievance".
Picking up the phone, Yan Zheke sent a message to Lou Cheng "angrily":
"It's all your fault!"
When Lou Cheng got the signal and saw the news, he was in a daze:
What am I doing wrong
...
After returning from the war-torn area and returning to normal life, Lou Cheng continued to plan for Ke Xiaoke's winter vacation.
Because Little Fairy had a temporary arrangement to attend the European Economic Summit Forum for five days, he was thinking about whether to get a visa there, meet up in advance, and travel by the way.
It just happened to be the "mastery period" recently, I didn't sign up for the "War of the Kings" main match, and I didn't have the turn in the top professional competition, so I was more free...
Thinking about the problem, Lou Cheng got out of the business car and entered the club's gate like the previous few days.
At this moment, Auman's cell phone started to vibrate, and a call came in. After she connected, she hummed a few times, then turned her head and said:
"Mr. Lou, Empress Luo asked you to go to her place."
It feels quite formal... Lou Cheng was keenly aware that things were a little weird.
He and Ning Zitong both have each other's phone number and WeChat, and occasionally contact each other. If there is something urgent, there is no need for an assistant to turn around.
In doubt, he took the elevator to the fifth floor, and as soon as he stepped out, he immediately felt a little calm in the atmosphere, which lasted for a long time.
This is the influence of the strong outsiders... While thinking about it, Lou Cheng knocked on the door of Ning Zitong's office.
Ning Zitong's slightly tired voice came out:
"Please come in."
Lou Cheng pushed the door open and entered, and saw this magnificent senior gently rubbing his temples.
"What's the matter?" he asked bluntly.
Everything was fine yesterday.
Ning Zitong showed a wry smile and said:
"Long Zhen officially informed me just now that after the contract expires in January, he will not renew his contract. He will join the Haiyuan Club, which has just been promoted to the top professional competition."
"Why?" Lou Cheng asked subconsciously.
This came too suddenly, right
Although "Optimus Prime" Long Zhen often challenged the "Dragon King" and was beaten to shame every time, it was fun to watch him!
"Long Zhen is also an arrogant person. He wants to prove himself, to prove that he is not a person who enjoys honor under the glory of the 'Dragon King', and is not a strong man who will always be ranked No. 2. This is not something that can be reversed with a few titles. Therefore, he joined Haiyuan and formally led the team as an opponent to challenge Dragon and Tiger. He waited for this opportunity for a long time." Ning Zitong replied with a little helplessness, "Haiyuan also has some military background. , there is no problem in the formalities."
Although this is the foreseeable future, as long as Long Zhen is still unconvinced and still has the ambition to strive for supremacy, it will happen sooner or later, but should it be so fast and so sudden? Lou Cheng's thoughts were fluctuating. He thought of Wu Molian, the current head of Haiyuan Club, an old friend of his master, who called himself an "empty-nest old man", "witch" Qian Hui, "cheetah" Li Yuanqi, and thought of joining them before graduating from university. The famous "banished immortal" Li Xiaoyuan.
With Long Zhen, they are not weak anymore...
Ning Zitong picked up the cup, took a sip, and looked at Lou Chengdao:
"I originally wanted to wait for you to accumulate rich experience in title battles and deepen your mastery in all aspects, and then let you gradually adapt to top professional competitions. Now it seems that you can't wait that long."