At the same time, Du Jiu Sheng's villa.
Friday, southeasterly wind, slightly cool weather.
Du Jiusheng sat in front of the desk and wrote a word with a pen on the white paper.
Perhaps it is a very common word to many people, but to him it is the most important word in life.
Five years.
He not only had to fight wits and courage with the Murong family, but also with Luo Qianmu.
Because he wanted to know where Luo Qingchen was and her whereabouts.
Even though he knew that Luo Qianmu would take good care of her, he still preferred to keep her by his side.
"Mr. Du, it's almost time for the Golden Triangle land auction." Xiaohe pushed up his glasses and stood aside.
Over the years, the assistants around Du Jiusheng changed one after another, but in the end, the one named Xiaohe stayed with him.
In Du Jiusheng's eyes, he kept Xiaohe by his side because he was smarter than any other assistant.
I will ask about things that should be asked, but never mention things that should not be asked.
"Yeah." Du Jiu Sheng responded dully, go and get ready.
"Everyone who should be contacted has been contacted, but we have no way of knowing the exact amount of the blind guess." Xiaohe said, "But the money has been prepared."
"We don't have to know." Du Jiu Sheng said with a cold look on his face, "But the Murong family can't know."
This Golden Triangle land auction gathered the world's most well-known wealthy people and the most well-known real estate figures in the business circle.
The Luo family, the Du family, and the Murong family are not the only ones competing.
However, the three of them were the most prepared.
"We also tried our best to arrange people to find out the Murong family's secrets, but the secrets were very tight." Xiaohe said: "Even the housekeeper doesn't know exactly what Murong Xiong plans to do."
"It's okay." Du Jiusheng folded the white paper with the words written on it in front of him, put it in the drawer and said, "It's up to people to plan things, and it's up to God to make things happen. Just wait and see."
Over the years, he probably also knew that everything Luo Qianmu had prepared was just for today.
In other words, it can be said that everything the Luo family has prepared is for today.
She was back, although he didn't catch up with her that day at the Du's Building.
But based on what he knew about Luo Qingchen in Du Jiu Sheng, even if she pretended to be like that, it could only be her.
And that little boy, after chasing him around the Du's Building that day, he felt that there was a strange loophole in what he said.
Why did she disguise herself so that she couldn't even see what her face looked like, but the little boy said she was a beautiful sister.
He thought about this matter for a long time and couldn't get an answer for a long time.
But no matter what it was, it didn't matter anymore. The only thing that mattered was that she was finally back.
Even if it was just wishful thinking in his heart, she was back.
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A few days later, it was 8:50 in the morning.
Luo Qingchen put on a white shirt and a gray suitcase.
She completely pulled up her slightly curly hair and put on bland makeup.
Nian An stood aside, wearing clothes that were almost the same color as hers, except that he had a black bow around his neck.
Standing in front of the mirror, Luo Qingchen glanced at Nian An's eyes intentionally or unintentionally.
This was probably the first time that she felt that Nian An's eyes were a little different, with a hint of coldness and an indescribable chill.
"Today is a big event, remember to hold my hand." Luo Qingchen stretched out her hand and said, "Don't worry mom."
Nian An put his hand on Luo Qingchen's and said, "Don't worry, sister."