Haicheng, Mo Group.
The office door opened, and as soon as Mo Jingshen walked out, he heard movement from his cell phone.
"Mr. Mo, the partners in Hong Kong have been making a lot of small moves in secret recently. As you expected, they want to use the cooperation with the Mo Group to name their names, and then use this to quietly negotiate with other investors... "
Shen Mu walked out of the assistant's room with quick steps. He walked up to him and reported in a low voice.
Mo Jingshen only glanced at him, and at the same time picked up his phone and saw that the message displayed on the phone was a message from Feng Ling.
The man's slender fingers slid across the screen, and a photo popped up on it.
Then, Shen Mu saw Mo Jingshen suddenly stop in front of the office door. He didn't know what he saw on his mobile phone. Shen Mu was about to step forward and take a curious look, but before he could see clearly, Mo Jingshen's mobile phone The screen has gone dark.
"What did you just say?" Mo Jingshen said, his voice lukewarm, and no emotion could be heard.
Not only has Mr. Mo been very busy recently, traveling all over the world on business, his already cold temperament has become more unpredictable than before. Even Shen Mu, who usually walks very close, has to be more careful when speaking.
"I just said that the partners in Hong Kong, relying on the cooperation negotiated with the Mo Group, are now using this to attract investments from all parties, all in the name of our company. You have always been interested in This partner is not very satisfied, and we have already expected that they will be very dishonest in private. Should we take this opportunity to go to Hong Kong to intercept those investments, so as not to cause a bad reputation for the Mo Group."
Mo Jingshen's face was as pale as water, and his eyes were cold and dark: "Send the vice president to Hong Kong, and you will go with us."
"You have been paying attention to this matter. Now won't you go in person?" Shen Mu was surprised. He thought that Mr. Mo had not stayed in Haicheng recently, and the incident in Hong Kong would just go away this time.
Mo Jingshen turned on the phone again, looked at the photos on the screen, and turned the screen off again in an instant.
"Book me the earliest flight to city T."
The man looked at the window outside the conference room door with his deep eyes like ink. The direction facing the window, thousands of miles away, was the location of T City.
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In the apartment in City T, Feng Ling took a can of drink from the refrigerator and handed it to Ji Nuan: "Don't even think about drinking the wine. Come on, have some drinks."
Ji Nuan changed from a squatting position to sitting by the window holding her knees. When she saw the drink Feng Ling brought over, she smiled lightly, took it, opened it and took a sip.
Ji Nuan gently squeezed the drink can in her hand and said in a low and clear voice: "At first, I thought you were a difficult person to get in touch with, but now I find that hard wood like you actually has a warm and heart-warming side that is unknown to everyone. , I feel like you are actually quite good at taking care of others, but why do you always look like you are rejecting people thousands of miles away?"
Feng Ling also had a can of drink in her hand and sat down next to Ji Nuan. After taking a sip, she raised her lips and smiled: "Mrs. Mo just said she wanted to hear a story. Could it be that she wants to hear my story?"
"If you want to say something, of course I'm willing to listen. It's also a good thing if you can help me divert my attention, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to fall asleep tonight." Ji Nuan leaned her back against the window, although there was a smile on her face. He smiled, but his eyes were obviously depressed.
Feng Ling was silent for a moment, and after a moment, she said in a calm tone: "I am an orphan."
Ji Nuan didn't answer.
"No one took care of me when I was very young. In those years, the United States did not manage a homeless child like me who had no nationality or identity. Later, I met a kind-hearted couple. Although they were unable to adopt me, they Send me to a good orphanage in Los Angeles." Feng Ling's voice was very low, as if it was the first time he was talking about his affairs with someone. He was still hesitant when analyzing his past, and spoke slowly: "The orphanage is still there. Yes, but my personality is not very gregarious, and I don’t like to hang out with children who cry all day or be begging for pampering just to eat an extra piece of meat. So when I was thirteen years old, I sneaked out and pretended to be a girl. I sneaked into XI's training base by dressing up as a man, and I coincidentally rescued a manager at their base, so I was able to sneak in."
"Later, during adolescence, my body continued to grow. I would wrap my chest in cloth every day and wear loose training clothes to barely cover my body contours that were different from those of men. In addition, I have a very dull temperament. Except for a few Apart from being a good brother, I didn’t have much contact with other people, and I didn’t behave like a woman. No one ever found out, so I was always doing the same tasks and the same high-intensity training as those men. Later, Because his training and assessment results in all aspects are relatively good, he has gradually established a firm foothold in the training base."
Ji Nuan suddenly laughed when he heard this: "Then how were you discovered later? You are not pretending to be a man now."
Feng Ling's eyes were calm for a moment, and after a few seconds of silence, he suddenly softened his tone and said coldly, "Three years ago, he was discovered during a field mission."
"You have been hiding for so many years without being discovered. Who are you, so capable?" Ji Nuan smiled, holding her chin with one hand, and turned to look at Feng Ling beside her.
Not to mention, if Feng Ling cuts her hair shorter and wears loose clothes, she will indeed be more heroic than many girls of the same age.
"...Nan Heng." Feng Ling obviously didn't particularly want to mention this name.
Ji Nuan was not surprised by this answer, but when she heard the answer, Ji Nuan suddenly looked deeply at Feng Ling: "Last time Nan Heng celebrated his birthday, we asked you to sit in the box, but you Is it because of him that you have been refusing to enter?"
At this point, Feng Ling didn't want to say any more and just glanced at Ji Nuan: "Have you been diverted by me now?"
"Don't worry about whether my attention was diverted or not, but you got stuck halfway through your story. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep even more tonight."
"There is no next story, not now, and never in the future." Feng Ling's expression suddenly faded a lot, and he stood up again and looked at the time: "Are you going to stay here tonight, or go back to the dormitory? ? It’s getting late, if you don’t go back, you’ll be locked up.”
Ji Nuan also looked at the time, and then looked out the window at the lights of thousands of houses, but this apartment was surprisingly quiet at the moment.
"Go back to the dormitory." Ji Nuan stood up, tapped her aching legs with her hands, and walked out without saying another word.
Seeing that Ji Nuan left so simply, he had no intention of staying in this apartment any longer.
It seems that no matter what kind of story, there is no way to soothe her mood.
As Feng Ling followed her outside, he picked up his phone and looked at the word "read" behind the photo.