Cheng Qingning got up the next morning.
According to the contact information on the business card, she made a call, "He special help, hello, this is Cheng Qingning from Bona."
"Manager Cheng, hello." He Sangsang replied from there.
"I would like to ask, where does Mr. Mo live, I will leave in a while."
"At the Mo Mansion." He Sangsang immediately reported an address.
When Cheng Qingning heard this, she was silent, "Okay, thank you."
Going downstairs to the dining room for breakfast, Li Chengyi was already up, he was sitting there in bright clothes, Cheng Qingning was also dressed, she sat down, "Good morning."
"Morning." Li Chengyi answered.
"Madam, your breakfast." The servant brought the food.
The two of them had a meal, but they were quiet and did not talk, and the servant on the side did not make a sound. The way of getting along between them, as if this is the way, is the most accurate wording.
"I have eaten and set off." Cheng Qingning replied after breakfast.
Li Chengyi put down the coffee cup and said, "The car is ready."
"Okay." Cheng Qingning got up, took the servant and handed her coat, and she went out of the apartment.
Li Chengyi sent Assistant Xia to take charge of the whole journey and act as a driver by the way.
"Manager Cheng, today I will be the driver and lead the way." Assistant Xia got out of the car and opened the door.
Cheng Qingning smiled and nodded, and got in the car.
In that apartment, Li Chengyi stood in front of the window, watching the car drive away.
"Manager Cheng, where are you going?" Assistant Xia asked.
Cheng Qingning reported an address, and Assistant Xia drove in that direction. Cheng Qingning looked at the scenery along the road. It was strange, but it seemed to overlap with the memory, only to the street sign, and suddenly the dust was wiped clearly, she remembered it so clearly.
It's here.
The boy took the girl's hand and walked here.
The boy said: Go here, keep going, you can come to my house.
Girl said: It's so hard to find here, it's easy to get lost.
The boy smiled and said: With this street sign, you won't get lost.
The girl asked: What if there is no such sign in the future?
The young man vowed to promise: No, this street sign will not disappear, I will let it stay.
The red light stopped ahead, and the street sign froze in my eyes, as if it was such an eternal place in my memory. It swayed slightly again, and the car was moving again. It had already passed the road sign and went straight to that road.
Ahead, in front is Mo Residence.
That lush mansion is located in a secluded area, like a secluded castle.
Inside the mansion, Mo Zhengyan was also up. He was sitting at the dining table having breakfast, He Sangsang answered the phone and walked over, "Mr. Mo, Mr. Cheng from Bona has already contacted him. She is coming."
Mo Zhengyan had eaten breakfast, and it was already half past nine o'clock.
A message came from the cell phone: Zheng Yan, I'm at the company, what are you doing?
He replied: I have to go out too.
As soon as the message was sent, the butler came to report, "Sir, there is a lady named Cheng outside. She said she was here to pick you up, do you want her to come in?"
"No need." Mo Zhengyan put away the phone, he got up and went outside the mansion.
Outside the mansion, the car stopped at the door, and Cheng Qingning was waiting when she got out of the car.
As soon as the small door on the side of the main entrance opened, Mo Zhengyan walked out. Cheng Qingning looked at him. He was still wearing black and white clothes in private. In the past, he was also wearing a very white shirt and a pair of black school pants, which made him look young. Windy. But now, he is no longer a boy, but he is a more heroic man.
"Manager Cheng is very punctual." His voice broke the silence.
Cheng Qingning raised his eyes and said, "I'm afraid that Mr. Mo will wait a long time. Of course, he must be there on time. Mr. Mo, I am honored to be your guide today. Please get in the car."
Mo Zhengyan got in the car next to Cheng Qingning, and she was also seated in the same car. As for Qi Jian and He Sangsang, they would not be accompanied as assistants. They would contact them again when the play was over.
There are still many urban scenery in Nancheng. As a guide, Cheng Qingning is already ready to take Mo Zhengyan to tour Nancheng. South City Gate, Oriental Plaza, visited these two places in the morning, and had lunch in the garden of Yuqing Garden at noon. In the afternoon, we will continue to stroll around the gardens of Yuqing Garden. The gardens have pavilions, towers, small bridges and flowing water, and an artificially excavated river runs through the entire garden.
Wherever Cheng Qingning goes, he can talk in detail about the source culture of this place.
Those complicated historical allusions can be said clearly, as before, her memory is still so good.
"Mr. Mo, go here..." Cheng Qingning said, and wanted to lead the way again.
Mo Zhengyan didn't move. She turned around and saw him behind, just one meter away.
He suddenly said, "Manager Cheng said in great detail."
"Because I am from Nancheng, I often entertain customers who come to play." Cheng Qingning said.
"Really." Mo Zhengyan answered lightly, "I thought you would never return to Nancheng."
Cheng Qingning stayed still again, "Why don't you go back, Nancheng is a good place, and I was born here."
"I almost forgot, lying is your best." Mo Zhengyan said with a smile.
lie.
Cheng Qingning stared, she smiled, "Mr. Mo, there is no shortage of liars in this world, but there is always someone who is willing to believe."
"That's good." He smiled back and asked again, "When did Manager Cheng come back?"
"When?" She was thinking, thinking, "Two or three years ago."
Two or three years ago.
It turned out that he had already returned home to Nancheng.
Mo Zhengyan had already taken a step forward, and walked past her, "Where are you going next?"
"Here." Cheng Qingning responded and followed behind him.
Looking at his back, Cheng Qingning remembered his questioning eyes: Tell me, all this is fake! Not because of this! Say it!
After visiting the Yuqing Garden in the afternoon, the light also passed leisurely. It’s just this garden, but it’s not the first time to come. That lock bridge is modeled on the romantic capital of Paris, France. There is no Seine river here, but a small river, but the bridge is still full of keys with engraved on it. The names of two people.
I don’t know how many people are locked by the lock of love.
But now on the bridge, looking around, there are still countless locks.
"Have you written your name? Put my name on it."
"Okay, where is the deduction?"
"Here."
A couple of young lovers who are coming to travel are staying on the bridge, and they will close the lock if they buy it.
Mo Zhengyan strolled by quietly, without stopping for half a minute, and without looking sideways.
Cheng Qingning walked behind, she looked at them, the scene was too familiar, it was too real, her steps were suddenly heavy, and the pair of young lovers passing by.
Leaving the Yuqing Garden and rushing back to the city from the suburbs, when it came to Nancheng city, night fell again.
In the car, Cheng Qingning said, "Mr. Mo, now we are going to the Century Building, where we will have dinner and sightseeing at night."
The Century Building is a landmark building in the South City. The shape is very peculiar and majestic. It was jointly designed by Dutch and German architects, and was rated as one of the top ten architectural wonders in the world by Time Magazine. Dinner is the same as lunch, both are silent. After having dinner at the Century Mansion, it went straight upstairs.
That is the top floor of the building, the highest floor, and you can overlook the entire South City. The night view is really beautiful, neon flashing, busy traffic, and vehicles like ants. At this moment, it is really small and incredible. Mo Zhengyan stood in front of the transparent French window, and Cheng Qingning approached from behind and stood beside him.
"Mr Mo, Nancheng has changed a lot in recent years," Cheng Qingning said.
"It's really big." Mo Zhengyan said, "The city is changing, just like people. However, I think some people will not change."
"Do you always talk about yourself?" Cheng Qingning asked.
Mo Zhengyan smiled, "Of course I have changed."
"I don't think it has changed." Cheng Qingning looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows. The lights on this floor were bright, and the night scene was outside. Although the neon flickers and vivid, the night is dark after all, and the lights inside contrast with the darkness outside. The figure of the person also shines on this side of the window.
Vaguely looks like a young man, but it is not at all anymore.
Cheng Qingning smiled and said, "Mr. Mo is still Mr. Mo, the youngest of the Mo family, his status and status have not changed. I haven't seen him for so many years, Mr. Mo is still the same."
"Background identities, these are born at birth, they really cannot be changed. It's just that compared to these externalities, the internals are more important." Mo Zhengyan said, "Manager Cheng, after so many years, you are Nothing has changed at all."
She asked softly, "Really."
Mo Zhengyan looked at the mirror wall, at the night scene outside, and saw their reflections, "It will always be the outside that cares about."
"This world is so realistic. Mr. Mo, you have been in the market for a long time, and you know better than I am sure." Cheng Qingning raised her lips, and she smiled casually, "I heard that Mr. Mo is also married. I don't know when he married Marriage? No news at all."
"The people around you, of course, know it, it doesn't matter, and you don't need to let them all know." Mo Zhengyan replied.
"When did Mohs be so low-key, it's really rare." Cheng Qingning replied, "If I knew it earlier, I should congratulate and give a gift."
His voice didn't fluctuate, "You don't have to be so polite, she doesn't lack anything."
"Of course I know that the wife of the Mo family will not lack anything. The Mo family, such a big family, so famous, how can it be lacking." Cheng Qingning smiled, "I am just a heart, but Mo If I always say that, I won't give it away."
Mo Zhengyan said, "You're welcome."
"Where is Mrs. Mo's senior? Or is it a young wife at home?" She asked, as if an old friend hadn't asked about the current life for many years, "I think I should be a young wife at home, after all, Mr. Mo has such a family. His position is powerful, and he doesn’t need his wife to work hard outside. It’s really enviable."
Suddenly, only in an instant, his eyebrows condensed, and Mo Zhengyan's voice fell cold, "Do you think she is just like you, fancy status and power!"
"She is totally different from you!"