Huan Jing had been waiting for a long time, from the crowded final scene to several players who had been promoted to see their names on the big screen, and then to the end of the final, everyone quietly dispersed, some with a look of chagrin on their faces, some looking forward to the final game in a few days.

Until the scene of the crowded hall became quiet, the lights fell, and the VIP mat on the second floor began to clean, Huan Jing didn't leave.

I can't see the assistant next to me.

"Well, young master, it's better to do this today. The finals are all over. If you like watching them play, we'll come back to see the final in a few days?"

Seeing that Huan Jing didn't move, the assistant added.

"Or let the organizers change the competition system and change the three round promotion to five round promotion? Two more

The organizer next to him wiped the sweat on his forehead silently, and did not dare to express any more opinions.

"Or eight rounds? Ten rounds? How about 15 rounds and half a month? " The assistant suggested.

Host hair finally couldn't help: "a total of 10 players..."

Even the number of people can't be eliminated

Assistant: "what are you afraid of? You can make the wheel system and resurrection race. The eliminated players come back to life, the alive ones are eliminated, the dead ones come back to life, the alive ones come back to death. Fifteen matches are so exciting and unexpected. People's expectations are endless!"

Sponsor: "the

Huan Jing ignored the bickering between the two people behind him, and his eyes fell on the list in front of him.

On the list are Tang's handwriting, clean and elegant, just like her own appearance.

The name and address are written on it, and a one inch photo of a person is attached. In the column of her personal profile, she didn't fill in anything, leaving a blank that made people reverie.

The falling lights have fallen, just like a movie that has come to an end.

At this time, he continued to sit here, there is not much significance.

But he was still reluctant.

That woman

Even in order to avoid him, even the final did not come to participate in it?

"Can you find any other contact information?" He asked the organizer.

"Who is it?" The organizer's face was muddled. After a long time of reaction, was it Miss Tang?

"No, we didn't collect any more information about this one on our personal data."

Huan Jing didn't speak again, his eyes dropped.

This gently drooping eyes, let the organizer's heart can not help but mention the throat again.

He racked his brains to think about it, and suddenly thought, "don't talk! There seems to be a backup copy! "

Then he turned his head and went to the office to look through it. He managed to find a crumpled piece of paper from the bottom of the box: "because the prize money and prizes for the finals were sent to the contestants' home in person. In order to avoid invalid address, he filled in a spare address at that time! That's it! "

Huan Jing took the paper and asked, "how much is the bonus?"

Organizer: "fifty thousand dollars! It's a good welfare in the circle! "

Huan Jing looked at the address on the spare information, but what he thought in his heart was that Tang Furui's house was a cheap rental house.

When she came to the competition, she could get a good bonus?

If not for her sudden appearance, she probably has the strength to advance to the end, right?

Huan Jing's eyes fell on the column of company address, which was marked with a jewelry store.

Jewelry store?

He looked up at the assistant, the assistant understood: "young master, we are now past?"

"Well."

A few minutes later, they drove away.

On the road, Huan Jing looks at the scenery passing by the window, and can't help thinking of Tang's words.

A young master like you, born with a golden key, should never have experienced human suffering?

In fact, he has too much to refute.

But at that time, I couldn't bear to speak.

……

The top of the financial center.

The assistant, who came in with the papers, was terrified and trotted through the door.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen, that --"

as soon as the assistant pushed in, he saw a young man sitting in front of Mr. Chen. Compared with Mr. Chen, who was sitting at an important meeting, the young man didn't even wear a formal suit. He was wearing a flamboyant red windbreaker, with an open neckline and a faint smile on his lips. He leaned back on the sofa with a cup of goblet at his fingertips.

The red wine in the goblet rippled in a radian, and the color and luster reflected each other in the light. The man's short hair is dyed light jujube red. It's fluffy and blown. The outermost layer of the hair has been waxed with transparent wax. It's soft and clear-cut. It's like a popular little boy in a Korean drama.What emerges from the fluffy hairstyle is a clear and powerful line that belongs to men alone.

It can be said that the outline of the face is just like a knife, sharp, clear, powerful, thin, in the human aesthetic category, has been the ultimate.

The assistant trotted in all the way. Obviously, there was something important to report. At the moment, seeing the scene in front of him, he was a little stunned and at a loss.

When Mr. Chen saw it, he immediately murmured, "Xiao Liu, why are you so flustered? Don't knock! Don't you see Mr. Yan here today? "

Yan xiechen.

The legendary young has been holding the legend of listed companies.

The assistant has heard of his reputation for a long time, and many people in the company talk about him after dinner. But it's the first time I've seen a real person.

I didn't expect that real people should be so out of the dust.

God is not fair enough. Some people are born to be more perfect than others. They have enough qualifications to overlook all living beings and play with the world. In a word, they decide the future of countless people.

"Yan, always good." He kowtowed a greeting.

The man with jujube hair just laughed and didn't speak.

It seems that there is no shelf at all, and it is quite easy-going.

"Xiao Liu, what's the matter?"

Seeing that the person in front of him is not angry, Mr. Chen forgives his secretary. He looks at Yan xiechen's face and rebukes him abruptly: "if it's OK, I'll leave now. Don't delay my interest in big business with Mr. Yan."

Just now, they just talked about a key breakthrough. President Chen is losing, but he is still holding the last card. As long as the land in the east of the city is not lost, the people in front of him should be afraid of him. Although Mr. Chen didn't dare to talk too much, he didn't compromise too much. He knew he was still useful, so he could talk about business.

The little assistant on the opposite side was a little flustered: "yes, I have something..."

If there's nothing wrong, why does he trot all the way here?

President Chen scolded: "what's the matter?"

The little assistant over there trotted over, rubbed Mr. Chen's ear and muttered something.

The more he said, the more wrong Mr. Chen's face became.

"What did you say?"

Mr. Chen's eyes turned to the opposite person.

"Mr. Yan, don't we have a good talk? What do you mean -- "

the young man opposite just smiles and still looks like he has no shelf. The red liquid in the goblet shakes twice.

"What's the matter with Mr. Chen?" He asked with interest.

General manager Chen got pale with anger and stood up. He wanted to raise the volume, but he didn't dare to. Finally, he could only speak bitterly: "general manager Yan has great powers. He just talked with me for a few words. On the other side, he has already sent someone to take away my land in the east of the city. How can I have the confidence to talk with you again?"

In fact, Mr. Chen is about ten years older than the people in front of him. He can be an uncle.

But even so, when we talk business across the table from him, we still have to call "Mr. Yan". Even if we are angry, we can only use "you".

"Mr. Yan, you are really It doesn't give people a way to live. Isn't it forced buying and selling? "

After the last card was easily taken away by the other side, Mr. Chen had no confidence at all. If there were bargaining chips before, now this man tells him with practical actions that you are not qualified to ask me.

The young man laughed and the wine glass was more cheerful.

I don't know why, he is clearly smiling, but it clearly makes people feel that there is an unspeakable chill in the fundus of his eyes. It seems that when his eyes move, there will be some poisoned needles shooting straight out from inside.

Mr. Chen opened his mouth and was dumb.

"Mr. Chen has enough choice. I'll give you time to think about it."

The man stood up and said goodbye politely.

Mr. Chen is sitting on the sofa.

He knew that even if he was given ten times more time to think about it, he had no choice but to cooperate with the young man in front of him.

"Mr. Yan, I I promise Chen took a breath and ended the three hour round-trip negotiation ahead of time.

Yan xiechen left with a faint smile on his lips.

Walking to the door, the assistant who had been waiting outside for a long time calmly and skillfully put on a coat for him.

The coat is the classic leopard print of this year's fashion week.

When he came out of the room, the staff in the cubicle were amazed.

This is the first time they know that a man wearing broken flowers and leopard print is more beautiful, more classic, more fashionable and casual than a woman, with a sense of yuppie.

"Young master, is it a bit too much for Mr. Chen to use the land in the east of the city?" Asked the assistant.

The young man smoked a cigarette.There is a string of French on the cigarette case. I can't see the brand clearly. I only know that when he smokes, every wisp of smoke seems to have been rehearsed in advance. They have found their own angles to make the whole picture full of beauty.

"I've been tired of this place for a long time. What's the matter? I'll spend three hours with you." Said the man, spitting out a cigarette ring, elegant shake off the butt.

If he is still restrained when he talks business and polite when he leaves, his usual dandy's impatience will come up when he comes out of the office.

"The old man surnamed Chen has less strength than one third of Guifeng. I have a lot of partners to choose from. If I don't do anything to show him, he really thinks he has the right to negotiate with me."

With that, Yan xiechen leaned against the wall and asked, "what are you doing over there

The assistant nodded: "I found it."

When he looked up, he accidentally ran into his boss's interesting eyes and lowered his head.

Yan xiechen is a typical beautiful man.

It's not the implicit, obscure and enduring beauty that can be discovered only by seeing more, but the amazing beauty that can grab all your sight at the first sight.

At the moment, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his slender eyes seemed to hide countless water lights and rhymes.

"What did you find out?"

"Found..." Assistant respectfully said, "he seems to have paid too much attention to a girl who showed her face in the e-sports competition. I suspect that they may be old acquaintances and are following suit."

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