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Lying trough, this son of a bitch, what kind of abacus is he doing in his heart?

Don't you really want to end up in bankruptcy?

Zhou Jing finally couldn't help but dial Song Li's phone call. After a few calls, Fang was connected. Zhou Jing took the lead and said, "Oh, Hello, my president of song University, you are willing to answer the phone at last."

Song Li apologized and said, "sorry, Lao Zhou, I accidentally turned my mobile phone to mute, so I didn't receive your call in time."

As soon as he finished, he asked, "you've called me several times. Is there anything important?"

Zhou Jinglian said in a hurry, "it must be something important. It can't be more important."

Song Li, "tell me, I'm listening."

Song Li has said this. Zhou Jing naturally said all the things about Hongda robbing the project recently. "Lao song, do you think Lao Sheng is really crazy?"

This matter, Song Li also know, he is not to Sheng You Ting called, but the other side is just cold light to him three words, concise and comprehensive, "you don't care."

What he wants to do is often too lazy to explain.

And he and his brother for so many years are not in vain. What he wants to do, even if he doesn't explain it, is very clear in his heart that he doesn't need to say more at all.

Song Li held the finger of the phone and unconsciously tightened it. Then, he sighed deeply, "you said, I know that he is not crazy, he has his ideas."

It's not crazy? What makes you crazy Zhou Jing was angry and heartache, "what's your own idea, the idea of dog day? He looks like a dog, but in fact, he is a complete madman."

"Anyway, I'm so angry that I don't want to talk nonsense. In a word, Lao song, the relationship between you and Lao Sheng is the best. Do you have the heart to watch him go on like this and the prosperous times go on like this?"

"You'd better come here and persuade him to help him in the prosperous times. He probably only hears what you say. He can be crazy, but we have to pull him. We can't watch him go mad."

I can't describe it. I can't help but close my eyes

Zhou Jing Lying trough, old song you can't manage, who can manage? We can't just watch the flourishing age decline and go bankrupt? "

"This is a flourishing age. Shengshi is not an ordinary small company, but the painstaking efforts of Laosheng for 12 years. How can it go bankrupt?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, and then came song Liyou Long's sigh and an unidentified word, "if, is this what he wants?"

Zhou Jing, "!!"

He also wanted to say something, but the other end said again, "OK, I have something to do here, hang up first."

"Dudu Dudu -"

a cold beep came from the receiver.

Zhou Jing

What do you mean one by one??

One madly gave up almost all the projects to Hongda, and Song Li, who was most concerned about Sheng You Ting, can't he control the affairs of Sheng Shi and Sheng You Ting?

Who doesn't know, he song Li is an old lady, broke his heart for Sheng You Ting?

I'm not used to being a mother now.

What's the meaning of his last sentence?

What does it mean, if, that's what he wants?

Laosheng doesn't really want the company to go bankrupt?

What the hell did your mother do? What the hell? Dutchman's sick. He's dying.

"Yes, he is ill..."

The most recent one on the screen with Liu Benxi, who is in the office of Liu Ben's home, belongs to the news section of Chu's home.

Some of them even attached photos of them. They were just perfect, not to mention how well matched they were.

Liu Liu holds Chu Nan's hand in the photo, and her smile is so gentle, happy and satisfied.

She met the man who could trust her unconditionally and treat her as a treasure. Therefore, she would never leave him and return to a ting.

Even if he and Meng Meng wait for a lifetime, they can't wait for her to go home.

Song Li seems to be still talking to Zhou Jing, but more like talking to himself, "he is critically ill and is going to be destroyed step by step..."

"In this world, only one willow can save him, but..."

"In this world, only Liu Liu will not save him..."

Sometimes fate is like this, this kind of tease people, let people in the wrong time, meet the right person, finally, no help

He knows what Sheng Youting is thinking. He knows that he can't control it. He knows that he can only watch and see his destruction

Hongda grabs the project of Shengshi, let them take it.

He can even, hand in hand.His daughter has been bullied. Chi bin wants to make such a statement. He uses the whole flourishing age and 12 years of hard work to fulfill his wish

He doesn't care about anything.

All he cares about is a willow.

When I returned to Shengyuan, there were snowflakes in the sky.

The garage is freezing, Sheng Youting gathers his scarf.

About one meter eight, a man full of masculinity everywhere, with a pink scarf belonging to a girl around his neck. It looks strange, but it is mixed with sadness.

Liu Liu left this scarf.

He held the scarf in his hand, and time seemed to return to the night before she left.

That night, she was angry, ignored him, directly wheezing turned to the villa, under the feet of the pace, because of anger and stride quickly.

He quickly got out of the car, even the door was not closed, then he chased up, "Liuliu, you wait for me!"

He was tall and had long legs. He was just about to catch her hand when she suddenly turned around and stood on tiptoe.

At the same time, he felt a warm neck, the whole respiratory system, is a woman's body light fragrance.

It turned out that she put the scarf around her neck, and half of it, like a red line, tied them together.

He looked at her in disbelief. She was smiling at him, her eyes bent, her smile warm, "is it not cold?"

His eyes, only her smile.

Full, full of her smile.

But in the end she left.

How long has she been gone?

For a long time, he couldn't feel his heart beat, but he couldn't think of it.

Not far away, Meng Meng rushes from the garage and looks around him.

"Are you looking for her?"

Meng Meng nodded her head clumsily.

"She didn't come back today."

Meng Meng immediately drooped his head, and in the extreme disappointment, he let out a cry in his throat, "um..."

He raised his hand and touched its head. "It doesn't matter. Maybe she will come back tomorrow..."

Mengmeng immediately raised her hand and looked at him with bright eyes full of hope. "Ow --"

"go, go home..."

A man, a lion, go home together.

Waiting together, a she who won't come back at all.