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If she chose a word to describe An Ruyou's personality, she would definitely say "slow heat". She would sometimes think that she was just like a person from the last century, when interacting with others, she would rarely let her guard down just because of her initial impression or because of something to completely trust others.

A long, long time ago, she would unconditionally pay with a smile for the sake of someone else's candy. Ever since he left for the Qiao Family, everything had changed. This was the first time Qiao Ruo Lu realized that there was actually someone who was full of ill will towards someone, and there was no need for a so-called reason. For example, no matter how good Qiao Ruoyou was to her, if he gave him all the candies, he would just throw them on the ground and crush them. At that time, Qiao Ruoyou watched Qiao Ruoan leave complacently, and she thought about why she would waste such a sweet candy.

Of course, it was not only Qiao Ruoan who had contributed so much to making An Ruyou so slow and hot, there was also another person who had contributed greatly, and that was Xiao Ling. Every time An Ruyou thought of this person, a bit of bitterness would always surge out of her heart, as if her chest of seasonings had been overturned.

After returning to the company, He Chengyu left, and he returned to his own office.

"Hello, mister. I am Xiao Ling, I have contacted you before. I am the person in charge of this project in Shaw's."

The other party nodded nonchalantly, "I got it. What are you doing here?" Sign a contract? "

Xiao Ling uneasily rubbed his hands together, "I'm here to talk to you, can we lower the price a little?"

"You're also here to talk about the price. I've already said it is cheap enough, do you not understand human speech?" The man roared at Xiao Ling impatiently.

Xiao Ling took out a fine cigarette from his pocket humbly, "Look at the heat of the day, smoke first. In the future, I'll always bring it to you." Actually, the last time Xiao Ling came here, he had already seen the pack of cigarettes on the manager's desk. A few boxes of unranked cigarettes, and one box was even almost completely opened.

The person in charge's expression seemed to soften as he received the cigarette, "You're still considered sensible, but our boss said that we should earn some money if we don't bargain, right?" We, the staff, are not obligationists either. "

Xiao Ling nodded his head and bowed, "You are right, I will have to trouble you again. Look, I am here on behalf of the Shaw's, a famous construction company in the city. If we can lower the price a little, our CEO might be happy, and we can sign a long-term contract!"

"A long-term contract doesn't work. We have already signed a contract with the Ann's. It's all for our company, from purchasing materials to supplying supplies. Now that the project is about to end, we have these leftovers to sell to you. I've already talked about the price myself, so I'll ask the boss when I get back! "

Seeing that things had changed, Xiao Ling was very happy, "Thank you, can you please do it as soon as possible? Shaw's's side is about to start, I can't keep up with the materials, nor can I explain it to the company."

"I'm not deliberately dragging it out, just recently, look at the end of Ann's's museum project, we will be busy for a while just with the press conferences and promotions, and everyone will be happy. If you come to bargain, do you think our boss will give you face? I'm thinking for your sake too. "

"Yes, yes. It's better that you think things through carefully. Please do your best to make use of this matter. The benefits you get after completing the task will definitely be yours."

The man and Xiao Ling looked at each other and laughed.

After exiting the main gate of the company, Xiao Ling sat down on the side of the road with all his might.

In fact, everything he said just now was true, and the reality was even worse than what he had said. His father urged him to find a new partner as soon as possible, and the price was even lower than before to finish this unimportant project, while his brother Xiao Yi just sat back and let things go.

"If the company you've found can work together for a long time, then let them work with your brother on the municipal building project!"

Even after working hard for so long, he still ended up marrying someone else.

Xiao Ling looked at the dazzling sunlight above his head and felt a headache. He was unwilling to return to the company, so he looked at Xiao Yi who was standing in the middle of the crowd and said, "It's been hard on you, little brother".

It was like a lofty emperor looking at a toiling minister and saying, "It's been hard on you, my beloved."

However, Xiao Ling wasn't the type of person who was willing to be under others. He was clearly born from the same father, and with such a disparity between them, he only felt more and more unreconciled.

Xiao Ling did not always complain about the heavens and earth, but sometimes, reality was too cruel, perhaps it was too incomprehensible, or perhaps it was exhausting. Xiao Ling had never felt so weak when he looked at the dust that was lifted up by cars. Reality was like a huge black hole, making him unable to breathe.

"Why are you still sitting here?"

Xiao Ling turned his head to look. It was a person who had been sitting in the company without saying a word to Xiao Ling. "Hello."

"It's hot, isn't it?" The man sat beside Xiao Ling, "You look very tired."

Xiao Ling nodded his head, then shook it, "I'm very tired, let's take some time to busy ourselves!"

Only then did Xiao Ling have the time to size him up. That man was slightly younger than Xiao Ling and had a head full of hair that was longer than an average office worker.

"It's not easy," the man introduced himself. "My name is Luo Minghao, I just came to work at this company."

"Your surname is Luo, could it be that you are?"

"Yes, this company belongs to my dad, and now they're forcing their way onto my head." Luo Minghao sighed with grief.

This Material Company was not a small scale company. When Xiao Ling first chose to attack from this company, he saw that they had goods that were several times better than the company that his brother Xiao Yi worked with. Not to mention the fact that their prices were relatively lower, the only thing that was disappointing was that their company did not require people to buy them. They did not worry about selling them, they only wanted to sell them large orders.

"With such a good thing, why aren't you happy?" Xiao Ling did not say anything else. If it was his father, he would have given all of his resources to Xiao Ling by himself.

Luo Minghao looked into the distance, "What I want, he will never understand."

Thinking that it wasn't a bad thing to have friends with someone like this, and returning to the company wasn't anything urgent, Xiao Ling prepared to play the role of a bosom friend. "What do you want? It's hard for the older generations to understand the thinking of our people. Maybe if you tell your father, he'll understand what you want. "

"What I yearn for is to be a wandering painter. When I woke up in the morning, I wanted to paint, so I drew from day to the early morning. At midnight, I suddenly wanted to go to pick up the wind and leave before daybreak."

Xiao Ling came to a conclusion silently in his heart, "This is simply a young man of literature and arts who doesn't eat the world!"

"I told my dad about my dream. He just thought it was lazy. Isn't it right that I want to control my own life?"

Xiao Ling comforted him and said, "Maybe you are just slowly warming up. For jobs, you are the same.

"I was sick of my father's life. He often went out to socialize since I was very young, leaving mother and me behind to eat alone at home, and every time I called him, he would always say that he was busy," Luo Minghao said with a wry smile. "I only found out later on that he had someone he loved deeply, that that person only had his own family, and their love can never walk under the sun.

"Do you hate him?" Xiao Ling also stopped thinking about fun things and immersed himself in his words.

"I don't hate him, everyone has the right to choose their own life that they like. The reason why I don't want to enter this circle is because I'm afraid that one day, I will be forced by my family to marry a woman that I don't like or dislike. Having a child is too cruel."

Xiao Ling thoughtfully said, "Perhaps the ideal life that everyone pursues is really different!"

"Brother, what is your ideal life like?"

Xiao Ling said, "What I pursue," Xiao Ling was a little speechless, he only sought to gain father's recognition and continuously worked hard to surround this matter. After a while, Xiao Ling said, "I probably want to become a perfect person, get the recognition of others, and become someone who is admired by others."

"You've worked hard, brother," Luo Minghao said as he patted Xiao Ling's shoulder. "I'll ask daddy if I could lower the price a little. It's not easy for everyone, I understand your position."

Xiao Ling was extremely happy. It turned out that he had come here empty-handed, and was able to obtain it effortlessly, "I'm sorry about that, you obviously didn't like this job, but you still wanted to work for me."

Luo Minghao laughed and said, "After all, I don't have a choice, so I might as well accept it calmly. If I don't accept it, then Mom will have even less things to give me."

Xiao Ling said, "Then let's work hard together! for a better life. "

"Well, for a better life."

It was almost 2 o'clock in the morning, he had not even eaten lunch, and when he opened the door to the convenience store by the roadside, he entered. The cool air wrapped around him, and the shelf was almost empty.

He looked around the remaining rice shelves.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" The boss of the convenience store came out to ask Xiao Ling.

"Is there any kind of rice covered with cheese?"

The convenience store owner thought for a while and said, "No, but someone would buy cheese and cover the rice. It should be exactly what you said."

When the food was served from the microwave, Xiao Ling saw that he could not eat the rice that he had appetite for. He recalled that in the past, no matter where he ate the rice, that girl would always be able to produce this kind of food, and he didn't even know how she cooked it. He thought that it was provided by the convenience store, but he secretly felt that the current convenience store understood his thoughts.

The hot coffee was still in his hand and the rice was still fragrant, but the girl who had accompanied him to eat was no longer coming back.