C114 It's hard to part when we meet again

Five years later.

At the venue of the finals of the International Games, there was a sea of people.

A young man wearing a peaked cap was walking through the crowd, holding the phone in his shoulder and replacing the battery with the remote control in his hand.

"Brother, are you really not coming to watch my match? This is the venue for the finals. Do you know how many levels you have to go through to get to the finals? Isn't it too cold of you to be so indifferent to your younger brother? "

The man on the other side of the phone said something, but the expression on the young man's face was even more unwilling.

"No, you must come. "If you miss this time, you won't know when you'll be able to see my heroic figure on the field again. Moreover, you haven't come to see me for so many years!"

The young man in the peaked cap changed the battery and fastened the lid. Finally, he picked up the phone in his normal position and began to persuade the people over there.

"Now that the electrical industry is so intense, in a sense, it is also a business opportunity. Just treat it as coming here to investigate business opportunities and look for investments."

In the end, he actually managed to persuade the person on the other end of the phone to change his mind.

"Alright, my afternoon flight will be here soon."

Hearing these words, the young man became extremely angry.

"F * ck, I told you to come over and see me, but you came looking for an investor because you felt like you had suffered a loss. Do you think business is more important or am I? Am I still your brother? "

The man muttered to himself for a long time. In the end, the person on the other end of the phone hung up.

"You …!"

Halfway through his words, his words caught in his throat and left him in a bad mood.

The young man sent a text message.

"When you get to the airport, call me and I'll send you the address of the competition. But don't be too late, otherwise, if you come over after I've finished competing, then there won't be anything worth watching! "

The other side replied with a short message:

"Got it."

The young man hung up the phone and fiddled with his cap dejectedly.

There were crowds of people outside the competition grounds. There were some who came to participate in the competition, and there were also some from Fans who came along with the fan club. Looking from afar, the entrance to the venue was as dark as an ant meeting.

"This year's contestants will be twice as many as the previous years' contestants!"

"Yes, yes! I haven't seen so many people in the past two years, and the momentum hasn't been that great either. "

"It must have been done well this time. All the reporters have set their sights on the champion, but who will be the champion this time?"

"Is there even a need to guess? Of course, it was the Svenking that had intimidated the entire audience last year! He's been the champion for several years already, so there shouldn't be any suspense this year. "

"That might not be the case. Look at the people walking in and out at the entrance of the competition. Maybe some dark horse will appear this year. "

As they discussed among themselves, the young man took off his peaked cap and smiled.

But now, he had an additional calm and reserved temperament.

He simply adjusted his equipment, checked his batteries, and leisurely walked into the hall.

The glass in front of him reflected the participant token on his chest. There were three bright words written on it: Huan Tianzong.

The match lasted all day.

Huan Tianzong's ranking in the preliminary round was relatively last. This round would be held in the afternoon, so he had a lot of time to slowly wait for Huan Jing to arrive.

Every half hour, he would send a text message:

Brother, where are you?

Brother, are you at the airport yet?

Brother, when are you coming? I'm going to start the race in two hours!

Brother, please make a squeaking sound!

Without exception, these text messages were like a stone sinking into the ocean. Other than his own successful beeping, the rest were as if he had sent an empty number. Everything else was calm and peaceful. This made Huan Tianzong so angry that he almost threw his phone.

The current Huan Jing was on his way. He had just gotten off the plane and walked out of the airport that night. The bodyguard beside him anxiously stood guard in front of him, fearing that there was some trackside magazine reporter who would take a photo of his young master.

"Ah Xing, there's no need to stop him."

"But young master, those media outlets are tricky and often lurks in unexpected places. If they take your picture …"

"It doesn't matter." Huan Jing slightly opened his mouth. His sunglasses were huge and dazzling, reflecting a light under the sunlight.

He looked like an American male lead who had walked out of an anime, but his tall stature and indifferent expression.

"I'm not here to discuss business this time, it's okay."

"Then... "Alright then!"

Since the young master had already spoken, the bodyguard did not continue to stop him. He stood respectfully beside his young master and followed him to the private car parked outside the airport.

Along the way, Huan Jing's line of sight fell outside the window.

He seemed to have thought of something and asked:

"How is our business in the United States doing?"

The assistant respectfully replied:

"Our results at the US branch were better than we had planned. Last year's report was just out, five more points than we expected. "This is already quite a good result, when will the board of directors prepare a celebratory feast to congratulate you …"

"There's no need for the celebratory feast."

The assistant carefully examined the expression on his young master's face and found that half of his face was immersed in the sunlight. He was facing out of the window, his eyes slightly closed as if he was resting. The rising and falling light reflected off his face at different wavelength frequencies.

His eyelashes were long when he closed his eyes, and he fanned his face.

This was clearly a man with unparalleled beauty that could be seen from afar. However, the aura he exuded was strong and indifferent. He was not allowed to get close to her, and carried the aura of someone who could take a person's soul away at any time.

"There's no need for a celebratory feast... "Is that so?"

The assistant argued in a low voice.

"But the board members all wanted to celebrate the young master's success. They all felt that you had a good career, and you did so much just a few years after accepting the company."

"Everyone wants to use this opportunity to please everyone. On the surface, it was a celebratory feast, but in reality, it was a gathering of forces. It would also be a good time to see who from the upper echelons would stand on your side … "

The assistant chattered for a long time, but Huan Jing merely gave her a word of advice.

"No need."

Since the young master said there was no need, then there really was no need. The assistant swallowed the rest of his words silently and only replied:

"Alright, then I'll immediately notify the board to cancel it."

The assistant's hands and feet were nimble, the moment he said that, he immediately turned on the computer, edited an email to let Huan Jing have a look, and then sent it to all the higher ups on the board of directors.

The assistant raised his head and took a look at the expression on his young master's face.

"The members of the board of directors have been informed to cancel this celebratory feast. Everyone is very concerned and asked when young master will return home."

Huan Jing said.

"I'm not here to talk business. We'll leave after the match this afternoon. Remember to fly at 10 o'clock at night. "

The assistant was a little surprised. It was just the evening that he left this afternoon. It had been quite a while since he had flown here and returned!

The assistant whispered in his heart.

"Originally, young master's schedule was to meet an important guest in Tokyo, but I didn't expect that all the guests would arrive soon. When young master received a phone call, he changed his schedule and got someone else to meet the guest for him. It's really hard to figure it out! "

None of them knew what exactly was more important than meeting an important guest that made Huan Jing change his itinerary so suddenly.

Once they were in the car, Huan Jing instructed the driver to go somewhere else.

Hearing this name, the assistant didn't look too good.

"It can't be, Young Master!" Are you going to watch a match? "

Where should I go to watch the match? It was fine to watch the live broadcast, but it was fine to get someone to record it. Why did he have to make a trip himself and even delay a lot of business!

The assistant was confused, but didn't dare to say anything.

At this moment, the car suddenly screeched to a halt. The people sitting in the back row all leaned forward as they got used to the momentum. The assistant immediately scolded loudly.

"How did the driver do it?" won't they just drive more steadily? "

The driver in the front row said innocently:

"You can't blame me for that! The child in front suddenly broke into the street. Right now, the zebra crossing is already red. If I wasn't quick enough to react, I would have already ran into him, causing his death! "

The assistant looked up and saw that there was indeed a green light in front of them. However, there was a five-year-old boy walking in the middle of the street with no fear on his face when he saw the car crash towards him.

Rather than saying that there was no fear, it would be better to say that the ignorant had no fear. Seeing the driver stop, the look on her face seemed as though it was natural for a prince to make a commoner kneel before a commoner.

The assistant cursed angrily.

At this moment, one person and one carriage were in a deadlock. The little boy stood on the road without moving an inch. And he didn't move, and the driver couldn't move the car any further. Within a few minutes of stopping, the cars behind were blocked.

The horn sounded one after another, and some bad-tempered drivers stuck their heads out from behind and shouted:

"What's going on with the car in front? Can't you just park in the middle of the road? Is your accelerator broken or your skull broken? "

The driver innocently said:

"How can I not move? It's obviously a brainless kid in front of us, blocking our way. "

That brainless child had been standing there for five minutes without moving. Seeing that, the assistant became anxious. He wanted to get out of the car and give the child a pair of soles!

"Young master, wait in the car for a while. I'll go throw the child on the side of the road."

There were many brainless years here, but this year … The parents were not around, and no one cared. What if such a small child was killed by a car and turned into a meat patty?!

The assistant opened the door of the car and was about to rush over when a girl suddenly rushed towards them. The girl's long hair fluttered in the wind as she ran over.

All her movements were very natural, but on this bright summer afternoon, she had brought a type of filter with her, causing the entire scene to be refreshed.

"Hey, young master, look! There's a girl carrying that little friend of yours away..."

Originally, when Huan Jing's gaze fell outside the window, he did not care about what happened, but after being reminded by the driver, he slightly turned his head, and his gaze swept past them.

However, in the short span of three-quarters of a second, he suddenly froze.

An unknown emotion viciously nailed him where he stood, making him unable to move from head to toe.

This girl was too familiar …

Was it just a coincidence?

The driver, who didn't know what was going on, continued to report on the scene.

"Oh, look, after the girl picked up the little boy, the child actually buried his head in her arms. How strange! "He was a stranger just a moment ago, but now he's turned into a little kitten all of a sudden!"

The driver clicked his tongue and said,

"Actually, this little boy is not that annoying either! Look at how he rubs his hand on that girl's chest. It's pretty soft! "

As he said that, the driver suddenly noticed the change in Huan Jing's expression in the rearview mirror.

The assistant looked at Huan Jing and muttered.

"Seriously... Since his family was beside him, he had to take care of this child and let him run onto the street in preparation for a fight with the car? Fortunately, today, we met such a great man who was hard to find even in this world … If it was any other driver, wouldn't they directly turn into cakes? "

As he spoke, he suddenly felt that the atmosphere inside the carriage was a little unusual. Turning his head, he realized that Huan Jing's gaze was locked on the girl in front.

Young Master rarely looks at a woman this way.

Basically, everyone felt that he might prefer men to women.

"Young Master, what's wrong?" Is something wrong? "