Under the clouds

Li Yan took out her mobile phone and walked up to Fang Mu, and handed it to him: "Here, you can call."

Fang Mu took the phone with both hands and expressed his gratitude again: "Thank you."

Li Yan watched him make a call, clicked on the dialing page on the phone, then paused after entering a few numbers, hesitated and clicked twice, and finally showed some distressed expressions.

Fang Mu hesitated for a long time, his fingers hanging above the lit phone screen, and finally stopped his powerless thinking, and pulled up the long sleeve of his left hand with one hand, revealing a string of numbers on the inside of his white and slender wrist.

While watching, Fang Mu re-entered the numbers, during which time he also corrected two wrong numbers.

In the tense atmosphere in the office, Zang Lanbai's cell phone rang suddenly.

After more than 20 minutes, Qi Zhen cheekily squeezed into Lu Jinning's car.

There was a drizzle in the sky, hitting the glass of the car, and after a turning intersection, a figure riding a black motorcycle appeared in the front of the field of vision.

The long hair under the helmet fluttered in the wind behind him, and with the sound of a motorcycle engine roaring, the figure quickly disappeared from sight.

Sitting in the car, Lu Jining glanced aimlessly across the front glass, then retracted.

He suddenly said, "Do you really hold shares in Chateau Tenerai?"

Qi Zhen glanced at him suspiciously, and then replied, "Of course."

Lu Jining said with no ups and downs in his voice: "Then I will give you a piece of advice, sell it as soon as possible."

The car was parked on the side of the road, and Qi Zhen saw the new employee in the office appear at the door of a ramen restaurant opposite.

He came to pick him up, and it turned out to be the same place as Lu Jining.

The action on the other side was quick, and Zang Lanbai handed Fang Mu a helmet, which was tightly wrapped up with only a pair of eyes exposed, and then strode away with long legs and stepped onto the motorcycle.

Neither of them had an umbrella, maybe because they didn't have an umbrella, or maybe it was inconvenient to use an umbrella while riding a motorcycle.

A slightly frivolous smile appeared on Qi Zhen's face: "Is it just him?"

"The relationship between him and Xu Duming is not over. This is just the beginning. From the moment he decides to counterattack, he must be prepared to provoke a bigger counterattack from the opponent. He is obviously not ready yet, but I think it should be soon."

Lu Jining's eyes fell on Li Yan who walked out after thanking Li Yan and galloping away: "The more desperate you are, the more vicious you will be."

Qi Zhen looked away from Zang Lanbai and Fang Mu who had disappeared into the street, and turned to look at Lu Yuning: "What do you know?"

"Your goal is the Xu family?" Qi Zhen guessed, and then quickly rejected himself: "No, it's the collector?"

"But Zang Lanbai, a person who was completely excluded by the collectors, has no power to fight back against Xu Duming, right?" Qi Zhen continued, observing Lu Jining's somewhat intriguing expression, his face slowly softened. changed.

"Yes?" Although Qi Zhen asked aloud, she had already confirmed the answer in her heart intuitively.

"Crack" sound of the car door being pushed open interrupted the enigmatic conversation.

It was Li Yan who came over, Lu Yuning opened the car door and said to Qi Zhen: "Get down quickly, I'm going home with Li Yan."

Qi Zhen said: "It's raining outside, I let my driver go first."

"so what?"

Qi Zhen continued to struggle: "I think I can sit in the front co-pilot's seat. I haven't seen Li Yan for a long time, and I really want to catch up with him."

In 2 minutes, Qi Zhen somehow had a footprint on his expensive suit pants. Standing on the ground under the drizzle, the hair on his forehead was wet by the drizzle, and he looked a bit embarrassed.

"Who is that, how pitiful." Li Yan saw the figure flashing by under the dim light outside the glass window. The car was driving too fast, so he couldn't see it clearly.

Li Yan felt that today he met a lot of people who forgot to bring umbrellas on rainy days.

"Do you need to give him our umbrella?" Li Yan hesitated for a while and said.

Lu Jinning replied without changing his face: "No, I asked just now, and said that I want to experience the nature in the rain."

Feeling the nature, Qi Zhen took two steps along the side of the road, and some mud spots splashed out from the back of his trouser legs.

He took out his mobile phone to call his driver, and after hanging up, he called his assistant, who answered quickly: "President Qi."

Qi Zhen said: "Before February next year, I will sell all the shares of Chateau Natale that I hold."

He seemed to be taken aback for a moment, because as far as his financial assistant knew, the profitability of Chateau Tenerai, and the annual dividends given here are very considerable, because it is backed by the Xu family, even though it was caught in a wave of public opinion some time ago The turmoil, but its economic impact only caused a short-term decline, and it rebounded quickly.

Fortunately, he didn't have the habit of questioning the boss, so he quickly answered: "Yes."

Qi Zhen stood under the eaves, raised his hand to wipe the rain on his face, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, but he always made some loss-making business in the past two years.

"Where's the car?" Fang Mu sat behind Zang Lanbai with his arms around his waist, his voice muffled from the helmet.

"Sold." The front of Zang Lanbai's helmet was decorated with thin and dense drops of water, which somewhat blocked his sight.

Fang Mu has already ushered in another expiration date. This is the second renewal for Zang Lanbai, but after the Volvo was sold, it was only a fraction of another month's renewal fee.

Zang Lanbai took out all his savings and pieced things together to get it together.

Fang Mu behind him didn't ask why he sold it, but said after falling into a long silence: "Motorcycles are also cool, I think it's very good."

Zang Lanbai let out a muffled smile: "It's very stimulating and cool, but it's not a shelter from the wind and rain in rainy and snowy days."

Hearing that there was nothing wrong with Zang Lanbai's emotions, Fang Mu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why did you go out by yourself today, aren't you afraid?" Zang Lanbai asked, and then said, "Is it a bit boring at home? I'm a little busy recently, and I will spare time to accompany you out in a few days."

Fang Mu heard that he didn't blame him for the trouble caused by going out alone and getting lost, but said so, so he hurriedly said: "It's okay, it's okay, I... now I can go out alone!"

His tone was a little anxious, as if he was eager to prove something.

"And look." Fang Mu loosened his arms tightly around Zang Lanbai's waist, then turned his wrist over to show Zang Lanbai his tattoo today.

Because it was just tattooed today, the edge of the number is still slightly red and swollen.

Zang Lanbai looked down, then raised his head but did not speak.

This made Fang Mu a little uneasy.

"Does it hurt?" Zang Lanbai stopped at an intersection waiting for a traffic light.

The skin on the inside of the wrist is thin and tender, Fang Muyou especially, his white skin seems to be shining through, and his blue blood vessels can be seen from it.

Fang Mu was taken aback when he heard the words, does it hurt?Of course it hurts, but Fang Mu is a person who has become good at patience after suffering a lot, and...

"I can't find you in pain." Fang Mu finished his answer, then tightened his circle around Zang Lanbai's waist again, and rested his head on Zang Lanbai's back.

"Ah, then I won't be able to change my phone number for the rest of my life."

Zang Lanbai always likes to say things with ambiguous meanings like joking around like this.

Fang Mu, who is very thin-skinned, usually blushes together at this time, and the moment when he hides under the helmet is no exception.

The motorcycle drove into the community, and the two took the elevator back home. It seemed that the warm lights of the warm little home belonged to the two of them.

After Fang Mu entered the house, he went to the bathroom. When washing his hands in front of the sink, he was careful not to get water on his tattoo. When the water in the tap made his hands cold, he realized that Zang Lanbai had done it for him. The whole family was emptied of supporting him. I don't know if I can continue to pay for the next renewal. Maybe the motorcycle will be sold. When I come to pick up Fang Mu again, will I come on a bicycle?

However, the speed of the bicycle is slow. If it is raining, it may be better to take an umbrella.

The idea of ​​having fun in bitterness appeared, making Fang Mu himself laugh, laughing out loud at one second, but tears in the next moment.