I still have your pendant

Fu Hang couldn't guess why Tang Mingge came to Japan suddenly.

He only knew that there has been a lot of movement in Yuming International recently. Whether it was the completion of a commercial building a few months ago, or the recent bidding for land development in City B, at least Yuming has been the leader in real estate in recent years.

If Tang Mingge came to Japan this time because of Jiang Linge's script, then Fu Hang could only wonder if Yuming International was about to go bankrupt, and that's why the president was so idle.

But now the timing of his appearance in this position was too coincidental, Fu Hang had to suspect that it was Ye Shenyun who called Tang Mingge over.

Looking at Tang Mingge's attitude, he didn't seem surprised when he saw him here, and even came forward to say hello.

"The last time we met, I didn't have time to chat. Lingge has been taken care of by you in the circle recently." Tang Mingge raised his hand in a friendly manner, which was considered polite.

Fu Hang put away his scrutiny, and turned to shake back with a smile, "What's the matter, I like him a lot."

"Mind being together? I'll give you a ride?" Tang Mingge asked, pointing to the secretary behind him.

Fu Hang turned around and took his suitcase, smiled, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

After getting into the car with Tang Mingge, Fu Hang reported the hotel address directly, and then sent a message to Li Que to report safety and briefly talked about his current situation.

He probably guessed that Tang Mingge invited him into the car this time because he must have something to discuss with him, but he didn't know what material he had here that was worthy of the person in front of him personally inviting him into the car.

Fu Hang insisted that apart from the resource conflict with the brokerage company that will serve Jiang Lingge, he did not have much involvement with Tang Mingge, nor did he have any business contacts with Yuming International, except for Ye Shenyun's only communication with the script. In addition, Fu Hang and Tang Mingge can be said to be two parallel lines that they don't want to meet. Fu Hang doesn't understand what this person wants to do.

"I heard from Wang Yi that you like my cat very much?" Tang Mingge sat next to Fu Hang and said calmly.

Fu Hang was stunned for a while before he remembered what Tang Mingge was referring to and nodded, "Cats are beautiful."

"Thank you." The two words were polite and distant.

Fu Hang sat there and played a few rounds of Tai Chi with Tang Mingge. The two of them didn't talk about the main points, nor did they involve Ye Shenyun's script.

Fu Hang speculated that maybe Tang Mingge really wanted to thank him for giving him a ride, but this reason was obviously untenable.He doesn't like this kind of conversation very much, and the conversation with speculation is not suitable for him, especially in this kind of situation where you can't guess what the other party is trying to do.

The car was still driving on the road, and there was still a distance to Fu Hang's hotel. Fu Hang didn't know how many times he would do Tai Chi like that, but he was more or less numb from the beating, but he still barely managed it.

He knew that it was a businessman's habit of negotiating, and he could get some moderate information by playing Tai Chi a few times, but Fu Hang didn't understand what Tang Mingge was trying to trick him into with questions like household registration checks.

After going back and forth like this for a few rounds, Tang Mingge suddenly said, "I'm looking for someone."

Fu Hang didn't answer, but pricked up his ears to listen.

"His name is Yu Hui. He Qusheng told me at the press conference that day that he was in Canada. I went there a week ago, but I couldn't find him. All I found was his ticket purchase record for the Yukon Territory," Tang Mingge continued. That faint rhetoric, "But I can't figure out why he would know where Yu Hui is."

"I'm sorry to have played Tai Chi with you for so long just now, but after asking for a long time and getting no results, I'll just say it straight."

"Yu Hui and I met in high school, and I thought I understood all his relationships. Because he was an orphan before, I sent someone to investigate after he left. I can guarantee that Yu Hui has never had a relationship since high school. I have come into contact with people like He Qusheng. But why he would know where Yu Hui is, I can't figure it out. He said Yu Hui didn't want to see me, and I probably know the reason, but now I can't even find him, so where can I get entangled These." Tang Mingge said, still looking neither sad nor happy, and his tone was still cold, and his emotions could not be heard at all.

"Is he important to you?" Fu Hang asked aloud, meeting Tang Mingge's calm eyes.

"It's very important, the most important person." Tang Mingge said, the sharp lines on his face softened suddenly, and he looked at Fu Hang.

"I will find him, or as long as you are willing to wait," Fu Hang said lightly, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, "If there is anything I can help with, you can ask. But I hope you won't call me next time Tai Chi has been going on for so long, the way of negotiation is a bit inappropriate for me.”

Tang Mingge smiled at him without showing any trace, and nodded.

It was almost night when Tang Mingge sent Fu Hang to the hotel. The two left each other's contact information and said goodbye.

Fu Hang probably guessed what kind of existence that Yu Hui was to Tang Mingge, the person who could make a cold face paralyzed for a moment of tenderness was probably not only his close relative but also his lover.

Fu Hang dragged his suitcase and walked towards the hotel, thinking about it with a smile, he didn't know what expression he would have when he mentioned He Qucheng, if he used to, he probably wouldn't think about these questions at all, but now he feels this shy thought from time to time The taste that comes out is quite strange.

It's probably because I haven't been moved for too long, Fu Hang thought.

Fu Hang went back to the hotel room that he had reserved. The window and balcony of the room faced the sea and were wide open.

The spring sea breeze in Japan always carries the sweet smell of cherry blossoms, and there is an indescribable coolness that falls on people.

Fu Hang was probably a little tired, so he threw his head on the bed, but he didn't sleep.

He suddenly wanted to send a message to He Qucheng, asking how he was doing, but he held back the moment he took out his phone.Probably because playing Tai Chi with Tang Mingge aroused his different memories, which made him feel a little too soft for a while.

Fu Hang vaguely remembered that he was playing Tai Chi with others. It was still in his freshman year. At that time, He Qusheng took him to conduct business negotiations on a cooperation project. Both of them were young, and they didn't even know that they were tricked because of the profit and cost. It is not proportional at all, and the amount of income has shrunk severely, leading to the failure of the cooperation case.

So when He Qucheng went back, he was scolded by He Yaohua as a matter of course, and while being scolded, he winked at Fu Hang who was standing by and said it was okay.Because in fact that business negotiation was more about Fu Hang talking.

At that time, he was also proud and arrogant. Relying on the mentality of showing off when he just learned something, no matter what the other party said, Fu Hang deliberately dug holes, but he didn't know that his statements at the time were inconsistent, and he could tell the flaws at a glance.

Fu Hang is the type who is not suitable for doing Tai Chi for others, because if he tells a lie, he will be trapped in a cocoon, and his thinking and logic cannot keep up, so he is not suitable for business negotiations.

Although there were business negotiations later, He Qucheng would still take him with him, but He Qucheng never asked Fu Hang to say a word.

Now that Fu Hang thought about it, he was sitting there with He Qucheng, which seemed a bit idiotic, because he didn't have to do anything or say anything, but just stayed by his side.

Thinking about it now, Fu Hang didn't dare to say that He Qucheng liked him at that time, because when this idea came to his head, Fu Hang's mouth curled into a wry smile.

Fu Hang understands that the few words and behaviors in the relationship can never withstand excessive interpretation, because when recalling, the person who is really caught in the relationship can't get out.

After all, in memory, some maliciousness can also be interpreted as kindness, and some sincerity can also be disguised. Once the mask of subjective factors is put on, it is difficult to recognize the facts.

Now that Fu Hang was lying on the bed, thinking of the thoughts that popped up in his mind from time to time, he suddenly felt that it was not unreasonable for Li Que to persuade him not to fall again. Isn't he falling into the abyss now?As for the one waiting for him below, Fu Hang didn't know whether it would be Thorny Earth Thorn Heaven or another He Qing Haiyan this time.

The next morning, Fu Hang got up and sent a message to Ye Chenyun, asking when he would have time to meet.

Li Que probably also greeted Ye Chenyun in advance, and Ye Chenyun replied quickly, and made an appointment for the afternoon of the day after tomorrow.

So after the first two days in Japan, Fu Hang became a little idle.

In fact, he has been to Japan many times, and the attractions he should visit are actually pretty much the same. This time he came half as a vacation, so he didn't let other people accompany him, and he didn't even find someone to talk to for a while.

Fu Hang suddenly missed Jiang Linge's noisy temperament, at least he would never feel bored with such a person by his side.

In Fu Hang's own words during those two days, he felt that he had a comfortable life, except that no one talked.

He sleeps in the room until he wakes up naturally every morning, goes to the restaurant he inquired about before noon to eat something, habitually nests in the lounge chair on the balcony to read a book in the afternoon, and takes a walk on the beach next to the hotel alone after dinner.

The only feeling for Fu Hang in a foreign country is that there is no need to pretend, and everything is natural. Although he still meets a few tourists from his own country from time to time, he must admit that he enjoys such a waste of time and lives as he pleases.

It's uncomfortable to think about it, he was originally a person who could do whatever he wanted, he liked it or hated it, and he never concealed his temper, but he was forced to be like this by life, and he couldn't tell whose fault it was for a while.

In this way, Fu Hang managed to sneak away for two days, and on the third day, he went to the coffee shop where he asked Ye Shenyun to meet.

Ye Chenyun seemed to have arrived a long time ago. When he saw Fu Hang coming in, he called him directly in Chinese. Seeing that he still looked like a ruffian, Fu Hang couldn't help but walked over and joked, "Recently I heard that you released Li Que's pigeons, she Send me to kill you."

Ye Chenyun heard "haha" a few times, then changed hands and pushed the script that seemed to be written in front of Fu Hang, and accepted Fu Hang's joke, "Then please let me go, I also want to have a living? "

Fu Hang picked up the script in front of him and flipped through it casually, and asked, "Didn't you say you wanted to choose between me and Tang Mingge? Don't choose?"

Ye Chenyun smiled, stretched out his hand to call the waiter, and changed the topic: "What do you want to drink?"

Fu Hang ordered a cup of mocha, then looked at Ye Chenyun: "If you don't tell the truth, I'll take the script and leave first."

"You'll find out later, I not only have an appointment with you today, but also someone surnamed Tang." Ye Shenyun took a sip of the fruit tea in front of him and raised his eyebrows, "This matter can't be rushed, I will give you the script You, are you still afraid that I will fail if I run away? Let me tell you something else first. "

Fu Hang casually glanced at Ye Chenyun, but didn't ask any more questions.

Fu Hang naturally knew that Tang Mingge was in Japan now, and he was not surprised that this person in front of him would ask Tang Mingge to come over today. He was surprised why Ye Chenyun gave him the script without saying anything, even though his relationship with Ye Chenyun was there. , but Ye Chenyun has never been a person who likes to give favors to others. On the surface, he looks foolish, but in fact he is used to repaying him. If you want to take anything from him, you must give him something in return.

Sure enough, not long after, Fu Hang heard Ye Shenyun ask: "What's going on with your brother recently, little Fu Hang?"

The author has something to say:

Fu Shunshi: Let me ask you, what's the situation.

Ye Seembo: Mine is obviously you.

He Ruoji: I love your situation.