Reverse Rebirth 1990

Chapter 1401 1421 [The Song Group, the number one hero]
hotel room--
Bright, spacious and spotlessly clean.

At this moment, as Song Zhichao's accompanying lawyer, Du Chunmei, named "Du Ruila", was holding a thick stack of documents to be signed, and introduced to Song Zhichao the legal provisions in these documents and the main matters that must be paid attention to.

As an experienced person, Song Zhichao has always believed that the law is the best weapon, especially for business, as long as the two parties sign a contract, as long as it produces legal effects, there is absolutely no room for repentance.

"The law is a double-edged sword. It can hurt the enemy as well as oneself." This is what Song Zhichao often said.

Therefore, Song Zhichao will review and review every important document that is about to be signed!

This hotel room is very well furnished, and it can even be described as elegant. The space is not very large, but the layout is wonderful. There is a coffee table and sofa in the middle, floor-to-ceiling windows and wine cabinets on both sides, and the other two rooms are bedrooms and bathroom.

At this moment, Song Zhichao was sitting comfortably on the big soft sofa, drinking mineral water, and listening carefully to Du Chunmei explaining the terms of the contract.

Across the coffee table, the pretty Du Chunmei was wearing a professional suit like that of a Hong Kong female lawyer. The black hip-wrapping skirt fully showed her bumpy figure, and even sitting there gave people a pleasing feeling.

"I think these clauses should be modified appropriately." Du Chunmei picked up the contract, leaned slightly, and pointed out some mistakes in the contract to Song Zhichao.

Song Zhichao nodded, he was [-]% assured and [-]% trusting of Du Chunmei.

Mao Youwang sat beside him and listened.

After a while, he felt the craving for cigarettes, and he was a little restless.

Song Zhichao didn't quit smoking before, and Mao Youwang and him were considered good "smoker friends". But since Song Zhichao quit smoking, people are forbidden to smoke in the room unless they get his permission.

Mao Youwang was born in scientific research and could quit everything, but he couldn't quit cigarettes. He often held a cigarette in one hand when he was working, thinking hard. If he didn't smoke, he always felt that something was missing.

Who was Song Zhichao? Looking at Mao Youwang's expression, he knew that he was addicted to cigarettes, so he pouted, meaning clearly that he could go outside for a smoke.

Mao Youwang no longer had too many scruples, stood up and smiled at Song Zhichao, and then walked out.

As soon as Mao Youwang left the room, he realized that he forgot to bring out the cigarettes. It would be inappropriate to go in and get the cigarettes at this time. It would be a waste of time to buy them.

When he was in a dilemma, Mao Youwang saw Ruan Jun standing straight at the door, and couldn't help asking: "Hello, do you have any cigarettes?"

Ruan Jun froze for a moment, then nodded: "Yes!" He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, but it was still a very good brand.

Mao Youwang thanked him, and then impatiently took the cigarette. Ruan Jun took out his lighter and lit it for him. Mao Youwang took a puff beautifully, feeling like he was alive.

"Why don't you have one?" Mao Youwang smoked, only to find out that Ruan Jun hadn't.

Ruan Jun shook his head: "I don't smoke."

"Uh, you don't smoke?" Mao Youwang couldn't help being taken aback, meaning that you don't smoke, why do you still have cigarettes?
"Help Mr. Song with errands, I need this occasionally." Ruan Jun said coldly.

Mao Youwang nodded. After so many years in the mainland, it has long become a habit to smoke when he sees people.It's just that when he was abroad, those ghosts didn't have the habit of giving up cigarettes, so Mao Youwang always brought cigarettes with him, and he wouldn't let anyone he saw.

Mao Youwang wanted to have a few words with Ruan Jun.

Ruan Jun asked and answered, very rigid.

It made Mao Youwang lose interest, and he only went in after smoking this cigarette.

……

In the hotel room——
Song Zhichao sat on the sofa, listening to Du Chunmei's oriole-like voice, and listening to her slowly analyze the important terms of each contract, it was a great enjoyment.

Especially looking at Du Chunmei's pretty appearance, Song Zhichao returned to the snowy countryside ten years ago in a daze.

At that time, Du Chunmei was still a little country girl wearing a red padded jacket, and the first time she saw him, she called him "Brother Zhichao!"

I also remembered that Du Chunmei often drove the three little pigs at home to look for food on the snowdrifts in heavy snow days.

Thinking of Du Chunmei imitating the big red rooster on the jujube tree, clucking, saying that this is like an alarm clock, preventing people from sleeping late.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

The little girl in the country has become a well-known barrister in Hong Kong.

That filthy attire has also become a youthful fashion.

Time flies too fast.

Song Zhichao was thinking, his mind was in a trance, he couldn't help stretching out his hand, and rubbed the little head of the pretty girl in front of him.

Du Chunmei, who was explaining the contract to Song Zhichao, couldn't help being startled, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't push away Song Zhichao's hand stroking her head.

Instead, she snuggled up, as if she wanted to feel more of the warmth Song Zhichao brought her.

Song Zhichao was startled, and then woke up.

Knowing how wrong he did just now, he hurriedly explained: "Sorry, I was distracted——I remembered the past."

Du Chunmei snorted lightly, and said, "Well—was I still that little country girl before?"

Song Zhichao smiled, "You will always be like that in my memory."

Du Chunmei: "I don't like the way I used to be, and I don't like the way I used to be."

"why?"

"Because I was rustic, ignorant, and backward at that time." Du Chunmei bit her lip, stared at Song Zhichao affectionately with big eyes and said, "I don't like to let you see me in a miserable state."

Song Zhichao was slightly taken aback, and said with a smile: "Actually, I like your appearance at that time the most..."

"why?"

"Because of simplicity."

Song Zhichao looked at Du Chunmei, who was wearing a high-end professional suit and looked heroic, and said leisurely: "The most indispensable thing in a place like Hong Kong is radiance, and the most lacking is simplicity."

Du Chunmei seemed to understand what Song Zhichao meant, "Don't you like my success?"

"I don't know," Song Zhichao said, "I'm very happy to see you succeed, but I always feel that there is something lacking in you—and what you lack is what I care most about and feel the most precious."

Du Chunmei didn't say a word, and suddenly her eyes turned red, "Brother Chao, are you starting to hate me?"

Song Zhichao was slightly taken aback, "Why do you say that?"

"Because I know what I lack." Du Chunmei said, "I feel that I am about to be assimilated by the people in Hong Kong. I imitate their clothes, imitate their dress, imitate their Cantonese and Hong Kong dialect... I think , I have changed, I am no longer the Du Chunmei I used to be, and I even gave myself the English name Du Ruila."

Song Zhichao sighed, gently took her into his arms, and was about to say something to comfort her when the hotel door was pushed open.

Mao Youwang stared at this scene in embarrassment.

He froze in place, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

(End of this chapter)