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Chapter 177 Chapter 175, Wine Red Memories ([-])
"Don't talk about this! I'm sorry, it's my fault, and I said some useless things."

Zheng Xiuju put away her lamented face, Zhao Zhiyang was her own choice, no matter right or wrong, she had to bear the consequences.

Maybe life is like this, when you wear a white rose, you always feel that the red rose is gorgeous; when you get a red rose, you always feel that the white rose is pure.

She put on a smile, and asked:

"How did you get to Xijiu Group? You must be very capable to be a special advisor!"

"This matter is actually a gimmick, and there is not much to say.

I just worked as an agent for a period of time, and then I met Mr. Qin, and we got along very well, so I was asked to go with him for this inspection. "

The origin and past of this, how to say?

Said that when he first took office at Qinghe Distillery, he went to work as an agent in private?
Said that Qin Pengyuan took him on purpose to divert the firepower and let him be the backer?

In fact, I have nothing to do with the whole thing, and no one needs to pay attention to my words and deeds?
……

These words can only be buried in the stomach, unexplainable, unclear.

"Then this time, will Qinghe Distillery be acquired? What will we do with our employees? Will we replace them all?"

Zheng Xiuju was still somewhat impatient.

"To be honest, I don't know either. Whether it can be acquired or not depends on the understanding and opinion of both parties.

As for employees, according to my understanding, there should be no adjustments except for executives. After all, stability is the most important thing. "

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion, not counting."

Cao Mengxing finally emphasized his point of view.

Zheng Xiuju's eyes were eager for answers, and he couldn't refuse with a stern face.

"Oh, all right."

Zheng Xiuju nodded.

"It's getting late, go back and rest! There are still things to do tomorrow."

Cao Mengxing drank the rest of the coffee in the cup, then smiled.

"it is good."

The two stood up at the same time, and walked towards the elevator.

The atmosphere seemed to suddenly become very ambiguous.

It was midnight, in the quiet elevator, only two people listened to the sound of the machine.

After getting out of the elevator, the two walked side by side into the corridor.

Through a door came a loud shout from the house.

That is the studious and good comrade reciting the verses of "Ode to the Goose", just like the call of a cat waiting to be disturbed on a spring night.

Zheng Xiuju's face suddenly burned.

It seemed that she hadn't heard such a call for a long time, and it made her heart shake.

Walking to the door, Zheng Xiuju took out the room card from her jeans and was about to open the door. It seemed that the distraction just now made her tremble a little, and the room card fell to the ground without holding it.

She bent down to pick it up.

Cao Mengxing stood behind him and clearly saw the slender rope stretched into a diamond shape.

It was a delicate burgundy.

Like a blind poison, it can instantly make people forget everything.

"good night!"

Zheng Xiuju opened the door, pushed it open and walked in.

"good night!"

Cao Mengxing waved his hand, then walked to the next door and opened the door of his room.

Zheng Xiuju, who returned to the room, kept leaning against the door, slowly listening to the sound of footsteps disappearing.

Now she has an urge to hope that Cao Mengxing will follow her in and bury the whole world.

Too bad he didn't do that...

"What am I thinking about..."

Zheng Xiuju struggled hard with herself, then gently removed the cover, letting the warm water in the bathroom try to wake herself up.

But I don't know what happened today. The water seems to have a magical power. Whenever it passes by, there will be a burning feeling, which makes people want to avoid it.

But what can be with her besides the silent loneliness?
After coming out of the bathroom, she stood at the window blankly.

The chaotic thinking made her make a blind and impulsive decision: open the curtains and take a look at the night view of the city.

In the dark city, there is a light from the window.

In the center of that light, there is a lonely figure, staring blankly at the city.

It's just that this lonely woman stands completely naturally without any worries, like a beautiful sculpture.

This is the twelfth floor of the hotel, and no one can clearly see such a view.

But Zheng Xiuju felt extremely struggling and hesitant.

How she wished someone would shout at her loudly, or whistle a few times, and say something that might not be able to reach her ears...

That would also let her know that what accompanied her was not only boundless loneliness and loneliness.

But no.

She's really a little crazy.

This noble room was like a cage, separating her from the world.

Even, she didn't feel that she was still alive.

If you don't break out in silence, you will pervert in silence, it's true.

The next day's itinerary was almost exactly the same as the previous day.

Cao Mengxing and Zheng Xiuju visited restaurants and supermarkets together, and then went to the agent to find out the situation.

After walking through three cities in one day, I finally settled in a hotel in the fourth city.

According to this progress, it will take about two days to complete this survey.

But the more hurriedly she walked through the streets step by step, the more Zheng Xiuju felt that she was wavering.

This is too much like the old days of love.

On the night of the third day, the task was finally about to be completed. Tomorrow, after passing through another city, they would return to Qinghe Distillery to report on their work.

Back in the room at night, looking at the clock pointing to 11 midnight, Zheng Xiuju made a difficult decision.

She spent the first two nights struggling.

Lying on the bed, she would think of those things that made her face burn.

Finally close your eyes, the dream is full of scenes of volcanic eruptions, Cao Mengxing will walk in the dream, and then make people feel refreshed.

It wasn't until she woke up that she realized that she had not only turned into a fountain in her dream, but also in reality.

Zheng Xiuju now understands that maybe there will be no results if she and Zhao Zhiyang continue, so she made a decision:
Divorced Zhao Zhiyang.

Instead of torturing each other, it is better to let each other go and pursue their own happiness.

After making this decision, Zheng Xiuju suddenly felt relieved and wanted to understand many things.

People who live in pain are just putting shackles on themselves.

Why torture yourself over such trivial matters?
Perhaps, happiness is more important than anything else.

Cao Mengxing, who was meditating on the bed, picked up the phone that rang suddenly, and Zheng Xiuju was displayed on the screen.

At this time, the call is...

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Come here, I have something to tell you, it's very important!"

The phone was hung up, that's all.

Cao Mengxing thought about it, but didn't understand what it meant, and didn't know whether he should go there or not.

Called again, it was turned off.

This time, lonely men and widows, seems inappropriate.

But if you don't go, it seems that you can't justify it.

However, just as he was hesitating, there was a soft knock on the door.

"Who?"

Cao Mengxing asked in a low voice.

"it's me."

A voice that was once familiar and longing for.

Zheng Xiuju, did you take the initiative to come?

(End of this chapter)