He is like a delusional person

Chapter 16: Go in and scream slowly

After Fu Yanlin said this, Meng Wei's face turned even darker.

But others are unicorns, and they have to hold them up.

No matter how unhappy Meng Wei was, he could only swallow the anger in his heart.

After it was over, Meng Wei went to see off the other party and his party of four.

Wen Sheng was supposed to go together, but when he walked out of the conference room, Meng Wei turned back to her and said, "I'll just go see her off."

How could she tolerate Wen Sheng being in the limelight again?

Wen Sheng returned to the office without intending to fight with her.

Shen Guannan sent a WeChat message to ask about the meeting. Is there any opportunity for Chang Jing to participate in financing?Wen Sheng told the truth, and Shen Guannan did not express many opinions. He only said that he would follow up when he came back next week.

However, Wen Sheng couldn't help but think.

At Linyun Technology's current development speed, it will definitely IPO within two years.Whoever surrenders to Linyun will get rich.The donors and fathers are rushing to send money. Why would Linyun consider Changjing Capital?

It’s not that Wen Sheng has lost his prestige, it’s just that although Changjing has developed well in the past two years and has an excellent reputation, it can only focus on pre-B round corporate financing.Faced with the enthusiasm and financial resources of other funders, what is the competitiveness of Changjing Capital?

Wen Sheng was puzzled.

Is this the willfulness of unicorn companies?
After working overtime until ten o'clock, she finally finished the meeting materials for Qingzhou Restaurant. Wen Sheng walked to the subway station and took the subway home.In fact, she saved a sum of money, but she was reluctant to buy a car for transportation and wanted to buy a house first.She always feels that a house is the foundation for a person to settle down and live a life.Car or not, it doesn’t matter if you have one or not.Every time Zhu Qingjia thought she was too thrifty and even wanted to give her a mobility scooter, she would laugh and say: Isn't it nice to have a subway worth hundreds of millions?

After arriving home, Wen Sheng took a bath first, then returned to the bedroom, preparing to read and sleep.

As soon as the floor lamp was turned on, Wen Sheng noticed the Star Dew doll in the corner that was half blocked by the curtains.

That was a gift from Jiang Yukuo last Christmas.

Fish slipping through the net.

Wen Sheng went to the kitchen to get an oversized garbage bag, put Xingdailu in it, and took it downstairs to throw it away.
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Fu Yanlin was sitting in the car, with two buttons unbuttoned at the collar of his black shirt, and he was smoking leisurely against the back of the seat. His resolute face was a little solemn under the clear light of the street lamp.

The fingers with sharp bones crossed the WeChat chat box page and landed on the WeChat with the Samoyed avatar.Fu Yan clicked in and saw a black line in the circle of friends.

Before returning to Jiangzhou, he also checked Wen Sheng's circle of friends.The content is lackluster.All that comes and goes is financial and investment banking information.The few days I shared my life were with Zhu Qingjia.Her circle of friends is the same as hers, always deserted.

Now there is only one black line.

He was blocked, or in other words, blocked from the circle of friends.

Just when Fu Yanlin was about to verify which one it was, the sensor light in the unit building suddenly turned on, and a delicate and slender figure appeared in sight carrying a black garbage bag.

Fu Yanlin bit his cigarette at an angle on his thin lips, squinted his eyes, and his eyes fell on Wen Sheng's slender, dazzlingly white ankles.

He suddenly remembered that night, her white and petite soles staring at his calf, so smooth and tender.

Wen Sheng wore a white floral cotton dress after taking a shower. The square-neck design just revealed her swan neck and beautiful collarbones.

She must have just washed her hair, her black hair was spread around her shoulders, and her palm-sized face shone brightly in the dim light.The nightgown is loose and clings to the body when walking, making the figure even more graceful and the waist too thin to hold.

Fu Yanlin followed her to the garbage room. Within half a minute, he saw her turn back and go up the stairs, and the beautiful figure disappeared.

Fu Yanlin had a lump in his throat, threw away the cigarette butt, got out of the car and followed him.

The house Wen Sheng lives in is in an old residential area in Jiangzhou. The house is older than her. Naturally, there is no elevator. The sensor lights in the corridors are on and off, which is a peculiar temperament.

She lives on the sixth floor.

When she took the key to open the door, Wen Sheng was suddenly shrouded in a shadow - she turned around in surprise, but was tightly hugged, covering her mouth, and her scream turned into a muffled sound.

Wen Sheng thought it was Jiang Yukuo, but the cold aura and ebony aroma of the man were not Jiang Yukuo's style at all.

Fu Yanlin buried his lips in her neck, rubbed her deliberately, and then said in a lustful and deep voice, "Open the door first, and I'll call you slowly when I get in."

(End of this chapter)