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　　 I finished supper.

Chu Hongye went back to the room to rest.

She didn't feel embarrassed at all.

Even Chu Yun directly expressed his attitude.

You can still eat and sleep with others.

And tonight's Chu Hongye slept particularly sweetly.

She hasn't even slept so deeply for a long, long time.

On the contrary, Chu Yun was very worried, and was not sleepy at all.

He tossed and turned on the bed for a long time, and finally sat up. Came to the balcony to blow a hair.

Every room in this villa has a huge balcony.

And many balconies are interconnected.

Chu Yun sat on the balcony to blow the air.

Because he quit smoking, he had to pour himself a cup of cold boiled water.

Tonight, he still intends to sleep.

Although worrying, and jet lag.

But if you don't sleep, how will you face Chu Shang tomorrow night?

How does it play a role?

But he sat outside for a few minutes.

I saw people coming and going on the balcony next door.

It is Wen Ling.

The wind at night is very mild.

She wore home clothes, still exuding an elegant temperament.

The two of them looked at each other.

Chu Yun nodded politely, then avoided his eyes.

Lonely men and widows, especially in this sensitive period.

Chu Yun didn't want anything out of the question.

"Can't you sleep?"

Wen Ling opened her red lips slightly and asked in a gentle voice.

"Somewhat." Chu Yun nodded slightly.

After a pause, he did not let the atmosphere cool down. Take the initiative to speak: "You have always lived here?"

"No." Wen Ling said, shaking her head slightly. "It's been a few days since I came here."

"Then where were you before?" Chu Yun asked casually.

"Fly all over the world." Wen Ling said. "When the boss doesn't need me to follow me personally, I have a lot of things to deal with."

"Of course, it's for the boss." Wen Ling added.

"Is he still doing business?" Chu Yun asked.

"Does Chu Shao ask the boss?" Wen Ling said.

"Yes." Chu Yun nodded.

"Of course it needs to be done. But it is not the boss who does it himself, but the people below us do it." Wen Ling said. "Less money is money, and more money is capital. Money in the eyes of ordinary people is not the same as money in the eyes of big people. Even value is not the same."

The value of one hundred yuan is used to buy an ordinary shirt or eat a cheap dinner for two.

But the value of ten billion is not buying one hundred million pieces of clothes or eating one hundred million cheap dinners for two.

This kind of equivalent exchange is wrong.

It is also illogical.

At least in the eyes of big shots. It's not exchanged like this.

Although Chu Yun didn't do business, he knew exactly what Wen Ling said.

If there is more money, it is capital, which surpasses the value of money itself.

Especially in many capital countries. It is even more meaningful.

Being rich is destined to be a label on Chu Shang's head. And it is a very important label.

Xiao Ru is the same.

Destined to have a rich label on his head.

And this seems to be an important and very standard label on the head of a big man.

Without this label, at least in many countries, it is definitely not a big shot.

"Is it a big deal?" Chu Yun asked.

"It should be considered big." Wen Ling smiled. "From a global perspective, there should not be many people richer than their bosses."

When Chu Yun heard this, he probably knew Chu Shang's net worth.

Chu Yun is not sure if his mother is so rich.

But definitely richer than Su Mingyue, a new multinational entrepreneur.

Take a sip of cold and boiled water. Chu Yun slowly said, "In addition to doing business, what else does he usually do?"

"Do everything." Wen Ling smiled. "Of course, we are all executing. The boss only needs to be a flag bearer."

"For example?" Chu Yun asked.

"For example, there are many. As long as you can think of, we should all dabble in." Wen Ling said.

"You?" Chu Yun caught the sensitive words.

"We are a team. Besides me, there are many people like me all over the world who work for the boss." Wen Ling smiled.

"It's as unfathomable as you?" Chu Yun asked, squinting.

"I'm just a simple woman. A woman who does things for the boss." Wen Ling smiled. "Nothing is unfathomable."

"This is your first impression of me." Chu Yun said. "I think you are too humble."

"I just know my position and identity." Wen Ling smiled. "A person like me, whether it's success or death, is just a word from the boss. I am not like Chu Shao, who is the boss's close relative. You can do whatever you want, say whatever you want, and do whatever you want. What to do. But I can’t and I don’t dare.”

"Auntie Wen really thinks I can say whatever I want, and do what I want?" Chu Yun said slowly. "I thought you would know my father better than me."

"I don't know the boss." Wen Ling said, shaking her head. "I don't dare to understand."

"How likely is he to come back tomorrow night?" Chu Yun changed the subject without warning.

"I don't know." Wen Ling said, shaking her head. "Young Master Chu doesn't need to ask me about the truth. I never ask the boss about it, and I don't dare."

Chu Yun let out a cry, and stopped asking for it at the moment.

The two sat across the balcony for a while.

Wen Ling suddenly said, "Young Master Chu. You know that Aunt Chu can't beat the boss. Why do you want to come with her?"

"Did he ask you to ask me?" Chu Yun said with squinting eyes.

"It's just my personal curiosity." Wen Ling smiled. "If the boss's mind is put on this kind of details, he will not become the overlord of Huangtu today."

Wen Ling speaks very skillfully.

Said it is the details, said it is the mind.

To put it bluntly, the meaning is that Chu Shang would not care about such trivial matters.

Not to mention being treated with caution.

This is purely Wen Ling's personal curiosity.

It has nothing to do with Chu Shang.

"I can't stop my aunt," Chu Yun said. "From an objective point of view. Regarding what your boss does, he really deserves to die."

"Whether a person deserves to die. It never depends on what he did. It's what he has. Nothing." Wen Ling said rationally. "From ancient times to the present, how many people have been slaughtered in this world? How many wicked people are there? Can't most of them also die? At least, they won't die in the hands of the small characters who counted the agencies."

After a pause, Wen Ling seemed a little worried that these words would hurt Chu Yun. Smiled and said: "Of course, I didn't mean that you are a small character. It's just a simple fact."

"I think you are saying that I am a small character." Chu Yun said with a curled mouth. "You just want me to retreat, and my aunt, to retreat."

"No matter what. I really don't think Aunt Chu can hurt the boss at all." Wen Ling smiled. "We have evaluated her strength. It is very strong, and she is also the top group among the younger generation. But in front of the boss, she still lacks experience and strength."

"What if you add me?" Chu Yun asked, squinting.

His heart also hangs suddenly.

His questioning like this is very likely to be insulting himself.

And Wen Ling did not disappoint him.

"If you don't mind if I tell the truth." Wen Ling smiled. "Young Master Chu's strength in martial arts is not even as good as your aunt."

A head can't do it.

Would it be okay to have a more smelly head cobbler?

Obviously, it won't work either.

This conversation should end here.

Since I can't find out anything.

It is also uncertain whether Chu Shang will come back tomorrow night.

Chu Yun had to force himself to go to sleep.

Wen Ling bid farewell to Chu Yun good night.

Back to his room.

In the room, a middle-aged man stood.

The temperament is somewhat similar to Wen Ling.

He also seems to be a very gentle and elegant man.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he said very thrilling words.

"You and I will join forces, it is not difficult to kill Chu Hongye." The man said calmly. "Even if Chu Shao took the initiative to block it, it wouldn't be too difficult."

"Do you know what people's biggest taboo is now?" Wen Ling was as elegant and flat as ever.

But when talking with a man, he has some majesty for no reason.

She was indeed just one of Chu Shang's servants.

But she can be called a confidant.

The confidant is different from the ordinary servant.

The confidant can be trusted by the boss.

It is not always necessary to subordinate people.

"What is it?" the middle-aged man frowned slightly and asked in confusion.

"The more you go," Wen Ling said calmly. "First of all, I will not cooperate with you to do this. Second, if you want to do this. I will clean up the door for the boss. You think about it for yourself."

After Wen Ling said, she slowly sat on the side of the bed. He said flatly, "I'm going to rest. Get out."

"Yes." The middle-aged man exhaled foul air. UU reading www.uukanshu.cóm

Finally gave up this plan.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this is indeed an opportunity to strive for performance in front of the boss.

But in Wen Ling's view, this is a dead end.

Especially the boss's housework.

What is the most important thing about people at the moment?

It is to reassure the boss and to solve the problems for the boss.

If the next person can do things that surprise or even upset the boss at any time.

What's the point of keeping such a servant?

Does it increase the difficulty of being a boss?

Therefore, it is very important to learn to understand the boss's heart.

Whether it's a high EQ approach or flattering.

As long as you can please the boss, you are a good servant.

"Before the boss comes back, don't contact them in private." Wen Ling said in a tone that was almost giving orders. "Our young Chu is very smart. We have more thoughts than we thought. Whether it is meaningful or meaningless information, try not to disclose it to him."

"You mean. Chu Shao is a difficult person?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Yes." Wen Ling nodded.

"Is it more difficult than Chu He?" the middle-aged man raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Don't talk about your boss behind your back. This is also one of the taboos of being a subordinate." Wen Ling frowned slightly. It seems a little unpleasant. "Calling his name directly is even more taboo."

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes."

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