Supreme Master In City

In terms of figure, this young woman is not inferior to Lin Ruoxue. In terms of temperament, this one seems to be even colder.

However, Long Wei's sense of these red pink skeletons is general. He has no shortage of women, and he can't find the love talents.

"Go back, don't pestle here."

Long Wei has just passed by a young woman. Suddenly, an old man with gray hair comes out on crutches. As soon as long Wei sees his face, he has determined that he is Li Mu.

Li Mu looked at the young woman, not upset, but not happy.

"Are you Mr. Li Mu?" Long Wei followed and said hello.

The old man frowned: "who are you?"

"I'm Lin Ruoxue's friend. I heard that you are a go expert, so I'd like to ask you some advice." Long Wei said calmly.

"It's Ruo Xue's friend. OK, let's have a good fight later." Li Mu looked at Long Wei and said with a smile.

With his many years of experience, we can see that Longwei's temperament is extraordinary. Although his face is quiet, there is a murderous air in his eyes.

"Grandfather!"

Li Bingqing's real name is a young woman with a big heart. The old man and outsiders can be friendly. How can she treat her own granddaughter with such indifference?

Li Mu waved his hand: "I live a good life here. When your uncles no longer fight for their property, I'll go back."

Li Bingqing endured bitterness and said nothing.

"It makes you laugh." Li Mu stops talking to Li Bingqing and laughs at Long Wei apologetically

between the words, Long Wei takes a look at Li Bingqing.

Small features, beautiful eyes.

Qiong nose with thin lips, coupled with that one fell on the eyebrow like the finishing touch of beauty mole, beautiful and not vulgar, but more shares of characteristics.

He was in his early twenties.

It's a pity that the temperament is too cold. It's not the arrogance of being superior to others. It's the inborn coldness. Don't be a stranger.

"Young man, can you play chess?" Li Mu's voice brings back Long Wei's thoughts.

"I know how to do it. I've learned it before."

His chess skill is taught by the old gentleman, who is the most important person in his life, and his influence on him is only inferior to that of the old dragon and his elder brother.

In fact, it was this noble man who helped to enlist in the army.

But the old man is used to being natural and unrestrained. He often doesn't see anyone for a year or two.

"If you are interested in playing chess for a few games, it doesn't matter." Li Mu laughs and is happy to meet a confidant.

Li Bingqing was once again ignored by Li Mu.

Long Wei pretends not to see the awkward environment at the scene. Under the guidance of the old man, he takes the chessboard and the two little horses.

The old man in the campus should be regarded as a highly respected person. Just a few minutes after he sat down, many students came to nod their heads and greet him. Many people stopped to watch chess.

Li Bingqing, who was deeply aggrieved and embarrassed after being left out, gradually lost this sense of loss. She moved to stand behind Li Mu curiously.

"You're still my granddaughter, not to mention going home." Li Mu said suddenly.

Li Bingqing didn't take it seriously.

He turned to pour a cup of tea and gently handed it to Li Mu. The latter held it in both hands and felt at ease. The relationship between them was not as rigid as he had just shown.

"These days, if they are not particularly interested, the younger generation seldom learn chess, especially go, which requires too much of the mind."

Li Mu is familiar with Longwei at first sight, and the more he looks at it, the better he looks at it.

Long Wei laughs but does not speak, first falls the son, static and so on following.

Li Mu took time to take a look at Longwei. He sighed in secret that he had seen many sharp young people.

But in addition to the unique edge of young people, they are also open-minded and stable, which is rare.

Nine in the morning.

Universal group.

Early in the morning, Lin Ruoxue arrived at the group early.

On both sides of the aisle, many people salute to show respect, and greetings are heard all the time.

After all, Lin Ruoxue is the most popular person in Huanyu Group at present. No matter his position or business mind, they are not the small staff who can provoke him.

As for whether it's sincere greetings, it's not known. Lin Ruoxue doesn't care.

Push open their own exclusive room, a woman with short hair figure, is hands akimbo quietly looking at the front of the set of black dress.

Lin Ruoxue's eyebrows are deep, and her mood suddenly drops to the bottom. It seems that the company's top management is determined to ask her to attend Jiang Qin's funeral, and even the clothes for the funeral are ready in advance.

"This is the dress you need to wear for the funeral the day after tomorrow. Let's see if it fits?" The woman with short hair turned around and said in a calm voice.

Lin Ruoxue threw away the bag in her hand and said: "if there is anything that doesn't fit, just wear it."

"What's your attitude?" Jiang Rong, a woman with short hair, suddenly said tough.Lin Ruoxue is too lazy to pay attention. She quietly looks at her mobile phone and says nothing.

"Lin Ruoxue, I hope you can have the necessary cultivation and professional ethics of the company's management. Don't care about anything. For the long-term development of the company, there are some things you have to do."

Lin Ruoxue glanced at her and said, "I can get to the present situation by my professionalism."

"Joke, without my mediation, you are just a small staff now. Do you really think Lin Ruoxue is a person?"

Jiang Rong went against Lin Ruoxue's will to attend Jiang's funeral, which led to a rift between the two sides.

Now, although we haven't completely torn our face, the relationship is not as good as it used to be.

At first, Jiang Rong was Lin Ruoxue's boss. Because she was optimistic about Lin Ruoxue's ability, she helped her once. Lin Ruoxue was very successful. Later, Lin Ruoxue took the position of Jiang Rong's boss, and Jiang Rong became Lin Ruoxue's close secretary.

Jiang Rong is always in charge of Lin Ruoxue's noble people. She doesn't even report to Lin Ruoxue about many things. She seems to be in charge of politics behind the curtain.

"At the beginning, I chose you as my secretary. It's really hard to find out who you are. Sheep are in the tiger's den." Lin Ruoxue said indignantly.

Jiang Rong didn't care. Her right hand touched her short hair: "Lin Ruoxue, you'd better be obedient and don't miss your future."

Jiang Rong hopes to rely on Lin Ruoxue's identity as a bridge, so that she can get in touch with more powerful people, and then slowly develop her contacts and expand her influence.

Lin Ruoxue is indifferent and likes to be alone. She never deliberately makes friends with powerful people. Attending dinners and banquets makes her deeply resentful.

However, Jiang Rong asked her to drink with some wealthy investors to get closer.

This makes Lin Ruoxue very conflicted, and the relationship between the two sides has been in the last two months.

"You are nothing without my help, so you have to listen to me." Jiang Rong looks at Lin Ruoxue coldly, aggressive way.

Lin Ruoxue is indifferent.