Urban Romance

"Your man?" Su Ke looked at the man in front of him, wearing casual clothes. Although smiling, the temperament of the whole person seemed a little melancholy, which always made people feel that he is a bitter and difficult in a Korean drama. Male number one.

"No, no, why?" I found Su Ke's eyes guarding and questioning himself, and it seemed that if he nodded, he would probably cause Su Ke to attack immediately, and he waved his hand quickly.

"You guys aren't off!" The man named Kong Zhongmou talked very casually, looking directly at the four people who had not yet eased from the pain, and said directly.

"Who are you fucking? Do you know who we are?" The tall, thin man, holding the ground, finally stood up, because he had just learned Su Ke's methods, but he didn't dare to rush through, but look at it like this It seems that the son will not rest without regaining his place.

"You're not from Economic and Trade Weekly! Get out of here!" Kong Zhongmou laughed all the time, without any irritation at all because of the man's evil words, and said while sitting in the position of Fang Mingyuan before.

"Knowing that we are from the weekly magazine, do you dare to cha?" The tall man was hesitant, looking at the Kong Zhongmou in front of him, and suddenly stepped back subconsciously: "Are you Mr. Kong?"

"I'm Kong Zhongmou!" I thought his voice was not loud before, and these people lay on the ground and covered their belly and rolled, so naturally they did not hear Kong Zhongmou's self-introduction.

Now after listening clearly, each face changed greatly, without saying anything, just turn around and leave.

"Don't mind sitting down and chatting together!" Kong Zhongmou shrugged as he watched several people flee, and Su Ke was also very interested in him: "You wait for me!"

Su Ke ran to the table where Luo Feiyan asked them to eat before they walked back. The two took a table. The wreckage of the camera not far from Mingyuan was still in the cold lying corpse, but No one else has disappeared.

"Do you know me?" After Su Ke sat down, he first spoke. The man didn't feel malicious, at least he didn't feel malicious at the moment, and because of his appearance, he seemed to solve a lot of trouble for himself. Otherwise, those few people would never leave so easily.

"Oh, I've read the newspaper, I thought I knew the wrong person, but you can be sure when you see a reporter around you!" Kong Zhongmou raised his hand and greeted the waiter for a pot of tea. Rhythm.

"What's going on in this" Economic Weekly "? Su Ke thinks he has no enemies in Yanjing, but who counts himself behind, those few people will never come to their troubles for no reason.

"The profitable newspaper! There is a little backstage at the Ministry of Publicity. There are just a few ways to make money. Find sensitive topics and speculate. Naturally, some people send a lot of sealing fees, and sometimes write Soft text, to advertise to others, it must be because of your relationship with Wu Nuanyue! "

It seemed that Kong Zhongmou really understood the background of the newspaper, but he was disdainful between words, and even held a disdainful attitude when talking about the backstage of the propaganda department, which made Su Ke more about his origins. Curious.

"Do you know Wu Nuanyue?" Since the other party mentioned the name Wu Nuanyue, and after this incident, the people in the "Economic and Trade Weekly" fled when he recognized him, which shows that he is truly extraordinary.

"Of course I know it! Very familiar!" Kong Zhongmou acknowledged this directly: "Yes, your skill is good, I didn't see how you shot!"

Su Ke found that Kong Zhongmou had a strong affinity and could make people unwilling to make friends with him, and he felt the same way. The atmosphere naturally became more harmonious.

"It's okay!" Naturally, Su Ke would not brag.

"But your performance today may cause some people to be dissatisfied, be careful!" Kong Zhongmou pointed out, but did not say too clearly.

Su Ke naturally knows that someone wants to plot himself, but this is not a big deal. The soldiers came to cover up the water and soil. "Well, thank you for your reminder!"

"Now formally know, Kong Zhongmou, Kong is Kong Rong's hole, Zhongmou is ---!" Kong Zhongmou stood up and extended his hand very formally.

"Is the son of Zhong Zhongmou like Sun Zhongmou?" Su Ke then said what he said, and also stood up: "Su Ke, Wei Hai, Su Dongpo Su, Ke is ---!"

"Ouyang Ke's gram?" Kong Zhongmou joked, and easily relaxed the relationship between the two people again: "Leave a contact method, contact more in the future!"

When Su Ke returned to his own table, Kong Zhongmou had already gone downstairs and left. It seemed that his appearance was not a coincidence, but it seemed that there was nothing to connect with him.

"Who is that person?" In the face of everyone's doubts, Su Ke himself couldn't understand, because the authentic Yanjing natives were not there, and these people at the dinner table had never heard the name of Kong Zhongmou.

On the one hand, it was a lot of physical exhaustion when shopping, and on the other hand, because Su Ke beat people before, many customers who ate would always look at their table, so everyone ate a little, all put down their chopsticks.

Unexpectedly, when paying the bill, the waiter informed Su Ke that someone had paid the bill for them and asked for a long time to determine that the person was Kong Zhongmou.

"Dedicate yourself to nothing, steal it if it's treacherous!"

Some people have started to remind Su Ke, in fact, without them saying, Su Ke himself feels inexplicable, but his plan is to return to Weihai after meeting the Master, and Ken wouldn't have to worry about whether others have plans for himself.

He Shusheng still had dinner with his old friends, but he finally came back to the hotel to check in. Originally, according to his identity, this quick hotel was obviously not a good match. Things were not valued, but after returning, Su Ke was called into the room.

However, in the face of He Shusheng, Su Ke can now be very different from before. After all, it was not long before that he had scourged his granddaughter, and he always felt like a thief.

"What's wrong? What do I think it looks like grass is growing under your ass?" He Shusheng said jokingly at Su Ke's uneasy look.

"------" Su Ke didn't know what to say, he just smiled.

"Su Ke, but this time I brought you another donation. The old man from Dingsheng Group told me that he would donate 10 million to your foundation!" He Shusheng has been helping Su Ke to save his life. En Ming remembers that within five days, even when telling old friends with old friends, don't forget to sponsor Su Ke's foundation.

"Ah?" Su Ke suddenly said, 10 million is really not a small amount, that is to say, the scale of his foundation's charity is up to the billion dollar mark. What kind of person is so generous? , Old man? Who is the old man? Will it be related to that Kong Zhongmou?