The times are developing, and the presidential circle is also improving. Nowadays, an excellent special assistant is no longer worth mentioning just by being good at making accurate reading comprehensions in every word in the boss's mouth. He also needs to understand the unfinished words and implicit sounds from the boss's sigh and a breath of fairy spirit.

Gao Rui was obviously the leader who stood out from the competition in the industry. After sorting out the situation, he quickly guessed it - if there is no special one, Cheng Lang's back seat, except him, and the only outsider to sit in the past two days was Xu Qiao.

Combined with the awkward and exciting excitement in Xijiang Prefecture last night, Gao Rui couldn't help but feel sorry for: "Did you blame Miss Xu for being wrong? I just think that Miss Xu is so arrogant, how can she throw herself into her arms?"

"I didn't see you as smart yesterday." Cheng Lang looked ahead and said lightly.

Gao Rui whispered injustice: "I wanted to talk to you carefully last night about Miss Xu, but you asked me to care about Dream Island..."

Now, Cheng Lang didn't speak for a long time.

Gao Rui seemed to find a gap in this silence and said excitedly: "Actually it's not too late now. Are you really not going to listen to what Miss Xu is doing?"

Cheng Lang shook his head without thinking.

Gao Rui's head flew up like a gyro.

Cheng Lang has made a clear statement on this matter for the second time, but because his attitude is too clear, it is not like he is rejecting, but more like he is avoiding.

I really think it is insignificant, so I can treat it as an audition opera, and I will laugh it off with a sigh. I insist on not listening, and I am worried that I will be concerned about it after listening.

He was worried that he would be concerned, but wouldn’t it mean that this matter had the opportunity to achieve the effect of Stephen’s “push him”?

Gao Rui was impressed by his impeccable logic, gritted his teeth and took the initiative, attacking him with a "Let's listen to me anyway, you can't jump off the car now" and said unpredictably: "Ms. Xu's biological mother passed away when she was four years old?"

“…”

With this sentence that is straightforward and fascinating, why don’t you change your career and write novels?

Cheng Lang swept a "you're dead" eye knife into the rearview mirror.

Gao Rui closed his mouth with guilt and dared not say anything again.

Bentley was speeding in the dark night when the rain was falling, and the dark clouds in the sky were surging and rolling, just echoing the gloomy eyes of the people in the car.

Gao Ruizheng sighed that Cheng Lang was too invulnerable to the sword and gun, so he was heartless. When the car drove onto the viaduct, he accidentally heard a light sentence from the back seat - "What?"

Forced Amway is indeed the most fatal.

No mortal can escape the fate of urging novelists to renew.

Gao Rui straightened his seat belt, raised his back, and said with a sonorous momentum of "Listen to me to tell you": "Ms. Xu was born in a small fishing village in Nancheng with an economically developed country. When he was a child, he ran a fishery at home. The fishing farm was much harder than now. Fishermen got up early and went to sea every day, went out every few days, and encountered wind and waves. It was hard to say that it was not good to float outside for a few days. Her biological mother was so young that she fell ill of hard work and died early. After that, Mr. Xu was disheartened and closed the fishing farm and lingered at the gambling table every day."

"Soon after the Xu family got lucky, Mr. Xu cheered up and went north to start a business with the money. Ms. Xu temporarily followed her grandparents to live in the fishing village. Four years later, Mr. Xu's business grew bigger, took her daughter to study in Beicheng, and sent her to Mingzhe."

"By the time, Mr. Xu has had Mr. Xu with Mr. Xu in the first two years since he went to North. I don't know. Miss Xu knew this when she was in Nancheng, or did she realize that she had a stepmother and younger brother after she arrived in Beicheng."

Cheng Langjia held his knees and slowly tightened his hands.

"You also know that most of the rich children born and raised in Beicheng are gathered in Mingzhe. These people are used to being rich and well-behaved and have no regard for foreign nouveau riche. Miss Xu was simple at that time and did not understand the twists and turns of the city people. She was very popular in the past few years and was bullied a lot of cold eyes. Miss Zhao was one of the famous and surnamed ones."

"The Zhao family operated jewelry earlier than the Xu family. Fancui was originally a leading enterprise in the industry, but the Xu family came out halfway and robbed the Zhao family's booming momentum. The beams formed between the fathers were passed to the juniors. Miss Zhao became more and more disliked Miss Xu and isolated her with her classmates..." Gao Rui paused when he talked, "You should have heard of campus violence, right?"

He was reluctant to respond. Gao Rui thought Cheng Lang was asleep, but turned around and saw that he was looking at the drizzling rain outside the window. After a while, he withdrew his gaze and gave him a "continue" gesture.

"After many years, I can't find out the details, but it's a big change in a child's character, from being bullied to fighting back, and revenge is revenged. It doesn't seem too careless. But it's also a bad fate. Miss Zhao and Ms. Xu have been in the same school from elementary school to junior high school, and grudges of all sizes have emerged one after another. Oh, by the way, in high school, there was another Ms. Wen in this grudge - the one who greeted you at the National Exhibition Center yesterday. She was your direct junior when she was in London when she was in college."

Cheng Lang lifted his eyelids.

Seeing his expression that was not related to his own affairs, Gao Rui knew that he really didn't remember this person.

But it’s no wonder. Cheng Lang’s condition worsened for a while during his college years, and even women could not see it directly. Even the immortals descended to earth would not leave a cloud in his heart.

"Compared with the Zhao family, business families like Wen's family are naturally more prosperous in Beicheng. After Miss Zhao met Miss Wen, she quickly got along with her. Miss Wen did not directly express hostility to Miss Xu, but just being in and out of the way with Miss Zhao is enough to make people see the situation clearly. So before Miss Xu went to college, she had almost no friends who could make friends in Beicheng."

Perhaps the atmosphere in the car was too dull, Gao Rui's tone was a little relaxed: "Of course, it's a different story to say if you can't make friends or don't want to make friends. Look at how cool Miss Xu is now and you don't want to quarrel with those people? When Miss Xu becomes more developed in the future, they should not ask their grandpa to sue her grandma and kneel down to climb the high branches."

Cheng Lang was silent for a moment, as if he could not agree with the last sentence, and objectively commented: "Jin Lu has been exhausted in recent years, and it is probably a whim to be developed."

Gao Rui touched his nose: "Then it's not your opinion whether it will be open this day?"

“…”

——

When Cheng Lang returned to Lishan Mansion in Xinglin Bay, Xu Qiao welcomed the second visitor who unexpectedly went tonight in Odreden.

Xu Kangrong appeared outside her door with a long-lasting pungent smell of smoky. He knocked on the door and scolded: "You are such a damn girl who doesn't listen!"

Xu Qiao was stunned: "How did you know that I live here?"

"Does your dad be a vegetarian? The hotel informed me on the first day you moved here!"

Xu Qiao sighed with a "wow": "Then when I owed the room fee a while ago, you just stood by and watched? How shameless is this!"

"Don't be clever and opportunistic to change the topic!" Xu Kangrong cursed and walked in, "How many times have you told you, don't go to such smoky places, are you stuffed with donkey hair in your ears?"

Xu Qiao leaned over his shoulder and sniffed: "I smell more smoke on you than me."

"Can that be the same? Someone dares to hit you, and some dares to hit your dad?"

"Why are you saying it's so exaggerated?" Xu Qiao curled his lips dissatisfiedly, poured him a glass of warm water, and placed it on the dining table, "Are you okay if I'm not beaten?"

"What is this? You girl deserve to suffer if you are a hard-mouthed girl!" Xu Kangrong's leader looked around in the living room with his hands behind his back, pointing to the bottle of freshly opened potion on the coffee table, and asked her. While quietly slanting his eyes and peering at the "functional and indication" column of the bottle, he looked at it with great difficulty, as if he was relieved, and continued to curse, "I don't care about you, you won't stop. The little girl is so eye-catching in such a place that is all kinds of religions? Your mother gave you so beautiful..."

As soon as these words were said, not only Xu Qiao, but also Xu Kangrong himself was shocked and stopped suddenly.

What followed was the silence that was suffocating to the extreme. It was like stepping on a landmine, and no one dared to act rashly anymore. In the empty room, only the wall clock on the wall was still zipping and walking along the clock.

Xu Kangrong silently, picked up the glass on the dining table, and drank the water: "Don't go to the toll station in the next few days, stay here and think about his mistakes!" As he said that, he came and walked out in a hurry, and walked out in a hurry.

"Dad," Xu Qiao stood there and looked at his back from afar. When he opened the door, he called him, "Don't bet, many people outside are rumoring that our family is going bankrupt."

Xu Kangrong's hand holding the doorknob froze slightly: "Nonsense! Those who are worried about salty radish, please take care of their own housework first!" As he said that, his eyebrows were closed down and closed the door heavily.

Outside the 21st floor straight ladder, the assistant saw him walking in a hurry, pressed the down button for him and asked, "Mr. Xu, will the flight be cancelled tomorrow morning?"

"That girl is fine, won't cancel it anymore. Go to Las Vegas to turn this plate over!"

——

In the middle of the night, Cheng Lang and Xu Kangrong were sent away one after another. Xu Qiao slept until twelve o'clock the next day before he woke up naturally.

To be precise, it wasn't entirely natural awakening. Because she kept hearing the continuous buzzing and vibrating sound in her sleep, she vaguely knew that a phone was coming in on her phone, but she just couldn't raise her hand to answer.

After the seventeen or eighteen phone calls were full, she finally found the phone on the bedside table, sat up with her long messy hair, and pressed the switch button.

Zhu Li's voice exploded like firecrackers: "Miss, you're answering my phone number! What are you doing this morning?"

Xu Qiao rubbed her eyes, sighed and said hoarsely, "I'm sleeping..."

"Then you wash your face quickly, clean your ears and wake up, and prepare to listen to the news delivery that was freshly released this morning!"

"I don't want it, I'm so sleepy..." Xu Qiao shook her head and muttered, then poured her head back on the bed, burying her face into the soft pillow.

"You are not interested in the news about the Zhao family? Or is this a 'mixed doubles' that Cheng Lang and you discussed with you in advance - you slapped Zhao Baoxing with forehand, and he slapped Zhao Baoxing's father with his backhand?"

Xu Qiao was half-wakeful, and even though he heard it clearly, he didn't understand this advanced metaphor. He woke up and said in anger: "I am not interested in the news about the king of heaven now! And don't mention that man to me anymore!"

After saying that, he hummed and hung up the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Zhu Li cursed, "The little girl has a really bad temper" and fell into confusion again.
Chapter completed!