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Chapter 16 The Magic City, Zhang Moyan

How do you say a sentence circulating on the Internet?

If you are not in the capital, you don’t know that your official position is small; if you are not in the Pengcheng, you don’t know that your money is small; if you are not in the Magic City, you don’t know how tall the building is; if you don’t take a sauna, you don’t know that your younger brother is too young; if you don’t have sexual illness, you don’t know what troubles are after sexual blessings.

The Yangtze River Delta, the Magic City, and there are many tall buildings.

Pudong New District, Lujiazui, Pudong South Road, in a towering building.

A young woman in a female career suit was sitting in the office, flirting with documents on the desk, showing her eyebrows and frowning. Just at this moment, the Apple phone on the woman's desk rang.

The woman in the career suit looked at the caller ID and smiled. She picked up her phone and walked gracefully to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Huangpu River outside the window and answered the phone.

"Zhang Moyan, I came to the Magic City in an hour and quickly came to Hongqiao Airport to greet me." A charming and enchanting voice came from the phone.

Although the woman in the professional suit looked happy, she still deliberately said in a deep voice: "What are you doing in the Demon City?"

"I miss you, I'll come." The voice in the receiver became coquettish.

"Jiang Jiaomei, don't disgust me, go to death." Zhang Moyan simply hung up the phone, looked at the time, went to the lounge next to his desk to change into a fresh and bright dress, left the company, launched the fashionable but elegant red Audi A4, and drove straight to Hongqiao Airport.

There are many people in the Magic City and many cars. Unfortunately, Zhang Moqian encountered a traffic jam. He went to Hongqiao Airport for an hour and a half before he arrived at Hongqiao Airport. After parking his car, Zhang Moyan saw her best friend Jiang Jiaomei standing at the exit from a distance. She wore a fiery short knitted jacket, a pair of calfskin boots, and a pair of eyes looking around, which made the men coming and going look back.

Zhang Moyan looked at this outrageously charming woman and sighed in her heart, deciding to educate her well, and to resolutely correct the habit of skimming in public places.

Jiang Jiaomei saw Zhang Moyan from afar, and her face was stern and screamed: "Zhang Moyan, you are late, which made me feel sunbathed for half an hour."

The crowd around looked at the woman who suddenly screamed with a strange look on her face.

However, who is Jiang Jiaomei? She doesn't care about other people's eyes.

"There is an unfortunate news to tell you, and you will have to shower for half an hour." Zhang Moyan walked in, looked at the charming face that made the woman jealous, and said angry and funny.

"Why?"

"I have to wait for one more person."

"Who are you waiting for? Men and women?" Jiang Jiaomei was aggressive.

"man."

"Oh, I understand. It's Shi Liang. The incident of his transfer to Queensland spreading in the capital. He went to Queensland. You are lonely, but what should I do?" Jiang Jiaomei looked embarrassed, "Or what, I will accompany you to an adult goods store to buy vibrators tonight?"

"roll."

"Mo Yan, everyone in the capital is envious of you." Jiang Jiaomei blinked at Zhang Mo Yan, "Shi Liang is a popular young man in the capital. He has a good family background, is humorous, funny, and young and promising. The celebrities in the capital want to take off their clothes and get into Shi Liang's arms, but they didn't expect that Shi Liang's heart had been captured by you, the dead woman."

Zhang Moyan smiled, "We have a charming and high-minded attitude. I don't know how many times better my husband will be than Shi Liang in the future."

"Hmph, Zhang Moyan, just pretend. How old is Shi Liang now? He is only thirty-two? He is thirty-two years old. The No. 1 leader personally appointed him as the secretary of the Kunzhou Municipal Party Committee, wearing a yellow jacket. What level is Kunzhou? One of the few sub-provincial cities in China, and at the age of thirty-two, how many can the entire China do? In the future, the power of the Shi family will fuel the fire, and the height that Shi Liang can reach is limitless." Jiang Jiao cursed Zhang Moyan with charming glance: "With such a good man, you should be content. Shi Liang is much better than your unscrupulous brother."

"Mo Qian?" Zhang Moyan shook his head gently and said calmly: "Mr. Xu said something three years ago, it is about my brother. Do you want to hear it?"

Military Secretary Xu? Jiang Jiaomei knew that this immortal-like old man was famous in the Yangtze River Delta.

Zhang Family Military Advisor, Xu Beidou!

"Two Shi Liangs are not as good as one Zhang Moqian." Zhang Moyan murmured. She didn't know the height that his younger brother could reach in the future, and even Xu Junshi could not predict.

"Two Shi Liangs are not as good as one Zhang Moqian." Jiang Jiaomei's eyes lit up, and her beautiful eyes were full of bright colors. She hurriedly asked, "What does Old Man Xu really say?"

"Um."

Half an hour later.

A man about 1.75 meters tall walked towards the two women with his suitcase. Shi Liang had no handsome appearance. The standard passerby A and passerby B threw a brick on the street, like him, and could smash a lot of them. However, Shi Liang had a majestic temperament, which was trained in the big family and the officialdom.

"Mo Yan." Shi Liang shouted kindly, and when he saw that the little princess of the Jiang family was there, he said in surprise: "Jiaomei, why are you here too? By the way, I heard that you are going to teach at Queensland University. When will you set off?"

"Tomorrow, I'll take a flight with you." Jiang Jiaomei curled her lips and said, "Young Master Shi, don't you think that my light bulb affects you and Mo Yanlang's love, are you?"

"Yes, you'd better stay in a hotel. I'll be intimate with Mo Yan tonight." Because of Zhang Moyan's relationship, Shi Liang and Jiang Jiaomei are very familiar with each other, and they are bold and not taboo to joke about it.

"No, Mo Yan sleeps with me at night. You sleep on the sofa and want to have sex with Mo Yan, but there is no way." Jiang Jiaomei glared at Shi Liang, grabbed Zhang Mo Yan's arm and said, "Mo Yan, let's go and let him take a taxi by himself."

“…”

Shi Liang was afraid of three women in his life, one was his mother, the other was Zhang Moyan, and the last one was the little princess of the Jiang family.

…………

The Demon City, the most prosperous city in China, is full of lights and wine, and the rules are everywhere

The permanent population of more than 20 million is crowded in a place with a larger butt. Traffic congestion and crowded crowds. It takes eighteen kinds of martial arts to get a taxi on the bus to succeed. But even so, countless people still flock to the demon city from all over the country every year, a place full of gold and opportunities.

Maybe someone who was young, he entered Shanghai with the dream of buying a Tangchen Yipin residence next to Binjiang Avenue in Lujiazui. When he was middle-aged, he was still sad and crying and making a living by pursuing the urban management management, he realized that it was a great blessing to have an ordinary residence in this harsh and harsh demon.

There is gold everywhere, and opportunities everywhere. However, you also need to work hard to absorb the ability to encounter opportunities in a city called the Magic City. Isn’t it? Opportunities, to be precise, just your own efforts happen to encounter luck. Therefore, opportunities and efforts are inseparable. God will always take care of those who have been enriching themselves for ten years.

Therefore, knowledge equals wealth, and wealth equals power. This sentence is very correct.

If you want to stand at the highest peak of the Magic City and be able to sit in the Tongchen Yipin Seaview Room to watch the night view of the Bund, you must be cruel to others and even more cruel to yourself.

The pride of this republic not only swallowed blood and tears, but also countless ambitions.

At night, the lights were on, Nanjing East Road. A man and two women walked out of the Peace Hotel after dinner. The two women walked in front with umbrellas and hands in hand. Shi Liang, who was supposed to be the protagonist, became a soy sauce party and accompanied the two women across Daming Road to the Bund Scenic Area, Chen Yi Square.

Perhaps because of the rain, there are only a few sparse couples walking in the rain in Chen Yi Square.

Two women with great looks stood by the river. Looking at the prime location on the other side of the river, Zhang Moyan said quietly: "Twenty-six years ago, I was born in this city. Ten years later, I was ten years old and Mo Qian was five years old. That year, our Zhang family was forced to withdraw from this city, but..." Speaking of this, Zhang Moyan paused, a trace of sharpness flashed in his eyes, and a deep sadness: "Why? Why didn't they let our Zhang family go, why did they harm my mother?"

Two lines of tears flashed across Zhang Moyan's beautiful face. Jiang Jiaomei gently shook her hand and said softly: "Mo Yan, you still have your father, Mo Qian, Shi Liang, and me. We are all your relatives."

Shi Liang was so upset when he saw his beloved woman crying. He took a deep breath and made a secret decision in his heart that even if he went against the family's wishes, he would stand on Mo Yan's side and help the Zhang family.

"I know, with you, I will stick with it no matter how hard I am." Zhang Moyan nodded gently, "My father is more bitter than me, Mo Qian is more bitter than me, they are also persisting. My father will not forget my mother's grudge, I will not forget, Mo Qian will not forget."

After saying that, Zhang Moyan looked at the neon lights on the other side and said, "The Yangtze River Delta is the real battlefield for Mo Qian. He always wants to come back and take back everything the Zhang family should take."

Shi Liang walked up and gently hugged Zhang Moyan's slender waist and said softly: "Give Mo Qian two years to control southern Yunnan, as long as he controls southern Yunnan, he will have the strength to Zhulu Yangtze River Delta. I believe he can do it."

"Um."
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