The first reaction of Wang Zixu was a little tingling, and the second reaction was a bit wronged.

His wife left. For him, it is like Guan Yu hanging printed gold. To chase it is full. If you do n’t chase it, it ’s all. In the final analysis, he does n’t want it, but there is no way.

Do n’t talk about it, just abandon. The prince is abandoned by his mother when he was 8 years old. Therefore, it may cause him to be conscious in the subconscious that women never think that women are a kind of animal that can be retained, just like a white whale.

If the White Whale bites off your leg, you'd better wave your hand, say goodbye to it, and then watch its dorsal fins disappear on the skyline. Because it is destined to keep it. Since it can't be kept, it is better to leave the end of the story.

A trace of beauty.

Therefore, it was a very aesthetic (doubtful) thing to become Zuo Ziliang to attack his ammunition. This is not beautiful.

Wang Zi Xu expressed his protest to Zuo Ziliang. Zuo Ziliang laughed very strangely.

"I'm not talking about what you understand."

"What do you mean?"

"Then I said more details," Zuo Ziliang said, "Do you really have a wife?"

The prince opened his mouth blunt, and his mind was still looking back at him. The door of the office opened, Ye Lan's head came in:

"Are the two masters talking about the family?"

Zuo Ziliang wanted to speak. The prince felt that he just wanted to say what he wanted to say. He looked at him with his eyes, but he didn't want to speak again.

"What are you talking about?" Ye Lan pretended to walk in, walked in, closed the door firmly, then turned lightly, sitting on the sofa.

"Nothing, just something on the script." Zuo Ziliang returned to the desk to pack the documents.

"Don't pretend." Ye Lan laughed, "Is it easy to talk about information?"

The prince Xu and Zuo Ziliang looked at each other. They haven't thought about how to discuss with Ye Lan.

"Do you think I am stupid? I feel that Pharaoh is wrong this morning, and your Zuo Ziliang, you are weird during this time. Do you think I can't see it?" Ye Lanqi raised his legs with long legs, put his arms in his arms, put his arms with his arms, and put on his arms.

On the back of the chair, a big man is a faction, "Say! What is the situation?"

The prince glanced at Zuo Ziliang, and truthfully talked about Xunyi to find the door.

After listening to Ye Lan, he unexpectedly condemned Zuo Ziliang without saying a lot of scream, but thought about it and said:

"If we all want to jump on the car, for easy information, it loses the value of the United Front, but it is difficult to sell the price?"

The prince smiled bitterly: "The problem now is that this driving wants to fight to the end."

"Forget it, I understand," Zuo Ziliang sighed and slowly sat down on the chair.

This time I changed the prince Xu and Ye Lan to look at each other. Ye Lan asked: "What do you plan to do?"

After listening, Zuo Ziliang turned silently, returned to his own desk, took a pupping file bag, and threw it on the table.

"I mortgaged my house in Donghai and took out a loan. I originally planned to use it as a fund to fight against Xunyi. If you want to leave, it will be used as money to redeem your shares."

Ye Lan's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? Did Xunyi steal your wife? Why are you going against them like this?"

Zuo Ziliang lit a cigarette: "I have my reasons."

Ye Lan clasped her fingers and said:

"Operations, community, connections, resources, money burning, optimization... There is no place where we can beat the opponent. The only advantage we have is that our speech therapists have more experience than the opponent."

Zuo Ziliang squinted his eyes and smiled, blowing out a smoke ring:

"And they are paying high prices to recruit people, and our speech therapists are losing. I estimate that in about three months, the quality of their speech therapists will be equal to that of Wen Ai."

Ye Lan said: "Yes! So you know? Just like this, you still want to go against Xunyi?"

"As I said before, I have my reasons."

Wang Zixu asked: "Is this also part of your ideal?"

Zuo Ziliang did not deny it.

Wang Zixu thought for a while and said, "Then I will stay with you for another three months. I can also find a way to deal with my house and make some money."

Ye Lan slowly turned his head and looked at him with disbelief: "Are you crazy too?"

Wang Zixu said: "We have a chance."

"There's something wrong."

"There is really a chance," he explained. "An Younan came to me yesterday and used very generous means to pry me over. If they really went so smoothly, she wouldn't be in such a hurry to get success.

.”

After hearing this, Ye Lan expressed his rare agreement: "Judging from Xunyi's past style and methods, they also implement the law of the jungle internally, survival of the fittest. Projects that fail to achieve results in the short term will definitely be abolished on the spot. But this is very important to An You.

Is South established?”

Wang Zixu asked: "What happened to An Younan?"

"Think about An Younan's background." Ye Lan said, "Just a hint, the father of the CEO of Xunyi Company is also named An."

"Don't they have the same surname as father and son?"

"I heard that the father of Xunyi's boss is a married woman, so he takes his mother's surname. Now that Xunyi has grown bigger, it is possible for his daughter to change her ancestral surname."

Wang Zixu carefully recalled the scene when he met An Younan. The more he thought about it, the more reliable his guess was. He nodded and said:

"She is indeed a bit like the second generation. I was still wondering before. She was so young and had such a large amount of funds at her disposal. Can she really handle it? If you think about it from the perspective of cultivating successors, it is really possible.

possible."

After finishing speaking, Wang Zixu sighed: "Our small business has finally opened up an industry. In order to train successors, people just throw away a lot of money and let them be created. It's really infuriating."

Zuo Ziliang said: "Don't be so angry. This world is just a grassroots team."

Ye Lan's hand: "Even if you know this, there is no way? What is the use?"

Zuo Ziliang cigarette: "If it is half a year, when Wen Yan grows into a medium -sized enterprise, I still have confidence in their wrists with them, but now it is not good. Now we are not even with Mao.

. ""

The current Wen Yan is thrown in the East China Sea, just like a grain of fine sand and throw it into the Yellow River.

Open the map of the map and lift a photo of office buildings casually, which may include companies of 17 or eight texts.

When they encountered Xunyi, they just as if they were out of the novice village, they hit the final BOSS of the game throughout the game. There was no chance to return the file.

"But we are really not unprecedented. Since An Younan is not small, we cannot solve the problem, and we can start with the direction of the person."

Ye Lan's mouth: "Can you still shoot An Younan himself?"

Zuo Ziliang shook his head: "Do you forget? We have a little prince."

Nympho

Early in the morning, eating breakfast is too late. When the prince arrived in the society, he felt that his brain was a bit sober.

Recently, he has gradually started to get used to editing life. Reading various strange submissions in the mailbox, a modification suggestion for novice writers has gradually become fun.

In addition to reviewing the draft today, there are other tasks -he intends to speak with Ningchun Banquet, and ask her to order money.

I discussed with Zuo Ziliang and Ye Lan, and the biggest problem was missing money.

He also invested 800,000 at Ningchun Banquet. The magazine has recently improved. He intends to ask her to pull it back.

In the morning, the Ningchun Banquet hurried. He didn't have time to speak. At noon, Ning Chun Ban came back. The face was sad and worried.

Wang Zixu hadn't had time to talk about himself, Ning Chun Ban said firstly and complained:

"The printing factory is incorrect, and the price does not drop with us at all. It also has to collect warehouse fees. Isn't this a lot of our blood?"

Diao Yiwen raised his head first and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Well, it's not money yet?"

Ning Chun Ban sat down, took off the high -heeled shoes, and took the stockings on the tip of the toes. In the room, the prince Xu and Diao Yiwen were not regarded as an outsider.

The prince cleared his throat and decided to start with other things: "Chen Qingluo asked for leave."

"Really?" Chen Qingluo asked for leave all year round. Ning Chun Ban had long been used to it, "Well, how did you talk that day?"

"Fortunately, fortunately." Wang Zixu finished, feeling that this was a bit disobedient, saying, "I went to Shitonghe's house with her."

As soon as I heard this, the feet of Ning Chun Ban stepped on the chair and stepped on the air: "What?"

There is no wrong one, one time, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one by one!

Diao Yiwen also came over.

"We talked to Shi Tonghe some work, so I didn't talk very well."

Wang Zixu spoke vaguely, but Ning Chunyan had a clear understanding. He was worried about what Diao Yiwen might hear, so he said vaguely:

"Okay, after all, you are the senior, so it is normal for you to look down on us juniors. But having said that, at least this means that you and Qingluo have reconciled. By the way, why did she ask for leave again?"

Wang Zixu said: "She said she found inspiration and needed to go home and write it out immediately."

Ning Chunyan was stunned and said, "Ah, then didn't you tell me earlier?"

"Weren't you busy earlier?"

"When she said something like this, she must have gone into a crazy state when she came home. She might not have eaten breakfast now. If she was ignored, she would have fainted at home from hunger."
To be continued...