Chi Guang

Chapter 143 Old Friends

It wasn't until Xu Chichuan took off his badge and stood firmly in front of the desk with an apologetic face that Gao Shenyuan had to admit that Yuan Pei was really right.

"Why?" He frowned, "With your current performance, you can become a trainee lawyer before graduation, and you can apply for a lawyer's professional qualification certificate after one year."

"Is it Mu..."

"No," Xu Chichuan interrupted him and said seriously, "It has nothing to do with him."

"It's my personal decision."

"Then you don't need to resign," the man softened his tone, "I said it won't cause you trouble at work, and it's also effective now."

"Or," he paused, "transfer you to Yuan Pei..."

But Xu Chichuan still shook his head, his eyes were clear and firm: "No, thank you brother."

"I have decided."

After the person left, Gao Shenyuan looked at the work badge left on the table, feeling stuck in his heart.

That work card, like him, was left behind and discarded.

Impulsively, he dialed the phone, his voice was as cold as his face: "Mr. Mu."

"I remember you said that if Xu Chichuan continues to stay in Yiyuan as an intern, I hope that I will treat everyone equally and not avenge myself."

"I regretted it just after I said it," the corner of my mouth curled up a little sarcasm, "Did you find that you were too full of words, overconfident, and afraid that people would run away?"

As soon as the words fell, a low sneer came from the other end of the phone, Gao Shenyuan became even more angry, his face was ashen: "What are you laughing at?"

"Lawyer Gao."

"Let me guess," the man sounded very happy, "Xu Chichuan has resigned."

"You think I let him go."

"And he should have clarified it with you, but you don't believe it."

"I mean, if Xu Chichuan continues to stay in Yiyuan as an intern, I hope you will treat them equally;"

"But I didn't say that Xu Chichuan will definitely stay in Yiyuan."

Gao Shenyuan clenched his hands tightly.

"Going or staying is his personal decision, and I will not, and there is no need to interfere."

The man turned his pen around and chuckled.

"and also,"

"Although I have a lot of confidence in myself, most of it comes from him."

"I said that too, but you don't remember."

After speaking, Mu Shihai hung up the phone, and did not give him another chance to speak.

On the other end of the phone, Tong Wei rolled her big eyes. The pen was spinning rapidly between her fingers and the corners of her mouth were raised high, showing that the man was so happy that he couldn't be happier. It was much easier to sign: "Is there anything else?" ?”

"No more," the woman said angrily, "This is the company! Please! Restrain yourself!"

"What are you so happy about?"

"You know it clearly."

Of course he knew, Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, still very happy: "You don't understand."

Tong Wei: ...

"It's a subtle male psychology among men."

Tong Wei: ...

Just as he was about to curse, the man's cell phone rang again. Tong Wei kicked open the door with the document in his arms, and then heard a sentence from Mu Shihai, "Baby, she will really shorten her life."

But the call didn't come from Xu Chichuan.

"President Mu."

"Your Excellency forgets so much."

On the other end of the phone, Ye Jing looked at Lu Miaoyi who was baring his teeth and sneering in horror. The can was distorted in the man's hand, and the uncontrollable evil fire in his words was about to burst out of the receiver.

"Last time you said you wanted to meet me."

"When are you going to make me wait?"

"Wait another seven years?"

Ye Jing gasped.

Automatically skipping over the provocation in the man's words, Mu Shihai said calmly, "It depends on your time."

"Tsk, I dare not ask Mr. Mu to cooperate."

"Tomorrow at noon, on the fifth floor of Lijing Hotel, box B1, meet Mr. Mu."

"I tell you clearly, Hongmen Banquet, don't come if you don't have the guts."

With a snap, Lu Miao flicked the phone, and Ye Jing tremblingly handed over a cup of chrysanthemum tea: "Master, drink tea."

Lu Miao gave a strange laugh and didn't answer.

"Curly chicken."

The man spoke in a kind tone, but his gloomy expression was like black and white, "Are you tired of working?"

"Want to become a beggar chicken?"

"How long has the surname Mu been back?"

"……One week."

"How long have you known?"

"……One week."

"That's right," the man patted his face, "If he didn't call me, when are you going to tell me?"

Ye Jing: ...

"It's enough to keep it a secret. Do you want to talk about it when you come to my grave to burn paper?"

Ye Jing: ...

"This account will be settled later," Brother Sanshui sharpened his knife, "Wait until I finish torturing that little bitch surnamed Mu first."

Ye Jing: ...

Brother Mu, I'm sorry, it's really not that brothers don't work hard.

Lijing is on Nanbin Road, four or ten minutes away from the company. Before arriving, Mu Shihai wondered why Lu Miaoyi chose this place. He finally understood when he saw a martial arts gym on the third floor. What was the reason for Ye Jing's worried voice last night?

Mu Shihai raised his eyebrows, opened the door and entered the box.

After seven years of absence, there are no old friends who hold hands and look at each other with tears in their eyes. Only though they are not enemies, they are still extremely jealous when they meet.Ye Jing hadn't stood up yet, but Lu Miaoyi had already greeted her, and stretched out her hand with a murderous smile: "Mr. Mu, long time no see."

The hand was strong, and the ring was so painful that Mu Shihai's face remained unchanged: "Long time no see."

Ye Jing also wanted to go up and hug Fa Xiao, whom he hadn't seen in seven years, but he was afraid that Lu Miao would beat him to death when he returned, so he could only nod pitifully at Mu Shihai.

Brother Sanshui was looking at the man in front of him, and his anger was rising. He looked like a dog in a suit and leather shoes, and when he thought about his child who had been suffering from depression for many years, his blood pressure soared to [-].

Today, if the surname Mu is not allowed to peel off, he, Lu Miao, will write one or three characters upside down!

"What to drink?" Ye Jing turned the table around, "Coke is still..."

"Of course it's drinking," Lu Miao picked up a bottle of Wuliangye, with a half-smile, "Mr. Mu won't lose face, right?"

Ye Jing laughed dryly, picked up her phone and was about to slip away: "I'm going to the bathroom."

"return."

"Don't go."

The two spoke in unison, and Lu Miao snorted: "If you dare to report to Xu Chichuan, believe it or not, I will stew you like firewood tonight."

Ye Jing: ...

As soon as Lu Miao was about to reach out, Mu Shihai took the lead to pick up the wine bottle, filled the two wine dispensers, and drank them all in one gulp before the two of them could react. With a burning sensation, Mu Shihai resisted the discomfort, and said word by word: "Now, can we talk?"

The box fell into a deathly silence, like a squib drenched in sea water, stuck in the barrel, Lu Miao laughed back in anger, dropped her chopsticks and stood up: "What are you talking about?"

"Talk about why you are coming back now?"

"Let's talk about what you want before we go?"

Mu Shihai raised his head and shot him a murderous gaze: "I won't leave."

"You said that before," he sneered, "and then you left for seven years, and he waited like a fool for seven years."

"I know why you came, and I don't want to talk nonsense with you."

"Yes, thanks to you, he has had a bad life these years, very bad."

Mu Shihai clenched his hands tightly.

"You owe him seven years, and he is willing to follow you wholeheartedly. That's your business." Lu Miao rolled up her cuffs and took out the taekwondo uniform in her bag. "My account with you is purely personal."

"A man's business should be solved in a man's way."

In the martial arts gym on the third floor, as soon as Lu Miao changed her clothes, the black belt on her waist was particularly conspicuous, and her knuckles were creaking. On the other hand, Mu Shihai, in a white shirt and black trousers, no matter how you look at it, this is a one-sided battle After being beaten, Ye Jing turned around and tightly closed her eyes.

Lu Miao snorted and laughed twice: "Within ten moves, whether you can hide or not depends on your own ability."

The coach blew the whistle: "Go!"

For the first time, Lu Miao missed Mu Shihai's brow bone with his fist.

For the second time, Lu Miao grabbed the man's waist with his backhand, bent his knees slightly, and knocked him to the ground with force from his feet.

After being hit hard in the stomach, Mu Shihai groaned and frowned in pain.

But Lu Miao had no intention of showing mercy at all. He avoided the vital organs of his body and punched him hard. Mu Shihai gritted his teeth and took it all.Lu Miao stopped when he counted to the seventh, panted and squatted down in front of him, Mu Shihai, who was dizzy, saw a pair of hands stretched out towards him, and bumped to lift him up.

"President Mu."

"The account is cleared."

"excuse me."

"Brother Mu."

Ye Jing groaned, rushed towards Lu Miao, and yelled at Lu Miao, "Are you trying to kill him!"

Lu Miaoyi: ...

He strikes with a sense of proportion, he didn't hit the vital point at all.

"I'll tell Xu Chichuan now!" Ye Jing gritted his teeth, "You beat his husband to death."

Lu Miaoyi: ...

Back in the private room, Lu Miao replaced the baijiu with coconut milk, and clinked glasses with Mu Shihai: "Are you really going?"

"Don't go."

The man's eyes were sharp: "You promise?"

The glass collided, and there was a crisp ding: "Guaranteed."

"Okay," Lu Miao nodded, "I'm ugly to say the first thing, and once again, I will kill you even at the ends of the earth."

Ye Jing caught a piece of fish and said with a sneer, "Aren't you afraid that Xu Chichuan will sue you for killing your husband?"

Lu Miaoyi: ...

Fortunately, he didn't slap his face just now.

"Have you...have you seen it?"

Mu Shihai nodded.

"Did he say something?" Lu Miao said after thinking about it, "or did you find something?"

Silence spread in the box, the man's face was dark and unclear, Ye Jing put down his chopsticks and looked at him, Mu Shihai poked the cold fish in the bowl, and spoke slowly.

"I've lost a lot of weight."

"Insomnia, not sleeping well."

"28 degrees the day before yesterday."

"He wore long sleeves."

Lu Miao's heart tightened, and when he was about to speak, Mu Shihai suddenly raised his head and frowned, "Are you sick?"

Forget it, Lu Miao sighed, leaned back on the seat quietly, and sold his son as soon as he sold his son: "Yes, he is sick."

"depression."

"In the year you left."

The man suddenly tensed his back, like a bow that was about to break when it was stretched to its full string, trembling despite its strength.

Lu Miao turned her head away, unable to bear to see him now.

"As for why insomnia, skinny, and not wearing short sleeves... I think," he said with difficulty, "it's better for you to figure it out yourself."

No one is qualified to speak out for Xu Chichuan about those lonely and long-lasting pains.

"But there is one."

Lu Miaoyi looked serious: "If he doesn't want to, don't force him to say it."

Mu Shihai lowered his eyes to hide the deep pain in his eyes.

How could he be willing.