Fame didn't speak. He just frowned and listened.

He went to the wine cabinet, opened the cabinet door and took out a bottle of whisky from it.

He opened his mouth, but his tone was cool. "Go and tell them that if you can sign on the compensation before noon tomorrow, you must transfer the money to their respective accounts in the afternoon, but if you have to pester again, you don't want to get a penny."

Reputation is in a bad mood. He has lost patience in this matter.

His competitors have always been those who are better than themselves. When is it their turn to disturb their mood?

"Bring some more rational family representatives to the reception room at noon tomorrow. I want to talk to them face to face." Reputation unscrewed the bottle cap coldly.

"President..."

Zhang Weiming frowned and said, "no matter how rational they are, they are also tricksters. I'm afraid... I'm afraid you're not their opponent. If they all rush up, the scene will get out of control. Moreover, they travel and demonstrate these days, but the target is you. If they force you to appear, do you want to see them? Then... "He really can't imagine how chaotic the situation will be.

If tangtangsheng is always knocked down by a group of unreasonable men, would it be better if it was spread... It's just a piece of the ground?

"Me?" Shengyu thought he heard a cold joke, "will you be afraid of them?"

With his eyes facing each other, Zhang Weiming lowered his eyes and whispered, "... It's not fear." But it's hard to hide my worry.

As soon as his eyes were closed, he calmly filled the goblet with wine, and then handed it to him.

Zhang Weiming raised his eyes and waved his hands again and again. "You drink, you drink. I can't drink such strong wine."

Shengyu looked at him for a few seconds, then looked up and poured the liquid in the cup into his throat, "you get off work. You've worked hard these days."

Yes, Zhang Weiming hasn't slept well for days.

"Don't worry, this matter will be the end tomorrow. I will send them back to the countryside." He has a high reputation and has such confidence in everything.

Finally?

Zhang Weiming nodded and put down some stones in his heart, "well, I'll go first." Glancing at him, he turned and left.

In fact, these days, the heart of fame has been tied to the treatment of the injured.

He only dissuaded the bad behavior of his family once, but the more dissuaded it, the worse it was. He simply ignored it.

Zhang Weiming thought he would never take care of it and let them fool around. He has a high reputation. Who can hurt him?

Unexpectedly, he said that tomorrow would be the end of the article. It can be seen that he had plans for a long time.

It seems that this matter is coming to an end.

After Zhang Weiming left, he was standing in front of the French window drinking alone.

The night is getting dark, the sky is like ink, the high-rise buildings have been dotted with lights, and his eyes are getting deeper and deeper.

Stood for half an hour until the bottle was empty.

There was a trace of dignity in his cold black pupil.

Stood in front of the window for a long time until the bright moon hung high.

Until the night gets dark

Shengyu suddenly remembered what Lan said on the phone. He went to the office chair and sat down and turned on his laptop.

After entering Baidu video, he saw the familiar face, which was the headline. He double clicked to open it.

His leisurely appears in the picture.

Magnesium lights flickered above her head, and countless microphones were in front of her.

She sat quietly, calm and beautiful.

Her familiar voice came into his eardrum——