After reading the overseas plan of the music website, more media in Hu Ning simply gave up the report of the event.

Zhongguancun, Netease.

Ding Lei sat in his office and looked at the latest financial news.

Interest rate increase, stock price decline, listing break, this pile by pile, one by one, as he expected!

After accepting Wu Tao's point of view, Ding Lei suddenly found that the continuous decline of Netease's share price was not so painful for him.

No matter how miserable he is, he is at least better than Wang Zhidong of sina.

For today's plan, we can only die and live later. It's no use complaining about yourself.

Thinking of this, Ding Lei got up, grabbed the car key on the table, and hurried out.

Half an hour later, when Ding Lei arrived at Tianjing company in the congested traffic flow at the evening peak, he had already got off work.

The overtime R & D team members told him that their boss was not there.

Wu Tao was really not in Tianjing company, because as soon as the exam was over, he went back to the siheyuan in Houhai.

If you don't go back, I'm afraid you won't have your own place in such a big Pro Prince's house.

In the evening of June, there was a trace of coolness in the dry and hot air. When Wu Tao returned to the courtyard, he returned to the quiet place of the single door courtyard from the dry heat of reinforced concrete. His manic heart suddenly settled down.

As soon as I entered the gate, I heard Fang Yuan's wanton singing.

Since the end of the college entrance examination, she shouted to come to the capital. As a result, she was stopped by her sister-in-law Wu Shuhua until her college entrance examination results came out and she was ten years away from Peking University. Now her sister-in-law had no excuse at all.

So Wu Tao had to arrange someone to pick him up.

No, I just picked it up today and took the courtyard as my home.

The source of the sound is not in the main hall, but from another courtyard. Wu Tao angrily followed the voice, and an Rong followed with a smile.

Finally, I saw Fang Yuan in a golden T-shirt in the flower house of another courtyard in the West.

Not to mention, the small glass flower house, hidden under the antique eaves, with tables, chairs and benches, is really a good place to enjoy the cool and enjoy the moon.

It's a pity that the night sky in the capital is gray and can't see anything clearly. It has failed to live up to the good mood of this summer night in vain.