Chapter 122

Huan Jing looks up and sees Tang Furui's surprised eyes.

He frowned slightly: "Why are you so surprised?"

Surprised?

He wanted to ask Lu Wenzhen how much money she had given her to leave without hesitation.

I really want to ask her if she has any regrets after five years?

But in the end, he didn't ask anything.

In a way, he felt a bit embarrassed.

…… A woman with a check is willing to fly away, even nostalgic eyes did not cast back a, this is not a failure?

If he is used to going with the wind and water in his life, then Tang Furui undoubtedly gives him an important blow, which makes him feel embarrassed when he turns around. He can't be worth a piece of paper if he takes advantage of the Huan family's wealth and his people.

The consternation in Tang's eyes lasted no more than three seconds, and soon turned into a chuckle.

"Did you just crush your brain?"

Start talking nonsense?

Huan Jing didn't have time to argue, "isn't what I said true?" his eyes fell on Tang Furui's eyes, and he swallowed it silently.

He wanted to ask too many questions, but every question he asked was like a slap in the face, emphasizing again and again how he had failed.

As a man, he felt that this kind of questioning was enough.

He looked away and looked around the room. He just asked, "how have you been in recent years?"

Tang Furui is very light: "not so good, just what you see."

The room is in a mess. Everything is piled up in one place. Everywhere you can see is cheap furniture, like a temporary room.

Huan Jing sat up, while Tang Furui also sat up.

They sat on the floor, like a pile of projects together. In ordinary days, it was clearly what he was good at, but today it made him feel upset. Watching all the characters come out of the paper and wander around, he endured the impulse to tear off all the documents, went to the French window of the wine shop and took a cigarette to calm down.

The assistant is a little confused. What's the matter with today's young master? Like gunpowder?

Just when he wanted to ask what happened to the young master, Huan Jing suddenly turned around and asked, "when is the final?"

"Ah? What final The assistant was confused again.

"The electronic competition," Huan Jing said, "is the one Tianzong participated in."

"Ah, that one!"

The assistant went over the calendar quickly.

"The day after tomorrow! At that time, all the advanced players will take part in the competition! "

Huan Jing: "OK, the schedule of that period has been pushed off. I'll go to see the game."

Assistant: "good."

But after that, I felt a little strange.

Mingming young master has been eliminated, and it is impossible to participate in the next round of finals. Why should young master pay so much attention to the final?

Even pushed off the schedule and went to watch the game?

Although I was full of doubts, the assistant didn't say anything and swallowed all the words in silence.

So Huan Jing stayed in the United States. The next day, he remotely processed some documents in the hotel. In the afternoon, he went to visit some business tycoons who could cooperate.

The whole trip was packed with people talking and laughing. The CEOs warmly asked for a handshake, praising Huanjing for his youth and success. Among the cups and cups, the hunting spirit and skills of the elites are fully displayed. I don't know. I really thought that this trip was Huan Jing's special business visit to the United States, and even the media quietly speculated that Huan Jing's visit was a purchase project that everyone had been discussing for a long time, and so on

Only the assistant knows that the seemingly full itinerary is actually an ornament for spending leisure time.

The real purpose of the young master's trip is to sit in the audience and watch the game.

The first day's time soon passed, and the second day's finals officially began. Huan Jing arrived early in the morning and didn't miss the time of any player.

The organizer recognized Huan Jing from a distance this time. Seeing him sitting on the seat above, he immediately arranged for his special assistants to come to entertain him, and explain the scene to him at any time.

…… I almost gave him up as a Buddha.

Huan Jing's eyes are always at the match scene downstairs.

The final was very lively, with more onlookers and more media. He sat on the sofa with his legs folded. His expression was calm. From a distance, he looked like a god overlooking the world.

But only Huan Jing knew his anxiety.

He leaned over and asked the people next to him what to say. The people next to him immediately went to get the order list of the final.

Along with the form came the organizer who welcomed him personally.

"Master Huan, this is the order..." The organizers began to explain one by one."Skip." Huan Jing said.

As soon as the organizers saw him like this, they knew that he was not very interested in other players, and immediately turned the topic to the main point.

"And this contestant, Miss Tang Meirui," the host said with a smile, "her order is the fourth from the bottom. This is a random draw. The time should be at 3:00 or 4:00 in the afternoon."

Huan Jing nodded, and asked no more.

He actually waited from eight or nine o'clock in the morning to four o'clock in the afternoon.

The scene is the busiest at noon.

The assistant cut the steak in his hand and muttered: "eight ripe ones are not delicious when they are sent here. The journey will be delayed for at least ten minutes on the way. There is no original flavor just brought out..."

Huan Jing did not move, eyes swept downstairs, not let go of any corner.

So far, he hasn't found out where Tang is.

He continued to wait patiently until four o'clock when Tang's group began to compete.

In a group of three, the other two are in place, but her position is empty.

Huan Jing's eyes were so deep.

What is this?

Did she stand him up?

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