This bar is the most famous in the city and is indeed well-known. On the dance floor, there are men and women swaying their bodies with music everywhere. In Ning Weikai's eyes, this body interaction does not bring too much passion and lust, but seems depressing and indulgent.

He smiled slightly: "I haven't been to the bar for many years. The last time I came, I was still in college."

Yuan Jun smiled and replied: "Oh, it's because I was too busy with work later, right?"

Ning Weikai was drinking and laughed and shook his head: "No, it was because he used to play in the bar too fiercely and made a mistake that I didn't want to make. At that time, I was young and swore that I would never go to the bar again after impulse. Before I knew it, I had been there for so many years."

Yuan Jun never knew that he had such a past, and did not dare to ask in depth, so he nodded. The two continued to look at the dance floor in silence.

However, the bar has always been a place for hunting for beauty and happiness, and Ning Weikai's appearance is very outstanding. A discerning person only sees his clothes and the Mercedes-Benz keys on the table, and he knows that he is either rich or noble. In addition, he has no female companion around him, and he has been looking at the dance floor with deep eyes, so a woman soon came to chat with him.

Those who dare to chat with him naturally have some confidence. The one in front of him is a beautiful girl in her early twenties, like a college student, wearing a colorful suspender skirt, which is quite unconventional. Her lips are colorful, but her eyes are clear and clean. She sat next to him: "Hey, what are you looking at?"

Yuan Jun frowned and reached out to drive her away. Ning Weikai gave him a stop look, and Yuan Jun had to sit back in the distance in confusion.

"I didn't see anything." Ning Weikai replied in a gentle tone.

The girl rolled her eyes and reached out to him: "My name is lydia."

Ning Weikai gently held her hand: "The name is not important."

lydia laughed, "You are so ungraceful." She suddenly leaned into his ear and whispered, "Brother, don't think I'm talking to you. I'm seeing you so sad, giving you a chance to have an affair. Are you in a better mood?" After that, she suddenly got up, Pingpingtingting left without looking back.

Yuan Jun looked at her Ruoliuruo suspiciously, and Ning Weikai looked at the girl's slim and young figure and suddenly laughed.

Why laugh? Because he suddenly felt ridiculous.

A thirty-year-old man actually puts down on his face. Such a young girl can actually see it and then give him a so-called "aggression".

But his wife couldn't see it, she couldn't see it.

Once upon a time, there was such a clear and icy girl who loved him?

She knew his ambitions, she knew his difficulties; he could make her laugh as soon as he spoke, and when he was worried about work, she also held her face and squatted beside her to find a solution; and when he outlined the erratic future, the little girl did not dislike it at all, and said enthusiastically: "Sure, we are both so awesome. If we can continue to be so good, it would be impossible to join forces to build a foundation in Lin City!"

He has more ambition than him and more energetic than him.

Now, youth has faded. The love he thought was just a vague reflection in his heart. For him, Lin Qian was just a witness to that youthful period and could not stir up any turmoil. He knew very well that he loved his wife deeply. He loved her beauty, her simplicity, her weakness, and her wealth.

But what did he lose?

He now has hundreds of millions of wealth. Even if he is excluded by Zhu, it is only a small task to make a comeback. But why did he feel lost on this ordinary night, like a young man, suddenly unable to see his life clearly?

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When Ning Weikai was secretly depressed, the most ambitious person in Lin City and the luggage industry was not Aida, but Chen Zheng who had been dormant for a long time.

This night, he was standing in his Si Meiqi's production workshop, looking at the busy workers and batches of new leisure bags that had just been produced and were in a deep and difficult to tell.

Behind him were the managers of Si Meiqi's departments. Everyone was both nervous and confident about the fight against the prince's president this time. In their opinion, Aida was always calm and unrestrained because of Aito's folding wings last year; Xin Baorui contradicted itself and lost the blockbuster market of leisure bags. Now the market's enthusiasm for purchasing Sand Eagle has stabilized, which is indeed a good time to recover the lost land of leisure bags.

Of course, the premise of their belief is that they don’t know that Ada is the boss behind Mingde Fabrics. They even purchased fabrics from Mingde, and the quality is really good. The procurement department intends to establish a long-term strategic cooperation relationship.

At this moment, Chen Zheng stood in front of everyone, his mood rolling like a tide.

This year, watching Aida and Xinbaorui fight back and forth, killing the entire market in blood. Under the pressure of vinda, aito and Shaying, Si Meiqi, as the second in the market, suffered repeated disasters - his mid-range leather bags, leisure bags and outdoor bag markets gradually shrank, becoming the most severely damaged company among the three companies.
Chapter completed!