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Chapter 1030 Past

This manor is far away from Shui Qiujing's winery, and the similarities are also very clear and they are both very big. The only difference is that Shui Qiujing transformed the house into a club and a wine cellar. This is the "castle" on the first floor, which is the hall for people to communicate, and the second floor is surrounded by people with higher positions to sit down and communicate.

Regarding the third floor, Liu Feiyang guessed half of it correctly.

The third floor is indeed a very private space. There are many rooms, all of which are large and will not make people feel depressed. However, anyone can enter these rooms. If people in the lobby on the first floor want to reach certain agreements here, they can also take the elevator directly to the third floor, which is an open space.

However, before entering, I will consider my own position and suppress my thoughts.

After seeing Shang Tuobi leave with a gloomy face, Shui Qiujing abandoned dignity and elegance, and walked to the third floor with a quick pace, abandoned her. A woman like her has lived under dogma for half her life. Even if her steps are messy, she will exude a charming elegance.

There are rooms on the third floor, and no one will stand in the middle hall and the corridor in the middle, so it is very empty. When she stepped on the ground, an ethereal echo came out, which room she should go to is very bleak. It is very clear which room she should go to. She turned her head and walked straight to a door. When she walked to the door, she finally paused and calmed herself down.

In front of Qin Fang, her identity is her godmother.

In the company, she is the boss.

But in front of some people, she only has one identity, that is, a woman.

But she would not reveal the little woman's side, she was too pretentious, and she could also say that she had forgotten what was going on with the little woman decades ago, nor would she deliberately pretend to be stereotyped, because everyone has known each other for decades, and grew up naked since childhood, and pretending to be superficial in everything.

Didn't knock on the door, so I raised my hand and pushed it open.

The mahogany door naturally would not make a harsh creaking sound. The door was first embedded with a crack, and the strong smell of smoke came out from inside. Then she pushed the door open. It seemed that the smoke in the "wonderland" of the world had become a substance, and you could see it floating in the room.

Shui Qiujing also smokes, but it is very rare.

Seeing the smoke inside, he frowned, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and coughed twice because he was choked.

The room was not big, more than twenty square meters, there was a bookshelf on the side wall, and in the middle there was a table made of a whole piece of wood dug out from the ground. The god was sitting at the top, holding a cigarette in his hand, and his expression was not very good. He should be thinking about something. He was not surprised by her appearance, but just looked up and then fell into thinking again.

Shui Qiujing was not in a hurry to speak. She looked at the ashtray on the immortal table, which was full of cigarette butts. Then her eyes fell to the end of this conference table, and there were three and a half cigars underground. Obviously, this was the position of Shang Troop just now, which could make the immortals who pay great attention to health ignite one after another. This shows how exciting the room was just now.

I walked over and opened the window on the side. The breeze hit me when I opened it, and the smoke and breeze fell into a fierce battle again. It was obvious that the breeze had the upper hand.

"You're a little impulsive..."

Shui Qiujing's opening was unrest and there was no complaint, as if she was narrating calmly.

After she said that, she walked to the gods, took out a cigarette from the cigarette box on the table, put it in her mouth skillfully with a little unfamiliarity, took out a match and lit it, took a deep breath, walked back to the position of Shang Bidder just now, sat down.

Women smoke more or less, but there is no dusty smell on her, only beauty is left.

The immortal was silent for a full minute, and the cigarette in his hand was not sucked, burned to the bottom, and raised his hand to press it out in the ashtray.

He said, "It's rare to be impulsive once, but it's already like this, there's no way..."

Shui Qiujing's eyes suddenly became resentful. She wanted to ask why you didn't make impulsive for me decades ago. But in this occasion, the atmosphere was obviously inappropriate. She was not a canary who always talked about her gains and losses, but a mature and accomplished woman, so she naturally knew what it means to put the overall situation first.

Calmly said, "Familiar opponents are always more terrifying than strange enemies. If the clown named Prince is really demoted to a commoner, his life will be difficult. They will not be able to watch so much money without a trace, and they will most likely find another person to replace him."

This passage is concise and not cumbersome.

But Liu Feiyang would probably be stunned when he heard this. From the perspective of emotions, Shui Qiujing called the prince to jump into the clown, and there was nothing unusual, but what he said was demoted to a commoner was very worthy of consideration. Secondly, there were, they... so much money.

The immortal finally raised his head and looked at the woman who was sitting opposite him, only three meters away.

Confidant.

This is not what others said, but what he said himself. Although everyone has been busy with his own affairs for so many years and rarely has time to meet, every time she encounters a major problem, she will definitely call him as soon as possible and dig into the problem and know what she is most worried about.

The immortal kept looking at her, his eyes were not burning, not deep, and it would not be ignored.

In the eyes of others, even if Shui Qiujing is today, she will confess her love by leaving out her identity and status and relying on her appearance alone, but only the gods know what "time is not forgiving people" means.

The octogenarians have been young and impulsive.

He still remembers that Shui Qiujing, known as the No. 1 energy sister, was just a little girl decades ago. She followed him and clamored that she would be her wife when she grew up. She was only a few years old at that time, with two braids and big eyes.

A few years later, the gods left the countryside, and Shui Qiujing's family entered Beijing.

Destiny is separated from then on.

In fact, before we parted, the gods just joked, saying that I would marry you when you grow up. The original intention was to stop letting this little follower Mo Ji himself. Who would have thought that Shui Qiujing, who was less than ten years old, would have remembered her for the rest of her life.

The immortal stayed in the countryside for seven years. Qi Qinggang once said: The boss occasionally looks at photos, and the one in the photo is a girl with braids.

First love.

The gods have also scolded: fucked first love, continue to look at the photos after scolding...

Afterwards, things became simpler and clearer. The country was open and the gods who did business became prosperous, and Shui Qiujing's father also reached a high position.

Her father watched the god grow up, and knew that this young man could do it, and that his only remaining daughter could not take over his career, so he ignored his daughter's waiting.

When the two met again, Shui Qiujing asked him, are you here to marry me? What's funny is that the gods were so scared that they threw away their armor and fled in panic. At that time, Shui Qiujing's reputation moved the capital, and the gods were busy raising female stars.

When the man has had enough fun, the woman has passed the age of marriage that people think is suitable for marriage, but there are many people who pursue her. Those people are now the most famous number, but she is still waiting for an excuse from her childhood.

Another turning point was when Xuanhuayuan brand became famous. The capital plunder in Shuiqiu Jing's mouth came to Shenxian. At that time, he was facing whether to give up all the company or give up a small part of the equity out of thin air.

This was also the most glorious period of the Shuiqiu family.

A woman solved the crisis of a man and did not let him agree to him, but asked him again, would you marry me?

The fairy looked at the "trend" in front of her, wearing clothes that were more dazzling than female stars. She was beautiful and beautiful. Even if she was pleasing to the eye, he knew that even God would be extremely impressed when marrying such a woman, but he couldn't find the feeling of falling in love in his first love, nor could he find the pure desire in those women.

Then he hugged Shui Qiujing's shoulder and said: It's better for us to be buddies.

He really became a buddy.

When the god got married, Shui Qiu entered the venue in a suit as the best man, which really amazed everyone. If a news media dared to reveal the news, the sensation would be much greater than that of the current super first-tier stars.

The final story is very dull.

"Capital plunder" is called the last hurdle by them. More than 99% of enterprises have died at this hurdle. Ding Yongqiang was lucky enough to escape, so he became the gods later.

When Shui Qiujing saw that he was already married, she completely lost expectations for marriage. She knew that the man could not support him, so she had to make money to support herself. Such a woman had her ancestors, the right time, place and people were coming every day. She wanted to achieve a great cause that others dared not think about, but was just a matter of reaching out.

The word oligarch is unaware of the praise or criticism.

But it seems a bit desolate to her.

Over the years, the two have not communicated much, met much, and had almost no intersection in their careers.

But the gods can clearly know that if the little girl who once followed her becomes the mature woman she is today in seconds.

Shui Qiujing also knew that the big boy who walked in front of him and would cry every time he would say how the big boy who secretly hid white sugar at home would ask his personal bodyguard Qi Qinggang to help find out if there was a middle-aged man with white hair after the years passed.

The entanglement between the two is not sad, not desolate, and not worthy of regret.

Because the immortal never regrets any decision he has made, he asks himself to be a good person, but he may not be able to play a good man.

Shui Qiujing doesn't regret it, nor does she think that she lost her life because of a perfunctory sentence. This pride daughter, who is amazing in beauty, has never taken the second place in her academic performance. Naturally, she has her own inherent persistence. Maybe she is thinking, no matter when you look back, I will still retain my best self?

The immortal finally withdrew his gaze. Although he had not regretted it for so many years, he must have felt guilty, because he always believed that turning a woman into a strong woman is a very cruel thing.

Thinking about how they would deal with it if they really replaced the prince and sent a stranger...

Shui Qiujing noticed that his eyes were moved away, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise them up. Seeing his serious thoughts, he thought of the ridiculous appearance that year he tricked himself into home. In order not to let himself cry, he said that white sugar was hidden under the bed and finally removed the bed and had not found it.

He couldn't help but say, "Are you coming to marry me?"

The god who was thinking was instantly pulled back to his thoughts by this magical sentence and looked at Shui Qiujing.

Four eyes are opposite.

After looking at each other for a few seconds, I actually smiled comfortably...

ps: Why is it late today? Explain... Cough cough, friends who live in the north should know that heating is for winter, and the heating water is being tested these days... The heating interface at home is leaking, so I keep repairing it.

Then the next chapter will probably be six o'clock...
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