The meeting between Su Leng and Fu Siyang became very strange. Two days ago, Su Leng personally went to Moyuan Island to pick him up, but two days later, he couldn't even see Su Leng. He couldn't help but feel a little angry.
He couldn't help but look for Su Leng. He looked at the phone again and again in his hand, still pursed his lips. Charlie looked at the president who had disappeared from his home for half a month and then returned. He felt that something was wrong with the president at home, but he
I didn't dare to ask any more questions, so I and several secretaries in the secretary's office made enthusiastic guesses.
Something is wrong with Fu Siyang, and those who are his subordinates can only be used as cannon fodder.
It wasn't until Fu Siyang received a piece of news that he cheered up. Charlie shoved the documents in his hand in front of Fu Siyang, "Boss, look at this. We've been encountering obstacles in our business recently, and the methods are different.
Your family's old rules were very similar three years ago. Is it because the Fu family you spared is back?"
Charlie had witnessed the whole massacre of the Fu family three years ago. Fu Siyang was kind-hearted and did not kill everyone. If his mother had not died in the Fu family, Fu Siyang would not be so angry at all.
Because of the Fu family's insatiable greed, this little golden-haired lion made a triumphant triumph and made a splash, killing everyone involved with Fu Shan.
The only person let go at that time was his half-brother, Louis Figgus.
Three years ago, the child was 16 years old. Now he is 19 years old, just like his eldest son. The eldest son was only three days older than him. When Charlie thought of this, he couldn't help but feel that Xu Xing was back. Although he didn't know what he was going to do for the time being, how could Louis
Home is inevitable, and it is the only one with a goal to strive for.
Looking over the documents in his hand, Fu Siyang's lips curved into a sneer, "Is it just a head-on conflict?"
"No, secretly, several of our arms manufacturing factories in the Middle East have also encountered problems that have little impact. Mr. Su is already dealing with them. As for the front, boss, you may have to take action yourself. I don't know who is behind the second young master.
But the only thing I know is that it’s not simple.”
The folder in his hand was thrown on the table, and Fu Siyang smiled delicately and cruelly, "Charlie, I pressed it from the front and pried it from the back. All the companies and factories that have business dealings with him
Suppress me comprehensively, except for those behind the scenes. Hit me directly. Those who die are not my people. I have more weapons."
Charlie was stunned for a second, then slowly came back to his senses and looked at Fu Siyang, "Boss, are you so cruel?"
"He is the first to be unrighteous, so don't blame me for being ruthless. I only have three brothers in my life." Su Leng, Mo Yan and Xi Yejue, and the others are gone. He has no habit of randomly identifying brothers. Naturally, there is no need.
Too many brothers, Charlie wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded and walked out.
He felt that he was really pitiful. Not only did he have to be responsible for the frontal problems, he also had to manage the back-end adjustments. His boss completely treated him like a superman.
Fu Siyang received a call from Mo Yan in the evening. Of course, he had been waiting for this call for a long time. "Yang, if you can't take action, I will do it. Anyway, I have many people, Meiye
Anyone with Sili can do it."
How could Fu Siyang not know how awesome the generals and Zhixing beside Mo Yan were, but this was his own housework, and he didn't intend to ask others to help him. He smiled jokingly, "Yan, I have grown up.
, can I bother you with this little thing? Besides, you are also nervous now, so don’t worry about my affairs. I can handle it if it doesn’t matter. How are you and Xia Qi doing? "
"Nothing." Mo Yan answered perfunctorily on the other end, and Fu Siyang rolled his eyes.
"By the way, Leng has been in the Middle East for a long time. I don't know if there is any trouble. Yan, please help me take care of it. After all, you have the majority of the forces in the Middle East." In fact, he felt awkward saying this, and he knew that he would be criticized by Mo Yan.
Contempt, as expected.
"Why do you have such a long mouth? You don't know how to ask, just go ahead."
"You're not a brother enough."
"Go away." Mo Yan despised him, "Fu Siyang, don't be so perverted and make that island look like this for me. Damn it, I went so late that Xia Qi died in it. Why are you so stupid?
Yes or no?"
Fu Siyang was stunned. When did he see this man be so cool? He shouted brother over a woman? Fu Siyang smiled as if he had discovered a new world, "I said Yan, isn't she just a woman? What do you care about?
With your looks, are you afraid that no woman will want you?"
"Get lost." After giving him the truth, Mo Yan cut off the phone.
Staring at the hung up phone, Fu Siyang pursed his lips, "Oh, that's really boring."
*Middle East, Oman.
Fu Siyang has several arms processing factories located in Oman. The place is extremely secretive. Without someone to lead the way, it is impossible to find such a secret place. Su Leng came to inspect it twice. It is okay here. There is no movement. Stop it for a long time.
Aman's subordinates told him that many people had come to investigate in secret recently, but none of them had succeeded in sneaking in. He felt there was something wrong. Su Leng nodded and took it to heart, and discussed the next plan with his subordinates.
Left the military factory.
I was a little confused and didn't know where I was going. In the past, after surveying the situation in the Middle East, I always flew to Paris as soon as possible because Fu Siyang was there. Now I really don't know where to go.
The spacious street was bustling with traffic and lights, and Su Leng couldn't help but think of what he had said to Xi Yejue. Would you like to find someone to give it a try? But besides Fu Siyang, who else could make him so unable to let go?
He shook his head, turned the car around and went to a restaurant.
The place was bustling with people, so I chose the far right side of the table, ordered a glass of lemon juice, and sat there quietly drinking.
"What a coincidence."
Behind him, a familiar voice came. Su Leng slowly turned his head and saw Cheng Yang, who had a smiling face, his temperament was still clean and elegant, and the vigilance bell in his heart rang loudly. Is it really such a coincidence? But he still kept his expression.
Pointing to the chair next to him, "Sit."
Cheng Yang was not polite. He held the wine in his hand and sat next to Su Leng. He looked at the lemon juice in Su Leng's hand and was slightly stunned. He asked slowly, "Why don't you drink?"
"Alcohol allergy." Su Leng replied without saying much. Cheng Yang shrugged his shoulders and made a gesture to the bartender. The bartender filled him up with wine and said thank you. Cheng Yang then turned around.
Looking over his shoulder, Su Leng said, "What a coincidence, I met you in Oman. Are you coming to work?"
Su Leng shook his head, "I'm in a bad mood and I'm traveling. What about you? You're here for business?"
He didn't feel that he had seen through Cheng Yang. Although Cheng Yang was clean, he always had an aura that could be extremely complex, and he was prepared for any danger. Moreover, they were not easy believers in others. I believe that Cheng Yang was the same as him.
Cheng Yang shook his head, "I'm a photographer, so it's not weird to go anywhere. I just need to hand over a few photos for exhibitions every month. I didn't expect you to come here to travel, what? The work pressure is very high.
big?"
"Calculate."
Work, he really has never experienced such a thing as work. For them, the important thing is transaction rather than work. When Cheng Yang saw that Su Leng didn't want to say anything, he couldn't ask any more questions. Until he left, Cheng Yang had already
After drinking, Su Leng gestured to the bartender, paid the money and dragged Cheng Yang away. He found the nearest hotel, placed Cheng Yang in the hotel and left. The door was closed, and Cheng Yang opened his eyes.
There was some kind of unclear emotion in those dark eyes, which was a little complicated and a little contentious. He got up and turned on the computer, entered a lot of complicated codes, and then entered a program. There was someone waiting inside, and Cheng Yang gave an explanation.
I immediately went offline and turned off my computer. I stood up and walked to the bed and looked down. The rear of Su Leng's car just disappeared.
It wasn't until the car disappeared from his sight that Cheng Yang slid down the window to the ground. The hands on the ground were clenched into fists, with forbearance and struggle.
I met Cheng Yang again three days later. At the art exhibition hall, Cheng Yang stepped forward with a smile. He was as tall as jade, clean and handsome, with a big SLR hanging on his chest, a white shirt, and cotton trousers, which made him look even more...
Thin and slender, with a hint of joy in his bright eyes, Su Leng couldn't ignore it even if he wanted to. She faced him hard and Cheng Yang smiled, "What a coincidence."
"It's a coincidence." Su sneered, his tone was a bit weird, how could Cheng Yang not recognize it, but he didn't care.
"How about having a meal together?"
Cheng Yang took the initiative to invite him, and Su Leng stared at him with sharp eyes. Ling Rui's gaze made it impossible to hide, "Cheng Yang, why do I always meet you? Don't tell me it's a coincidence. There are no such coincidences in the world.
matter."
Su Leng started talking, and a flash of embarrassment flashed across Cheng Yang's face. Su Leng had always been as gentle and gentle as jade, noble and heroic as a prince. He was not short of the prince's nobility, and even more domineering.
, no matter how you look at it, the innate dignity in your body is not that of an ordinary person. It is relaxed and dignified at the same time.
"Su Leng, do you hate me?"
Cheng Yang was no longer awkward. He stood in front of Su Leng and spoke openly. Su Leng didn't expect Cheng Yang to ask such a question. He shook his head and put his hands in his pockets. "I just think you are weird. Why are you following me?"
Cheng Yang smiled, and the crowds coming and going in the exhibition hall all glanced at the two men with outstanding temperament. Some girls blushed, but Cheng Yang didn't pay attention and locked Su Leng tightly, "Su Leng, I
If you like you, try it with me!"
Confession! Cheng Yang was confessing his love. Su Leng was shocked and frowned.
But before he could speak, Cheng Yang continued, "Su Leng, it was a coincidence that I met you in Oman. The last time I met you in Riyadh, I observed you for a long time before I decided to go and strike up a conversation. I didn't expect that you saved me by accident.
You know I'm gay, so it's not surprising that I'm interested in you. But you disappeared. I was upset for a long time. I thought maybe there would be no chance of meeting you again, but I was lucky. I must confess my love to you next time I meet you. Very soon.
By chance we met in Oman, so can you try with me? I promise, I am a qualified lover."