In the conference room, the lawyers from Tianxia Law Firm are well versed in the applicable conditions of laws and regulations.
With just a few words, those who wanted to pay debts no longer had the strong smell of gunpowder before they came.
The smart U.S. and Japanese office representative secretly asked for the contact information of one of the lawyers, saying that he was asking the other party to do his best to be a landlord at the hotel tonight.
In fact, everyone in society understands that this is nothing more than asking a lawyer to help guide you on how to get your debt back.
Zhang Ling originally planned to do this like the U.S. and Japanese office representatives, but was stopped by Muzi who was accompanying her.
"Friend, you don't have to be like this." There was a sense of mystery in his tone.
Zhang Ling watched Muzi shake his head at her and asked with some confusion: "Do you have a better way?"
Muzi glanced around the conference room, wanting to express that it was inconvenient, smiled and winked, took her hand and stood up to leave.
Zhang Ling naturally understood Muzi's intention and called Yan Yuan to leave the conference room together.
As soon as he went out and passed Li Xiang's office, Chen Jian looked like a prisoner in a spy drama who had just been released from prison after being tortured.
Except for some wrinkled clothes, he bared his teeth every step of the way and walked slowly in front of him.
Muzi and Zhang Ling were talking and laughing. The moment Muzi saw Chen Jian's back, the smile on his face disappeared instantly.
Zhang Ling just wanted to follow Muzi's gaze to see what he saw. But Muzi felt impatient and didn't even have time to say a word. He left Zhang Ling and Yan Yuan behind and walked quickly towards Chen Jian one by one.
They watched Muzi stay on Chen Jian's side, gently supporting him with both hands, looking at Chen Jian up and down with distressed eyes and saying, "You are injured! Who beat you like this? Tell me..."
Zhang Ling suddenly felt that Muzi's unusual behavior toward Chen Jian in the conference room might just want to express a sense of reserve that women always maintain.
When he saw Chen Jian's injured look, the love in his heart instantly broke through his reason, making it difficult for Muzi to remain reserved.
Chen Jian was stunned for a while because of Muzi's actions. When he heard Muzi asking who had done the harm to him, he came back to his senses instantly.
It's a small thing like spending some time with good friends to stretch your muscles.
How can you say that to a woman you just met so easily?
What's more, he was the one who was beaten from beginning to end.
"No, no one hit me? I just had a drink in Li Xiang's office. The floor was too slippery and I accidentally fell a few times." This was the best explanation Chen Jian could think of.
Zhang Ling and Yan Yuan, who were following from behind, laughed sweetly when they heard Chen Jian's words.
"Um...Mr. Chen, you are so embarrassed! How could you fall like this?" Yan Yuan said without concealment.
When Chen Jian heard Yan Yuan's voice, he was startled, and a bit of fear appeared on his face. He only raised his eyes and subconsciously took two steps away from Yan Yuan.
This was because he was worried that Yan Yuan, a crazy woman, would attack him again.
Yan Yuan kept smiling happily when she saw Chen Jian's reaction. She seemed to enjoy the way others were scared when they saw her.
Zhang Ling saw Yan Yuan's intention to continue teasing Chen Jian, and taking into account Mu Zi's concern for Chen Jian, she took the initiative to pull Yan Yuan to her side and said, "Yan Yuan, please stop messing around!"
Yan Yuan suppressed her smile at Chen Jian, pretended to be a little aggrieved, looked at Zhang Ling and stopped talking.
In order to regain some face, Chen Jian defended Yan Yuan: "It's as if you have grown so big without ever falling."
"There is no one like you, no matter how old you are, who can still throw yourself to the point of paralysis." Yan Yuan's competitive spirit did not allow anyone to overpower her, and she would fight back regardless of Zhang Ling's restraint.
Muzi was speechless as he listened to Yan Yuan's words.
Muzi knew in his heart that the office floor was non-slip. Although he didn't know whether Chen Jian really fell in the office? But it was definitely a fact that Yan Yuan beat Chen Jian violently before.
"That's enough! My friend, you were not rude in the conference room before. Mr. Chen said this to protect your image as a friend. Please be more careful with your words."
Zhang Ling and Yan Yuan were stunned by Muzi's words "enough".
Because Yan Yuan accepted Muzi's gift, even if she had complaints in her heart at this time, she could only suppress it and say nothing.
Zhang Ling felt vaguely familiar with the aura Muzi exuded just now.
Looking back carefully, I found that it was very similar to the aura that Li Xiang exuded in the conference room before.
Yes, that's the kind of aura that dominates the world!
Through comparison, I found that Li Xiang's aura was a bit superficial, more like copying and pasting from Muzi.
Suddenly, it seemed that Li Xiang's aura was missing his unique kingly temperament, while Muzi's aura felt like he had completely achieved the unity of spirit and form.
Although Chen Jian briefly fell into a deep trance of happiness because of Muzi's another show of goodwill, his mind began to dream about the beautiful scene after Muzi became his girlfriend.
Suddenly, a picture of Muzi ignoring him flashed up in the conference room. Chen Jian was like waking up from a big dream, warning himself not to fall into Muzi's cunning plan of playing hard to get.
He wanted to force himself to break free from Muzi's supporting hand, but the moment his hand touched Muzi's hand, the familiar feeling like an old friend made him reluctant to let go, and let a voice in his mind roar to let him break free.
Chen Jian smiled with a hint of obsession and asked: "Miss Muzi, I wonder if we have met somewhere before? From the moment I saw you, I..."
Yan Yuan didn't wait for Chen Jian to finish his expression before teasing with a bit of disdain: "I have fallen deeply in love with you. Haha, you men are really funny! When you meet a beautiful woman, you don't mean that she looks like the woman before you.
It means that I fell in love with you at first sight. Hey, Mr. Chen, do you dare to be more cliched?"
When Muzi heard Yan Yuan's wrong explanation, he seemed to have forgotten his feelings for Chen Jian, lowered his head slightly and smiled.
Chen Jian originally wanted to explain Yan Yuan's words, but seeing Muzi's smile, he felt that all explanations seemed too redundant.
He completely ignored Yan Yuan's words and said as if he was confessing his love to Muzi: "No, I mean that I have an indescribable sense of familiarity with you from the first time I met you. Miss Muzi, I think you should know that I
That’s what I mean.”
Muzi was slightly startled when he heard Chen Jian's words. He probably felt that his previous worries were unnecessary. He smiled broadly and broke away from Chen Jian's hand, turning around and walking towards Zhang Ling.
"Zhang Ling, it seems that Mr. Chen is fine, let's go!"
What?
Muzi chose to ignore him again!
Chen Jian was roaring in his heart at this time.
"No, Miss Muzi, you haven't answered my question yet." Chen Jian himself felt that saying this was too mean.
Zhang Ling could hear her love for Muzi from Chen Jian's tone.
She glanced at Chen Jian, then at Muzi beside her, and asked with some confusion: "Muzi, you..."
Muzi seemed to have understood what Zhang Ling was going to say next. He stretched out a finger to block Zhang Ling's desire to express, and then with a somewhat meaningful smile, he leaned over and whispered into her ear.
"You must know that men are always the most obsessed with mysterious and unobtainable things. I like him, but I don't want him to think that I am a casual person. I think you should also know, my friend. People never do
It’s too easy to get things. The same goes for feelings.”
Zhang Ling suddenly realized after listening to Muzi's words that she must have agreed to her first love too easily as Muzi said. That's why her first love never took her seriously, which is why she disappeared without news for many years.
Yan Yuan, who looked carefree on the surface, saw something strange in Zhang Ling's face, put a hand on Muzi's shoulder and asked, "What did you say to Zhang Ling?"
Just as Mu Zhi wanted to explain to Yan Yuan that he had not said anything outrageous, he saw Zhang Ling's sad eyes.
Because Chen Jian was ignored by Muzi, he watched with his toes in embarrassment as he dug out the staff on the floor.
His image as a "playboy" in the eyes of others has not been without its ups and downs.
Chen Jian straightened his body and deliberately coughed, which successfully attracted their attention.
"Dear ladies, I'm sorry. The company still has urgent business that I need to handle, so I'll excuse you for now."
After saying that, his heart felt as if he had been punched by a heavyweight boxer. Fortunately, the pain that spread throughout his body seemed to perfectly offset the heartache.
He turned around seemingly coolly, but unfortunately only a tear slipped out of the corner of his eye, and he continued to move forward with brisk steps.
He secretly made up his mind to never do bad things again and took the initiative to say a word to Muzi.
"Mr. Chen, I understand what you just said."
Chen Jian was startled and a little secretly happy. His brisk pace gradually slowed down until he stopped completely. He turned his face slightly and used the corner of his eye to see a hint of happiness in Muzi's expression.
He resisted the urge to speak to Muzi and was about to lift his feet and continue to leave decisively, but he never thought that Muzi's voice sounded in his ears again.
"If you fall and get injured, don't force yourself to go to work. It's better to go to the hospital first."
Are you caring about me?
Chen Jian almost turned around immediately, but in the end he gritted his teeth and held back.
"You don't have to worry about it, Miss Muzi." He forced himself to say in a calm tone.
After Yan Yuan heard this, he complained about Mu Zi. Looking at Chen Jian's retreating figure, he got excited and wanted to step forward and curse.
Zhang Ling seemed to have already understood that Muzi didn't care about this, and quickly stopped Yan Yuan's impulse.
Muzi looked at Chen Jian's back and smiled slightly, feeling that everything was under his control.
"Muzi, are you okay?" Zhang Ling asked because of this smile.
Muzi then looked at Zhang Ling and shook his head with a smile, but his eyes were full of gratitude and said to Yan Yuan: "Thank you, friend!"
"Thank me for what? I really wish I didn't do anything. As long as you don't think I'm causing trouble." Yan Yuan said with a slight blush.
Muzi shook his head to deny Yan Yuan's statement, came up to him, gave Yan Yuan a warm hug, and whispered in his ear.
"It's great. I'm lucky enough to have such a straightforward friend like you today. It's really the greatest happiness in my life. Thank you, my friend."
Yan Yuan has always felt that the protagonists on the scene were too artificial when seeing scenes with a strong sense of ritual.
But when faced with the Muzi ceremony, Yan Yuan fell deeply in love with this sense of ritual.
The solemnity of the sense of ritual makes seemingly ordinary actions radiate the light of happiness. It also makes Yan Yuan understand that the reason why life is dull and boring is actually the lack of sense of ritual.
"Even if we are friends, why do we need so many thanks? No, no, no." Yan Yuan changed from a passive hug to an active hug as she spoke.
She tried to convey the happiness she felt to Muzi, her new friend, in the same way.
Zhang Ling, who was standing aside, always felt that just standing there was a bit too embarrassing.
She raised her eyes and saw that there was no one else in the corridor, and took the initiative to step forward and spread her arms, hugging her like a mother hugging two children.
Happiness passed between the three of them instantly.
Some people say that the sense of ritual in the lover's world plays a decisive role in preserving the relationship.
Because only a sense of ritual can show the importance and intention to each other.
At this moment, it is too narrow for them to limit their sense of ritual to only love.
So it should be said that the sense of ritual is respect for any human relationship.
A human emotion without respect is destined not to last long.
Si Xu.
A voice broke this rare happiness and peace.
"Um...could you three please give way? I want to go through here."
Yan Yuan closed her eyes and enjoyed the feeling very much. With some anger, she said in the direction of the voice: "Come on, the aisle is so wide, how big can you be? It's more than enough to pass one person."
When Zhang Ling and Muzi heard Yan Yuan's words, they were unwilling to open their eyes and make a sound of agreement.
The voice said with a sense of embarrassment: "Um... I'm sorry, the aisle is indeed quite wide, but I am not a small person. With three people blocking the middle of the aisle, it is really difficult for me to pass smoothly."
The three of them were all a little annoyed because of this unexpected visitor. They were about to scold him based on their voice, but when they saw the figure of the visitor clearly, all their anger disappeared.
Zhang Ling took the lead and said to the visitor with a sense of guilt: "I'm sorry, please ask!"
The three of them stood in a line like concierges, watching the man pass by. Perhaps due to the strong visual impact, they could clearly feel the floor shaking with each step, giving them the feeling of falling freely.
They were like triplets who were connected in spirit. At the same time, they were all thinking about where the sumo wrestlers were working here.
The sumo man was obviously a very polite person. He suddenly stopped, looked at them sideways, smiled and said "thank you".
Yan Yuan watched the sumo man go away and asked with some confusion: "Zhang Ling, that's strange. Do you know why he said thank you?"
"Respect!" Zhang Ling said without hesitation.
Muzi looked at Zhang Ling and said with a smile: "Yes, it's respect!"
"Is it to respect us? Actually, this is not necessary." Yan Yuan said somewhat complacently.
Zhang Ling and Muzi looked at Yan Yuan with surprised eyes, then shook their heads and smiled at each other in a tacit understanding.
Only then did Yan Yuan realize that she had made a mistake. She quickly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Ling's arm and asked, "I was wrong! Please tell me where I went wrong."
There is discrimination everywhere in this world.
Some people are just very strange and always find reasons to discriminate against each other.
As everyone knows, people who always like to discriminate against others with words and deeds are often the most pitiful existences in the world.
Because your perverted heart can only be soothed in this perverted way.
The sumo wrestling man, just because the three of them did not treat him with discriminatory words and deeds like those perverted people.
Therefore, the sumo men who have gained respect expressed their gratitude to them in words from the bottom of their hearts.