Chapter 01 Vol. 2

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1 Illusion

    When Xia Liang opened her eyes, she found herself in the bedroom of Xia's old house, the door was closed tightly, and the floor-to-ceiling curtains were tightly covered.

    In the dim light, he saw himself sitting on the bed without a strand, half-covered and half-covered, messy clothing scattered all over the floor, and the tip of his nose still had the yin suffocation after a night of rain and cloud.

    A tall man knelt down in front of the bed. He couldn't see his face, but Xia Liang had a very familiar feeling.

    He was about to open his mouth to order the person to raise his head, and suddenly he felt that the scene in front of him flickered, and everyone was instantly sucked into the endless darkness.

    The familiar cell phone bell rang in her ears, Xia Liang struggled to sit up, feeling top-heavy and soft.

    The ringtone continued. He instinctively followed the sound for a while before he found his mobile phone on the sofa. It turned out to be a mobile phone alarm, and the time showed half past one in the afternoon.

    It suddenly occurred to him that he just took a nap in the office as usual, and it took only half an hour from falling asleep to waking up.

    The dim and messy scene just now seemed to be just an illusion in his half-dream and half-awake period.

    He didn't care too much about it, rubbed his sore temples, stood up and made a cup of freshly ground coffee for himself, then returned to his desk and continued to deal with his busy affairs.

    At around four o'clock in the afternoon, when Zhou Shuo opened the door of the president's office, he saw Xia Liang standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows calling, and her voice came intermittently: "...Box 207...see you at night." After speaking, he hung up the phone. .

    Zhou Shuo has been an assistant with Xia Liang for three years. Xia Liang is not a person who casually exposes his emotions, but based on his understanding of him over the past few years, Zhou Shuo can still guess from his subtle tone changes. Show the relationship between the other party and Xia Liang.

    If Xialiang’s social circle is divided according to the degree of closeness, it can be roughly divided into nine levels from closeness to closeness: strangers, competitors, potential customers, customers, major customers, business partners, relatives and friends, close friends, and family members.

    As for the person on the other end of the phone, Zhou Shuo speculated that he should be above friends and not full of family members.

    Xia Liang put down his phone, turned his head and saw Zhou Shuo coming in, sat down on the chair next to the desk, and asked, "What's the matter?"

    Zhou Shuo was very tall. Even if Xia Liang stood up straight, he still had to be slightly He can look at him by raising his head, which makes him feel a little uncomfortable, so he simply sits down and leaned back in his chair to look at each other.

    However, Zhou Shuo was a little distracted. Ever since he walked into this office, he smelled a scent of sweetness that seemed like nothing. It was very weak at first, so weak that he thought it was an illusion, but when Xia Liang took a step closer, The scent is strong, with a trace of seductive evilness.

    The heartbeat was unconsciously chaotic for a few beats, as if there was an invisible hand that casually teased his desire that had been shackled for many years.

    He rolled his Adam's apple up and down, then took a step back with self-restraint.

    "What?" Xia Liang noticed something wrong with Zhou Shuo, frowning and looking at him.

    "It's nothing." Zhou Shuo immediately retracted his mind, forcibly stabilized his mind, and opened the mobile micro-channel: "The secretary of the Yinghe Group sent a photo of the daughter of the Sun family just now. Would you like to look at it?"

    " Yes , last time. The one that grandma mentioned on the phone?"

    "Yes."

    Xia Liang glanced at him , noncommittal. After a while, he said: "It's still the same as before. You go to the appointment first and mention my thoughts tactfully. If she doesn't accept it, then forget it. If she is willing to accept it, I will make another appointment with her."

    Zhou Shuo had long guessed that he would react like this, and nodded: "Okay."

    He just turned around to leave, Xia Liang stopped him again: "Try to come back before work in the afternoon, and drive me to a place in the evening. "

    Xia Liang didn't let Zhou Shuo follow him everywhere. Sometimes even if he let Zhou Shuo follow, he was accustomed to driving by himself. If he asked Zhou Shuo to drive, it would be socializing and drinking.

    Zhou Shuo checked the time, nodded in response, and walked out.

    The author has something to say-

    originally planned to open a new book about Zhou Shuo and Xia Liang's story, but because the plot lines of the two pairs of cp are too deep, it is not very friendly to new readers if they are opened alone. Let’s write down. I’m very sorry for the little friend who was misled by me to go to the new book. I’m sorry for making you a trip for nothing.

    PS: I’m very busy in the second half of the year . I originally wanted to save some manuscripts and post it. Now think about it and update it immediately. , May not be as diligent as the first volume before, but I will try to do more when I have time.

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