In the dimly lit bar, Wen Ciyi took a few extra glances at the young resident singer on the stage. The young man was dressed in black, sitting with his legs bent while holding a wooden guitar, his lingering voice slowly overflowing from his lips, indescribablyA hooker. A friend smiled and asked Mr. Wen whether he likes it? Wen Ciyi really likes it. He learned from the bar owner that he was living in poverty, and Wen Ciyi was bound to win when he was relying on singing to save tuition. Male college students have always been innocent, warm CiWith a little ruthlessness, Bo Hong could extend from the back of the ear to the root of the neck. With a hoarse voice, he shouted over and over again: I like it. During those days, people who knew Wen Ciyi couldn't help but praiseOne sentence: Mr. Wen looked good. Later, the Wen family was killed and Wen Ciyi fell. She gave him a lot of money to break up. The young man's face was cold, and he asked her what she meant with a trembling voice. Wen Ciyi turned to avoid his eyes: ITired, you go, go as far as you can. Mr. Wen, who has always made tough decisions in the business field, is the same when dealing with relationships. He will stop when he should. After Xu Simian left, Wen's words became depressed for a while, but soonDedicated to work, but still can't afford to be acquired. It is said that Mr. Xu who acquired the company is uncertain, and he is very prone to bad luck. Wen Ciyi's hand holding the contract is white, afraid that the agreement will not be reached. Just opened the door. The former innocent boyHe turned into the decisive Mr. Xu. Wearing a well-matched suit, he was like a towering figure, but his eyes were low and his jaw was sharp, and he was no longer so innocent and easy to deceive. He looked at the warm words, gritted his teeth and said: Sister, you can make it easy for me to find.