MTL - The Five-year-old Milk of the Xuanmen Group’s Favorite Boss-Chapter 601 Violence hidden in the bones
Chapter 601 Violence hidden in the bones
Rong Qing's gesture made Chang Shengde stunned for a moment.
The main reason is that since the meeting, Rong Qing has been calm and relaxed.
Even though he is only a ten-year-old child, he feels extremely oppressive.
Just now Rong Qing stared at him for a while, obviously he didn't say a few words, but Chang Shengde had already started sweating on his forehead.
Feeling uncomfortable all over.
It was as if Rong Qing had seen through his petty thoughts.
I didn’t feel so obvious when I went to pick up the plane, but now when I actually sit in the room and start to check the related items, the feeling really makes people get used to it all at once.
But just now, Rong Qing, who had been face down like water, actually smiled?
It's not a little bit mild, and you plan to leave the room to answer the phone?
Who's on the phone?
Chang Shengde weighed it in his heart.
Start to think carefully.
And Rong Qing has already walked to the balcony.
"Hello, today?"
"Brother, where are you now? We have encountered some problems here, so go over and make sure you are safe."
Although they haven't noticed anything abnormal around Rong Qing.
But they all always felt that Rong Qing was like a piece of fat fed to their mouths to people like Xian Ming Chi Nuan, and it felt abnormal if they didn't take a bite.
Especially Naijin who believes in her intuition.
I just think it's abnormal if the other party doesn't come to look for Rong Qing, there must be something bad behind it.
Even if they haven't found evidence yet.
Listening to what Xiao Naijin said, Rong Qing was also very straightforward, obeying the arrangement and obeying the command, and said the address of his negotiation.
Not long after, he hung up the phone, turned around and walked back into the house.
He sat down with his usual expression.
"Do you have anything to do? We are not in a hurry."
Chang Shengde wiped the sweat from his forehead with a flattering smile, and asked softly.
Just after Rong Qing went out for a while, the problems in these small projects have been found out.
Chang Shengde was basically sure that what he did was probably under Rong Qing's control.
There are more serious things behind this than this.
But he generally wants a wiggle room.
Since Rong Qing came to talk to him, there must be a way out for him...
"No, continue."
Rong Qing didn't even raise his head, he lowered his eyes calmly, fiddled with the Buddhist beads on his wrist with his fingertips, and a smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his lips.
This smile inevitably makes people panic.
Chang Shengde was even more upset.
Especially when Rong Qing finally put down the things in his hands and looked up at him.
The young man was sitting on the sofa, dressed in a Tang suit, with his legs crossed, half of his body hidden in the shadow of the wall, and the raised hand, the Buddhist beads in his hand showed a slightly strange ruddy luster.
His exquisite eyebrows and eyes are still cold.
The whole person reveals a kind of treachery with a sense of tearing.
"It seems that Chang Lao really hasn't told you much about my style."
He leaned forward slightly.
The sense of oppression brought by this moment has far exceeded that just now.
Obviously, Rong Qing was angry.
"I get angry easily."
The smile on his lips was understated.
Because he is full of hostility and accompanied by ghosts, others have asked him to cultivate himself as much as possible since he was a child.
Put your character down, and down again.
Otherwise, if you are not careful, your life will be in danger.
But in his bones, indeed, he has been suppressing and hiding those violent emotions.
"A lot of times, I sit here and listen in person, not waiting for you to repent and repent."
Instead wait to see your irreparable despair.
(end of this chapter)
