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Dong'er's affairs are thus settled. Chen Hansheng is now going to the International Trade Center and Jinling Hotel.

Today is the day that Rongsheng Law Firm holds a press conference. Because of Professor Sun Biyu's identity and appeal, some characters in Jianye legal circles will show up.

As soon as he walked downstairs, Xiao Rongyu called: "Chen Zhu, did you open your eyes?"

"Get up."

Chen Hansheng pressed the PA button, and Xiao Yuer heard the horn on the side of the road: "I have come to Yiwu Commodity City, and I am ready to take the bus."

"You know it today, it's only 7:30."

Xiao Yuer said with satisfaction: "I thought you won't get up until 10 o'clock again. You will come to the law firm first. There are still a lot of things here."

It was too early and there were no people at the bus terminal, and there were more and more passengers along the way. After getting off the bus, Chen Hansheng contacted Wang Zibo again.

"Are you here?" Chen Hansheng asked.

"I'll be here at 5 o'clock!"

Wang Zibo said loudly: "Today's scale is beyond imagination. I used to watch you and Professor Sun interrogate, thinking she was just an ordinary old lady. Why did you think she had such a wide network."

"What is the vice-president of the procuratorate, the director of the Judicial Bureau, or the dean of the Agricultural University Law School, or the editor-in-chief of the Jianye branch of the Rule of Law Weekly, etc... The bunches are still Professor Sun’s students."

Wang Zibo complained: "So there is a lot of preparation work. I will go down to buy breakfast for everyone. Xiao Yu'er feels sorry for you, so I can't bear to let you get up early. I only wake you up until now, but she called me at 4:30 in the morning. ······"

Chen Hansheng listened patiently to Wang Zibo's mumbling nonsense, but he could also feel a little excited. After all, it was the first time to participate in such a large-scale event. It was hard work and also an eye-opener.

"I'm downstairs, where are you?"

Chen Hansheng came to the gate of China World Trade Center and looked around with his mobile phone.

"Quickly, I'll go buy some fried dough sticks. Wait for two minutes."

Wang Zibo hung up the phone in a hurry.

Chen Hansheng found Huatan and sat down, but Bian Shishi was the first to greet him.

"Chen Hansheng~"

Bian Shishi appeared in front of her, holding many McDonald's takeaway bags in her hand.

"Didn't Zibo go to buy breakfast? Why do you want to buy it too?"

Chen Hansheng asked while helping to carry it.

"It's hard to adjust."

Bian Shishi sighed: "Some people want to eat soy milk fritters and some want burgers. They are all classmates who come here to help. They must meet this small request."

"That's true."

Chen Hansheng grinned. Not long after, Wang Zibo also came over with the fried dough sticks. He was running excitedly, but seeing Bian Shishi also here, his face suddenly stiffened, and his footsteps slowly slowed down.

"Little Chen."

Wang Zibo twisted his body subconsciously.

This is a habit that Wang Zibo has formed since he was a child. When he was nervous, he would either touch his head or twist his butt.

Before when he was studying, Wang Zibo went to the podium to make a speech. The twisting of his body was like turning a hula hoop. The point was he couldn't even notice it.

Now that I get older, I only have a smaller twist, but I can still tell how much.

"It's awkward."

Chen Hansheng ridiculed kindly: "If you twist the soy milk again, it will spill. It's not interesting. When you see the girl you like, it will be knotted."

"Who, who twisted it."

Wang Zibo retorted with dissatisfaction.

However, after speaking, Wang Zibo suddenly reacted, it turned out that he had fallen into the trap again.

No, because he was knotted again just now.

Bian Shishi was also a little unnatural, and stepped towards the elevator: "Hurry up, everyone is still waiting for breakfast."

Only Chen Hansheng smiled sorrowfully.

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After entering the Guomao Elevator, Chen Hansheng and Bian Shishi talked about what work was still unfinished, and soon a few white-collar workers came in.

The men and women were in suits and leather shoes, holding a cup of coffee in their hands, and there was a faint fragrance immediately in the elevator.

Chen Hansheng looked around, Bian Shishi is wearing a suit, Wang Zibo is also a suit, only wearing a jacket and jeans, the temperament is a bit out of place.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute."

Just as the elevator was about to close, there was a call from outside. Two figures, a man and a woman, stepped into the elevator while apologizing.

Originally, Chen Hansheng didn't take it seriously, and he consciously stood behind, intending to make room for a little bit, but Wang Zibo suddenly pushed him, his face was very complicated.

Chen Hansheng reacted and turned his head to look at it. It was actually Huang Hui.

Next to her is the BMW man, Song Yijin, the marketing director of Longteng Foreign Trade, holding hands, looking sweet.

Before, Wang Zibo said that he had met Huang Hui in the building, but Chen Hansheng did not expect to encounter it this time.

Obviously, Bian Shishi recognized it too, she glanced at Wang Zibo, and her lips were silent.

"What do you want to eat for lunch?"

Song Yijin asked, because his vision was blocked, he and Huang Hui didn't understand that there were three "acquaintances" standing behind them.

"Thai food?"

Huang Hui looked at Song Yijin and replied with a smile.

"can!"

Song Yijin put his arms around Huang Hui's shoulders, his palms were still rubbing lightly, making a rustling sound.

"Old Song, you are so kind to me."

Huang Hui sighed: "But the better you treat me, the more I hate the boy from Jianye Polytechnic. He is so stingy. Thinking that I almost agreed to his pursuit at the time, I feel sick and can't eat."

"Ding~"

When the 13th floor arrived, Song Yijin and Huang Hui went out without realizing it. From a distance, he ridiculed his voice: "Well, a college student who has no heart, no pattern, can't make a big thing..."

The elevator continued to "buzz" upward~lightnovelpub.net~ Chen Hansheng couldn't bear to look at Wang Zibo's face.

It is clear that Wang Zibo gave everything in this relationship, but Huang Hui is still dissatisfied, and even after breaking up, she tells other men these stories, expressing how pitiful he is, Wang Zibo is too much.

Finally, she said to the man that she was lucky to have met you.

It's really cruel.

"Ding~"

The 18th floor was also here. Chen Hansheng patted Wang Zibo and signaled that he was going out.

"Huh~"

Wang Zibo let out a long breath, and after reluctantly stepping out of the elevator, he found Bian Shishi standing outside.

"Give me steamed fried dough sticks, you and Chen Hansheng rest outside to calm down."

Bian Shishi didn't look at Wang Zibo, but dropped his eyebrows and said: "In fact, there is no need to care too much about many things, because everyone knows what kind of person you are."

"Okay, thanks...thank you."

Wang Zibo handed the steamed bun fried sticks in his hand to Bian Shishi, and his words trembled visibly.

After Bian Shishi took it, she turned around and ran back to the law firm. There was a burst of cheers there. It seemed that there were really a lot of college students.

"Xiao Chen, is there any smoke?"

Wang Zibo's tears were already rolling.

"Fuck me, as for?"

Chen Hansheng did not understand: "You and Huang Hui have already broken up, and both swear by'Oli to'. She said that, you are sad and understandable, but there is no need to cry."

"No."

Wang Zibo wiped his tears: "I didn't cry because of Huang Hui's words. Misunderstandings and false accusations are actually good, really good."

"It's just when someone understands it suddenly that I feel particularly wronged, as if Bian Shishi really knows that I am not that kind of person."

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(There is still a chapter around 11 o'clock)

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