MTL - The Little Devil of Mr. Wen is Bewitching the World-Chapter 68 The afterglow of the sunset sprinkles on the river

   Chapter 68 The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkles on the river

   Ying Haiyun and Shen Qiurong are going back to China.

   Circumstances are the last to know.

   Recently, I was either chasing Wen Fu Cheng or on the way to pursue Wen Fu Cheng.

   Almost forgot about such an important thing.

   Shen Qiurong received a call from her daughter and was about to get on the plane with her husband.

   "Brothers know how to take the initiative to call and ask parents, Jingbao, you have been very busy recently! Do you need to make an appointment in advance to make a phone call?"

   responded with a smile.

   "How can you! No, no, no, I'm so good, but my brother is much better. Wait for me to pick you up and Dad at the airport!"

   "I can't afford to delay your important affairs."

   All the good things to say in the situation made Shen Qiurong very happy.

   hung up the phone and calculated the time. Yingjing rested at home for a few hours in the afternoon. When he went out, he took the car keys and went to the garage to pick out a more expensive sports car.

   Don't ask her why, even if she runs slower, no one dares to hit her.

   is such a simple and rude reason.

   Yingjing drove the car on the way to Shanghai Airport.

   accompanied by beautiful scenery along the way.

  The afterglow of the setting sun falls on the river.

  The dazzling flame red galloped across the bridge across the two ends of the river, and the scenery at both ends quickly regressed.

  I have parents and elder brothers who I miss, and a lover I care about in my heart.

   Excellent academics, friendly friends, and career advancement.

   This is the future that I never dared to imagine in my previous life.

  Everything is so beautiful.

   After 30 years old, you will definitely live a hundred years!

  The people passing by were quietly looking at the car parked outside the airport and the beautiful woman leaning against the body.

  Wearing sunglasses, ignoring those eyes at the scene.

   bowed his head and played with his phone calmly.

   Received a phone call from Wei Yi, asking her to pick up a child.

   "But I'm already at the airport, so I won't tell you sooner."

  …

   "What? A limited-edition figure. It's all sisters. Talking about money hurts feelings. It's good to talk about things. Send me the address."

  The door was deliberately left early for the occasion, and there was plenty of time at the moment.

   took a look at the address that Weiyi sent was nearby.

   got in the car, turned around and went straight to the destination.

   When we got to the place, there were few people standing on the side of the road.

  Two uncles walking the dog, auntie dancing square dance, and mother pushing a stroller. Huan child holding a milk bottle and a cool boy wearing a peaked cap with a headset around his neck next to the bus stop.

  Which is the child Wei Yi said?

  The young man took the news from Wei Yi and glanced at the car that was in the scene, then stepped forward and knocked on the window twice.

   "On occasion?"

"Child?"

   Mingche frowned. "what?"

   "Ah, it's alright. You are Wei Yi's cousin!"

   "Well, it's not too fancy, far away."

   Yingjing glanced at this cool boy, the face under the brim was a little familiar.

  Ming Che raised his eyes and looked over, the two of them looked at each other, Ying Jing silently retracted his scrutinizing eyes.

   Weiyi said that her cousin likes to play games.

   quietly sent a message to Wei Yi.

   [Ying Jing: You call the seventeen or eighteen year old a child, I almost fell in love with that baby and wanted to steal his baby bottle. 】

   [Wei Yi: It's not a child, it's a child, there are people called Auntie when we walk. 】

   [Situation: No, remove us and replace it with you. I am usually called a beauty. By the way, what does your brother do? It's a little familiar. 】

  【Wei Yi: You are familiar with handsome guys when you see them. 】

   [Ying Jing: That's not what he said, I think Wen Fucheng is different. I think he should be my husband in his last life. 】

  【Wei Yi: ? ? Speak well and refuse the vicious act of stuffing dog food. 】

   [Wei Yi: Mingche is a gamer, and the professional point is e-sports players! Don't you know VFK, the popular e-sports club in Huaguo this year? 】

  【Situation: I don't play games, I only know KFC. 】

  …

  VFK is unfamiliar to Yingjing, but in his previous life it was a key to Lu Zishu's success.

   Lu Zishu, who returned to the Lu family, also went through a period of slump, and could not show any actual performance to gain a stable position in the group. But it wasn't long before he signed for a club that no one was optimistic about at the time.

  Only Ying Jing knows that the players of that club will win the world championship in the near future.

   The explosion of fame.

   For the business opportunities in the e-sports industry, the value of star players will make more money than some first-line stars.

   has continuously driven the capital of the live broadcast platform to skyrocket.

   made Lu Zishu's worth skyrocket in a short period of time.

   Since then, he started to develop his own business territory.

   However, none of these should belong to Lu Zishu, he is not the first person who wants to seize the opportunity.

   is Wen Fucheng!

  It was his proposal at the beginning, because he knew the development of the plot because of the situation.

   grabbed these from him and gave them to Lu Zishu.

   He obviously had countless reasons to reject her, but she stole all the results and gave them to his opponent.

   That was also one of the few times where the scene was fiercely confronted with the plot.

   Every time she dies and returns to the plot point, she will be accompanied by severe pain.

   But she didn't want to hurt Wen Fucheng.

   Finally, he was exhausted, and he took away what belonged to him.

   She never asked Wen Fucheng if she would hate her.

   She refused to even meet him.

   Yingjing was very scared, facing his lost eyes and himself who was about to collapse.

   That time, she locked herself in the house for a whole week.

   Until the outside rumors disappeared, the manager came to the door and found her.

   Wei Yi entered the room without saying anything and handed her a white note.

   Ying Jing trembled and opened it to the note, with the word "yes" written on it.

  The color of each handwriting is different.

   For seven strokes and seven strokes, Wen Fucheng also accompanied her downstairs for seven days until she was willing to go out before leaving.

   knew that she didn't want to see him, so every time she left before the occasion appeared.

   If he blamed her, he would not come to accompany her.

   The hand holding the steering wheel trembled a little, and the eye sockets turned red.

  Looking at Mingqing is like looking at a lamb to be slaughtered.

   No matter how arrogant the players are, they are still a little restless in the face of life-threatening matters.

  【Ming Che: Cousin, your sister has no medical history. 】

  【Wei Yi: Does it count as a whimsical disorder? 】

  【Clear: ? ? 】

   Ying Jing calmed down and took the initiative to talk to Ming Che around him, mainly to understand his current situation and thoughts. In fact, she already knew how embarrassing the situation Ming Che was facing at this time with the script in hand.

  The club is at a level where it is not too high, and the expenses are not low. There are not many people today who can accept this skill, and they are even in a state of disapproval. The current club's owners already have the idea of ​​packing them up and selling them.

  It’s okay to meet a good boss, but if you encounter a bad boss, you’re afraid that they will be discarded if they drain their last value.

   In the eyes of businessmen, these passionate teenagers with dreams only make money and do not make money.

   Lu Zishu in his previous life, because of her help and the aura of the male protagonist, finally made this group of teenagers with dreams popular.

  This time, just in case, I decided to start early.

  How did you give him away in the first place, and now you get back the things that should belong to you one by one.

   "Since the owner has the idea to sell the club, you have no idea to buy it yourself?"

Mingche next to    seemed to hear some big joke.

   Even if his family had money, he would not spend tens of millions to buy a worthless club, not to mention a group of seventeen or eighteen-year-old teenagers who had contracts and could only follow the club to the next owner.

   Those with strength can take the money to terminate the contract and leave.

What    does not have can only continue to struggle in the quagmire.

   Looking up at the unreachable dream, I don’t know when it will come true.

   "Will you sign in to me?"

   (end of this chapter)