Thinking that there were several projects that needed his personal approval in the evening, Ji Changmu walked to the parking lot without standing there for too long.

"President, are you going home?"

"Go to the company."

"Are you still going to the company so late?" The driver looked at the time and saw that it was already nine o'clock at night.

"Um."

"Don't be too tired." The driver had been with Ji Changmu for many years and was worried about his health.

"I'm fine." Ji Changmu didn't say much. He leaned on the seat in the back and closed his eyes. The cold light fell on his angular facial features, making his face become colder and colder.

The driver took Ji Changmu to the company and watched him walk into the building, his tall figure gradually disappearing under the moonlight.

The driver sat in the driving seat and sighed.

These days, he didn't know what was going on, but he looked at Ji Changmu with a bad expression and no smile on his face. Is there some trouble in the company?

In the eyes of the driver, Ji Changmu is a business genius in the financial world. He can establish a foothold on Wall Street at a young age, make many seniors surrender, and make his peers admire him. How many people can do this?

But at the same time, he also knew that there is no such thing as a genius, the sacrifice behind it is just a heavy weight that is difficult for others to see.

The driver didn't leave either and kept waiting for Ji Changmu downstairs in the company.

…

Winter turns to spring, and when the coldest season finally passes, the earth gradually recovers, and colorful flowers bloom one after another.

As the weather gets warmer, Qiao Muyuan no longer needs to wear a thick coat, but can come to school every day wearing a thin sweater.

She never saw Ji Changmu again, and Ji Changmu also lost contact with her.

Qiao Muyuan began to arrange a lot of things for herself. After classes, she would film movies, watch shows, go shopping, draw design drafts, and perform violin charity performances. She did not let herself be idle. She would be more fulfilling when she was busy, but... in her heart

She didn't want to admit it, she seemed unhappy.

There is a missing piece in her heart that nothing can fill, not even her favorite violin.

Her brother sent her the latest bags from Italy, each of which was a limited edition. Her mother also sent her many specialties from Beijing. Lina left her many concert tickets. Everyone was so kind to her.

good.

"Qiao Muyuan, let's go rafting in the canyon together on the weekend." Qin Zhao sent her a message.

Qiao Muyuan thought for a while and replied: Is it too cold?

Qin Zhao: No, the weather is very nice this weekend, just right.

Qiao Muyuan: Who else is coming together?

Qin Zhao: I also have a few friends. You can also bring your friends.

Qiao Muyuan looked at her schedule and saw that she had nothing to do on the weekend. She promised Qin Zhao: Okay, then I'll bring my friends with me.

Qin Zhao:ok.

After making the appointment, Qiao Muyuan sent a message to Lina and the others, and they all agreed to go out together on the weekend.

Qiao Muyuan and Qin Zhao are not often seen together. He is still so busy. He is not at school most of the time. He goes out to do courses with teachers, participates in some projects, and he is also starting a business of his own.

The rehearsal of the last drama Qiao Muyuan participated in has ended, and she has not received any new dramas during this period. When she was putting on makeup, she quietly heard the makeup artist say that Yan Jia's film and television company has recently had financial problems.

collapse.

Although Qiao Muyuan didn't like Yan Jia very much, she didn't want Yan Jia's company to go bankrupt anyway.

I hope it's false news, or I hope Yan Jia can get through it.
Chapter completed!