He's Transportation Group has a building on the most prosperous Jiangan Left Road in Shangdu District. It is not the tallest, largest and most luxurious, but even on the Jiangan Left Road, which is full of tall buildings, it is unique, because the exterior walls of the building are made of concentrating materials. Even at night, just the stars and lights are shining brightly like light, attracting attention.?.??`c?om

The building has a total of 82 floors. For a huge group whose business covers the entire planet, which accounts for nearly 60% of the planet's transportation market, this floor is actually not enough.

What's more, the 81st and 82nd floors are directly the residence and office of the group chairman He Guangming. This wealthy man, who is expensive on the planet Samen, has no villa or mansion, and spends most of his time in the apartment on the top floor of the building.

He has a typical military style in his work, is full of energy, but he has no family, and even has no lover, so he rarely sees him being incompetent and distracted.

However, at today's group meeting, he was a little distracted.

The old people in the company knew it well and all accelerated the report, so that the meeting, which was supposed to be held at lunch time, ended at ten o'clock.

As soon as the meeting ended, He Guangming immediately walked out of the conference room, looking a little impatient, and said to the secretary beside him: "Have you arrived?"

"It's already here."

"Are the dessert ready? The mustard-flavored cake, without butter. The freshly squeezed orange juice must be freshly squeezed. Add three spoonfuls of mustard, and you're not wrong."

"Everything was arranged as ordered by the chairman, and lunch was also ready. Do you want to look at the menu again?"

"Well, go to the kitchen first to check it out. By the way, are you ready for Sailor Moon's cartoon? Don't make it wrong.?.`"

"yes."

The secretary lowered his head and stuck out his tongue. This chairman, who has always been a soldier and indifferent and stiff, was only as cute as a child at this time.

He hurried to the kitchen and made sure that the chefs were not wrong. He Guangming nodded with satisfaction, beat the secretary, and took the doll he ordered the secretary to buy and headed towards the top floor.

Before pushing open the door, he pulled his cheek, making his often stern face squeeze out a funny smile, and then pushed open the door with a smile, holding the doll, laughed loudly, "Mustard, see what uncle brought you?"

He didn't see the little guy running over with a smile as usual, nor did he hear her silver bell-like laughter, He Guangming was stunned for a moment, and walked into the living room with the doll in his arms. The old Sailor Moon was still on the projector. He lowered his head and looked at the half-eating cake. His brows immediately frowned, and a touch of green flashed in his eyes.

"Marcai, where are you? Uncle is back."

He vigilantly flipped out the gun under the sand, calling and looking around. When he walked to the balcony, he saw her hiding on the windowsill of the bedroom, with a little nervousness on his face. When he saw him, she quickly covered her mouth and signaled him not to speak.

He Guangming's eyes suddenly turned green, he held the gun tightly and asked in a low voice: "Maraz, what are you doing there?"

"Shh. Uncle He, don't speak loudly, I'm playing hide-and-seek with my elder brother."

The little girl about ten years old is wearing a green skirt, with delicate eyebrows and eyes, and is carved with jade. She looks like a porcelain doll, with a smile on the corners of her eyes, and said seriously...?.?`

"Big brother? Playing hide and seek?"

He Guangming's color suddenly changed. Before he could react, he saw a pair of fair hands stretching out from the bedroom windowsill and grabbed the little girl, "I found you."

A gentle and magnetic voice sounded on the windowsill, and the man in black and silver face suddenly appeared in He Guangming's sight, hugging the little girl who was a little angry.

"Hmph, it's all my fault for Uncle He. It's only when he talks to me that he's found by you brother. It doesn't count, it doesn't count."

The little girl was childishly playing tricks. The man holding her just smiled. She blushed a little, embarrassed, and pretended to be generous, "Okay, okay. You won. It's my turn to be a ghost this time. By the way, Uncle He, are you going to play together?"

He Guangming didn't say anything, his hand holding the gun was wet and sweating, his eyes were full of anger and murderous intent, and he glared at the man in black and silver face, his voice hoarse, and was about to speak when he saw the man smiled and rub the little girl's head, "Uncle He is naturally playing with us. So Mustard is going to be a ghost now, so you are not allowed to peek."

"I won't peek."

The little girl named Mustard said while patting her chest, not realizing the tension between the two people, jumped out of his arms, facing the corner obediently, blindfolded, "You guys hurriedly hide, I'm going to count."

"one two three……"

His tender voice rang out on the windowsill like a wind chime. He turned his head and looked at He Guangming with a distant look. He had already appeared beside He Guangming.

He Guangming subconsciously wanted to shoot. Lin Mu had no expression on his face and stretched out his hand to block the gun. "If I were you, I wouldn't have done such a stupid thing. I think you should know me."

"Moon."

He Guangming lowered his voice, slowly withdrew his gun, and looked at Lin Mu, "What do you want to do? A holy position, can you be so mean to use a child to threaten me?"

"Marazai is such a cute kid."

He looked at the little girl mustard who was still counting naively, thinking they were playing games, and said lightly, "Since you like children so much, why not get married?"

"You don't need to be in charge of my business. You are not welcome here. Please leave immediately, otherwise I will call the police."

He Guangming said coldly.

"Call the police?"

Lin Mu's eyes suddenly became cold and full of sarcasm. His eyes fell on the Southern Cross medal hanging on He Guangming's chest, and his eyes became a little angry, "You are not worthy of carrying that medal."

Before he finished speaking, the medal on He Guangming's chest fell into Lin Mu's hand instantly. He held the medal, "You think wearing it can offset the sins you committed."

He Guangming's face changed and he subconsciously took a step back, "What are you talking about?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

Lin Mu looked at the little girl who was still counting expressionlessly, "Speaking of this, she is also a high elf. Since you can care about her so much, why do you ignore the lives of those people?"

"Or, are you going to let me expose your hypocritical mask in front of her before you will tell me the truth?"

"I don't know what you are talking about. You are neither a judge nor a policeman, and you are not qualified to interrogate me. If you leave now, I can not call the police. Just pretend that this matter has not been born, otherwise..."

He Guangming forced himself to calm down and said coldly.

"Otherwise, what? Kill me? Or turn me into a bug too?"

His tone suddenly became intense, and he grabbed He Guangming, "I am very disappointed with you."

He said, carrying He Guangming, while the little girl's childish voice and counted, he grabbed He Guangming and pressed him on the calligraphy and paintings on the wall of the living room. It was given to He Guangming by his father back then. There were only five words, and where is not Guangming!

The handwriting is still there, but unfortunately, things change, people change, he looked at He Guangming coldly, his eyes fell on the five words, and laughed at himself, "It's really ironic. It turns out that things change, everything is gone, where isn't there? I think, it's right to change it to where there is light!"

"For you, for me, after knowing this, there is no light. But I will not let you join the darkness!"

"Uncle He, the last time I called you like this. I will take responsibility for the mistakes you made!"

He said, tilting his head, his eyes red without realizing it.

He Guangming, who was struggling, was stunned. The green in his eyes was restrained without any hesitation. He looked at Lin Mu, even though he was just looking at his eyes through the mask, but He Guangming suddenly knew who he was, "It's you. Young Master Mu."

The voice was a little surprised, a little joyful, a little bitter, and a little sad, but finally turned into a hearty smile.

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