He was sitting at his desk reading a document with something written on it.

At first glance, it is working.

But Luo Xingchen didn't understand at all, where did a gentleman young master get a serious job?

And he actually let Brother Hua and Xiaolin go back to K City, are you sick?

She didn't want to be in front of him all day!

Yes, she's going back, back to K City!

"Jin Zeming," she called his name now, which became more and more smooth, "I want to go back to K City, and I will negotiate a contract for a drama the day after tomorrow......"

Her tone was very calm, because she couldn't figure out the temper of the man's eldest young master.

Jin Zeming raised his eyes slightly and swept her quiet face, did not speak, lowered his head and continued to write.

The signed document was put aside, and he was writing a sentence on an A4 piece of paper: The drama in life, the life in the play, those who can see through it live freely, and those who can't see through it live hard.

The first time I heard this, it was when Luo Xingchen said it when I was eating in the box of the Regent Hotel.

In his eyes, life is never a drama.

From the time he was sensible, he regarded life as a war, and he must be the victor who stands firm.

He had always thought that there was nothing he wanted and could not get.

"Hey! Talk, even if that Xingmei Entertainment is yours, then you have to be serious if you want to play. My dream is to be the first sister of Tianmei Entertainment, everyone has a dream, I ......"

"Do you know German?" Suddenly, Jin Zeming, who had been silent, asked in a deep voice.

The words were interrupted, Luo Xingchen was stunned, and replied instead, "I don't understand!" ”

The answer she blurted out made a few black lines climb up Jin Zeming's forehead, and his obsidian-like eyes were stained with a sharp frost.

"Have you ever been to Germany?" He asked again, consciously or unconsciously.

Luo Xingchen frowned slightly, his body trembled slightly, and his brain went blank in an instant.

The town on the Rhine River in Germany has always been deeply imprinted in her heart, how could she forget?

But she didn't want to discuss Germany with Jin Zeming, not at all.

It was a piece of her own heart, cardamom years, who has not had the cleanest love.

"I haven't been," she replied coldly, turning her head to look out the window.

When Jin Zeming heard this, there was no expression on his handsome face.

He looked down at the handwriting on it, and added another sentence: Fate is like a steering wheel, don't waste the opportunity when it turns to you!

After writing this, he was silent for a moment, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it in the trash.

After a while, the doorbell rang.

He slowly got up and went over and opened the door.

"Mr. Jin, I'll get the papers," stood his assistant, a stern middle-aged German man, Fred.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Luo Xingchen turned his head.

Fred had a typical German appearance, tall, calm, blonde and blue-eyed.

When he saw her, he nodded politely and said in English, "Hello, beautiful young lady! ”

"Hello!" Luo Xingchen smiled friendly.

Then she curled up into the chaise longue, the carved armrests half-concealing her delicate body.

From time to time, my ears got into their conversations, but in German, instead of English.

She curled the corners of her lips and smiled coldly, what kind of stinky man, it turned out that he was afraid that she would hear them talk when he asked if he had been to Germany and whether he understood German?

Is it to do something unseemly, so mysterious?

So even though she knew that eavesdropping was immoral, she couldn't help but prick up her ears to eavesdrop on their conversation.

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PS: Ming Shao wrote down the sentence that Xingchen cared about the most, so what happened back then?