Since the mission of Madman Island was over and he was injured and retired, Guo Xiaohai often dreamed that many women would appear in the dream, but the most were those, one was Haruko and Zaemon's wife; the other was the woman he hugged now. Yes, when he came to this nightclub, he saw this noble lady for the first time. His seemingly indifferent expression had already been ups and downs! He had seen this woman before, and her appearance was very similar to the silver bell girl who saved him when he was hunting in Yaowang Mountain. In his dream, he even dreamed of this woman directly, but it seemed that in the late Qing Dynasty, he had lost his way in the wasteland with his remaining soldiers, and was in trouble. This woman came riding a giant beast and saved himself...

Thinking of the task assigned to him by the master now, Guo Xiaohai seemed to be able to realize something, but there was something he couldn't explain. But one thing was certain, that is, this woman must have a connection with him. "I...I am not a casual woman..." The woman was held by Guo Xiaohai's domineeringly and said staggeringly.

On the side of the road at the door, a black extended luxury car was parked there quietly. Guo Xiaohai opened the car door and stuffed the woman in without any mercy. Then he knocked on the partition between the front and the cab, "Go to Dinghui Group!"

Several good spectators followed the door and watched the noble woman with a charming and noble car and left, they couldn't help but feel envious and jealous: "What a fucking fucking woman!"

"Go...why do you go to the company?" The lady raised her head, with big beautiful eyes and charming eyes, "I won't go, I won't go back to the company...I won't see those again, I won't be sad," she shook her head and climbed up to Gu Xiaohai's chest, "...I don't want to be sad anymore, I want to be happy, I want to indulge, I want to go to hell..." She said, her little hand clumsily stretching into Guo Xiaohai's clothes.

Guo Xiaohai couldn't help but sway. The effect of alcohol, coupled with the closed space in the car, the hormonal aura on the woman made him feel a little dazed. "Wake up, be more respectful and see what you look like!"

"I don't want to wake up, I don't want...I want to fall..." the woman said, squirting.

Guo Xiaohai finally couldn't help it, and suddenly pressed her to the seat and pulled her clothes open. The black dress, fair skin, messy hair, and a pretty face were the most charming age for women...

Guo Xiaohai said to her rudely, "You will be satisfied in this way?! After the fall, there will only be more emptiness and greater pain!"

The woman struggled in a low voice, as if she had woken up. Guo Xiaohai sat upright, looked at the woman lying there covering her collar, calming her mind, and then said: "No matter what happened, living is the best life. The grass grows and horses are in heat, winter goes and spring comes again, birth, old age, sickness and death, spring blossoms and autumn, life is like this, life is like this! Let it go naturally, let it go, cheer up, only cheer up is the best comfort for your loved ones and yourself."

The woman remained silent, lay on the seat, and slowly sobbed.

The luxury car soon arrived at the building of Dinghui Pharmaceutical Company. Dinghui Pharmaceutical, which was once once glorious, now only has a broken sign. The towering building has only two floors left in use, and there is a dilapidated atmosphere everywhere.

The company's headquarters has been moved back to Handong, and the remaining personnel here have been almost disbanded. It won't take long for Dinghui Pharmaceutical Group, a glorious industry, to completely disappear from Zhonghai, an international metropolis.

"Liu... Hello Mr. Liu!" The woman got off the car, and an old cleaner who was sweeping the floor at the door stood up excitedly, but her eyes couldn't help but floated towards Guo Xiaohai, who was so majestic about the suit that was immediately removed from the car.

The woman who was forced out of the nightclub by Guo Xiaohai was no one else, but was the widowed wife of Yao Dinghui, the boss of Dinghui Group. She is currently the president, Liu Meiyao.

Liu Meiyao nodded reservedly, with a full of alcohol and makeup, she tried hard to straighten her body and showed the style of a female president.

"Mr. Liu..." "Mr. Liu..." Several people at the door stood up to greet him. A guy in a suit and tie was coming down from the upper floor. When he saw Liu Meiyao, he hurriedly came up to say hello: "Hello Mr. Liu, Mr. Liu, just now...

"He wanted to say something, but when he saw that Liu Meiyao's tears were not dry, his pretty face was full of haggard and struggling expressions, he quickly swallowed it back.

"You... who are you?" After entering the elevator, Liu Meiyao couldn't help asking again. "You will know soon," Guo Xiaohai glanced at the floor and said. Liu Meiyao couldn't help feeling a little nervous. Once upon a time, her husband had a decision on everything, from group business to family trivial matters, she only needed to be a happy woman who could rely on others. But her husband left for no reason, and she was like a child who had lost her backer and could not stand on her completely. Her spirit was also broken. Otherwise, how could she go to a nightclub to get drunk?

Facing a man like Guo Xiaohai with a strong aura attracted him like the aura of her husband, but she was even more powerless to resist his domineeringness and allowed him to come here. Fortunately, he looked at his righteous look and was not a gangster, and how could the gangster run to his company to talk to him? There was nothing to be afraid of in his territory.

The original president's office has been sealed. Liu Meiyao didn't have the courage to see everything about her husband. Her office was in a small room, on a large desk, and a circle of sofas for guests, which seemed a little deserted.

As soon as he entered the room, Guo Xiaohai walked straight to the back of the desk, sat down on her purple presidential chair, and looked at her coldly.

"Sit," Guo Xiaohai said.

"Ah..." Liu Meiyao couldn't help but open her mouth in surprise. This guy is really OK. When he arrived at his office, he actually looked like his own office. Isn't this the hell up?

"You...who are you?" Looking at Guo Xiaohai's calm and composed expression, she seemed to suddenly remember something and asked again.

"Sit down, let's talk about it," Guo Xiaohai pointed to the sofa and said. Liu Meiyao couldn't help but stroke the skirt on her buttocks with her hands, and sat down on the hospitality sofa.

A brief silence appeared in the room, and the air seemed to be frozen. Looking at Liu Meiyan's eyes looking at her, Guo Xiaohai looked cold and stretched out his hand and took out a piece of the size of a palm.
Chapter completed!