The morning sun shone through the gaps in the curtains and into the room, landing on Lin Mo's face.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Then, her clear eyes opened.
First, he confirmed the existence of the 'High Intelligence Supremacy' system.
Then, he let out a long sigh…
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"Fortunately, everything is not a dream!"
Lin Mo grinned.
…
He stood up neatly and barefooted. With a whoosh, he pulled open the curtains. The bright and beautiful light filled the entire room without reservation.
Lin Mo rested his hand on the desk and looked out the window. The clean asphalt road and the private cars seemed to be in a hurry. The buses that passed by were packed with office workers who were rushing to the morning rush hour. There were also many men and women riding electric scooters. Most of them were yawning, and they looked tired…
He closed his eyes and sniffed carefully.
It was the hustle and bustle in the air, and the high-speed rhythm that seemed to be wound up!
If it was in the past…
Lin Mo would be dragged into this overwhelming and suffocating atmosphere…
He was in a state of anxiety and pain!
…
All the struggles and pain stemmed from the inability to change the current situation…
But now, everything was different!
…
Lin Mo took a deep breath and revealed a relieved smile.
He turned around.
She quickly washed up, changed her clothes, sat at the dining table, and ate breakfast peacefully.
She reached out and took a piece of tissue to wipe the corner of her mouth.
"How long has it been since you last did this?"
Lin Mo looked at the remaining noodles and scattered green onions in the porcelain bowl in front of him. He let out a long breath and whispered.
She had been in a state of anxiety for a long time…In the past, when she was working, even if she was not in a hurry, she could only deal with it while walking. When they were resting, they would often lie in bed for the entire morning without thinking about anything…
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Morning, 6:45 AM.
Lin Mo calmly went out and got into the car.
There were only a few minutes left before 8 am when he arrived at his workplace, Zhiheng Real Estate, Xicheng District, Zhonghai City!
…
She was still sitting in the car.
Lin Mo glanced at himself in the rearview mirror. He was wearing a white shirt and a black suit. He looked delicate. After thinking for a while, he opened the storage box and took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Looking at the mirror again, he was refined and dignified…
He chuckled.
He pushed open the door and walked out.
After entering the office of Zhiheng Real Estate, his colleagues either took pleasure in his misfortune, or glanced at him with pity, teasing, or teasing. Obviously, everyone already knew that the deal he had been eyeing for two months had been snatched away.
Zhiheng Real Estate followed the 'wolf-like corporate culture'. It did not reject this phenomenon and even praised it!
…
He sat in the corner at his desk.
Another ten minutes passed.
In the entire office, all the colleagues at the desks were attracted by the figure in front of the door.
Lin Mo also looked over.
Yang Xiuya, who had snatched Lin Mo's order, slowly approached…
Today, she was wearing a pink knitted sweater, revealing her delicate and delicate shoulders. Below her, the white professional skirt tightened as she walked…
Lin Mo's gaze continued to move…
It was a pair of snow-white, slender legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings…
…
He looked away and lowered his head to hide his desire to swallow Yang Xiuya.
In the past, he desperately suppressed his desire because everything would only add to his troubles…But now…Lin Mo no longer planned to endure!
"Phew…"
He let out a breath.
"We still have to wait a little longer…"
…
Lin Mo got up and left the company after reporting to the supervisor.
He first went to the State of Zhao's Agricultural Bank a few blocks away and took out all his savings over the years, a total of 120,000 yuan.
He casually threw a thick wad of red banknotes into the car's storage box.
…
He changed into a black windbreaker and bought an anonymous phone card from the black market under the bridge. He bought an old phone that couldn't even connect to the internet.
He drove to the Dongcheng Area.
He made a few calls.
Lin Mo inspected several places that could be used as training grounds. There were factories that were not used by factories and gyms that had closed down…
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Afternoon, 14:35.
With a creaking sound, Lin Mo walked into the suburbs of the eastern city. It was a school that had been abandoned for many years. This school was a martial arts school in the early years!
It was once popular in the era of 'obsession' with kung fu…
Lin Mo stood at the side of the training room and looked at the sandbags covered in thick dust in the spider web, as well as the tools to train strength and speed!
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This martial arts school was not big. It was only a concave three-story building surrounded by a muddy track that was neither too big nor too small.
Lin Mo paid 3,000 yuan to the village chief of the neighboring village without any receipt or contract. Just like that, they settled on a one-month lease.
The village chief, who looked like a farmer, left again with a creaking sound.
Silence returned to the martial arts school, as if it had been forgotten in a corner of the world.
Lin Mo took out the phone.
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"Brother."
"Why would someone like him care about people at the bottom like us?”
"Perhaps that person was delayed by something and forgot about us!”
Zhonghai City, East City, in an urban and rural area.
Liu Ming Qing looked at his brother, Liu Mingqiang, who was silent and serious as if he was waiting for someone to summon him. He felt a little lucky and a little sad.
Liu Mingqiang only glanced at his younger brother and did not reply.
…
Right at this moment!
Ding, ding, ding…
He adjusted it to the maximum, and the ear-piercing ringtone exploded without any warning.
Liu Mingqiang grabbed the phone in front of him and picked up the call.
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" Near the eastern suburbs, Tagou Martial Arts School."
A familiar voice sounded in his ears.
Liu Mingqiang's heart pounded heavily. He clenched his fists and stood up straight without hesitation.
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