The girlfriend ran away ahead of time, and left behind an 'imperial decree', which Ren had no choice but to follow.

After finishing work, Tao Wenyao and Zhu Yue went out of the office and went downstairs together, then drove to the clubhouse mentioned by his elder brother Ren Zhuoyuan in his words.

The night of early winter was lightly raining, and the temperature was gradually approaching the freezing point.

It's almost the coldest time of the year.

Ren Sui sat in the car, looking forward, looking at the driveway. He was wearing a maroon coat, and his slender fingers rested lightly on the steering wheel, turning carelessly following the traffic.

In the season when everyone shuts the car windows tightly to fear the cold wind, he abnormally pulled down the window of the driver's seat to let the cold wind unscrupulously loot and wreak havoc in the car.

The car headed west all the way, passed the bridge connecting the west and east of the city, and entered Linchuan Street, which is very close to the city center.

This place was originally a concession. In the early years, many embassies gathered here. The level of security and prosperity is not inferior to that of the city center, and there are many residences and few business districts. It is a rare and secluded place in the downtown area.

After turning into a familiar alley, the black Porsche Cayenne stopped in front of the gate of a house that looked like an iconic concession.

This is a private club, which only provides services for a small number of powerful and high-end people.

Both Ren Zhuoyuan and Ren Suiyuan are the top VIPs of this club, and the club has reserved a luxuriously decorated box for the two of them all year round.

The waiter also recognized him at a glance.

The doorman reacted very quickly, and immediately came out to greet him, took the key handed over by Ren Sui, and went to the parking lot familiarly.

The waiter in the clubhouse followed closely, came out to greet you with a bow, and respectfully said: "Mr. Ren has been waiting for you in the box for a long time."

Ren followed without saying a word, just followed the waiter and walked in.

After going upstairs and around a few corners, the two stopped at the door of a box.

The waiter knocked on the door.

"Enter."

Inside the door, Ren Zhuoyuan's voice came.

Ren pushed the door open and went in.

The waiter followed respectfully, and after watching Ren take his seat, he asked politely: "Mr. Ren, would you like to order now, or..."

"Let's wait a little longer." Ren Zhuoyuan replied.

"Okay." The waiter wisely exited the box.

The two brothers sat facing each other, with a round table made of huanghuali wood in the middle, the lights above their heads were bright, and there was only a faint fragrance of flowers and wood in the box.

The windows on the balcony of the box were not completely closed, and a bit of cold wind blew in.

Ren Zhuoyuan was only wearing a suit, with a calm expression, as if he couldn't feel the cold.

He unhurriedly poured tea for himself and Ren Sui, picked up the teacup and sniffed it gently through his nose.

It is the new Longjing produced in the early Ming Dynasty this year, and it is the most precious.

The matching tea set is also an old item from the past year. The teacup and teapot have long been nourished by the tea, and there is no flaw.

"It seems that you didn't go to see your girlfriend off." Ren Zhuoyuan opened his mouth first, and took a sip of tea.

She was afraid of delaying my time, so she didn't let me send it. "Ren Sui replied truthfully.

It was rare for the two brothers not to confront each other, but it was still a bit rusty when they spoke.

The brothers who played games and read books together when they were children, and sat at the same dining table every day, now have a gap and are no longer close.

"so."

After the simple conversation, there was a long silence.

Ren Zhuoyuan knew that he had to take the initiative to speak.

He took a deep breath, and after putting down the teacup, he said with a rare serious expression, "I'm sorry."

Ren Sui looked at him with a calm expression, and the warmth of the cup of tea in front of him gradually faded.

From the deep winter in the eyes to being transformed by the warm spring sun, to the dry branches regaining their vitality.

After a long time, Ren Sui lowered his head slightly and let out a long sigh of relief.

"You don't need to apologize." Ren Sui replied with a relaxed expression, before Ren Zhuoyuan asked 'why', he continued.

"You are the manager of the company. Naturally, everything should be given priority to the company. I can understand that."

He makes games, so naturally everything focuses on games and revolves around games.

But Ren Zhuoyuan was not.

Ren Zhuoyuan is the manager of Lingdao Games and the CEO of the company. Apart from whether the games launched by the company are popular, what he has to consider is the company itself and its interests.

Even if it's a bit unkind, it's the reality, and it can't be refuted or changed.

The "Bounty Hunter" project was dismissed and disbanded, and "Little Forest" needed to be changed for the sake of flow. These are regrettable and angry things from the perspective of him as a game producer.

After changing another angle, it is a completely different way of understanding and acceptance.

It would be too childish to blame just because of this.

But Ren Zhuoyuan never thought of telling him in advance, he kept him in the dark from the beginning to the end, and didn't respect his existence at all.

This is what made him even more angry.

Now that Ren Zhuoyuan took the initiative to apologize, then there is no need for him to continue to fight against others.

"but…"

Ren Sui looked at Ren Zhuoyuan, selectively ignoring the "enthusiastic" eyes of the other party, and said: "However, I hope that you can notify me in advance in the future."

"You...you don't blame me?" Ren Zhuoyuan was a little surprised.

Ren Sui said with some distaste: "I thought what I said just now was clear enough."

Ren Zhuoyuan was stunned for a while, and after realizing it, he smiled self-deprecatingly.

If the words had been spoken earlier, the two would not have faced each other like old enemies.

"It was really hit by her." Ren Zhuoyuan laughed.

Ren Sui frowned slightly: "Who? What did you say?"

Ren Zhuoyuan shook his head: "Nothing."

Seeing that he was unwilling to speak, Ren Sui didn't bother to continue asking, but directly changed the subject: "Don't keep apologizing to me in the future, it sounds annoying."

"There are so many people in the company, if someone else hears or knows about it, it will give you a bad reputation, and you will be a CEO."

Ren Zhuoyuan froze slightly when he was about to pick up the teacup, and looked at Ren Suisu.

After a while, he asked cautiously, "Are you... caring about me?"

As soon as the words came out, Ren Sui immediately rolled his eyes.

As if he was extremely disgusted with this overly 'warm' speaking atmosphere at this time, he actually showed a disgusted expression, and sternly retorted: "Are you crazy!"

"I just don't want a brother who is judged by others!"

Ren Zhuoyuan was dumbfounded.

Isn't that what it means...

Ren Zhuoyuan thought, chuckled, and shook his shoulders a few times, obviously trying to restrain himself.

"Tsk..." Ren Sui looked away, casually grabbed the teacup in front of him, and poured the cold tea into his stomach.

The corner of Ren Zhuoyuan's mouth never moved, seeing Ren Sui's appearance, he thought of En Siruo's words again.

"Your girlfriend..."

Hearing Ren Zhuoyuan talk about En Siruo, Ren Sui immediately put away all his expressions, and looked at Ren Zhuoyuan with his green eyes.

Ren Sui: Neuropathy_(:з」∠)_

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