In the conference room on the top floor of the group building, the setting sun outside the window is like an oil painting. It takes a lot of effort to adjust the gorgeous colors with paint.
Dalton Lin raised his hand to signal the meeting to end. After everyone left, he pinched his eyebrows.
After a while, he took out a cigarette, tilted his head and lit it, then held it between his fingertips without smoking. He just watched it burn slowly. When he was in college, he liked to smoke, maybe he was addicted to cigarettes. Whenever he got emotional, he took out a cigarette. It would be hard not to smoke one.
In the eyes of others, his first half of life was extremely miserable, and the most bloody plot in the novel was almost attributed to him. His mother was the lover of Chairman Lin, and because of his poor status, even if he was pregnant with a child, he could not It was accepted. At that time, because of the long delay, the fetus could no longer be aborted.
When he was young, he saw his mother dealing with men.
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