Late at night, the evening stars are few and far between.
The black car drove through the long street, and the street lights passing quickly outside the window were connected into pieces, like two golden ribbons. It was nearly two in the morning, and the road was no longer congested, but there were still vehicles rushing past from time to time.
In the center of the city, the towering buildings are brightly lit and do not go out all night, as if there is never a time to sleep.
The driver stopped in front of the intersection, and when he was waiting for the red light, he glanced at the rear-view mirror by chance, and found that the big boss was sitting in the back row with a blank face, his brows furrowed and his eyes sharply staring at the phone screen. His face was definitely not good-looking. Seems to be still worried about work.
So rich and working so hard, no wonder people are successful people.
The driver thought to himself. Seeing that the seconds at the red light were zero, he withdrew his attention, stepped on the accelerator, and drove smoothly through the intersection.
"Successful man" Sun Zinan stared at the WeChat interface with his deep and dedicated eyes that seemed very solemn and affectionate at all times, and finally clicked into the Doudizhu applet to start a new game.
This is a hobby he has recently developed. When he is bored, he will play two games against landlords. Not to mention decompression, at least it will make his life less monotonous.
Boss Sun's game level is average, and he hasn't played with all his heart, but he is a RMB player with more than 2.3 million happy beans on his account.
After a few seconds, the game was loaded. According to the number of Happy Beans, Sun Zinan was forced to enter the top field.
This field starts at 1,000 points, with a ceiling of 300,000 yuan. Wins and losses are not trivial, and bankruptcy is extremely easy. However, Sun Zinan's luck was pretty good tonight, and he was relatively clear-headed when he just started playing poker. He won five games in a row without paying special attention.
The system automatically switches the table every time he wins a game, and the next game matches him with two new players. The next family's nickname is "Qingfeng Xulai", and the head is a white lotus flower that has been quiet in time; the last family's WeChat nickname is the English letters "DONKI", and the head is a double-helix structure similar to DNA.
Sun Zinan's company specializes in biotechnology. He is more sensitive to this graphic, so he glanced at it subconsciously.
However, it was this sight that distracted him, he pressed the wrong key, and accidentally clicked "Grab the Landlord".
Grabbing the Landlord has its own double effect. Sun Zinan's cards in this game were not very good.
The breeze from the next home jumped over slowly, and the last home, DONKI, seemed to have a good card, and he was sure of winning, and snatched the landlord back. The points quadrupled, DONKI still thought it was not enough, and ordered a "Super Double."
The hole cards were opened, a pair of 3s and a 4.
Sun Zinan looked at the three 4s and a pair of 3s in his hand: "..."
What a mess!
There was no suspense in this game. DONKI still had a double-king bomb in his hand. In such a game, he deducted a number that made him frown slightly.
Sun Zinan is a man who doesn't say anything but has a strong desire to win. DONKI's victory is like a tube of chicken blood directly into his aorta, making him stand ready immediately.
The driver driving in front only felt an unprovoked killing intent in the back row, as if a small blade was shaving the hairs on the back of his neck.
According to the rules of the game, if you lose after winning a streak, the system will not change the table by default. At the beginning of a new game, it was these three people, and the last DONKI called the landlord again. Sun Zinan did not rob him, nor did he choose to double. Although he didn't have a big or small king in his hand, the cards were very smooth, and there was a small bomb.
In the first half, he only played three single cards, and the rest were all "not worth it". Qingfeng Xulai used two twos to trick DONKI to remove the king bomb in his hand and threw a small king. When DONKI thought he would win, he threw out the pair, and only had the last king in his hand, Sun Zinan gave him a smirk, didn't panic, and blew him lightly with four 3s.
DONKI: "… "
Sun Zinan was wicked and smoking. The more than a dozen cards left in his hand, except for the pair, was a straight. Every time he played a card, it was like a knife in DONKI. The opponent had no choice but to sit and be beaten. The interactive effects in the game poured a bucket of ice water on him angrily.
There was a slamming sound in the game, and this time the movement was so loud that even the assistant who was driving for him couldn't help but glanced at the rearview mirror curiously.
Sun Zinan was startled, and immediately threw a Rotten Tomato at him, not to be outdone.
DONKI couldn't run anyway, so he simply broke the jar, threw the card, and poured cold water on him attentively. Sun Zinan had two things in his mind, throwing rotten tomatoes at him while playing cards. Qingfengxu didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, and cooperated with Sun Zinan to use the chicken-catching special effect on DONKI, which completely fried the pot, and the game was filled with a happy air for a while.
The game is over and the peasants are victorious. This time the system still hasn’t changed tables. However, none of the three of them saw the winner or loser. They quickly clicked the “Start” button, and then invariably reached out to each other’s avatars—
Ice water, chicken feathers and tomatoes were flying all over again.
Sun Zinan has been fighting the landlords happily for several months, but he has never met such a childish player. This time the two have settled their revenge. DONKI launched a revenge for him to kill one thousand enemies and lose eight hundred. He started to play cards frantically. As long as "Qingfeng Xulai" played a card, he would take his biggest card on top. , do not give Sun Zinan any chance to play cards.
Sun Zinan was at his next home, and he was crushed to death by him. It was like a mouthful of old blood choked in his throat.
This game of cards was extremely chaotic, DONKI was mad, Sun Zinan was helpless, and the breeze came slowly to fish in troubled waters. After the end of the game, Sun Zinan glanced at the settlement page, and suddenly said "Fuck" in his heart.
I just poured cold water on throwing tomatoes, he and DONKI are teammates in this round... "Breath of the breeze" This chicken thief is the landlord!
The blue light of the mobile phone screen was faint, illuminating his pale face.
Boss Sun's fingers were hanging on the screen, and he didn't click the "Start" button for a long time. Across the screen, although he could not see each other, he could feel the same embarrassment of DONKI and himself.
When he was hesitating, the driver turned the steering wheel to the left. Sun Zinan didn't sit firmly while he was playing games, and his body was crooked, and his fingers pressed "restart" without any bias.
Sun Zinan: "..."
He took a closer look, only to realize that he hesitated for too long just now, and the system has automatically changed him a table. While Sun Zinan breathed a sigh of relief, he felt a little unsettled regret.
Maybe it's because of venting to make people happy. Boss Sun is very disciplined. Even if he fights landlords, he has to fight educated.
In the new round, he won again. At this time, the car drove downstairs to the apartment, and Sun Zinan closed the game and put away his mobile phone. When the car stopped, the driver opened the car door for him. His demeanor had completely returned to normal, and he said, "Thank you for your hard work. Come and pick me up at eight o'clock tomorrow."
The driver nodded and watched him walk towards the door of the apartment. He suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly stopped him: "Boss, Butler Wu called today and said that the old man asked you to go back for dinner tomorrow night."
Sun Zinan's footsteps stopped, and the moment of relief that Dou Dizhu brought him disappeared immediately, and the heavy boredom hung on the corners of his eyes and brows, and then disappeared like dew evaporated by the sun. He said coldly, "I know."
Driver: "Go slowly, good night."
The next day, Yinhong Building, Hongsen Biotechnology.
The bright and clean curtain wall reflects the rare clear sky, and the contiguous high-rise buildings cast shadows on the ground, making the place in front of the building still have a trace of coolness in the warm spring breeze in April.
The glass sensor door slid open to the sides, and the young man in a suit and leather shoes walked down the steps quickly, and saw Mu Shangshi at the door with a frown, his face immediately hung up, and he was forcibly pressed down in an instant.
Assistant Yu Liang trotted and came up from behind to open the car door for him.
Sun Zinan didn't sit in, but leaned on the door of the car, knocked on the roof with his fingers, gave him a sideways glance, and asked, "Why are we going today?"
His eyes are beautiful in shape, long but not narrow, like the phoenix eyes carved on ancient jade in the museum, with a strong classical beauty. The double eyelids are deeply and clearly pressed against the thick black eyelashes. I don't know if he is of mixed blood or of ethnic minority origin. The eye sockets are especially deep, which makes the eyes unreasonably deep and imposing.
Yu Liang suddenly let him stammer: "Mr. Sun, aren't we going to Tianhai University?"
"Go to school and drive this car," Sun Zinan said with a frown. "I was afraid that others would not know that we were upstarts and entered the city, so we went to the school gate to see us, right?"
The door was so cool, but Yu Liang felt a cold sweat on his head: "This, I'm sorry..."
"Change another one." Sun Zinan waved his hand and didn't care about him, he just said, "Keep a low profile. We are begging others to do business, not to take money to slap them in the face."
Yu Liang quickly followed the driver to the basement to change cars. As he walked, he beat himself back and forth in his heart. Soon after Liang joined the company, he was unfamiliar with Sun Zinan, and only heard from another senior assistant, Gu Yao, that Sun was always a man of attention. Seeing him so young, Yu Liang thought that the young master's emphasis was "getting in and out of a luxury car, hugging from left to right", but he didn't expect it to be a "true scripture", and could not help but secretly sweat for his previous prejudice.
On the way to the school, Sun Zinan received a phone call, and the other party was anxious to follow the radio waves and get him back to the company: "Why did you go there in person!"
Sun Zinan said lightly, "Have you heard of Sangu Maolu? If you can't do it last time, try again. Always show him our sincerity."
"That professor is a stubborn one who doesn't give in... Oh, why don't you bring someone over there?"
Sun Zinan poked Yu Liang in the front seat: "Give Director Zheng a squeak."
Yu Liang: "Huh?"
"Do you hear me?" Sun Zinan put the phone back to his ear, "I'm bringing a thug, don't worry about it."
Director Zheng: "..."
Sun Zinan put off the phone simply.
At 3:50 in the afternoon, an unobtrusive black Mercedes-Benz slowly stopped at the Tianhai University School of Life Sciences Hall. After Yu Liang communicated with the contact person of the college, he turned his head and said to Sun Zinan, "Mr. Sun, Professor Tang said that he can only spare half an hour, and it is inconvenient to go too far, so he made an appointment with us at the cafe on the first floor of the college."
Sun Zinan was calm, but he didn't mind being snubbed. It seemed that he was mentally prepared to keep everything simple, and said casually, "Yes."
The building smelled of coffee and cream, and there was a counter in the corner of the hall with a small blackboard with a menu written in chalk. It is said to be a coffee shop, but it is actually a convenience store for students. Sun Zinan sat down in front of the small square table, and tucked his long legs into the narrow space under the table. His posture was a little awkward, but he didn't seem to be restrained. He even studied the menu leisurely.
On weekday afternoons, most of the students are in the classroom or laboratory, and only a few students who pass by occasionally can't help but go to the counter to buy coffee, and peek at him with the novel eyes of visiting the protected animals in the zoo.
Yu Liang is like a squirrel who doesn't remember to eat or fight. He is very lack of vigilance. As soon as he sits down, he puts his heart back in his stomach and completely forgets the "low-key" that his boss has repeatedly emphasized. Seeing a student take out a mobile phone to take a candid photo, he didn't realize it, and even thought with Yourong: "Tsk tsk, if you look handsome, you can do whatever you want."
Sun Zinan endured again and again, and finally gave him a kick from under the table intolerable.
The sound of the elevator landing came from one end of the corridor, completely submerged in the roar of the coffee machine and the sound of Yu Liang being kicked out by someone and a chair. Sun Zinan didn't notice it until he walked steadily from far to near, and then he regained his attention and found a handsome man who looked like a male model standing in front of him.
The handsome guy was tall and straight, wearing glasses. He didn't look at them, but first said to a few students in front of the counter, "It's rude, don't take pictures."