In the family, Xu Changzhou received a variety of intensive training, strength, speed, fighting, marksmanship, and even willpower were required to meet a strict standard.
He was once infused with a large amount of high-concentration alcohol and locked in a small dark room. The strong allergic reaction caused large erythema to grow on his skin, his body also became swollen, and he began to twitch uncontrollably intermittently, and finally collapsed. Passed out on the cold ground, from the beginning to the end, he didn't even look at the anti-allergy injection on the table.
After the willpower training this time, Xu Changzhou's tolerance to alcohol suddenly became higher. Although the doctor said that such cases are very rare, he is indeed no longer allergic to alcohol.
But he didn't plan to tell Wen Ai for the time being.
Xu Changzhou drank one cup after another, drinking quickly without making people feel impatient. The booing people around were all watching the excitement, clapping their hands to the rhythm, shouting "Drink! Drink! Drink!".
Wen Ai stared blankly at Xu Changzhou's Adam's apple rolling up and down, until the waiter brought ten more glasses of wine, and then he remembered to stop it.
"Don't drink, don't drink! Hey! Did you hear that!"
Wen Ai's voice was easily overwhelmed by the loud slogans of the people around him. He tiptoed to Xu Changzhou's ear, and said loudly once with difficulty, but Xu Changzhou took the next glass of wine without paying attention.
Wen Ai was in a hurry, twenty glasses of spirits were enough for ordinary people to lie in the hospital, let alone someone like Xu Changzhou who couldn't touch alcohol.
As soon as Wen Ai gritted his teeth, he took the wine on the table and started to drink it. He drank very hastily as if he was reincarnated. The wine overflowing from the corner of his mouth flowed down his jaw and into his neck, wetting his collar. Blockbuster.
As soon as he joined, the group of people around the table completely boiled, screaming excitedly one after another.
Xu Changzhou began to speed up, Wen Ai's eyes widened, and he also increased his speed to grab a drink with him. Before he finished the glass in his left hand, another glass was already in his right hand.
It's a pity that Wen Ai is not suitable for drinking. After drinking one cup, his head starts to feel dizzy; after two cups, his hands and feet become weak and his speed slows down; the third cup is almost his limit; by the fourth cup, He was already swallowing purely on instinct.
By the time the twenty wine glasses on the table were all empty, Wen Ai was already too drunk, standing there holding the empty wine glass, hiccupping while holding the empty wine glass.
Xu Changzhou, who was alright, took the cup from his hand and poked his little nose with his finger: "Drunk?"
Wen Ai looked at him dimly, then suddenly picked up his hand, rolled up his sleeves and kept looking, his face was almost touching his arm.
Xu Changzhou held his chin and lifted his head: "What are you looking at?"
Wen Ai opened her mouth in a daze, and pointed to his face: "Where is Little Red Dot, why is Little Red Dot gone?"
Xu Changzhou grabbed his hand and said softly, "Without the little red dot, I won't get sick."
Wen Ai was stunned: "You're lying...you'll be allergic..."
Xu Changzhou hooked the corners of his lips, and put his hand on his face: "Touch it, is there no little red spots?"
Wen Ai touched it, nodded his head up and down, and then shook it left and right: "You can't just touch it, you have to see it. Let's go see a doctor."
He pulled Xu Changzhou's arm and wanted to leave, but when he turned around, he tripped over his left foot and tripped his right foot, his body fell, and his forehead hit the edge of the table, but fortunately Xu Changzhou hugged him from behind in time.
Wen Ai was not too polite, she directly leaned her whole body weight into his arms, closed her eyes, and fell asleep in a second.
Xu Changzhou's eyes overflowed with pampering, and he hugged him horizontally.
The people who had been on the sidelines for a long time were overwhelmed by the sudden dog food. Not only were their stomachs full of dog food, but they even grabbed a lot of it in their pockets.
It can be seen that Wen Ai is very familiar with this handsome guy who loves him so much, so everyone didn't stop them.
Xu Changzhou nodded to everyone, and left with Wen Ai in his arms. When he passed by Jiang Cheng, his footsteps paused a little: "You did a good job."
Looking at their backs, Jiang Cheng's eyes filled with unwillingness, but was quickly suppressed by a creepy excitement.
Xu Changzhou took Wen Ai to the hotel, closed the door, rolled up his sleeves and washed him from head to toe before putting him on the bed.
Xu Changzhou sat on the side of the bed and stared at Wen Ai's sleeping face, obediently, without even trembling his eyelashes. Wen Ai has always slept like this, as long as no one moves him, he can stay in one position all night.
Xu Changzhou recalled the trip in his third year of high school, he always took Wen Ai into his arms after he was asleep, and the next day he lied to Wen Ai that he got in by himself. Wen Ai was very simple, with just a few words, he let go of his doubts and defenses against himself.
Xu Changzhou laughed, stroked Wen Ai's tender cheeks with the back of his hand, and murmured: "Little Dumb Dog, why are you so easy to deceive? If you meet someone with bad intentions, don't you-"
Xu Changzhou didn't continue, he remembered that he was also a villain with schemes and schemes for six years.
He has been thinking about Wen Ai since he was in high school, not only his soft heart, but also his pretending to be flabby. So he silently stayed by his side, accepted his temper, tolerated his willfulness, and even satisfied his various unreasonable demands without limit.
At the end of the day, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, he put his feelings in front of Wen Ai, hoping to get a response, but what he got in return was the other party's resolute alienation. It didn't matter, he wasn't afraid of being rejected, but Wen Ai's rhetorical question "Are you worthy?" woke him up.
The gap between them is too great, family background, wealth, power, connections, everything stands between them. Only when he reached a higher position than the Zhao family, could he pursue Wen Ai unscrupulously.
That is now.
Xu Changzhou leaned over and kissed both sides of Wen Ai's cheeks, got up and left.
The headache caused by the hangover made Wen Ai realize what it was like to have a "brain cracked". He looked at the strange ceiling above his head, rubbed his painful temples, and slowly recalled what happened last night. All he remembers is that he drank a few glasses of wine, and...then...
It's broken.
Wen Ai broke into a cold sweat: "System, I didn't do anything disrespectful to Xu Changzhou when I was drunk, did I?"
The system's voice was a little weak: "No... right?"
Wen Ai's heart skipped a beat: "What's going on, what happened last night? Say it, say it, say it!"
System: "I said I said I can't say it!"
The corner of Wen Ai's mouth twitched: "You left your post without authorization again, and you ate snakes all night?"
The system defaults.
Wen Ai let out a long sigh: "The two of us will end sooner or later."
On the bedside table was a glass of tomato juice specially designed for hangovers, with a business card under it. Wen Ai picked up the tomato juice and took a sip, then glanced at the words on the business card.
Xu Changzhou
CEO of Stewart Bank
Phone: XXXXXXXXXXXX
Wen Ai took a sip of tomato juice and almost sprayed it on his business card. He died, but it was Xu Changzhou who brought him to the hotel. He didn't play like a drunk and punched him, did he? I always feel like I was wandering on the verge of life and death last night...
Wen Ai got up and took a brief wash, changed his clothes and left quickly.
While waiting for the elevator, he looked at the business card in his hand again, not knowing what Xu Changzhou meant. Could it be that he has grown up and let go of his hatred for him
Wen Ai thought about this line of thought for a while, and felt that it was quite possible. Look at Xu Changzhou's successful, mature and stable appearance yesterday, he didn't look like someone who would still cling to old things. If this is the case, it will be much easier for him to do the task later.
Wen Ai: "System, is the heroine coming to America as an exchange student soon?"
System: "Well, your last chance, take advantage of it!"
Wen Ai studied financial economics in the business school. The professor of the major course is a person who pays great attention to integrity. He has a wide network and a lot of resources. He often provides students with good internship opportunities.
In today's class, the professor proudly announced to the whole class that he has two internship places in Stewart Bank, and interested students can send their resumes to his mailbox.
There was a commotion in the classroom, and after a brief surprise, the hearts of the students began to stir. Stewart Bank is a mythical existence in the world banking industry. It is very young, but it overlooks all its peers. If you can go there for an internship, your future resume will be very good-looking.
Hearing this name, Wen Ai felt that Yuanjia Road was narrow, whoever wanted to go, he could just hide away.
In the second week of class, the professor announced the identities of the two lucky winners. Wen Ai's jaw almost dropped when he heard his name.
When did he apply? Why doesn't he know!
While suppressing the doubts in his heart, Wen Ai had to smile and thank the students around him who congratulated him. After finally getting out of class, Wen Ai quickly walked up to the podium, stopped the professor who was carrying the bag and was about to leave, very seriously Explained the situation to him.
Wen Ai felt that there were many people wanting this spot anyway, so it would not be difficult to choose someone to take the top spot, but the professor rejected him very seriously, and said a series of very long words, to the effect that I don't care if you were stolen Taking out the mailbox, or sending the wrong email while sleepwalking, it is all due to your own careless management. You cannot use this as an excuse to withdraw the application from me. This is a matter of trust between us.
To sum it up in one sentence, you have to go if you want to go, and you have to go if you don’t want to!