Zhou Ze suddenly felt that this old man was a treasure. A while ago, the old Taoist had talked to him about whether he should enshrine a statue of the God of Wealth or Guan Gong in the bookstore.
Now think about it, there is no need to worship those statues of gods. Just bringing this old man to live in the bookstore can ensure the bookstore's feng shui is prosperous.
It’s not like Zhou Ze hasn’t seen people of noble status before, but this old man was so noble that it was almost a bug.
As I said, he went to join the army. If he had worked in other industries or if the historical background of his era had been changed, he would definitely have achieved extraordinary success.
However, everyone's destiny and choices are different. Perhaps for the old man, choosing to join the army and fight side by side with his comrades is the choice he will least regret.
Even though he is now in his nineties, he can still happily reunite with his comrades in his "dreams" every night. In this life, he has never felt that he has lived in vain, nor has he felt that he has wasted his life and given up other better things.
The old man said that he had no children, so if he was gone, he would be gone forever.
Perhaps, he is still alive now, and he really just treats his home as an inn, a place for his comrades who died in the past to gather.
In fact, looking at it from another angle, Zhou Ze felt that the couplet hanging at the door of his bookstore was more suitable to be placed at the door of the old man's home.
Just listen to it casually, this is what I heard.
It is very difficult for Zhou Ze himself to reach this level now, especially after he has achieved some success. He has become very utilitarian in doing things and has lost his previous lazy and leisurely temperament.
As for the old man, he was in this courtyard. Who would wake up first from the dream? I know it myself in my life.
He is free and unrestrained, and although the courtyard is small, his memories are very distant.
After that, everything was quiet until dawn.
In the morning, Xu Qinglang drove here, the old Taoist also sat in the passenger seat, and the monkey was also found.
When Zhou Ze was helped into the car, the old Taoist lowered his head, looking very embarrassed.
My boss is very weak after he turns into a warrior.
As a result, while rushing to send Lan and Hong off, he was stopped by the traffic police for driving without a license.
This time, Xu Qinglang not only used some connections to rescue him, but also burned a lot of paper money. Even though Boss Zhou hadn't said anything, the old Taoist himself felt heartbroken.
"Old Taoist." Zhou Ze said.
"Yes, boss." The old Taoist glanced guiltily at the boss sitting in the back.
"Let's go learn to drive together and get a driver's license in a while."
"Um... OK."
In fact, Zhou Ze and the Taoist priest both know how to drive, but Xu Le doesn't have a driver's license, and the Taoist priest has never tried to get one. If he really takes the test, it would just be a process.
Along the way, Xu Qinglang kept looking at Dr. Lin sitting in the back through the rearview mirror;
Watch her wipe Zhou Ze's face, watch her peel fruit for Zhou Ze, watch her carefully ask Zhou Ze where he feels unwell.
In short, the whole car was filled with the smell of dog food.
The old Taoist doesn't care. Anyway, every ghost boss of his has always had good luck with women and female ghosts. This is something that can't be envied. If you want to envy,
Got to die first.
The old Taoist didn't want to die, so he was willing to endure the loneliness of being single. Zhou Ze once asked him why he didn't find a partner and live a good life, and the old Taoist replied that he had ambitions.
If she marries the boss, she will have to let down so many people in the world who are waiting for her to comfort them. It will be their loss, so she can only sacrifice herself for everyone.
Two hours later, Xu Qinglang parked the car in front of Dr. Lin's house.
Before getting off the car, Dr. Lin specifically said, "I'll send you another copy of the agreement. Just sign it and send it to me."
Zhou Ze felt a little disappointed. Although he didn't spend much time out this time, he had a lot of experience. However, after the two of them went around in circles, they seemed to have returned to the same rhythm as before they set out.
Divorce agreement.
Zhou Ze nodded and didn't try to keep her, nor did he say anything else. He just waved at her and reminded her to have a good rest. After saying these meaningless nonsense, Dr. Lin went upstairs and went home. Xu Qinglang started the car again and returned to the bookstore twenty minutes later.
The Taoist priest got off the car first and took the monkey to dig mud.
Xu Qinglang helped Zhou Ze open the car door, handed him a cigarette, and said with a smile: "If you really like her, be bolder."
"Then Dr. Lin thought I did a good job and left three thousand yuan for me on the bedside table?" Zhou Ze asked back.
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
"Actually, this is good. I'm not from the mortal world, and it may not be a good thing for her to be too involved with me."
"This isn't a romance drama, so why would there be so many twists and turns? To be honest, if it wasn't the faceless woman who drove the Maserati that day but Doctor Lin, you would probably be in labor by now."
Zhou Ze suddenly felt that what Xu Qinglang said made a lot of sense, and he couldn't find the words to refute it.
"Of course, if it really doesn't work out, IVF is very convenient now, and the Lin family is rich. You can tell her parents that they found a son-in-law who is not good enough, and if you want to have a grandson, you have to do IVF. I guess the Lin family will be willing to spend money on you."
Zhou Ze looked at Xu Qinglang with some surprise.
He felt that Xu Qinglang had turned bad.
Old Xu, who was so honest and loyal before, has actually learned to fight back, and this was after I had just ridiculed him.
The world is becoming more corrupt and people’s hearts are no longer the same as they used to be.
Zhou Ze wanted to get out of the car with Xu Qinglang's help, but a white figure ran over, picked Zhou Ze up very gently, and sent him into the bookstore, saying:
"Boss, the water temperature has been adjusted."
After Bai Yingying helped Zhou Ze take a bath, she carried Zhou Ze upstairs to the bedroom. Tea and fruit were placed in the bedroom. Zhou Ze drank half a cup of tea. Yingying considerately used her thigh as a pillow for Zhou Ze to rest his head on, and used her hands to massage Zhou Ze's head just right, allowing Zhou Ze to fall asleep slowly.
this,
That's life.
this,
That's life.
When he woke up, it was already night. After eating something with sour plum juice, Zhou Ze was supported by Bai Yingying and went downstairs to sit on the sofa.
After a while, Xu Qinglang also came downstairs. He was wearing a burgundy suit, his hair was combed perfectly, and he seemed to have sprayed some perfume on his body.
"What are you going to do, you're such a show-off?" Zhou Ze asked, waving the newspaper in his hand.
"What's it to you?" Xu Qinglang rolled his eyes at Zhou Ze.
This glance perfectly interprets the four words "red apricots going out of the wall".
After tidying himself up in front of the mirror, Xu Qinglang felt good about himself and asked Bai Yingying:
"How about this outfit?"
"Very beautiful." Bai Yingying said.
"Before you had this outfit, you were a prostitute flying around Paris at night. After you had this outfit, you were the most valuable gigolo in the Magic City."
After Zhou Ze finished speaking, he took a sip of coffee.
"I didn't ask you."
Xu Qinglang waved his hand at Zhou Ze disdainfully.
"People who can't get hard have no right to talk nonsense."
As Xu Qinglang spoke, he looked at Bai Yingying and gave her a look that said "you understand."
Bai Yingying blushed and crossed her hands, pointing her fingers. Actually, the boss's...
Xu Qinglang left and took a taxi away, but his aura seemed to still linger in the study.
Bai Yingying helped Zhou Ze refill his coffee and said, "Boss, I'm still waiting for your reply regarding the Japanese priest."
"Let her keep watching. I'm not feeling well lately."
Bai Yingying nodded, indicating that she understood.
… …
When I reached the door of the room,
Xu Qinglang was hesitant.
At the same time, he had 6,000 yuan in cash in his pocket.
She contacted him again. He didn't want to come, but he always felt that some things needed to be made clear.
For example, he was not the duck she mistakenly thought he was, so when he came, he not only had to return the three thousand yuan she left last time, but also give her another three thousand yuan.
Then I have to tell her seriously,
You are awesome,
I am very satisfied.
This is your service fee.
call…
man,
You have to get up from where you were despised.
I rang the doorbell of the guest room.
The door was opened,
The woman inside has a graceful posture. She must have just taken a shower. She is even more charming without any makeup. Her exposed skin makes people feel as if the devil has descended.
"I… … "
Xu Qinglang cleared his throat and just as he opened his mouth to say a word, his lips were blocked by another pair of lips.
Then,
The thunder in the sky set off the fire in the earth.
Friction creates heat, which creates a fire.
Everything went smoothly.
Then,
They had a blast.
After three times,
Xu Qinglang did not fall asleep. Although he was very tired, like an old ox that had exhausted all its strength from plowing the fields, he still forced himself to open his eyes.
Reaching out to pick up his clothes, he wanted to pay, and this time he wanted to pay first!
dignity,
Don't forget your dignity!
A man with more than 20 apartments,
You must have your own dignity!
"what you do?"
The woman asked, lying on the bed, a thin cigarette in her hand.
"Give me money."
Xu Qinglang was unbuttoning his suit pockets.
“Bang!”
The woman took out a stack of money from under her pillow and threw it in front of Xu Qinglang.
There are tens of thousands of them.
Xu Qinglang was stunned.
He suddenly felt that the several thousand dollars in his pocket
It seems a little hard to do.
My dignity seemed to have been trampled upon once again, leaving it in tatters.
"I am very satisfied with you, extremely satisfied," said the woman.
"I am also very satisfied with you." Xu Qinglang showed no sign of weakness.
"Satisfied with my price, right?"
“… …”Xu Qinglang.
Soon, Xu Qinglang came to his senses, folded up the money on the bed, grabbed the woman's hand with one hand, and put the money back in her hand.
"I don't want your money, and I'm not... eh? Your wrist?"
I didn't find it last time.
I didn't find it three times.
Now Xu Qinglang discovered that
There were twenty densely packed scars on the woman's left wrist, some of which were new and had not yet healed completely.
“Every time I have sex with a man who satisfies me, I feel very happy. When I feel happy, I want to leave something to commemorate it, so that I can be reminded of this happy and wonderful time in the future.
For example, today."
The woman took a blade from somewhere in her right hand.
Right in front of Xu Qinglang,
"puff"
A sound,
A bright red cut appeared.
The woman raised her head.
Open your mouth.
I kept sucking in cold air.
She should be in pain, but her expression seemed extremely happy, like a drug addict who got what he wanted.
Then,
The woman took the still burning cigarette butt and burned it directly on the new scar.
“Hiss…”
The woman took a deep breath.
Then he sighed:
"Comfortable… "