While speaking, the phone rang.
Team Lin stayed up late last night to chase the murderer, and returned to the bureau at noon today. After eating a few mouthfuls of food, he just lay down and snored when he was woken up by a phone call from Yan Jiang.
"Who? What?" Team Lin's voice sounded hoarse as if he had just smoked a cigarette, full of displeasure.
Yan Jiang was not afraid of Team Lin's getting up, he said: "It's me, Yan Jiang. Team Lin, I want to rest this afternoon."
"reason?"
Yan Jiang was like a peacock with its tail open, shameless, and said in a smooth tone: "It's nothing else, it's just that my girlfriend proposed to me, and I don't want to go to work in the afternoon."
"..."
Thirty-two-year-old Lin Dui, who was still single, was so violently attacked that he couldn't sleep.
Under Team Lin's loud propaganda, in just a few minutes, everyone in the Public Security Bureau knew that Yan Jiang had been proposed by his girlfriend and hadn't gone to work in the afternoon.
Anyone with a little brain knows what they are doing in the afternoon.
That night, as night fell, Song Ci stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and played the violin.
After a day of work, Han Zhan came home exhausted, and when he walked to the door, he heard the sound of a violin.
He gently opened the door, walked into the living room, and saw Song Ci standing by the floor-to-ceiling windows, with his back facing him, concentrating on playing the violin.
Outside the window is the city full of neon lights, and inside the window is the person he likes. Han Zhan's tired heart suddenly relaxes.
After Song Ci finished playing a song, Han Zhan walked over and hugged Song Ci's waist. "You look so pretty when you play the violin." It was very strange that Song Ci usually acted like a little idiot, but once he held the violin, he would completely enter another state of ecstasy.
Song Ci rubbed her head on Han Zhan's shoulder and found a comfortable position.
She looked down at the piano, which was given to her by Han Zhan, and her name was engraved on it.
Song Ci told Han Zhan: "Do you know that every outstanding violinist will give his violin a name."
"My teacher's violin is called 'Spirit of War'. But me..." Song Cining stared at the word 'Porcelain Treasure' with some helplessness, "Brother Han, you gave my violin a soft name. After that If I become famous all over the world, every time I appear on the news, it will be hilarious."
Song Ci walked out of Han Zhan's arms, she turned to face Han Zhan, and opened a paragraph -
"Yesterday, the young violinist Ms. Song Ci took the imperial violin 'Cibao' to the stage of a certain concert hall and presented a wonderful performance for everyone"
After Song Ci finished speaking, she glared at Han Zhan and asked him, "Is this plausible?"
Han Zhan couldn't laugh or cry, "It's just a name, why get angry. Besides, the name Cibao is obviously very nice, not soft at all, and very imposing."
"Who will believe you?"
Song Ci handed the violin to Han Zhan and said, "My teacher's violin was only touched by me. Only you and the teacher can touch my violin. Would you like to try it?"
Han Zhan took the violin excitedly, held the bow with fake fingers, and gave Song Ci a live performance of sawing wood.
Song Ci's eyelids twitched wildly. "All right, all right, don't insult my Qin."
Song Ci hurriedly snatched the piano back and took good care of it before putting it in the box.
During this period of time, Han Zhan left early and returned late, so busy that he didn't have time to exercise, and the muscles on his body became softer. It's not too late to come back today. After talking to Song Ci, Han Zhan went into the fitness room.
Song Ci didn't go to exercise with Han Zhan when she first came to her aunt.
Before the marriage, she promised Han Zhan that she would knit three sweaters for Han Zhan, but she had something to do recently and couldn't knit three sweaters, so she tried her best to knit one for Han Zhan.
The last few stitches of the sweater were still unfinished, and Song Ci took the time to finish knitting the sweater. Folding the sweater neatly into a gift box, Song Ci placed it at the door of the fitness room.
At this time, the mobile phone suddenly reminded her that Yan Jiang, a close friend on Weibo, had a new update.
Song Ci opened Weibo and saw an extremely arrogant sentence—
Yan Jiang V: [Brother is engaged, everyone is not allowed to love me anymore, even in secret, my fiancee is very powerful @你菲姐.]
Your Sister Fei: [Don't love Yan Jiang, loving him is fruitless, unless IQ is higher than mine.]
Fifteen minutes later, Weibo was successfully paralyzed.
When Song Ci saw this message, his heart was overturned. The overlord flower in her house swallowed the Clivia in the next door.
After finishing his body, Han Zhanjian opened the door and walked out, kicking something with his toe.
Lowering his head in surprise, Han Zhan saw a gift box.
Knowing that Song Ci put it here on purpose, Han Zhan smiled.
He squatted down, opened the lid of the gift box, and took out the white neatly folded sweater with both hands.
He opened the sweater and found that the pattern on the front of the sweater was a simple and honest giant panda. Han Zhan was a little helpless.
He knew that Song Ci would not be so obedient.
Han Zhan went back to his room to take a shower, put on the sweater, and walked to the mirror in the dressing room to look at it. Song Ci's sweater is very beautifully knitted, and the size is slightly loose, which is convenient for wearing warm clothes or shirts inside.
Han Zhan felt that he was more handsome in the sweater.
Song Ci finished eating melons on Weibo, opened WeChat, and found that her brother Han had updated his Moments.
Han Sanpang: [Sweaters should be worn in winter. My wife is beautiful and handy, so I don't accept rebuttals.]
Han Zhan also provided a picture, which is a selfie of himself. Han Zhan's selfie is very straight, just like standing in a military posture.
In the photo, Han Zhan was wearing the white panda sweater Song Ci knitted for him. His tough body and handsome mature face were very inconsistent with that sweater.
But Han Zhan thinks it looks good, can others say it's not good-looking
Mutual friends of the two have left comments —
Li Li: [The sweater is very cute, and Mr. Han is also very cute.]
Bei Zhan: [Hahaha, hahaha!]
Han Wangwang: [It's getting old, little cousin, why are you pretending to be young? However, Auntie Xiaobiao's craftsmanship is really good, can I ask Auntie Xiaobiao to weave one for me?]
Han Zhan replied to Han Wangwang: [Who are you to her? Who gave you face.]
Han Wangwang: [heartbreak!]
After reading the news, Song Ci shook her head and chuckled.
She got out of bed, pushed open the door of the cloakroom and walked in, pulling up Han Zhan who was sitting on a stool replying to Moments messages. "Brother Han, it's time to go to bed."
Han Zhan stood up and followed her back to the room. When he arrived in the room, he stood at the end of the bed with open arms and asked Song Ci, "How is the sweater still fit?"
Song Ci took a look and said, "It's very suitable."
Han Zhan was very satisfied.
At night, he wanted to sleep in a sweater, and Song Ci felt the heat for him. "Take it off, turn on the floor heating, don't get prickly heat."
"I just want to wear it to sleep." Under Song Ci's strong request, Han Zhan finally compromised and took off his sweater.
Touching the sweater fondly, Han Zhan told Song Ci: "From now on, every winter, you will knit a sweater for me."
Song Ci: "Why?"
Han Zhan said with a sad tone, "My grandma knits a sweater for me every year."
Song Ci softened her heart and agreed.
Because Zeus International will be established tomorrow, Song Ci and Han Zhan were a little excited that night, and they talked for a long time before falling asleep.
The next day, Han Zhan got up before dawn and went to Yulong Building.
Bei Zhan is a bit superstitious. When the architectural designer was invited to design the Yulong Building, he had asked a Feng Shui master to read Feng Shui.
The name Yulong Building was also given by a Feng Shui master.
On the day the company was formally established, Bei Zhan invited the feng shui master over again and asked him to pray for the company.
Han Zhan didn't believe in this at first, but things like rebirth that sound fantastic have happened, not to mention Feng Shui is still a science
This morning, Han Zhan, Bei Zhan, and Li Li followed Fengshui master obediently, worshiping gods and praying for blessings.
Han Zhan was a little tired after all the coquettish operations.
After finishing the work, Bei Zhan wrapped a big red envelope for the Feng Shui master, and inside was a check for two million. The Feng Shui master took the red envelope with a smile, and left satisfied.
The blessing ceremony is over, followed by the company establishment celebration and ribbon-cutting ceremony.
On this day, every reporter who received the invitation came to the scene to witness the birth of Zeus International.
When the singer Liang Bo was invited to the stage to cut the ribbon with Bei Zhan Li Li and others, the reporters sniffed out some deep content.
I'm afraid that Liang Bo will become the first brother of Yuhua Brokerage Company.
Think about it, Yuhua Brokerage Company is backed by Zeus Aviation, Liang Bo needs contacts, resources and resources, and he is a powerful person himself, so it's hard not to be popular!
What kind of shit luck is this!
Han Zhan and Song Ci sat under the stage in a low-key manner.
Seeing that Liang Bo walked onto the stage with a flattered face, holding the small scissors and smiling slightly at herself, Song Ci also gave Liang Bo a cheering gesture.
While Liang Bo bowed his head to cut the ribbon, Song Ci whispered to Han Zhan, "Brother Han, why did you arrange Liang Bo?"
Han Zhan said: "Didn't you say, let me take care of him? Besides, you are a cooperative relationship. Liang Bo is popular. If he eats meat and you drink soup, it will not do you any harm."
Song Ci felt sweet in her heart.
She stared at Liang Bo, and suddenly thought of something. "Brother Han, you established this feathered agency for Du Xueyan, right?"
On a sunny day, Han Zhan seemed to have heard thunder, and his expression changed.
Seeing that Han Zhan didn't speak, his expression was a little uneasy. Song Ci didn't understand anything.
"It really is. You are so kind to her." Song Ci's tone was sour. "You even registered the company for her, but she kicked you. If Du Xueyan knew about this, she would definitely be annoyed to death."
Han Zhan felt sorry for Song Ci.
"Cibao, I didn't have you in my life at that time. I thought Du Xueyan was my destiny. She wanted to be a singer, so I asked Bei Zhan to register this company on my behalf. The purpose was to create a company for her. A music kingdom without intrigue."
"I guessed a long time ago that once you know the truth, you will definitely be angry, so I haven't been able to find a chance to tell me."
"I did hide it from you on purpose, because I cherish you very much." Han Zhan said this sincerely, and Song Ci didn't leave in anger.
Because he did nothing wrong.
Song Ci felt a little sour, and felt unfair and unworthy for Han Zhan.
In her eyes, Han Zhan is good everywhere, why is Du Xueyan willing to break up with him
Song Ci brought up the old topic again, "Brother Han, if you hadn't saved that person back then, you wouldn't have been injured, and Du Xueyan might not have broken up with you. After all, the breakup between you and Du Xueyan was also related to That person is about…”
Song Ci remembered that Han Zhan lost his temper the last time he asked this question. But she just wanted to hear an accurate answer from Han Zhan.
Song Ci tilted her head to look at Han Zhan, and seeing that Han Zhan was just slightly frowning, not showing any signs of losing her temper, she mustered up her courage and asked him boldly: "Brother Han, if you do it all over again, would you still do that?" Will you do it? Will you save that person?"
This is the second time Song Ci asked about this, and Han Zhan couldn't help but feel strange.
Song Ci was paranoid to get the answer, did she know something
Han Zhan turned his head to look at Song Ci, and saw the girl's face was full of guilt and anxiety.
His heart skipped a beat.
Did she know everything about that year
In order to verify his guess, Han Zhan deliberately said: "There is something I wanted to ask you a long time ago. Why did you steal my Yu Ruyi?"
Song Ci raised her head abruptly, subconsciously explained, and showed her innocence: "I didn't steal it, the chain broke by itself and fell into my arms." As he spoke, Song Ci suddenly understood that Han Zhan was I'm talking about her!
Song Ci covered her mouth and looked at Han Zhan in astonishment.
Seeing her series of reactions in his eyes, what else does Han Zhan not understand
"As expected, you know." Han Zhan's tone was very sure.
Song Ci put down her hand and didn't respond.
The stage has entered the lottery, and the winner of the first prize can get an Aoyu-1. The second prize can get a holographic helmet made by Shenghui Technology, and the third prize can get a smartphone worth 20,000 yuan.
The atmosphere at the scene was very lively, everyone raised their hands, trying to attract the host's attention.
Amidst the noise, Han Zhan said to Song Ci: "If time goes back, my choice will not change, and I will still save you."
Song Ci's eyes shone brightly and brightly like stars.
Han Zhan: "A relationship that is already in jeopardy cannot be compared with a life. Song Ci, even if it is not you, but anyone, I will do that."
"Don't feel guilty about me. You have never done anything wrong. You are not the one who is sorry for me. Don't take other people's mistakes on yourself. Song Ci, I don't like abusing good people."
Song Ci hurriedly said: "I don't think it's my fault, I just feel sorry for you."
Han Zhan shook his head.
"God is fair." He held Song Ci's hand and said, "Du Xueyan is gone, you are here, you are better than her, I like you more."
Song Ci's heart was full of elation, and when she was excited, she raised her voice: "Brother Han, I really, really like you too!"
At the same time, the first lucky spectator on the stage was knocking on the golden egg with a hammer, and the audience was silent, wondering what this person would hit.
At this time, a sexy and charming voice suddenly sounded from the audience——
"Brother Han, I really, really like you too!"
All the guests: "!"
Everyone stopped watching Lucky smash the golden eggs, and turned their heads to stare at Han Zhan and Song Ci in the first row of seats.
Song Ci realized that everyone in the hall heard her words, and she couldn't help blushing, as if she was drunk.
The smile on the corner of Han Zhan's mouth became brighter and lighter. "Okay, I see."
Han Zhan stood up, took Song Ci's head into his arms, and hid her.
"Sorry, my wife has a thin skin." Han Zhan nodded to everyone, and fled with his thin-skinned wife in full view.
Entering the elevator, Song Ci quickly got out of Han Zhan's arms.
"This is embarrassing."
Nodding, Han Zhan said, "Well, yes, this matter has probably been filmed by the on-site director, and it will become a classic scene at the opening ceremony of Zeus International."
After squinting at Song Ci amusedly, Han Zhan said, "I will remember to ask them to play this video when the company celebrates its anniversary, 10th year, or 20th year."
Song Ci was too embarrassed, "Brother Han, shut up!"
"Okay, okay."
Han Zhan took Song Ci back to the office and took a nap with her for a while. As soon as three o'clock arrived, Song Ci was taken away by the stylist Alan to do styling for tonight's party.
Li Li went upstairs to find Han Zhan, and teased him when they met: "Brother Han, I really, really like you!"
Han Zhan glanced at him lukewarmly, and said, "Ugly refusal."
Li Li made a cut, and then he put away his frivolous expression, approached Han Zhan, and told him, "I heard something, and the news is reliable."
Han Zhan glanced at him silently.
Li Li said: "I heard that the old President Cheng of the Chuandong Group was seriously ill and admitted to the hospital today."
"Seriously admitted to the hospital?"
As the leading enterprise of Wangdongcheng, Chuandong Group has attracted everyone's attention to its every move. Mr. Cheng was seriously ill and was admitted to the hospital. People in the company were in a state of panic, and the coveted opponents would take the opportunity to retaliate.
If this matter is not handled properly, there will be incalculable and unpredictable consequences.
"What's the situation in eastern Sichuan now?"
"I heard that the young master of East Chuandong, Cheng Yanmo, is hurrying back home. I guess he is going to see Mr. Cheng for the last time. However, no matter whether Mr. Cheng is dead or alive, the person who will finally take over the big burden of East Chuandong must be Cheng Yanmo."
Cheng Yanmo has been in Chuandong International for five years. He is the deputy general manager of the group in name, but in fact he has long been the veritable president. In Chuandong International, the young master's right to speak has long overshadowed Mr. Cheng.
The change of Chuandong Group will not affect Zeus International. Han Zhan didn't take it seriously when he heard about it. Just hearing the name Chuandong Group, he thought of another person
"You go to work first, and remember to bring Su Beibei to the party tonight. It's time to let everyone meet your girlfriend, so that everyone doesn't want to introduce you to someone." The new company was established, and both Li Li and Bei Zhan Vice President, Bei Zhan has already married, so the number of people who would try to put women around him is naturally much less, and Li Li has become a favorite, a big piece of fat.
Han Zhan hates the disgusting behavior of "giving women away" in the mall the most. He knows that beauty is a knife hanging above the head. At worst, the family will be destroyed.
Han Zhan would not allow potential dangers around him, nor would he allow a crisis to be hidden around his confidant general.
Li Li understood what Han Zhan meant, and he said, "I'm about to pick her up, so I'll go first."
"Um."
After Li Li left, Han Zhan picked up his cell phone and called Han Wangwang.
"Little cousin!"
Han Wangwang just finished class and was on his way back to the dormitory.
After receiving Han Zhan's call, Han Wangwang only felt strange, "What's up, little cousin, do you want to invite me to play DJ at your company's celebration party?"
In the last DJ competition, Han Wangwang won the second place. Now she has become a popular DJ, and several nightclubs are inviting her to perform.
Han Zhan sneered, "Are you here to mess things up?"
Han Wangwang chuckled.
She pushed open the door of the dormitory, clamped the phone with her shoulder and right cheek, and pulled the clothes in the closet with both hands.
On the phone, Han Zhan asked her: "When do you plan to do what I told you last time?"
A stern look flashed in Han Wangwang's eyes, "Just for a few days." She could feel that the man was about to lose his patience and couldn't bear it anymore.
"Get it done as soon as possible."
"Little cousin, what kind of enmity do you have with him?"
Han Zhan: "You don't need to worry about this. After this matter is settled, you can just wait for the spring to transfer."
"Good!"
After hanging up Han Zhan's phone, Han Wangwang took his clothes to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Han Wangwang closed the curtains and began to change clothes.
Han Wangwang's slender legs and straight buttocks were outlined in a seductive and sexy curve by a pair of low-rise skinny jeans.
She felt that her figure was too predictable, so she couldn't help but performed a magical dance in front of the changing mirror.
Just as they were jumping, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside.
When he opened the door, he saw a girl twisting her buttocks in the mirror, Jiang Bi froze for a moment. Her eyes inevitably saw Han Wangwang's waist exposed under his tight-fitting bottoming shirt, so thin, so flat, so white.
When Han Wangwang heard the movement, he quickly stopped. When he turned around, he saw that it was his roommate Jiang Bi, and Han Wangwang was a little embarrassed.
"Hi!" Han Wangwang greeted Jiang Bi with a blushing face.
Jiang Bi is two years older than Han Wangwang, but they are alumni of the same class. Jiang Bi was twenty years old when he took the college entrance examination. Everyone felt strange about this, but no one dared to ask.
Because Jiang Bi's character is relatively withdrawn, she doesn't talk much, and the number of times she can see her in the dormitory in a semester can be counted on one's fingers, Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi are actually not familiar with each other.
Jiang Bi glanced at her, passed Han Wangwang and walked inside without making a sound.
Jiang Bi was tall, more than half a head taller than Han Wangwang who was 1.65 meters tall, almost 1.8 meters tall. When she walked past Han Wangwang, Han Wangwang felt that this man was so powerful that she didn't dare to look at him blatantly.
There was no one else in the dormitory, and Han Wangwang and Jiang Bi had nothing to say. She sat quietly on the stool, and made a one-time hairstyle with a curling iron.
Putting away the curling iron, she opened her snack library, took two packs of pecans and stuffed them into her bag.
After thinking about it, he took two more packs, walked to the balcony, and handed the pecans to Jiang Bi who was on the bed.
Jiang Bi was listening to music with headphones on, when she suddenly saw a jade-like white hand reaching out. She lowered her eyes and saw two packs of pecans, then followed the hand and looked at its owner.
She saw a beautiful smiling face.
"Jiang Bi, do you want to eat pecans?"
Jiang Bi stared at Han Wangwang's smiling face, reached out to take the pecan fruit, and said, "Thank you." Jiang Bi was cold and arrogant, but his voice was particularly pleasant.
Han Wangwang smiled sweetly at her. "You're welcome!"
Jiang Bi held the pecan fruit and thought: Why does she love to laugh so much
At this time, the door was pushed open again, and a girl with waist-length hair came in. She was Han Wangwang's good friend and roommate Su Weiyin.
When Su Weiyin saw Han Wangwang wearing a suspenders and jeans, she knew it immediately, "Are you going to play DJ again?"
"Well, one-station invited me to their Christmas party. The salary is quite high, 10,000 yuan a night."
Han Wangwang never reveals her wealth. The bags and clothes she wear cost hundreds of dollars. No one knows the real background of her family.
Seeing that Han Wangwang was going out to make money again, Su Weiyin asked her, "Wangwang, are you short of money?"
"Yeah! I'm dying of poverty! I recently fell in love with a good thing, and I still need a lot of money." Han Wangwang wanted to buy an Aoyu No. 1, but he was still short of 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.
But her poverty was understood by Su Weiyin as real poverty. Su Weiyin said, "I can lend you as much as you need."
"You are really a good friend of mine." Han Wangwang hugged Su Weiyin, called her dear a few times, then let go of her, rejecting her kindness, "I just earn money slowly by myself, if I don't have enough money, I won't buy it first. "
"That's fine."
Only then did Su Weiyin notice Jiang Bi who was on the bed, and the movement of her walking subconsciously became lighter.
Han Wangwang picked up his down jacket and put it on, and when he was about to leave, Su Weiyin suddenly stopped her. "Wangwang, take me to play too, it must be very lively in one-station on Christmas Eve today."
Han Wangwang has always been loyal to his friends, and she didn't think too much about it when she heard the words, and she agreed directly. "Okay, you come with me." Picking up the bag, Han Wangwang suddenly looked up at Jiang Bi who was on the opposite bed.
Jiang Bi was sipping pecans, like a hamster with puffy cheeks.
"Jiang Bi."
Jiang Bi stared down at Han Wangwang without making a sound.
Han Wangwang tilted his head, smiling sweetly, like a baby angel. "Jiang Bi, today is Christmas, if you are free, come with me to one-station."
Fearing that Jiang Bi didn't know what one-station was, Jiang Bi explained again: "It's a very famous bar, the wine there is very delicious, I invite you to drink!" After finishing speaking, Han Wangwang felt a little uneasy Waiting for Jiang Bi's answer.
Su Weiyin tugged on La Han Wangwang's clothes, wanting her not to call him this person. Jiang Bi was a misfit at first glance, and Su Weiyin felt that Jiang Bi would probably save Han Wangwang's face.
Clinker, Jiang Bi actually nodded.
She turned over and jumped off the bed, and when she landed, her movements were handsome. Han Wangwang was dumbfounded, and quickly put up a thumbs up to flatter Jiang Bi: "You are so handsome!"
Jiang Bi stood up, glanced at Han Wangwang, picked up her mobile phone, and went out to play with them. -
The three of them sat in the online car-hailing car, and the car drove over the Yulongyuan Bridge.
Han Wangwang lay on the window of the car, looking at the majestic and domineering building in the middle of the Yulongyuan River, and scolded her awesome but stingy little cousin in his heart.
Su Weiyin said suddenly: "I heard that it is the headquarters building of Zeus International."
Jiang Bi stared at the building, and although she didn't speak, she nodded slightly.
Han Wangwang told Su Weiyin: "Su Weiyin, let me tell you a secret."
Su Weiyin pricked up her ears.
Han Wangwang said: "The boss of Zeus International is my uncle." Her tone was calm, hiding her achievements and fame.
Su Weiyin cut it off, "Just brag, the boss of Zeus International is still my husband!"
"That's impossible." Han Wangwang shook his head and said, "The proprietress of Zeus International is beautiful and fragrant. You can't compare her beauty."
The two of them made jokes, and the car arrived at the entrance of the nightclub.
Han Wangwang took them into the store, arranged a seat for them, and went upstairs to meet the nightclub manager. At nine o'clock at night, when the atmosphere was lively, Han Wangwang took off his down jacket, put on a peaked cap, and walked onto the stage.
As soon as she came on stage, everyone in the audience shouted her name. A cute name like 'Han Wangwang' also sounds powerful.
Han Wangwang put her finger in front of her lips, and she let out a 'shh', her voice was infinitely amplified by the microphone.
The scene became quieter, and Han Wangwang was very satisfied.
Han Wangwang started to play discs, and her waist also twisted. She was curvy and curvy, and she was a little wild.
Han Wangwang was extremely charming when he was playing DJ, and he caught the attention of everyone in the audience. Jiang Bi joined the wechat group in the dormitory. When Han Wangwang participated in the DJ competition, he sent a link in the group and asked them to vote for her.
Jiang Bi also voted for Han Wangwang, but this was the first time Jiang Bi saw Han Wangwang playing DJing.
How should I put it, it is very charming, with a charm that makes people unable to take their eyes off.
There are many people who have the same idea.
Under the performance stage is a circular dance floor, and the periphery of the dance floor is a Harmony high-speed rail designed in a circular arc.
Cheng Ziang and a group of friends were sitting in the booth, they stared at Han Wangwang on the stage through the window.
Cheng Ziang has been chasing after Han Wangwang recently, and he has been chasing Han Wangwang for more than two months, but he still hasn't got it. It is said that the woman is a hard bone, which cannot be chewed or broken. "Second Young Master Cheng, you still haven't dealt with that woman named Han Wangwang?"
Upon hearing this, Cheng Ziang curled his lips irritably. He put the wine glass in his hand heavily on the table, stood up, and said, "Wait, tomorrow morning, she will definitely wake up from my bed crying."
It is said that everyone has different thoughts.
Someone made a fuss and said to him: "Second Young Master Cheng, that's the way it is, if it's a man, take her down!"
But there was also the man who sincerely treated Cheng Ziang as a brother, took Cheng Ziang's hand and reminded him not to do stupid things. "Cheng Er, twisted melons are not sweet, so don't do stupid things."
Cheng Ziang nodded indifferently, "I'll go out to catch my breath."
After he left, everyone began to discuss Cheng Ziang's father's serious illness. "Cheng Er's father is dying soon, is this news accurate?" The news of Cheng's father's serious illness has already been spread, and there is no way to hide it.
"I heard that yes, Master Cheng is on his way back. I heard that he will arrive at Wangdong at eleven o'clock tonight."
"That seems really serious."
"I heard from acquaintances in the hospital that Cheng Er's father might not survive tonight."
Hearing this, everyone fell silent.
After a while, someone spoke, breaking the weird silence—
"Master Cheng is going to take over Chuandong."
Compared with Cheng Yanmo, a group of playboys who only know how to eat, drink and play, and can't do shit projects well when they get to the company, there is a huge difference.
Cheng Yanmo was someone they couldn't afford and dared not provoke.
"Cheng Er is really happy to have such a big brother." If Cheng Yanmo hadn't been staring at Cheng Ziang all the time, according to Cheng Ziang's character who loves to stab Lou Zi, he would have died many times.
Cheng Ziang was upset, not just because of Han Wangwang.
He stood smoking a cigarette in the escape passage behind the bathroom, it was quiet here, without even a moment of flattery or cynicism from friends.
Crouching in the stairwell, he couldn't help but think of what his elder brother said to him on the phone a few hours ago. He said-
"Zi'ang, I know you hate your father, but he is about to die. I don't ask you to forgive him. I just hope that you can visit him before he dies. You can mock him or pity him. , at least let him take a look at you."
Cheng Ziang hasn't seen his father for a long time, and he can't remember what his father looked like when he was old. But he still remembers deeply and clearly what his mother looked like after she hanged herself! I remember that mistress was naked, lying under the door of the master bedroom with her white body covered in blood!
to see him
Cheng Ziang snorted and stood up.
He was afraid that if he saw that man, he would go blind.
When Cheng Ziang came out of the stairwell, he saw a young girl standing in the corridor behind the toilet, pacing back and forth with a look of hesitation.
"Looking for me?" Cheng Ziang stood behind the girl, staring at her back with gloomy eyes.
Su Weiyin was startled.
She hurriedly turned her head and saw Cheng Ziang behind her. Su Weiyin muttered and said softly, "Cheng, Mr. Cheng, I've considered what you told me last time."
Cheng Ziang showed an expression that I guessed would be like this.
Su Weiyin asked Cheng Ziang again: "Then what you promised me, will it be done?" Su Weiyin's affair with the school leader was somehow caught by Cheng Ziang, who used this to threaten Su Weiyin and let her Do yourself a favor.
Cheng Ziang hummed casually, "That depends on your ability to handle things."
Su Weiyin squeezed her hands nervously. "I, I'll get things done tonight, Mr. Cheng, it's Room 2603 of the Jetta Hotel, right?"
Cheng Ziang glanced at her, then nodded, "En."
"I see."
Su Weiyin turned and left, while Cheng Ziang stared at the girl's back with no warmth in his eyes.
This kind of woman who can easily betray her friends is so disgusting! -
Han Wangwang came down from the stage and returned to the booth, only to see Jiang Bi sitting there alone playing with his mobile phone. She walked up to Jiang Bi and sat down, tapping her fingers on the table in front of Jiang Bi.
Hearing the sound, Jiang Bi turned to look at her.
Han Wangwang smiled and asked her, "Am I handsome just now?"
Jiang Bi nodded, "Very handsome."
Han Wangwang asked again: "Do you have the feeling that you are about to fall in love with me?"
Jiang Bi shook her head and said seriously, "Not yet."
Jiang Bi was too serious, and Han Wangwang felt embarrassed instead.
She looked around, but she didn't see Su Weiyin's figure, and there was a look of worry in her eyes. "Where's Weiyin? Have you seen her?"
Jiang Bi pointed to the exit, "I saw her go out from there before."
"oh."
Han Wangwang was about to get up to look for Su Weiyin when he saw Su Weiyin walking over. When she came, she still had three glasses of wine in her hand.
"Come on, Wangwang, Jiang Bi, I ordered a glass of 'Northern Passenger' for you, this wine is very delicious."
"I invite you to drink."
"Thank you." Han Wangwang took the wine from Su Weiyin's hand and handed it to Jiang Bi. Jiang Bi glanced at the wine of the three of them, and noticed that the lemon slices on Han Wangwang's wine glass were relatively small, while the lemon slices for himself and Su Weiyin were relatively large.
Han Wangwang picked up her own glass of wine and was about to drink it, when Jiang Bi suddenly pointed at Han Wangwang's, and she said, "I have more of this glass for you to drink, I don't drink much."
Han Wangwang and Su Weiyin blinked at the same time.
Han Wangwang looked at Su Weiyin, and then at Jiang Bi beside him.
Han Wangwang is not stupid, she has been following Cheng Ziang's every move, and has long since discovered that Cheng Ziang had contacted Su Weiyin several times in private. Su Weiyin offered to come to the nightclub with her tonight, and Han Wangwang was giving Su Weiyin a chance.
Han Wangwang's original plan was to take the initiative to get into the trap set by Su Weiyin, and then he could make use of the problem to achieve his goal.
However, Jiang Bi's actions disrupted Han Wangwang's plan and also disrupted Su Weiyin's plan.
Su Weiyin looked at Han Wangwang's wine, then at Jiang Bi's, and thought they were the same amount. She looked at Jiang Bi anxiously, thinking that this woman might have discovered her plan.
Su Weiyin held back her guilt and panic, and said to Jiang Bi: "It turns out that Jiang Bi can't drink, so don't drink, we Wangwang are good at drinking."
"Yes!" Han Wangwang nodded, smiled and said to Jiang Bi, "If you can't drink, give me your wine. I love this wine very much."
Jiang Bi wanted to remind Han Wangwang that there was something wrong with the wine, but at this moment, Jiang Bi suddenly noticed that Han Wangwang had kicked her calf under the table.
Jiang Bi: ""
She silently pushed her wine to Han Wangwang.
Han Wangwang took the wine Jiang Bi handed over, "Thank you Jiang Bi, you are so kind and kind." Then Han Wangwang chatted with Su Weiyin, chatted and drank the glass of wine.
Seeing that Han Wangwang finished the glass of wine, Su Weiyin was relieved. She reached under the table and quietly texted Cheng Ziang.
Su Weiyin: [She's already drunk.]
Cheng Ziang had already arrived at the hotel. After seeing the news, he hummed a little song in a good mood and went into the bathroom to take a shower. -
At ten o'clock at night, Han Wangwang suddenly felt dizzy, she said, "It seems like I'm drunk, let's go."
Su Weiyin immediately said, "Then I'll take you back."
Jiang Bi stood up and followed the two people slowly.
When he was about to walk to the door of the bar, Han Wangwang who was supposed to be drunk suddenly pulled Jiang Bi's clothes. Jiang Bi looked at her silently, thinking about Han Wangwang's purpose for doing this.
Han Wangwang should have discovered that there was something wrong with that glass of wine, but he still insisted on drinking it, which means
Jiang Bi stared at Su Weiyin's profile.
This idiot thought she was a praying mantis catching cicadas, but he didn't know that cicadas were not cicadas, but squirrels hiding behind their backs.
The storm is raging right now, it's scary.
(end of this chapter)