At five o'clock in the afternoon, Du Jing was on the phone while driving.
"Go ahead, do as Yu Jianqiang said. When you meet the criminal police, I'll find a way for you." The other end of the phone said, "Should you take Xiaoli to do something? Let him sit on the bench in the company every day. ."
"Is he my subordinate or your subordinate?" Du Jing replied.
"Just to remind you." The boss's voice over there said again.
Du Jing drove the car to the downstairs of Changyi Office, and Zhuang Li immediately opened the car door and sat in, saying, "Hello, Brother Jing."
"Back seat." Du Jing said solemnly without driving.
Zhuang Li glanced at Du Jing blankly, then looked at the back seat, Du Jing suddenly said, "I'll let you sit in the back seat! Can't understand human words?!"
Zhuang Li immediately unbuckled his seat belt and sat in the back seat of the car, trembling a little with fright.
At this moment, Du Jing's cell phone rang, he glanced at it, and turned on the speaker.
"Where are you?" Zhou Luoyang asked.
Du Jing said coldly, "Go to work."
Zhou Luoyang: "I'm obviously driving, is it better?"
Zhuang Li listened to the conversation between the two, and Du Jing said: "Mingming is driving, I am not Mingming, I am not driving."
When Zhou Luoyang heard this, he knew that Du Jing was a little better, and said, "Can you come and pick me up? There are too many things to buy. It's not easy to call a car outside the commercial street."
"Wait, time can solve everything," Du Jing said, "I'm not your driver."
"Actually, I paid back the money to Fang Zhou, and I don't have a penny left. I don't want to owe Huabei any more."
Du Jing then went to pick up Zhou Luoyang, Zhuang Li always behaved well and sat in the back seat.
"Brother Jing, are you not feeling well?" Zhuang Li asked cautiously after Du Jing hung up the phone for a while.
"I'm very comfortable now." Du Jing replied coldly.
Zhuang Li really couldn't understand when Du Jing was mocking and when he was explaining things to him seriously. This moody boss who has just joined the company for half a year has become a legend in the firm.
No one has ever become a director as soon as they enter the office. Changyi has been in business in China for nearly 40 years. It has been opened since the year of reform and opening up. Until now, Du Jing is the only one.
The key boss still trusts him very much. Zhuang Li always feels that it may be his luck that he can learn something from Du Jing. But like the ills of high-IQ colleagues, geniuses can be difficult to get along with.
Du Jing took out his ears and carefully observed the pedestrians on the side of the road.
He saw Zhou Luoyang.
Zhou Luoyang's eyebrows and eyes are full of youthful breath, his eyes are warm, like a cloud in the bright blue sky, soft and idle. He was watching fashionably dressed girls coming and going by the side of the road, with a drink in hand and two large paper bags at his feet. The beautiful girls passing by were also looking at him, each laughed, and Zhou Luoyang also smiled.
Du Jing's car was parked in front of Zhou Luoyang, blocking his view. Zhou Luoyang put the things he bought into the trunk and got into the passenger seat.
"Hello." Zhou Luoyang was a little surprised and found that there were people in the car.
"You... hello." Zhuang Li immediately restrained himself and bowed.
Zhou Luoyang couldn't quite tell whether Zhuang Li was Du Jing's leader or a colleague. Zhuang Li couldn't judge for a while whether Zhou Luoyang was Du Jing's leader or a friend, but as soon as he heard the voice, he remembered that Zhou Luoyang had interjected in the car that day.
"Get off." Du Jing said solemnly.
Zhuang Li stared blankly at Zhou Luoyang, and then at Du Jing, not understanding why Zhou Luoyang just came up, and Du Jing told him to get out.
Zhou Luoyang said, "Why do you drive others away? I'm leaving?"
Only then did Zhuang Li understand that Du Jing was talking about himself, when Du Jing drove away when he was about to open the door.
"Give me some money." Zhou Luoyang greedily reached out to Du Jing again.
"Is it troublesome?" Du Jing said, "I'll let you go all at once."
"No." Zhou Luoyang said stubbornly and took Du Jing's phone.
"I took a look at the facade," Zhou Luoyang said proactively. "It's good to talk to you about the address at night, but the rent is a bit expensive. Are you off work?"
"Work overtime." Du Jing replied simply.
"Where to go? I'll go with you." Zhou Luoyang turned back and said to Zhuang Li, "Let's have dinner together?"
"I... don't know," Zhuang Li replied with a little panic, "I don't know where to go now."
Du Jing was silent, and took the two to dinner. After scanning the code, he handed his mobile phone to Zhou Luoyang to order the meal. Zhou Luoyang saw a message from Yu Jianqiang popping up on his mobile phone, so Du Jing must be careful of the police and send him a message when he finds someone. , he kept his mind.
He could see that Du Jing's situation had improved, but with outsiders present, he obviously didn't want to talk. Zhou Luoyang was used to this kind of relationship and could play with his mobile phone for fun, but Zhuang Li looked like he was sitting on pins and needles.
"He's always been like this," Zhou Luoyang said, "it's okay."
Zhou Luoyang was also not good at talking to Zhuang Li. He thought that this was Du Jing's colleague and roommate. They were all secrets in their line of work.
"How much is the facade?" Du Jing said the first sentence after dinner.
Zhou Luoyang: "Two million a year. Talk to the bank in a few days. You can mortgage the small house in the warehouse. Do you have any acquaintances?"
"I'll find a way." Du Jing said, "I still need to decorate, are you sure you want to open here?"
"Here?" Zhou Luoyang said blankly, "Not here, this is a commercial center..." Immediately, he realized that what Du Jing was talking about was "Wancheng".
"Where are you not here?" Zhou Luoyang asked back.
Du Jing didn't speak, but Zhou Luoyang remembered it. When they were still studying, Zhou Luoyang had thought about opening a small antique watch shop on Beishan Road in Hangzhou. That year, the rent of the shop was not expensive. This small ideal still seems to be achievable, but now, five years later, it has become so difficult.
Zhou Luoyang knew that Du Jing liked Hangzhou. It was misty and rainy and had a kind of delicacy in the south of the Yangtze River. Compared with sunny California and Barcelona, he obviously preferred humid and quiet cities.
"Let's talk about it, but what about Le Yao?" Zhou Luoyang finally said, left the restaurant, glanced at Du Jing's navigation, and said, "Don't go home first, don't you want to work overtime? I'll accompany you."
"No." Du Jing rejected Zhou Luoyang.
"Le Yao is not at home," Zhou Luoyang said. "What should I do when I go back? Are you embarrassed?"
Du Jing said, "Where I'm going, you don't want to go."
"You can go anywhere," Zhou Luoyang said, "I will accompany you."
"You said it yourself." Du Jing changed his mind.
"Of course." Zhou Luoyang replied, he wanted to stay with Du Jing too much, and after a long absence, he realized a very important thing - he always felt that Du Jing was just one of many friends. But now he found that, just like his position in Du Jing's heart, Du Jing was the only one to him.
Next, Du Jing parked his car outside a bathing center.
Zhou Luoyang: "…"
Du Jing glanced at Zhou Luoyang.
"What are you doing here?" Zhuang Li said cautiously, "Brother Jing, do you want a massage? Actually, there is a good one."
"The person you're looking for is here?" Zhou Luoyang said.
Du Jing nodded and said to Zhuang Li, "Wait in the car."
Zhuang Li had to accept Du Jing's arrangement, and Du Jing took Zhou Luoyang into the bathing center.
The current bathing center is quite resplendently decorated, with various special style bathhouses, saunas and massage services. Zhou Luoyang is from the south, he has never been to a bathhouse, and he has never asked his confidants to take a bath. Du Jing is from the north and is relatively casual with his body, but he hasn't been there much.
"Are you looking for that person?" Zhou Luoyang whispered.
Du Jing replied, "My name is Wu Xingping, I haven't left yet."
Not in front of Zhuang Li, Du Jing's words were obviously a little more, and his tone was a little more relaxed.
"How long did you sleep last night?" Zhou Luoyang asked again.
Du Jing replied, "I didn't sleep."
Zhou Luoyang: "Hurry up and finish things later and go back to rest. Being in a state of insomnia for a long time is really harmful to the body."
"Recently, I've been very energetic," Du Jing said casually, looking around, "It's not in the way."
As soon as the two entered, Du Jing and Zhou Luoyang were spotted by the six men who were guarding the field not far away. Two of them got up and left immediately, and the other four walked towards them.
Zhou Luoyang knew that this is the foothold of the small gang.
A small leader died, Wu Xingping couldn't come back without telling the details and the story, Yu Jianqiang immediately became the enemy in the eyes of this group of people. Not taking revenge now, doesn't mean it won't happen in the future. The most important thing right now is how to deal with the police investigation.
"What's the matter?" said the first person.
The four people who came up wore vests and had tattoos on different areas such as their necks and arms.
Du Jing motioned Zhou Luoyang not to speak with his eyes, and it was not difficult for him to really clean up the four thugs.
"Tell Wu Xingping to come out and talk," Du Jing said, "Tiaozi is looking for him."
The headed man looked at Du Jing suspiciously, and Du Jing said, "I have an explanation, and I promise to satisfy him."
The man then notified the upstairs with his earphone and said, "Yu Jianqiang's assistant is here." He immediately walked to the side to talk, came back after a while, and said to Du Jing, "Go upstairs and take a shower." He said to the front desk. : "Order for them to open a large bathhouse."
"Can you not take a bath?" Zhou Luoyang couldn't help laughing. He sat aside with Du Jing to change his slippers. It was the first time in his life that he came to such a large bathing center.
Du Jing replied, "You can go wherever anyone says?"
Zhou Luoyang and Du Jing had soaked in hot springs together before, and it was not too embarrassing to expose each other's bodies. Just seeing that the business of this bathing center is so prosperous, there must be other guests in it. As a southerner, he really can't accept the impact of white flowers appearing everywhere.
There were not many people in the locker room, only a few.
Du Jing hung up his suit, took out a voice recorder, a mobile phone, a Swiss Army Knife, and an invisible finger tiger, and put them in the locker.
Zhou Luoyang stared at his equipment, took out a finger tiger in front of him, glanced at it, and tried to put it on his hand and shook it.
"Have you passed the black belt test?" Zhou Luoyang asked, he really wasn't worried about Du Jing's self-defense, he just used the fingering tiger technique, and he didn't know where he learned it.
"No," Du Jing said, "too lazy to take the test, don't touch it, there is anesthesia on the weapon."
Zhou Luoyang put the finger tiger back and glanced at Du Jing, judging how dangerous his usual job was.
Du Jing put away his tie, unbuttoned his shirt, revealing his white collarbone and thin but well-defined chest muscles, and then lifted it back to reveal his abdominal muscles.
"Take off." Du Jing said.
"Uh..." Zhou Luoyang looked around and asked, "Undressed?"
"Otherwise?" Du Jing asked rhetorically, already starting to untie the belt.
Zhou Luoyang saw a guest who was completely stripped, and swaggered over, and had to take off his sports jacket.
"Is there... a bathrobe or towel?" Zhou Luoyang asked the waiter.
"It's in there," the waiter replied. "The boss said that someone who wants to see will come to you later."
This time, the two people's mobile phones, voice recorders, and all the equipment have been put away naturally. Wu Xingping will no longer hide, I am afraid that he will be plotted against.
Three minutes later, Zhou Luoyang took off his clothes under Du Jing's gaze, and the two faced each other.
"You've lost weight." Zhou Luoyang couldn't help but say.
Du Jing replied, "You have lost weight too."
Du Jing turned around and entered the large bathroom. Zhou Luoyang looked at the outline of his back and the line of his hips. Under the bright and warm lights of the dressing room, he felt very sexy for no reason.
Zhou Luoyang's eyes swept across his body, this guy was completely naked, the only thing left on his body was the rubber band on his left wrist.
Du Jing turned his head slightly, glanced at Zhou Luoyang, walked a few steps barefoot, and looked back again.
"I'll follow you," Zhou Luoyang said. "It's impossible to get lost on this road. What do you always see me doing?"
"You are very sexy," Du Jing said. "You have a well-proportioned, beautiful body, with a scholarly temperament."
"Don't be so arrogant," Zhou Luoyang said in a low voice, "It's overtime time now." He glanced at him and saw that Du Jing was in a half-sleep state and had raised his head a little, and he couldn't help but react.
That reaction has nothing to do with desire, but in this completely defenseless state, when being examined, the heart throbbing spontaneously.
But this is the men's bathhouse... Although it is a vigorous age, it is too embarrassing to be seen after leaving the dressing room!
Fortunately, Zhou Luoyang finally got the folded towel at the exit of the locker room and threw one to Du Jing.
"You'd better block it a little." Zhou Luoyang said, at the same time thinking that it's not too late, the towel thrown over was not directly hung up.
Du Jing blocked it with a towel, just like the etiquette when bathing in a hot spring in Japan, but it was almost impossible to stop it.
In front of it is a huge bathhouse, drenched in steam, with bright lights under the dome, a large projection in the center, and a silent movie.
There are several corridors on the side of the pool, which are the rubbing bath, sauna and shower room. There are drinks and snacks on the bar, and there are twenty or thirty people in the bathhouse. It is very different from what Zhou Luoyang imagined, but it is surprisingly consistent to some extent.
But Zhou Luoyang quickly got used to it, because he didn't know anyone except Du Jing, and no one noticed him. Everyone was used to walking around like this, not even a towel around their waists.
"Where are the people?" Zhou Luoyang was still looking around.
"Press it for me." Du Jing found a stone in the shallow water and sat down with his back to Zhou Luoyang, "It will appear at the right time."
Zhou Luoyang said: "Are you still the same as before in that respect?"
"It's a bit more serious than before," Du Jing said, "but you can control it, can you see it?"
Zhou Luoyang discovered when he was in the locker room that Du Jing's illness in the past led to continuous hypersexuality, which was controlled by drugs most of the time.
"Turn around." Zhou Luoyang pulled Du Jing's arm from behind a few times, and Du Jing turned around obediently. They were sitting in the waist-deep water. Du Jing sat like a big dog.
Zhou Luoyang helped him press his arm, held his wide palm, and saw that he had raised his head.
"Do you want to consider changing doctors?" Zhou Luoyang asked.
Du Jing replied: "I have changed several times, but it has no effect."
Zhou Luoyang finally asked, "Which line are you doing? Are you a private detective?"
Du Jing replied, "You already have the answer, don't you?"
"What have you been doing for the past three years?" Zhou Luoyang said, "Can you tell me now? Turn sideways."
Du Jing turned sideways and looked at the water in a trance. Zhou Luoyang lightly touched the scar on Du Jing's waist and scrubbed him a little, feeling that Du Jing moved imperceptibly.
Du Jing didn't answer Zhou Luoyang's question directly, and suddenly asked, "You finally admit that you like men?"
Zhou Luoyang looked up at Du Jing's expression without any fluctuation.
Du Jing said, "Luoyang, are you bisexual or gay?"
"I don't know." Zhou Luoyang replied.