Chapter 110 When the water is clear, there are no fish

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Endless, wisps of autumn rain.

Kang Zizhong was running, and in the urgency of time, he broke away from the shelter of the pavilion of the promenade, exposed himself to the rain, and crossed the entire mountain range on the verge of water.

He ran in the rain.

Even if it's just such a wet silk, with the chill of a deep autumn night, it is not a good experience to be tied to people for a long time.

As he approached the hermetically sealed exit of the villa, his hair was wet on his forehead, and his neat shirt was drenched.

A gust of cold wind hit, this evening tide with a sense of forest, not a soft willow wind that does not blow coldly, Kang Zizhong unexpectedly shuddered, embarrassed, with frustration and pity.

The villa area is very large, and it belongs to private territory, it is lonely, there are no taxis to take it, and if you want to be fast, it seems that there is only such a rough and stupid road as running in the rain.

But in fact, time is not so urgent.

The old professor said that the banquet would start in two hours, even if the old man urged him to enter an hour earlier, it was a very stern and impersonal tone, but how could Kang Zizhong, who knew this temperament for a hundred points, not be aware of the hidden truth in these words.

The so-called knife mouth tofu heart, people are old, and for the proud juniors, there are always some indulgent and pampered.

The man said that he wanted to enter an hour early, but since the words "two hours to start" came out first, that is, there is really a time limit of two hours, the so-called "one hour early", but under the strict personality of the old man, he can't really urge in front of others.

Otherwise, it is really necessary to keep this advance benefit, and the phrase "two hours" will not pop out of the old man's mouth at all, and it will directly be an ultimatum that must be present in the next hour.

Therefore, at least there is still a leisurely effort for Kang Zizhong to walk out of this rich area safely under the protection of a slightly winding corridor.

He didn't have to make such a mess.

But I was holding back things in my heart, my chest was on fire, and it was understandable to run ten laps in the next field to vent one, this "cold ice rain slapped indiscriminately on the face" or something, it was all a small meaning of lowering the fire.

It's a pity that it didn't have any effect, and after running all the way, Kang Zizhong wiped his stiff face expressionlessly, and his heart still seemed to be slaughtered by a bayonet.

His heart was in turmoil.

Do Kang Zizhong's archaeology with the smell of tomb soil, unlike other white chicken researchers who live in the wilderness, panning for gold and picking up leaks, rarely have to go south and north, sometimes encounter unreasonable situations, he is a highly educated scholar and can't escape the sleeves, this is really not good if you don't exercise, so a little rain can't fall into the sky, this looks at the young guy who is sven, and his body is very strong.

mentality, not to mention.

If you don't face the old nine doors of those thieves, you will encounter a big leak in front of you, as long as you can't hold back a little look, this business may collapse.

He checked in and out of the formalities with the scrutinizing eyes of senior security guards, and after passing the security gate, the uneasiness in his heart had been pressed vigorously, and he didn't know if it would rebound, at least at this time, he could panic and think calmly.

Then, a taxi slid down the wet road and stopped in front of him.

"As I said before, go to Qinglan, as soon as possible. ”

He shook off the moisture on his body, got into the car, and the driver looked back at the slightly embarrassed young man, and grinned happily: "Okay - the door is closed!"

Green and blue taxis drive away from the slightly quieter road, along the rows of illuminated street lights, merging into the traffic and raining at night.

……

The car drove very steadily, without the slightest vibration and shaking, Bai An turned two pages of the book in his hand, threw it on the dark leather seat, put his hand on the erected Erlang's leg, and glanced outside the car: "Drive slowly, if you can, go around a few more times nearby." ”

The corners of his mouth curled up inexplicably: "Our time, it's still early." ”

The driver was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask anything, just slowed down a little more silently and obediently.

The speed of this car before was really not fast, but Bai An opened his mouth, no matter how slow it was, it was fast.

A glimmer of light flashed in Han Zhi's eyes, and his mask-like smile was a little sincere, even when he was sitting, the etiquette of bowing slightly was meticulous and elegant: "What the young master said is that our time is still very early. ”

The banquet in the upper circle is inseparable from some hidden rules.

One of the most distinctive points is that the pyramid-like clear hierarchy is clearly erected, just one entry, the bends and bends are also enough, most of the people who come in front are small roles, the more heavyweight characters, the more they enter in the back, and those who are not enough to enter an hour early, with a high background, even if they are late, they should be.

Too high people are jealous, and too clean people are suspicious.

This pool of water, to the clear then there is no fish, shrimp soldiers and crabs will be more, the sea dragon king exists, to be just right, deep enough origin, in order to build a harmonious world in this water.

Bai An is in this pool of water, and he must follow this rule.

As for his weight.

Not to mention the boundary of Jiangnan, it is placed in this Huayi, in this world, there are a number of Bai enterprises, not to mention the foundation of the Bai family lurking under the big tree, Bai An's identity as the heir of the Bai family, who can be in charge of the family as an adult, naturally belongs to the top level in the banquet.

If you go early, you're really lost.

No one will think that you know how to be polite, but will only laugh at him for being uneducated, not understanding the rules, and being self-deprecating.

At this level, no one would have said anything if he should have been late for half the banquet, but in the name of the little master of the Bai family, after all, he still wears the word "small", and his seniority is still in the young master's section, and there are indeed no elders in the family who can support him.

Therefore, this time is the most appropriate time to step on the line where the banquet begins.

But it's not late, the dinner party that started in two hours is indeed too early for Bai An.

The car can slip slowly, we are not in a hurry.

An hour later, the pitch-black luxury car carrying Bai An was still paddling unhurriedly, and Kang Zizhong, who took a taxi after more than ten minutes, had already reached the realm of Qinglanwan.

He paid to get out of the car, his clothes were almost dry, but he was a little embarrassed and his hairstyle was a little messy.

This blue-green taxi is in stark contrast to the lack of a million-level luxury car around it, Kang Zizhong's somewhat down-and-out appearance and the well-dressed and well-dressed men and women around him also form a sad gap.

The taxi driver was already so frightened that he was about to cry, and when he came in, because he was mixed in this traffic, he was almost cautious ants crawling over, and he drove for half an hour on the five-minute journey, for fear that he would accidentally scrape against the ancestor next to him.

ps:The computer was scrapped before.,This week's chapters are all with mobile phone codes.,So the update is a little confusing.,But it's probably in the evening or in the morning these two periods.,Sorry.,The word coded in the Internet café today.,See if you can borrow a computer from Ji Friends tomorrow.。

Because my mother doesn't support Fenglou to write novels, I cut off my food money, and I will only be self-sufficient in my living expenses in the future.

The mother said: If you don't write a book, you will be given living expenses. So - Feng Lou heroically refused =_=, ah, so heroic.

So I can only save up for next month's manuscript fee to buy a computer, ah, how can I live without equipment.

But today I saved a little draft, in short, this book will continue to be written, and I will try to stabilize the update time as much as possible...... Don't talk about it, it's all tears when you talk too much.