True, this brutally true. - "Red and Black"

The north area of Nanping Avenue in Yancheng Huacheng District is like a monster with half makeup.

Wide, straight, two-way lanes divide the entire flower district into two, with the eastern district being one of the city's most prosperous core business districts, and the western district being the forgotten old town, a gathering place for the urban poor.

With the sky-high price of "land kings" in the eastern district in recent years, the old city that needs to be renovated has also been stained, and the cost of demolition and relocation has risen, scaring away a group of developers alive, and creating a capital barrier in the narrow alleys of poverty.

The neighbors in the dilapidated houses fantasize about being able to get rich overnight next to these small dilapidated houses of more than a dozen square meters all day long, and they have taken the lead in mentally enjoying the superiority of "my house is millions if it is demolished".

Of course, these slum millionaires still have to queue up every day with their slippers to empty the urinal.

The night in early summer is still cool, and the little heat accumulated during the day will soon collapse, and the small barbecue stalls that illegally occupy the road in the West District have died down one after another, and the residents who enjoy the cool have also returned home early.

And in the bustling area across the street, the nightlife has just begun.

In the evening, in a coffee shop on the street in the eastern business district, the clerk who had just sent a large number of customers finally seized the opportunity to let out a long breath, but before she could manually put her smiling facial features back into place, the small bell hanging on the glass door rang again.

The clerk had no choice but to reclaim the standard smile of eight teeth: "Welcome." ”

"A low-factor vanilla latte, thank you."

The guest was a slender young man, with long hair almost up to shoulder length, wearing an ironed and strict formal suit, wearing metal-framed glasses, the thin frame pressed against the bridge of his high nose, he looked down and touched his wallet, the long hair hooked on his chin blocked the small half of his face, the bridge of his nose and lips seemed to be brushed with a pale glaze in the light, and he looked a particularly ascetic and cold temperament.

Everyone has a love for beauty, and the clerk couldn't help but look at him a few more times, speculating about the customer's preferences and saying, "Do you need to change to sugar-free vanilla?" ”

"No, a little more syrup." The customer handed over the change, and when he looked up, the clerk's gaze happened to meet him.

The guest smiled at the clerk out of politeness, and the corners of his eyes hidden behind the lenses bent subtly, and the gentle and somewhat ambiguous smile instantly penetrated his strict seriousness.

The clerk found out that although the guest's appearance was very good, it was not Zhou Zheng's dignified good, a little peach blossom in her eyes, her face was inexplicably a little hot, and she hurriedly avoided the customer's sight and lowered her head to place an order.

Fortunately, at this time, the replenishment of the store came, and the clerk hurriedly found something to do for himself, and loudly beckoned the delivery person to check the bill of goods at the back.

The delivery was a young man, around twenty years old, the whole person seemed to be full of youth, and he bounced into the store with the afterglow, he had dark skin, a smile and a mouthful of small white teeth, and greeted the clerk energetically: "Hello beauty, beauty looks good today, business is very good, right?" ”

The clerk gets a dead salary every month, and she doesn't expect the store to do well, but when she heard this crooked fart, she waved her hand with a smile: "It's okay, you go to work quickly, and I'll pour you a glass of ice water to drink when you come out." ”

The young man who delivered the goods said "hey" with flying eyebrows, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat on his forehead, and there was a small crescent-shaped scar on his forehead, like a prop sticking to Bao Qingtian.

The clerk made coffee for the guests, and the delivery person had already reported the list by dividing it by two, and after handing over the errand, he lay down next to the counter and waited for the water to drink, and asked without a match: "Sister Beauty, do you know which building the 'Chengguang Mansion' is in?" ”

"Chengguang Mansion?" The clerk felt a little familiar, and couldn't remember it for a while, so he shook his head, "I don't know, what are you going to do?" ”

"Oh......" The delivery boy lowered his head and reached out to scratch the back of his head, "It's nothing, I heard that piece seems to be a courier." ”

The clerk was a little careless, didn't pay attention to his weak little movements, and said casually while covering the paper cup: "I'll ask you someone else when I go back - sir, your drink, be careful of scalding." ”

The guest who bought coffee may be idle, raised his eyes and glanced at the little delivery man, and lazily interjected: "Chengguang Mansion is not in the business building, it is a private club in the back, what, do they still recruit couriers?" Do you want me to lead you along the way? ”

The clerk finally heard that something was wrong, and looked up at the young man who was delivering the goods suspiciously: "Private club? ”

Seeing that the lie was exposed on the spot, the delivery boy grimaced and ran away with his ice water and delivery slip.

Behind the brightly lit central business district of the East End is a large area of man-made green space and landscape, and a kilometre inside, you can see arrogant high-end homes in the center of the landscape - they have to build their homes here, because "secluded" itself is not valuable, "quiet" is valuable.

A variety of different styles of gold sales are lined up layer by layer around the periphery of the landscape, with "style" as the axis, the expensive ones are inside, and the cheap ones are on the side of the street.

Among them, the most expensive, best and most "stylish" place is "Chengguang Mansion".

The owner here is not only rich, but also has a deep knowledge in the vassal elegance, and the small courtyard is very retro and looks like a cultural relics protection unit at first glance. Shortly after the completion of the project, the boss specially invited a group of friends who were not rich or expensive to warm up in order to show off. There are people who come to socialize, some who come to talk about business, some who simply come to cheer, and many who come to join in the fun with smell, and plan to rely on their faces and ** as tickets. The parking lot was full of all kinds of luxury cars, and a noisy Vanity Fair was built.

By the time Fei Du walked over, he had already finished a cup of sweet coffee. He casually stuffed the empty paper cup into the garbage bin on the side of the road, and heard someone whistle out of tune not far away: "Mr. Fei, what about this!" ”

Fei Du turned his head and saw a group of people standing not far away, all of them were idle rich second generations, the first young man was very fashionable, and he was one of his fox friends and dogs, Zhang Donglai.

Fei Du stepped over: "Chill me? ”

"Who dares to chill you?" Zhang Donglai hooked Fei Du's shoulder, "I saw that your car arrived early, and I have been waiting for you here for a long time, why did you go?" And what kind of dress are you, just signed a bilateral trade agreement with the president of the United States? ”

Fei Du didn't raise his eyelids: "Get out." ”

Zhang Donglai closed his mouth for a minute, and his endurance reached the limit: "No, I think you are too awkward like this, like leading a father, how to pick up a girl for a while." ”

Fei Du's footsteps paused slightly, he first stretched out a finger, hooked off his glasses, and hung them on Zhang Donglai's neckline, then pulled off his blazer, rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, and began to unbutton them.

He unbuttoned four buttons in a row, revealing a large unknown tattoo on his chest, then reached out and grabbed his hair, took Zhang Donglai's claws, and from then on, he took three big rings that were rougher than thimbles on his hands, and put them on his hands: "Is this time okay, son?" ”

Rao is Zhang Dong, who thinks he is well-informed, is also dazzled by this cool in-situ transformation.

Fei Du is the head of their group of rich second generations, because the others have fathers, and they are all "princes". And Fei Gongzi has no mother since he was a child, and he has just become an adult, and his father was hit in a car accident and became a vegetative person, and now he has "ascended the throne" in advance, one level higher than others.

He has money, no one to discipline him, and as a matter of course, he has grown into a fighter in the middle of the world -- fortunately, he has no hobbies to play the role of a "business wizard", and he is quite decent in his serious affairs.

However, he didn't know what medicine he had taken recently, and he hadn't come out for a while, as if he wanted to "wash his hands in a golden basin".

Fei Du put his hands in his pockets and took a few steps forward: "Okay, I'm here purely today, and I'll leave at twelve o'clock." ”

Zhang Donglai: "Master Fei, you're bored." ”

What is the difference between a group of gentlemen getting together and leaving in the middle of the night and not coming at all?

Fei Du was noncommittal.

Zhang Donglai asked, "Why?" ”

"I'm chasing my wife seriously," Fei Du said casually, "Is it appropriate to chase while playing?" It doesn't seem classy. ”

Zhang Dong looked at his shirt and long hair puffed up by the night wind, except for the waves, he really didn't feel that he had any grade, and took two steps to catch up, he said: "You are sick, the dense forest is thrown aside, you have to find an old and poor ......"

Fei Du suddenly turned his head and glanced at Zhang Donglai coldly.

He has a peculiar contradictory temperament, when he laughs, he is a peach blossom, once he has a straight face, the sharp sense of strictness can be seamlessly connected, and his gaze is almost compelling.

Zhang Donglai's voice froze, and he didn't continue. He raised his slap and slapped him in the face: "Bah, I said the wrong thing, I will definitely compensate my sister-in-law in person another day." ”

The word "sister-in-law" inexplicably pleased Fei Du, the corners of his tense mouth softened, and he waved his hand, which was regarded as "generous" to open the page just now.

Zhang Donglai rolled his eyes at the sky, feeling that the lord was confused by the enchantress, and the country would not be a country.

Fei Ye did what he said, and when twelve o'clock came, he left the scene on time like Cinderella who heard the bell.

He walked through many demons and monsters, bypassed a brain-dead who was holding champagne and praised him, and went to the grove to find Zhang Donglai.

Zhang Donglai was exchanging life harmony with a beautiful woman, and the two were discussing it hotly, as if there was no one around.

The brain-dead drunkenly said: "Promoted to get rich and die father, Fei Ye, you are the winner of real life!" ”

"Thanks, my dad isn't dead yet." Fei Du nodded politely, and asked Zhang Donglai, "Where are you busy?" ”

Zhang Donglai was also a stinky and shameless person, and whistled at him: "Master Fei, are you not together?" ”

"No," Fei Du's footsteps didn't stop, "Later, when you see my sexy **, you can't hold it for a while, it's embarrassing to spread it, isn't it?" I'm leaving. ”

After speaking, he ignored Zhang Donglai's "buzzing wow" behind him, and left along the gravel road quickly, not shaking or shaking, not at all like being watered by wine for half a night.

When he arrived at the parking lot, he had already buckled the buckle back into place, called a substitute driver in a proper manner, and leaned under a big locust tree to wait.

In late spring and early summer in Yancheng, the fragrance of acacia flowers is always lingering, often diffuse from the corner of the place first, there seems to be nothing, any breath of car exhaust can cover the past, but if no one disturbs the precipitation for a while, it will re-emerge by itself.

In the distance, the music of the Chengguang Mansion was mixed with laughter and hustle, and Fei Du squinted his eyes and glanced back, and saw a group of big girls playing games with a few "senior fresh meat" with big bellies.

At this o'clock, even in the eastern district of Nanping, most of the shops are closed, and the true gentlemen and hypocrites who come to expand their contacts and send business cards will basically withdraw before twelve o'clock, and those who remain are all tacitly about to participate in the next "Jiuchi Meat Forest" link.

Fei Du pinched a handful of small white flowers from the tree, blew the dust on them, put them in his mouth and chewed them slowly, he opened the address book boredly, his fingers hung on "Officer Tao" for a moment, and suddenly realized that it was very late, so he gave up.

He stood quietly for a while, and whistled at the sweetness of the locust flowers in his mouth, which gradually became a tune.

Ten minutes later, the substitute driver arrived, and tremblingly drove Fei Gongzi's toothy and clawed trot onto Nanping Avenue.

Fei Du leaned on the passenger seat and closed his eyes to recuperate, the application software on his mobile phone played an audio book, and the clear male voice read at an even speed: "...... Julien replied, 'I have some hidden enemies. ’……”

The substitute driver is a work-study college student, very cynical, thinking that Fei Du is not a rich second generation who spends a lot of time, or an eighteenth-tier star who has undergone plastic surgery, and suddenly heard this ear, and couldn't help but glance at him with some surprise.

At this time, a car with a high beam came from the opposite side, almost blinding the driver's eyes, he secretly cursed "sick", subconsciously put the steering wheel to the side, and the car with the "searchlight" passed by him at a gallop.

There is still a little flower in front of the driver, I don't see what kind of car it is, and I can't pick out a suitable belly slander between "rich and great" and "don't drive if you don't have a vegetarian zhì", which is quite a pity. Then he heard a "bang" and turned his head to see that it was the phone that his employer was holding in his hand that had slipped off.

The audio continues: "...... 'A road doesn't lose its beauty because its side is covered with thorns, travelers go ahead as usual, let those pesky thorns stay there and die'......"

Fei Du slept so much that he didn't know who he was, and he dared to love him for using this hypnosis.

The substitute driver withdrew his gaze expressionlessly.

Tsk, it's really still a straw bale.

The young substitute driver drove out steadily along the straight Nanping Avenue while thinking wildly in the middle of the night, while the car that shook so much that he couldn't open his eyes turned off its headlights after they had gone far, and quietly turned around and turned into the quiet West District.

It was close to one o'clock in the morning, and the street lamp that had been jumping for half a night was completely dead, and a wild cat patrolling the territory jumped on the wall.

Suddenly, it snorted, and the hair on its whole body exploded.

The weak moonlight hit the ground, illuminating a man's face, he lay on the ground on all fours, a blood-filled and swollen face could barely distinguish the original appearance, only a small half-moon-shaped scar could be seen on the corner of his forehead, and his forehead was covered with a very torn white paper that was very irregularly torn, like a ghost drawing of a corpse.

Man is dead.

The furry wild cat lost its front paws in fright, and slid off the low wall without paying attention, rolling on the spot and running away without looking back.