"Do you like to watch people because you're in a hurry?"

Kimoto couldn't remember the poppy's expression when she said this to him, and he vaguely felt that she was sad, and this sadness was what he brought her.

In fact, he can't be blamed, who let her run amok when he is in a bad mood, just receiving a little bit of his anger is cheap for her.

Wait a minute!

Get up on the wrong side of the bed?

Why do you feel bad?

"Boss, I made an appointment with Professor Zou at eight o'clock." Dodge cautiously reminded that it had been two hours since Poppy left angrily, and Kimoto had remained motionless since entering the house, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Kimoto ignored Dodge's words, still with his left ankle folded under his right leg and his elbow resting on the back of the couch, with a slight difference in the two fingers resting on the side of his chin and began to rub his face lightly and rhythmically.

"Boss?" Dodge added.

Gimoto came back to his senses and asked him, "Did that hermaphrodite say where to go when he left?" ”

Dodge thought he had misheard, had he been thinking about the poppy just now? It's the first time he's seen this kind of thing because others are stunned. He said loudly: "She doesn't need to tell us where she is going, boss, weren't you there just now?" ”

Yes, he was there, and the poppy just glanced at him fiercely when he left, and didn't leave a word.

"Boss, Professor Zou has already made two phone calls to remind you not to forget the eight o'clock ......"

"Let's go get the car." Kimoto cut off Dodge's words, got up and walked to the bathroom.

Halfway through his clothes, Kimoto was really irritable, so he put on his clothes again and went down to the basement. Before meeting Professor Zou, he always had to know what stage of his treatment he had reached, even though he had been lost in that cramped underground space a few days ago.

Gimoto walked steadily to the basement door, the fear and anxiety of the unknown will make people nervous, and at this moment, he is too afraid and uneasy, and a premonition that he will not be able to go up is particularly strong. The last time he went down to smash the poppy wine, he was so pale and hesitant at the door, for a moment he felt that his body had lost its center of gravity, and for a moment he felt that his head was spinning.

'Buzz' –

The phone rang in his hand, and the thick beads of sweat on his forehead slid down his face, wetting the open neckline.

Just as he was about to be swallowed up by that deathly fear, a crisp voice pierced through the crack in the door and entered his ears, his eyebrows tightened, and his brain subconsciously chose to put the fear aside and dominate his body to push the door in.

The incident happened in a hurry, and he didn't have time to turn on the flash of his mobile phone, so that he just sat down two steps and sat down, leaning against the wall and exhaling, and when he wanted to return again, he found that he had no more strength to stand up.

'Smack' –

Another sound of a bottle smashing on the floor came from the poppy's cellar, and a low growl in a childish voice: "Fuckoff!! ”

Hearing this voice, he was sure that the poppy was there, and the sense of security that had been taken away by Kimoto returned, he hurriedly clicked on the flash of his mobile phone, and after his eyes were bright, he pursed his lips, stood up with determination, and paced against the wall towards the wine cellar with warm yellow lights.

When Kimoto opened the door of the wine cellar, the poppy was lying on the ground on all fours, surrounded by wine bottle slag, he measured it with the naked eye, not to mention there were seven or eight bottles, the beer was white, red and foreign, but it was complete, and he was not afraid of alcohol poisoning when he drank it like this? No, is it not afraid of death if you drink like this?

"Are you committing suicide?" Kimoto went up to the poppy and kicked her in the arm.

The poppy didn't react at all.

"You're not dead, are you?" Kimoto kicked two more times.

Poppy reached out and slapped Kimoto's calf: "Get out!" ”

Qiben was almost slapped by the poppy beauty, squatted down and picked up her neck and collar angrily, after seeing her reddish cheeks and full lips, the foul language came to his mouth and swallowed it back, he had bullied her once more than two hours ago, people can't go too far, he said to himself.

The poppy raised her eyelids slightly and glanced at the visitor: "...... of Qiben"

"Yes, Gimoto."

"You have the face to come to me, too."

“……”

After the poppy said this, she closed her eyes again.

Thinking that he must have had his head in, he came over to show his concern for his neighbors, so he stood up and used his flashing lights to light the way back, but he stopped after taking two steps. I don't know what kind of psychology it is, but Kimoto retreated, carried the poppy to the sofa, pulled the blanket on the back of the sofa, covered her, and finally combed her wet hair on both sideburns.

"When did you come back?" After a long time, Gimoto said.

……

"Have you been drinking since you came back?"

……

"Yes...... Because of what I said? ”

……

"Right...... Not ......"

……

——

8 a.m. the next day, Swissotel, 1907.

The poppy opened the curtains after entering, allowing the mischievous sunlight to enter through the floor-to-ceiling windows, dripping on Lao Zi's face.

"Audition for 'Killing Angels' at ten o'clock this morning, you still have two hours to prepare, leaving Jiang Jinghao aside, let's just say that the director of this film is Ang Lee, and you have to try your luck." The poppy pulled up the labor posture.

Lao Zi's eyes hurt from the sun, she shook off the poppy's arm, and said unhappily: "You killed in the morning?" ”

When the poppy heard the high-pitched voice of Lao Zi, she confirmed that she was sober, pulled her up again, and raised her hand to slap her: "The wine is sober, right?" ”

Lao Zi was stunned by the slap of the poppy, and she couldn't even bother to cover her face, and looked at her with a frightened face on her jaw.

"I don't care what happened to you and Chen Zhoumu, no matter how much you have been wronged, no matter how sad you are, it is very low behavior to implicate and seriously injure your closest friends. Of course, I didn't know you on the first day, and I knew about your problem on the first day, so I didn't keep accounting, but I won't be sarcastically insulted by you as if it didn't happen, this slap is to hope you remember my next words. The poppy's eyes were sparkling and she couldn't be denied.

"You know the reason why I was struck by three, why don't I care about you, you should know better than me, don't mention it again if you don't want to be slapped again, you know, if you force me, I will feel unrelieved if I don't beat you on the camera." After Yu Meiren finished speaking, she walked to the sofa, picked up the sexy but not vulgar knee-length wrap dress she brought, put it on the bed in front of Lao Zi, and said, "I asked your ex-boyfriend about the casting direction of this film, and trying out to wear this dress will give you extra points for your debut." ”

Lao Zi was still stunned and stupid.

"I guess you don't have time to learn about that." After the poppy finished speaking, she turned on the phone to Lao Zi and threw it to her, adding: "Lao Zi, people have to look forward." ”

After the poppy left, Lao Zi's mind gradually became clearer, and he gradually remembered what happened last night and the harm he did to the poppy last night. She admits that in the deepest part of her heart, she is jealous and resentful of Yu Mei, which is why she is so prepared to say things that seriously hurt her after drinking. She also understands why Poppy gave her this slap, because she cares too much, so she doesn't want to leave any gaps in the relationship between the two that affect the relationship, which is indeed what she will do.

Lao Zi laughed twice, it seems that in the next week, she will break the bill to ask for forgiveness from the poppy, her favorite is wine, especially Romanée Conti, followed by money, except for these two, there is no other thing to coax her, but these two things are more difficult for Lao Zi than the queen mother's peach, and this is not a question of whether it is easy or not, it is a matter of human life.

"Am I not myself?" Lao Zi sighed again and again.

——

After leaving the Swissotel, Poppy went straight to HEER Technology Co., Ltd., and at 10 a.m. she had to hand over the design drawings to Qimoto, which is why Poppy returned home yesterday after falling asleep while 'serving' drunk.

"Xiao Yu is here." The financial manager passed by and happened to meet a poppy who had just gotten off the elevator.

The poppy smiled and said hello, then walked straight to Gimoto's office. In order to wait for her to hand over the picture at ten o'clock, he must be there.

After she knocked on the door, there was an ascetic voice from inside, "Come in." ”

The poppy pursed her lower lip and pushed the door open.

"Mr. Qi." The poppy smiled and handed the design drawings to Qiben with both hands, and then handed him the USB flash drive where the electronic version was stored.

Kimoto took it and gave it a cursory look, then crumpled up under the poppy's gaze and threw it into the trash, spitting out the words that had no warmth at all: "Redraw." ”

Still smiling, the poppy nodded, and said in the same tone as when she entered the door, "Okay." After saying that, he retreated to the door, turned around, opened the door, and left.

Kimoto was frightened by Poppy's actions, did she not take the medicine or did she take the wrong medicine? Although I knew that she was completely different at work and in private, she was still stunned by her sudden change of attitude, this woman is really suitable for the entertainment industry, and she can't make her official debut after being with Jiang Jinghao.

After leaving the office, the poppy went to the pantry to make a cup of instant coffee, with her left hand holding it, her right hand supporting her left elbow, her legs folded, and her back leaning next to the coffee machine.

"The beauty is here?" A secretary lady who had met a few times before greeted Yu Mei warmly, and she had a very good impression of her.

The poppy smiled in response.

"Probably not, right?" This secretary lady has been serving in the past two days, she has begun to doubt her life, and she is called by him every day like a dog, even if she arrives early, she has to leave late, and she has not done the skin care she has made an appointment for many days. She thought about it with her toes, knowing what kind of life the poppy was living under him, and it was not normal after the design drawings had passed.

Poppy nodded: "Well, no, it's expected." ”

"It's really strange to say that this is a discrepancy, why can he do things that don't match his face and his face so calmly? And that mouth...... I've never seen such a vicious mouth. The secretary sighed, and his tone was full of regret for the appearance of the disambiguity.

"So God is fair, and he won't let a person have a good temper when he has money, ability, beauty and figure." The poppy put down the coffee cup, patted the secretary on the shoulder, and said 'bye-bye' and left.

Yesterday when she got home from the Swissotel, Poppy was in a terrible mood, and she thought she would be uninspired when she faced the drawing table, but as soon as she sat down, the thoughts in her head burst out in a burst of water, and she couldn't stop moving. She exhaled and exhaled her messy mood when the picture was finished, and then went down to the basement, initially intending to drink a bottle of wine to sleep, but the more she drank, the more she drank, the more she couldn't stop.

By the end of the drink, Kimoto's face began to appear frequently in her mind, lingering.

Even if you bother her during the day, do you come to annoy her at night? She got annoyed and smashed a few empty bottles on the table to the ground, which was so cool!

Just as she smashed several bottles in quick succession, Kimoto's face ran out of her head and floated into front of her...... She wasn't drunk, so she knew, it was Gimoto herself, so she heard it too, and Kimoto said to her 'I'm sorry'.

Although she didn't want to reply to him that it was okay, she still accepted the 'sorry'.