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Huhai, Huangpu, Xintiandi

Nanri Plaza

Underground parking area E3

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Two lines of subtitles are looped on the neon-flashing LED signs:

〈2019-09-22 Sunday 20:45

〈Warm reminder from the traffic police corps of the Huhai Public Security Department: Don't drink and drive, don't drink while driving. 〉

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Zhou Shuheng, who had a big combed back and shiny back, wore a three-piece British suit, and still held a soft China 333 that burned to the cigarette butt in his mouth, and got out of the cab of a BMW 3 Series coupe with a prominent red M3 logo on the rear of a matte black car.

"Phew! What a familiar word... Zhuang Rong's stupid woman often said this... Hehe... Drink the car without driving the wine, drive the wine without drinking the car,. ”

He pointed at the noxious trash can and spat out the cigarette butt from his mouth, squinting at the conspicuous neon sign.

"In this year, there are still stunned young drunk drivers in China? Isn't he afraid of death? It's not a corrupt country..."

"That little turtle on the side of the road, what a big stomach, lie down here, kill the black chicken, my brother comes with whiskey, lie down here and kill the black chicken."

Hearing this ringtone, Zhou Shuheng glanced around a few times nervously.

After confirming that there was no one around after a few glances, Zhou Shuheng laboriously unbuttoned the double-breasted suit jacket and took out his mobile phone from his inner pocket.

Glancing at the call reminder on the screen, Zhou Shuheng answered the phone casually.

“Alex？”

Zhou Shuheng said to the other end of the phone with a reserved face: "I just parked the car... I'm going to go around Xintiandi... Probably buy two Macallan 18yo, a couple of ribs... Hey, what kind of high is this, you know it... Thanks to Yuan Gongzi, yes, I recently made a small fortune..."

He was a little moved, and his expression was still reserved: "Of course I will consider it, I will definitely be willing to try it if I have a good opportunity... After the Fantai incident, it is impossible to work part-time, it is impossible in this life, and I only accept the rank of middle management and above. ”

After a while, Zhou Shuheng smiled and repeated some of the key information he heard on the phone: "ForbersTop500 enterprises, British-funded background, Shanghai and Shanghai Asia-Pacific headquarters, FMCG retail industry, rank ager"

Zhou Shuheng made a high-five gesture into the air: "Their HR attaches great importance to academic background? Alex, you know me, graduated from UCLMaster, a century-old aristocratic school in the Rotten Country..."

He bowed to the wall of the underground parking lot: "Convenient, of course, I know, remember, the No. 8 card holder, it will be there in ten minutes, Alex thank you so much." ”

Happily closing the line, Zhou Shuheng stuffed the phone back into the lining pocket, and sorted out his appearance in front of the bright fire tethered mirror.

Zhou Shuheng familiarly found the direct elevator leading to Building 6, and after pressing the 5th floor, he stood politely on the innermost side of the elevator, and the whole person exuded a strong British gentleman's atmosphere.

From the LCD advertising machine in the elevator came the DJ's incendiary dictionaries:

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"As one of the top 100 nightclubs in the Yangtze River Delta region, Huhai FUSION adheres to the concept of fashionable party culture and brings the international electronic music trend to music lovers across the country.

Luxuriously decorated, the magnificent facilities here are complete, worthy of tens of millions of investment.

In the space of more than 1,000 square meters, there is a well-honed dance floor, a flat and wide stage, a recording studio, a music production studio, a private room, and a booth.

The Omi team created sound, light, and stage special effects for this place, which are beautiful and brilliant.

Asia's state-of-the-art sound system is unique and extraordinary, with excellent sound quality that will delight listeners.

Not to mention the world's TOP100DJ and well-known music producers who come here to give amazing performances. ”

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Not long after returning to China, Zhou Shuheng, who likes electronic music, is a frequent visitor to Fusion during this time, and the DJ has long been tired of hearing this, so he thought quietly:

This will be a dense flow of people in Xintiandi, and the elevators will stop one by one, Zhou Shuheng is not annoyed, there is plenty of time, and he continues to scrutinize this corrupt man named Ian in his mind, preparing for improving the pass rate of the interview.

The elevator stopped on the fifth floor, Zhou Shuhengqian let the last one out of the elevator, he glanced at the Jaeger-LeCoultre Master watch on his left hand, the time was just right.

The security captain at the door was an African-Frenchman, Zhou Shuheng greeted him familiarly, and when he entered the fusion, it was like returning to his own home.

Zhou Shuheng walked straight to the No. 8 booth, and a standard Scottish man with a seriously receding hairline looked at him with a smile, and greeted him with a thick Glasgow accent from the time he complained about the weather in Shanghai.

Zhou Shuheng opened his mouth with a standard ReceivedPronunciation, and his expensive Savile Row handmade suit and standard RP accent helped him add a lot of points.

The two tacitly began to communicate with each other by complaining about the London dialect, which mainly refers to the English spoken by people in east London, an area that has traditionally been home to a large number of lower-middle-class workers.

"In fact, if it weren't for the Broadway and Hollywood people in the United States, a few people would think the London accent is good."

"In the Rotten Country, Scottish is known to be 'the sexiest accent in Great Britain.'"

These two sentences successfully tickled Ian's itch, and his eyebrows fluttered, and he couldn't wait to immediately inform Zhou Shuheng to report directly to the company tomorrow.

Zhou Shuheng glanced at the valuable bottle of The Macallan 30-year-old sherry cask single malt Scotch whisky on the table, Ian hasn't drunk much yet, and the work ethic is obviously good.

Ian poured Zhou Shuheng a doubleshot of dark mahogany whiskey and began to ask him about his past experience.

The wine under the square cup of ice hockey that Ian pushed in front of Zhou Shuheng exuded a rich spicy flavor, a heavy toffee flavor, a provocative cardamom flavor and a honey syrup flavor, and he felt that the aftertaste was long and powerful just after smelling it.

Zhou Shuheng took a deep breath and excused himself in a not-so-skilful Scottish accent: "I have to drive back in a while, and I can't drink." ”

Vigilant, Zhou Shuheng touted a few more words about how good Ian's eye for drinking is, how pure the deep peach color of this bottle is, and the rich sherry flavor, with citrus, cloves, cardamom and smoked wood aromas.

A good fighter has no outstanding achievements, and the words of Zhou Shuheng, who claims to be the champion of the whisky wine country, made Ian even more impressed with him.

This straightforward and heroic Scottish man pouted his tongue and persuaded in a fairly pure Huhai dialect: "Mimi's old wine~"

No longer entangled, Zhou Shuheng took a sip of the square cup.

“Oh！ Jesus！ Smooth！ Goose girl! ”

In the face of Ian's expectant gaze, Zhou Shuheng revealed the sincerity of the experience from the heart: "The palate is surprisingly smooth, with aromas of dried fruits, sherry and smoked wood, and the finish is a long-lasting richness, with hints of citrus, spices and smoked wood." ”

Zhou Shuheng felt that he was really lucky, and when he met such a person, he felt happy to do what he liked.

With this bottle of wine, Ian, who has a strong work ethic, begins the formal candidate interview.

Time is like this, you and I will walk to the imperial capital at 22:45 time, Fusion will gradually fill up, and this wave of people will continue to be high until three or four o'clock in the middle of the night.

And Zhou Shuheng's 700ml bottle of wine has almost bottomed out, Ian's green pupils are full of loss and regret, he said angrily: "In fact, in my opinion, Fantai's termination experience is not a black spot at all, and our company's newly airborne Chinese human resources director is too harsh." ”

Ian had just called the lady surnamed Ren to argue for Zhou Shuheng through alcohol, and after a fierce argument, he finally failed to do so.

Looking at this friend who had just met but was unusually close to him, Zhou Shuheng searched his stomach and wanted to say something, but he shrank back every time the words came to his mouth.

"Oh, it's another Sivat!" Ian held his glass to him with a broken drink, the damned Scots even used the Huhai dialect of 'The Road to the Heavens'.

The two have been switching between Scottish-accented English and Shanghainese dialect at will, and neither of them feels any sense of dissonance.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ian!" A drunken Zhou Shuheng emotionally drained the last sip of whisky with an alluring luster of deep mahogany.

"It's time for me to go back."

Zhou Shuheng took out his mobile phone from the pocket of the suit liner that he had already taken off, and was about to call a substitute driving service, but his eyes were hazy and he found that it seemed that the mobile phone had no signal.

"Joseph, it's rare to meet a bosom friend in a foreign land, give our friendship another chance!"

Ian called Zhou Shuheng's English name to attract his attention, and the Scotsman took out his mobile phone to make a call while he was drunk.

“… At least you can meet him, he's really a great guy, okay, thank you boss, we'll be there right away. ”

Drunk, Ian burped a rich smoky wood wine and said to Zhou Shuheng: "I called the superior of the old witch surnamed Ren, Macgrill is also a Scottish gentleman, and he will be in the executive lounge on the 19th floor of the Intercontinental Hotel in Ruijin." ”

As he spoke, Ian smiled like a two-hundred-pound child: "If we can get there within 10 minutes, he can talk to us for a while, and we can slap that old witch in the face!" ”

Zhou Shuheng was about to check out with a painful face, and the bartender shrugged his shoulders and pointed at Ian, telling him that the man had already finished the bill.

Zhou Shuheng was so moved that the whole person was sober for seven points, maybe it was not a point of contact, there was no substitute driver at the door of Fusion, time waited for no one, he held Ian and forced himself into the elevator with the eyes of others who hated alcoholics.

Getting out of the elevator and standing on Zizhong Road outside the first floor of Xintiandi, blowing the gentle sea breeze of Shanghai, Zhou Shuheng felt that he was becoming more and more sober.

Time passed by seconds, and there was not an empty taxi on Zizhong Road, Ian became more and more drunk, and became more and more irritable, muttering about the Scottish scolding, and he was so drunk that if he didn't have Zhou Shuheng's support, he would have fallen directly on the ground.

Zhou Shuheng was anxious to slap his mobile phone, which seemed to be out of order.

"It's only been six minutes, he hates his subordinates for being late, I'm sorry, I'm too drunk, you leave me alone, let me lie here for a while, you go and find a way, remember the 19th floor..."

A dangerous thought floated through Zhou Shuheng's mind.

Ian was lying on a chaise longue by the flower bed on the road, and he was still muttering, "Leave me alone, you hurry up." ”

The brain was inexplicably excited, and Zhou Shuheng rushed towards the underground parking lot.

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Three minutes later

Fuxing Middle Road and North-South Elevated Road

Auxiliary road fork under the bridge

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A matte-coloured BMWM3 dodged a working sprinkler truck in front of it and hit the side directly onto the viaduct pier.

Zhou Shuheng woke up from the exploding airbag, and he was dazed to find that the door of his cab had been torn open.

"Hello, you're not hurt, are you?"

After confirming that Zhou Shuheng was not injured, the two traffic policemen wearing reflective vests saluted according to the process, and the elderly led by him took out a breathalyzer and handed it to Zhou Shuheng's mouth.

"Trouble blowing!"

While blowing cooperatively, Zhou Shuheng's roaring ears still heard the onlookers' discussions intermittently:

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"Prepare for jail..."

"Big guts, this is drunk driving..."

"Tsk, I'm really stunned!"

"It's good that the speed is not fast..."

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After doing the alcohol test, he was politely invited into the police car by the traffic police, Zhou Shuheng was remorseful, and the words of ex-girlfriend's advice to him came out of his mind: "Don't drink and drive, don't drink while driving..."

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Huhai, Huangpu, Xintiandi

Nanri Plaza

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"That kid is lucky enough, so far, remember that you signed a non-disclosure agreement, and take the money back to your Broadway."

Keane, an Irishman, reached out and took a wad of cash from the man in black who spoke, and he was in good spirits, not a little drunk: "Actually, I think Zhou is not bad." ”

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"Originally, I just wanted to teach him a lesson, hehe, it's almost a matter of getting rid of the hatred after being closed for a month..."

In the parking lot under the north-south viaduct, an ordinary off-road vehicle sits a handsome man in Huhai.

"Helena, why do I think you are much more ruthless to Zhou Shuheng than Yan Qing..."

Playing with a black box in his hand, Yuan Yuqiu asked Huo Helen in the back row jokingly.

"Women are gentlemen and Confucians, and nothing is villains... Besides, I have a much better relationship with Yu Chun than you. ”

The standard Duchess sat reclining, and Helen, with a blank face, was seriously misinterpreted, but she was secretly thinking about another person.

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PS: Last night's translation was complained that some of it was not enough to believe Yada, and I have changed it again, and I have explained Helen's identity in the author's statement! The experience is better with reading together.

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