Chapter Twenty-Seven: Miss Gu's Birthday Banquet
"Lin Suo, are you very familiar with Team Ji?"
"Sort of, it turned out that a unit came out." The instructor pulled Lin Jinghao aside, which made Lin Jinghao feel a little surprised.
"Then you'll have to stand in line now."
"Take sides?"
"I heard that now the discipline team and the Zhang team of the criminal police team are competing for the position of deputy director, if anyone sits in the position of deputy director, they can get the favor of our Miss Gu's father."
"Isn't it, there's such a thing?" Such a 'big' thing even Lin Jinghao, a person who doesn't like gossip, was interested.
"So, you'd better not get too close to Team Ji at this time, and..."
"And who do you think has a better chance?" Lin Jinghao interrupted the instructor's words, he has always been uninterested in this kind of 'gang' struggle.
"Of course, Team Zhang has a good chance, after all, he is the son of Zhang Ju." The instructor whispered.
"But now I can't say for sure, if Miss Gu takes a fancy to it herself... Then the situation is complicated. The instructor was talking with a flutter of eyebrows, when suddenly he seemed to see something, and immediately stopped.
"Instructor, what are you talking about?" Gu Qing's crisp voice came from behind him.
"Oh, nothing, the instructor asked me something." When he turned around and saw Gu Qing's clear eyes, he didn't know why Lin Jinghao's heart couldn't help but panic.
"It's my 24th birthday in a few days, and I want to invite Lin to participate, but I don't know if Lin has time."
"This..."Lin Jinghao didn't know how to answer for a while.
"There is time, there must be time, what do you say, Director Lin." Before Lin Jinghao could speak, the instructor couldn't wait to help agree.
"Will your dad come?" Lin Jinghao didn't know why, and such a sentence suddenly popped up.
"What, you want to see my dad too?"
"No, it's not," Lin Jinghao was a little overwhelmed by Gu Qing's 'offensive'.
"How can he have time? I don't want him to come either, just the few people I invited, you won't mind, Lin Suo. As soon as he heard that Gu Qing's father would not appear, Lin Jinghao suddenly felt relaxed.
"It's good not to come." The words on his lips rushed out of his mouth, and Lin Jinghao regretted it and wanted to slap himself in the mouth.
"This is like the true temperament of our forest, then let's say okay, don't be late then." Gu Qing looked at Lin Jinghao and smiled meaningfully, and Lin Jinghao's heart suddenly collided with a deer.
Two days later, in the evening, Gu Qing's birthday was set in the Qingshan apartment she is renting now, which is the most famous 'white-collar' apartment in Qingshan Town. Judging from the appearance of the building, the high-grade exterior wall paint gives people the feeling at first glance, and it has already shown its lofty and noble.
Lin Jinghao didn't know what to buy, so he bought a bouquet of white roses in the flower shop on the side of the road and held it in his hand, this was actually the first time he bought roses, he had been in the army for more than ten years, and he felt a little out of touch with this society.
The security guard at the door asked Lin Jinghao about his origin before letting him walk in, and it seems that the security guard here is still quite responsible. The elevator went directly to the 19th floor, and Lin Jinghao stopped at the door of room 6.
After pressing the doorbell, the door opened, and Gu Qing stood at the door with a smile on his face. Today's Gu Qing was wearing a beautiful floral skirt, her face was white and red, like a pure and beautiful fairy, Lin Jinghao's eyes couldn't help but light up, this was the first time Lin Jinghao had seen Gu Qing wearing a skirt.
"White roses, how do you know I like white roses? Xia Mingyue, someone finally gave me white roses. Before Gu Qing's words fell, Xia Mingyue came out behind her.
"Miss Gu, then you will get married." Xia Mingyue was dressed in a red dress, which set off her pale skin and finally had a blood color, which looked particularly charming.
"What do you say? Thank you, please come in. With a smile on Gu Qing's face, he took the rose in Lin Jinghao's hand.
"Lin Suo, you're too stingy, just a bouquet of roses." Seeing Lin Jinghao walking in empty-handed, Xia Mingyue said jokingly.
"I'm really sorry, I don't know what to buy, don't girls like roses?" Lin Jinghao was embarrassed, and could only laugh embarrassedly.
"Lin Suo, do you know what the white rose represents?"
"Isn't it noble and pure? It is just right for us Gu Qing. Lin Jinghao looked at the furnishings in the room. The whole room is a pale tone, with white walls, light yellow leather sofas, light blue dining table, and chairs of the same color, like being in a fairy tale world.
"Zhang Ailing once said, 'Every man has two roses in his heart, a red rose and a white rose. The white rose is ice, the red rose is fire, and after a long time, the red rose will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, and the white rose will become the bright moonlight in front of the window'. Gu Qing, someone finally gave you white roses. From the pale yellow sofa stood up a woman with long hair and a shawl, about 165 tall, a round face, light makeup, wearing the same floral cheongsam, holding gold wire glasses that had just been taken off her face, and her fiddling posture was just like Su Lizhen in Wong Kar-wai's movie "2046".
"Okay, our writer of Su University, as soon as you see a handsome guy, you start to show off your amorous problems, when will you be able to change it." Another woman walked out of the room, petite about 160, dressed in a pink suit, which was worth a lot of money at first glance, and the big diamond ring on her right hand stretched out was like a pigeon egg, hitting people's eyes.
"Lin Suo, let me introduce you, this is my best girlfriend Su Li and Fang Qiong, one is a well-known Internet writer, and the other is a 10 billion daughter-in-law who married into a wealthy family."
"Hello, I'm Lin Jinghao." Lin Jinghao stretched out his right hand and greeted them.
"Do you want to help?" Lin Jinghao is not good at dealing with women, and he wants to take the opportunity to hide in the kitchen.
"It's not your turn today, Director Lin, there are already people in the kitchen." Xia Mingyue slapped Lin Jinghao's shoulder from behind, startling him.
"Lin Suo, you're here, wait a minute, I'll be almost done." Pei Feng wore an apron and poked his head out of the kitchen.
"Pei Feng is here too?" Lin Jinghao glanced at Gu Qing.
"I didn't ask him to come, he asked for help, you can't blame me." Gu Qing grimaced and stuck out his tongue mischievously.
"No way, our eldest lady Gu has always had countless suitors, when is there less time to volunteer than when you need a man's help." Fang Qiong walked to the dining table, reached out and picked up a grape, and elegantly stuffed it into her mouth.
"Lin Suo, don't mind, they always talk like this." Gu Qing looked at Lin Jinghao and said embarrassedly.
"Oh, it's fine." Lin Jinghao stood in place and smiled, he didn't know for a moment whether he should continue to stand or sit down.
"Lin Suo, you make it on the sofa, I'll pour you a cup of tea." After Gu Qing finished speaking, he flew into the kitchen like a happy butterfly.
Lin Jinghao, who was finally sitting on the sofa, sat on pins and needles, a room full of beautiful women, gathered together, and he didn't know what he was muttering quietly. Their eyes still look at themselves from time to time, intentionally or unintentionally.
"Ding-dong, ding-dong," the doorbell rang.
"I'll open the door," Lin Jinghao finally found an opportunity to move his hands and feet.
The door opened, and a large bouquet of red roses blocked the face of the visitor, 'Could this be the legendary 99 red roses?' ’
"Who is it?" Gu Qing heard the doorbell, walked out from the kitchen with a water cup, and Lin Jinghao hurriedly flashed to the side.
"Happy Birthday!" As soon as the flower was taken away, a flattering smile was revealed from the flower giver - it was Zhang Tao.
"Director Lin, why are you here?" Zhang Tao saw Lin Jinghao standing by the door at a glance.
"I..."
"I invited Lin to come, what's wrong?" Before Lin Jinghao could answer, Gu Qing had already walked to the door.
"I'm just asking. To you and I wish you eternal happiness! Seeing Gu Qing's appearance, Zhang Tao didn't look at Lin Jinghao anymore and went directly into the house.
"Team Zhang, didn't you say you didn't have time to come today?" Gu Qing's hands were forcibly stuffed with flowers, and he could only shout after him.
"Miss Gu, on your birthday, no matter how busy Team Zhang is, you have to find time." Fang Qiong walked over and took the flower from Gu Qing's hand, and the strange thing was that this time Su Li sat on the sofa and didn't even look back.
"Writer Su, you are also here," Zhang Tao didn't mind Su Li's ignorance at all.
"White roses, red roses, red and white roses, hey..."Hearing Zhang Tao's greeting, Su Li finally turned her head.
"What are you talking about? Great writer. Zhang Tao seemed to be very familiar with Su Li, so he walked over directly and sat next to Su Li.
"When I marry a white rose, the white one is a grain of rice sticky on my clothes, but the red one becomes a cinnabar mole in my heart."
"Su Li, don't be endless, I think it's time for you to find a man to treat your mouth." Seeing Zhang Tao looking at Su Li with a confused expression, Gu Qing couldn't help but 'scold'.
"Team Zhang is also here, and there are two dishes, which can be eaten immediately." Pei Feng walked out of the kitchen with a plate holding a few steaming dishes.
"Why are you here?" Even Pei Feng appeared at Gu Qing's house, and Zhang Tao once again expressed his surprise.
"What do you mean, Zhang Tao, I can invite whoever I want, and I still have to explain to you?" Gu Qing couldn't bear Zhang Tao's attitude for the second time.
"Ding Dong, Ding Dong," the doorbell rang outside the door again, Gu Qing didn't want to reason with Zhang Tao anymore, and turned around and walked to the door.
"White roses, red roses, I'm afraid it's pink roses this time." Su Li stood beside the sofa and sighed...