078 There are no fairy tales
(Sent to a friend yesterday, sorry for the delay)
Countless people are looking for Shi Tycoon.
Zhang Zhengchu, who was in a hurry to sign the contract, Pan Yichang, who was very entangled in the old canteen, and the policeman who intended to save the life of "Shi Daheng"...... The night was lively, but no one was rewarding.
The Da Yali Canning Factory is still producing sparkling drinks from canned sugar water as usual. Under the urging of overtime pay, everyone is very enthusiastic about work, but no one knows that the factory is writing empty checks, and the wages cannot be paid, let alone overtime pay.
Qi Ling was full of thoughts about Wen Erjun's origin, and she received a call from her father. Tell her to be more careful in the near future, and her uncle will be able to reach the Fengjing airport in the middle of the night.
Putting down the phone, she sighed softly.
Shi Tycoon is gone again.
The more he came into contact and understanding, the more indescribable worries Qi Ling felt in his heart, the more intense he became. She felt that she couldn't seem to grasp the trajectory of Shi Daheng, and was more like a bystander.
This taste made her very uncomfortable.
Shi Daheng is a headache. The busy speaker on the other end of the phone was non-stop.
"Toot ......"
The congested road is filled with impatient whistles.
Shi Daheng kept taking advantage of the glass reflection, carefully grooming his hair, and the short oblique bangs were sometimes pushed to the left, feeling uncomfortable, and then to the right, back and forth was not satisfied.
He asked, "Master, how much longer?" β
The driver said, "Look, it's going to take at least half an hour." β
Shi Tycoon couldn't even wait for this half an hour.
When he closed his eyes, it was all Jiang Xiu, the old tablemate, the frowning smile in high school, and the itching that the single ponytail unintentionally swept over his cheeks made his heart throb irrepressibly, throbbing to scratch his heart and liver.
He is the most ordinary of people, with the shortcomings that are common to men of this age. Every man has the illusion of a woman in close proximity, and often ponders-
Did she like me?
The game can't bear to pour cold water.
It suddenly felt pity for Shi Tycoon: "What is the difference between you and a slave parasitized by alien life?" The brain is driven by parasites, please let it affect you! It's really not good, it's okay to cut it off, I can help you. β
Shi Tycoon's crotch was cold.
"You ...... so much" he feared the game would make such a frantic move, "I warn you, this is the limit that cannot be crossed!" β
Game: "You'll always realize that it's the root of trouble." β
"Brother Heng, you're wrong." He didn't realize what he was calling, and the game was silent for a while.
Game: "You're going to call me that way from now on, okay?" β
"Whatever."
Shi Tycoon will not be troubled.
He sent a text message to Jiang Xiu, saying that there was a traffic jam on the road. Jiang Xiu replied that the old classmates had basically arrived, and they were all waiting for him to come over, and they hadn't ordered food yet.
Half an hour is a long time.
The waiter took Shi Daheng to the private room, and through the door, he heard a lively scene inside, not to mention a scene of more than a dozen people. Shi Daheng was a little disappointed, but he still liked to catch up with his classmates.
Zhang Xiaowei, who loves to fight the king of boxing and studies strategies every day, Wang Xu, who always deliberately interrupts in class to make everyone laugh, Cao Zhidong, who is a soldier every time the teacher asks questions, and Bai Lu, who has low self-esteem and introverts but writes very well......
The shadow of the school days is vivid.
How Shi Daheng wants to go back in time and re-experience the taste of youth again. Full of hope and hope for the future, hard work will succeed, and there will be no so much deceit. I make friends with you just because I find you someone interesting, not for something else.
Living in a bustling big city, he was too lonely.
Wanting to see Jiang Xiu is not so much the impulse driven by the lower half of the body, but more appropriate to see the traveler who sees the oasis in the desert. He misses these old acquaintances......
Standing in front of the door, Shi Daheng took a deep breath, and then took a deep breath, he was so nervous that his palms were even sweaty.
What should I say when we meet?
'Hey, everyone? β
No, no, it's too rigid.
Or is it a clichΓ© 'long time no see', or a joke like in school?
Shi Daheng had a lot on his mind. He was afraid of destroying the most sincere piece of the beautiful world in his heart. Timidity comes from valuing and cherishing, holding the water droplets like caution.
He mustered up the courage to push the door open.
The heat wave is coming......
Shi Daheng was stunned at the door, and the footsteps that were still excited just now seemed to have taken root and were deeply rooted in the ground.
Of course, Zhang Xiaodong was not studying the King of Fighters, but held up his mobile phone and yelled: "I let you buy it according to the number I gave, you will definitely be able to win, what kind of thing you bought!" It's green waves again, right? β
Wang Xu, the former class comedian, is now full of stubble, dressed in despair, sitting gloomily in the corner of the private room, drinking glass after cup by himself, silent.
The classmates surrounded Zhao Haoran, a bad boy in school, a rich man who was dressed as a boss.
Especially Cao Zhidong, the cleverness of answering the teacher's questions was replaced by exquisite flattery and just the right kind of sycophancy, he nodded and held the scene for Zhao Haoran: "Boss Zhao, if the old classmate encounters any trouble in the future, you are our nobleman!" β
Zhao Haoran laughed: "I just made a little more money than everyone else, and I know a little more people, it's not a big deal." Director Liu of the Taxation Bureau always told me that no matter how much money you make, you can't forget your roots, and if you want to buy a 7 Series BMW, you have to support the domestic red flag. I'm just such a person who doesn't forget my roots, and the feelings of my old classmates are all in my heart! β
Bai Lu was dressed very sexy, with heavy makeup, and her eye shadow set off her peugeot facial features, and when she raised her glass to toast, the snow white on her chest attracted the attention of many people.
She stood up and licked her lips: "Come on, come on, I respect everyone!" β
But in Shi Tycoon's memory, this is a shy girl who has no intention of looking at each other and has a fever on her face, and she is as delicate and introverted as her beautiful words.
He saw an adult world that was completely alien to his memory.
In the adult world, there are no fairy tales.
Shi Daheng woke up.
He didn't even say hello, he quickly found a seat, and everyone noticed him when he sat down.
Zhang Xiaowei went up and gave him a warm hug: "Tycoon! Ouch, I'll go, how many years have we not seen each other? The appearance has become handsome, and it is not the same as before. β
Shi Daheng grinned: "Seven or eight years." β
Zhang Xiaowei lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I recently met an insider, and the number guessing is very accurate, but it costs a lot of money to buy one issue." However, as long as you win, you can get it all back! It's not for my brother's sake that I won't tell you, it's just a chance......"
"What are you talking about sneaking around!" Jiang Xiu playfully and deliberately winked at Shi Daheng. "Why don't you say hello to your old classmates?"
Shi Tycoon joked: "Contemptible Shi Tycoon, a factory pawn, unmarried to be married." β
Zhao Haoran held the calfskin bag, stood up, and said happily: "Shizi, do you need to introduce you to a few girls with smooth waists?" The conditions are good. It's not blowing with you, I haven't known anything else over the years, and there are beauties! I'll show you a few photos in a moment, tell me which one you like, and help you introduce it. You probably haven't bought a car yet, right? The car can also be borrowed from you, we can do things openly, and good people have to do it to the end. β
Cao Zhidong echoed in time: "Send the Buddha to the west!" β
Wang Xu didn't say anything, he raised his eyes, and suddenly said coldly: "So capable, why don't you help Jiang Xiu?" β
"I ......"
Zhao Haoran said angrily: "It's not the same thing. β
Bai Lu lit a cigarette, stared at Jiang Xiu, and said, "I came to this old class reunion for Jiang Xiu." Don't hide it, everyone already knows, let's leave it alone. β
Jiang Xiu's smile froze.