"Ah Qiao, Brother Yao is drunk again, he just won't leave while holding the table legs, there is really nothing we can do, you better come here! Still the old place! ...... Hey, brother, don't drag me, Ah Qiao is coming here! ......" There was a noisy and noisy voice on the phone, Su Fengqiao trotted into the front desk of the company in three steps and two steps, explained the documents in his hand to Xiao Qin, and hurriedly greeted the phone: "Okay, I'll go over, Brother Hang, you look at him, I'll be there right away!" Trouble Brother Hang! ...... Eh, taxi! ......”

City A, which is full of lights, is crowded and bustling under the high skyline. In this city, there will always be people who enjoy themselves unconditionally, and there will also be people who are desperately busy and spend their lives.

Su Fengqiao naturally belongs to the latter.

But he was lucky. He considers himself lucky.

It's just a little tired.

Su Fengqiao got into the taxi, tightened the zipper of the briefcase, and skillfully reported the name of the hotel: "Emperor Hotel, just park on the east side of Shewen Road, please drive faster in a hurry." ”

The uncle who drove the taxi glanced in the rearview mirror and smiled: "Little brother, this seems to be the fourth time I have pulled you this month, every time it is that place, you work there, right?" ”

Su Fengqiao lifted his eyelids lightly: "No." ”

Sensing Su Fengqiao's exhaustion and displeasure, the taxi uncle laughed dryly, stepped on the accelerator and sped away towards the Imperial Hotel.

What a worrisome guy.

Su Fengqiao leaned back on the seat and rubbed his eyebrows, the cold air of the air conditioner in the car made him feel extremely weak.

The Royal Hotel is the most famous hotel in City A. Because the price of both food and accommodation is amazingly high, people who have no status dare not enter casually. For example, the old-style taxi taken by Su Fengqiao can't stop in the parking lot in front of the Royal Hotel. So even if there is no Su Fengqiao's sentence "stop on the east side of Shewen Road", the taxi uncle knows very well where he should park.

Su Fengqiao, who closed his eyes and recuperated, noticed that the taxi had stopped, so he opened his eyes and took out his wallet to pay, then opened the car door and ran out.

"It's really hard for a young man now....... Eh, why didn't you close the door for me, young man! ......" The taxi uncle looked at Su Fengqiao, who was running away, and sighed: "Forget it, I'll close it myself, what's the urgency like this......"

Su Fengqiao ran all the way to the Imperial Hotel with his briefcase, and saw Song Hang looking at the door from a distance.

"Aqiao, you're here, Brother Yao is about to tear off the table legs in the private room, and we can't drag it......" Song Hang finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the comer, and looked at Su Fengqiao helplessly.

“…… Or is it an old private room? Su Fengqiao tried his best to control the twitching corners of his mouth and squeezed out an embarrassed but polite smile.

"Hmmm! That ......" Before Song Hang finished speaking, Su Fengqiao rushed towards the hotel.

The wind in front of the hotel was a little cool.

Song Hang looked at Su Fengqiao's hurried back and sighed softly.

"A-Qiao has been really hard lately."

The phone rang a little abruptly, and Song Hang glanced at the call and picked it up: "Wei Lin? ”

"Is Aqiao here? I'm almost dead here, and Brother Yao can't get it directly after drinking...... Oh, Ah Qiao has arrived, Song Hang, come here. ”

Song Hang rubbed his eyebrows: "Oh, it's over." ”