At night

The intersection of a hot pot restaurant

Su Mu sat on the side of the road, smoking silently, unlike many men who smoke loneliness, he just smoked to refresh himself.

He's just drunk quite a bit in there!

Cheng Weiting and Li Yifeng don't know whether they are jealous of his appearance or envy him for having a girlfriend with the title of Golden Eagle Goddess.

Anyway, the two of them took the opportunity to join forces to deal with him.

And the amount of alcohol he drinks has always mismatched his appearance.

It is below average, and the amount of alcohol is very average.

Fortunately, he is not a person who likes to compete, so he won't drink if he can't drink, so he refuses to admit defeat, fights with others, and finally drinks himself to the toilet lid to sleep, drinking and vomiting blood.

He's never going to do it!

He cherishes his body.

It's hard to do it all over again, if you drink and hang up.

Wouldn't that be in vain!

"Hey, why did you get outside?"

Hearing the sound of a hot bar behind him, Su Mu turned his head to take a look, but did not respond to anything, nor did he throw away the cigarette in his hand.

"I thought you didn't smoke!" Seeing that Su Mu didn't pay attention to himself, Reba didn't care, and walked straight to him and sat down.

In the crew, she had never seen Su Mu smoking.

I thought the other party didn't smoke, but I didn't expect...

This guy, hiding behind his back, secretly pumping.

Oh, man!

"Men don't smoke, are they still men?"

He does rarely smoke on weekdays, only one or two cigarettes a day on average, except for physical considerations, and another is that the poet doesn't like it, but he doesn't smoke fiercely, and the other party doesn't ask him to quit smoking.

Of course, even if he were to quit, it was unlikely.

Who doesn't have some worries occasionally, smoking a cigarette to relieve the mood is still very useful, if it is not useful, it means that you have not smoked enough, as long as you smoke until your tongue smokes, all your worries are gone.

"You're going to sing later, are you going?"

The hot bar held his chin and tilted his head to look at Su Mu beside him, his little face was a little flushed, probably because of the wine.

Su Mu took another puff of cigarette before shaking his head and said, "Your senior sister has finished work, she will come to pick me up in a while, and I won't go." ”

"Does she control you so strictly?"

Hearing Master Liu's name, the expression of the hot bar was a little unnatural, and there was a feeling that the senior brother was snatched away by another woman...

"It's okay, it's not like I'm allowed to come out to party."

Su Mu turned his head and glanced at the hot bar, not to mention, he drank some wine, and the hot bar with a little drunkenness was really cute.

Press, only a little worse than his family poetry.

Shiye was drunk, and he usually nestled in his arms, constantly arching his chest with his head, like a little orange cat.

Hot bar hehe: "What an obedient and good man!" ”

Su Mu glanced at him and ignored it.

This woman is 100% envious, jealous and hateful, and envies his family poet for having a good man like him who is as beautiful as a flower and cares about his family.

Empathy!

If he were a poet, he would also look at people.

lest his own man get into trouble outside, be targeted by other women, and deceive his man with rhetoric.

After a while

Reba suddenly hugged his knees, looked at the floor face down, and asked in a low voice, "Senior brother, am I too deep in the play?" ”

"It's a little bit, but it's normal!"

Looking at the hot bar as if he was out of love, Su Mu knew what the other party wanted to express, so he smiled and said: "In fact, whoever meets a man as good as the senior brother can't help but like it." ”

"After all, a gentle and considerate person, who can take care of people, and has hundreds of millions of family properties waiting to inherit, and more importantly, he is very handsome, and he can also do martial arts, and he can beat a little hooligan."

"If I were a woman, I would like it when I meet it."

"However, I am me, and the senior brother is the senior brother, except for my good looks, I am not as gentle and considerate as the senior brother."

"The most important thing is that I don't have hundreds of millions of family assets to inherit!"

After speaking, Su Mu couldn't help but sigh.

Before, he couldn't help but wonder why he was just an ordinary photographer instead of becoming Principal Wang.

Stand directly at the pinnacle of life!

If you can become Principal Wang, what is your appearance?

In the words of President Wang: Do I still need to care about appearance?

Isn't it enough to have 100 million talents, more wealth and more than 100 million?

If you can have everything without hard work, who wants to work hard to pursue the so-called dream? Dream of being able to eat?

Well, dreams may be eaten as a meal.

However, the process is hard.

And the results don't have to be good.

"Poof~"

Hearing Su Mu's last sigh, Reba couldn't help but laugh, she could feel the resentment contained in the other party's tone.

Moreover, the resentment does not seem to be small.

Hearing the laughter of the hot bar, Su Mu didn't care, how could a woman understand a man's obsession with wealth and power.

Who doesn't want to stand on the stage and say in front of everyone: I've never touched money, I'm not interested in money?

Who doesn't want to be full of confidence and say: serve the people?

The former, the ceiling of wealth.

The latter, the ceiling of power.

Wealth and power, of course.

When facing God, after all, it is still a little worse.

If only I could stand on the ground and shout: I want light!

Then there was light in the world.

Who, tm, still wants to be a mortal.

Right?

For now, his real situation is as follows:

Wealth is accumulating!

To serve the people, he is not worthy!

Finally, he believed that there was light in the world!

Seeing Su Mu's depressed appearance, Reba hesitated for a moment and asked, "Isn't Senior Sister she giving you pocket money in private?" ”

Su Mu was stunned when he heard this, and turned his head to look at the hot bar.

For a while, I didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that Su Mu didn't speak, Reba thought he had guessed correctly, and asked again: "Senior sister, really don't give you pocket money?" ”

"No, she never gives me pocket money!" Su Mu shook his head, and without waiting for the hot bar to speak, he said: "Her small treasury is all in my hands, and now I give her pocket money every month." ”

Hot bar: ⊙_⊙

Guess what, believe it or not?

You also gave your senior sister pocket money...

And the little treasury is in your hands...

I'm afraid I haven't woken up from my dreams...

Sure enough, men are all dying to save face and suffer crimes.

Seeing the hot bar, he didn't believe it, and he had a little sympathy.

Su Mu smiled and asked, "You don't believe it?" ”

Reba said seriously: "I believe that Senior Sister's small treasury must be in your hands, and you give her pocket money every month." ”

After speaking, Reba pretended to be curious and asked, "Then can you tell me how much pocket money you give to Senior Sister every month?" ”

"It's not much, it's only one or two thousand a month, she is very economical in private, she doesn't spend much money, she usually spends it on me."

"Understood, Senior Sister is really generous to you."

The little head of the hot bar turned around, one or two hundred thousand yuan a month, for her now, it is out, but it is out.

Still, more or less, there will still be some pressure.

Wait, wait for her to become more famous.

Then compete with the senior sister and decide the winner.

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