Rebirth of the Official Business Route

Since Miss Wan Qing is not here, I'll leave now... Sensing Zhai Danqing's refusal attitude, Zhang Ke felt a little disappointed. It seemed that there was no need to explain why he missed the passenger car just now. Let her treat it as the love in her dream, and went downstairs without waiting for Zhai Danqing to answer in the room.

Hearing Zhang Ke's footsteps going downstairs and the sound of opening and closing the door, Zhai Danqing sat down limply behind the door, stood up firmly after sitting for a while, walked to the window and watched Zhang Ke walk out of the apartment building—he The car parked in the open space in front of the building. Novel chapters are updated the fastest

Although there are mixed feelings in her heart, Zhai Danqing is not the kind of procrastinating woman. It seems that she can forget the accident just now with a shake of her hand, and she can only deal with it as an accident. She stared at the man downstairs who got into the car , although I know that I can't get myself into it, and I don't want to completely disarm and fall in this way. In the final analysis, he is just the devil locked in his heart. I don't know if there will be a woman in this world who can completely devour him without letting the devil in his heart come out to harm other women.

Zhai Danqing leaned against the window, thinking of the girl in a white dress with an umbrella in the rainy summer evening in Xinwu, why did Zhang Ke make people feel so sad when he tied the shoelaces of this strange girl? Feel? Fiction novel chapters are updated the fastest

Zhang Ke sat in the car and looked up upstairs. There was no light on, and he could not see Zhai Danqing. He leaned against the window and looked down. He raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already two o'clock in the morning. Extra silence, sitting in the car, seems to only hear bugs calling outside. On the spacious road, you can occasionally see pedestrians wandering outside in the early morning. These pedestrians may be wandering until the early morning, or they may be couples who are reluctant to separate and have no courage to open a hotel room. There are also homeless people who are crowded in the corner to avoid the wind. There are also people like myself who leave in embarrassment after being rejected by a woman.

Under Zhai Danqing's slightly seductive charm, there is a spotlessness and tenacity that are rarely recognized by others.

Xuefu Lane has more crowds that refuse to dissipate in the early morning. The students in colleges and universities have endless energy to play and have fun. Save sleep time with your eyes open for class the next day.

Entering April, Xuefu Lane has more than one Internet cafe in Chuangyu. Due to the high rent of Xuefu Lane and the Internet fee which is far from being cheap even though it is discounted by half, the Internet cafe in Xuefu Lane in 1998 was destined to take the mid-to-high-end route. Fengyun Internet Cafe opened across the street from Chuangyudi.

Zhang Cozy parked his car in the community. At this time, he didn't feel sleepy for a week, although he was a little hungry. He just walked to the Suguo 24-hour convenience store at the entrance of the alley to buy a pack of cigarettes. Seeing that Lianhua Convenience was opposite the store, he couldn't help laughing, the picture of cruel business competition was so vivid. spread out in front of oneself.

Lighting the cigarette with his back against the wind, Zhang Ke squatted on the steps in front of Chuangyu Internet Cafe thinking about things,

I also looked at the brightly lit Fengyun Internet Cafe across the street, but at this time there were far fewer people surfing the Internet in Fengyun Internet Cafe all night than Chuangyu.

Why are you squatting outside?

Zhang He took a look. He Xian, who was wearing a pink short windbreaker, stood at the entrance of the Internet cafe and was looking at herself.

You also surf the Internet all night? Zhang Ke asked strangely.

Why can't I surf the Internet all night? He Xian looked at Zhang Ke strangely. He pointed to the inland lobby with floor-to-ceiling glass windows behind him. There are still many girls on the Internet. explained again. Pull it over for Su Yiting. But she fell asleep on the table. I'll come out to catch my breath... Are you squatting here too?

Yeah. Zhang Ke nodded. Moved a step to the side. Make room for He Xian. It is hard for others to imagine that a girl like He Xian with a delicate face like porcelain would squat on the curb with Zhang Ke regardless of her image. She really squatted down. Staring across the street like Zhang Ke. She could feel that Zhang Ke was not concentrating on looking at the situation in Fengyun Internet Cafe across the street, or maybe he was looking at the air above the street.

No! Zhang Cozy handed over the cigarette.

... He Xian was slightly startled. Another sweet smile. Said. I still want to pretend to be a lady image to the end. Don't expose me so nakedly?

Zhang Ke smiled, took another cigarette for himself, and put the cigarette case and lighter on the curb aside.

Is smoking fun? He Xian asked. It's neither interesting nor boring, sometimes it's just a habit. Zhang Ke said. Who said ladies can't smoke?

Those smoking men said it. He Xian smiled slyly, How can you seriously say that it's bad for girls to smoke?

Zhang Ke laughed, and picked up the cigarette case and lighter and handed them to He Xian.

You don't need one, try it first... He Xian pointed to the cigarette in Zhang Ke's lips, So as not to waste it.

Zhang Coyan handed it to her, watched her press the filter tip between her pink lips with a curious and timid expression, took a breath tremblingly, and then choked it out... Just like his memory, He Xian's cheeks, which were as clear as Chuxue, blushed. Tears were also choked out. Caught off guard, he leaned back. Sitting on the curb one day...

He Xian coughed several times before recovering, and was deceived and returned the cigarette to Zhang Ke: It choked me to death, so smoking is not fun at all.

Zhang Ke laughed and took the cigarette over. He was just such a girl. He had known her for more than ten years. Once, some seemingly accidental things still will not deviate from its proper track, perhaps this in itself is something closer to the essence and firmer. Only then did Zhang Ke dissipate the thinness in his heart. He took He Xian's delicate hand and pulled her up from the curb, pointed to the Internet cafe, and asked her, Have a cup of coffee with me?

Your tone of voice is different from ordinary people. Didn't you usually ask you to have a cup of coffee? He Xian patted his nipples to wipe off the dust.

Which statement do you prefer?

It doesn't matter, I'm not a person who cares about everything. He Xian smiled and walked with Zhang Ke to the Internet cafe, sat down in the casual coffee shop-style rest area, and watched Zhang Ke bring two sides of coffee from the comprehensive bar. .

Before Zhang Cozy's coffee was put down, three young men came from Fengyun Internet Cafe across the street, barged in front of He Xian, and said excitedly, You rejected me because of this bum?

Zhang Ke saw that this young man also looked like a young, handsome and wealthy second-generation ancestor, but in what way was he more like a wretch than him? Zhang Ke looked at the three young men standing aggressively in front of He Xian calmly. The second generation ancestor in the lead looked at He Xian, but pointed his hand at his nose. Zhang Ke moved half a step to the side. He was not very happy to have his nose pointed at; the other two young people stared at him with eyes full of hostility and contempt.

Beautiful women are the root of trouble, and Zhang Ke has a deep understanding of this.

However, it must be carefully calculated. The total number of young and rich second-generation ancestors and rich people with guts and mistresses will not be more than that of less beautiful beauties. Resources should be allocated enough, and there are still a lot of resources flowing into pink Go to a low-end place like the gallery—but it is inevitable that there will be a few pairs of eyes staring at a pot, and it is inevitable that in this world, apart from power and money, what else can provoke the struggle between men more than women?

I go to 1978 every day to support you, but you reject me because of this kind of bastard? The young man was about to be outraged.

Uh... Zhang Ke couldn't help reminding this kid, He Xian worked in 1978, and his salary was ten yuan per hour. Whether you support him or not, she won't get any more money from 1978. , not less, it seems that she insists on agreeing to date you because of this... Seeing the boy's eyes widen, he explained with a smile, I just interjected to explain, so as not to You have misunderstood that 1978 is an unclean place, if you have any disputes with He Xian, you continue to talk about it.

Seeing Zhang Ke's salivating face like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water, the kid was furious and almost exploded: If you don't take a mirror to look at yourself, what right do you have to pursue He Xian?

Speaking of qualifications, Zhang Ke pointed to the watch on the boy's wrist with his sleeve rolled up. The watch you're wearing is Cartier, right? Do you mean this by qualification?

The young man raised his brows and said, You know what to do!

I have a piece of Vacheron Constantin here. If the qualification you mentioned refers to this? Zhang Ke took out his watch from his coat pocket and waved it in front of the kid. He walked to the entrance of the Internet cafe and threw it towards the middle of the road. Did you see it? Look, I walked back, spread my hands, and said, I don't need any qualifications to treat He Xian to a cup of coffee like a friend... The boy never expected that Zhang Ke could take out a piece of Vacheron Constantin from his coat pocket. It was so ugly that a puddle of water could come out with just a twist, and he took off the watch and gave it to the young man beside him: Smash it for me! Even if it's not my own, I feel distressed.

Hurry up and smash it, it's just a watch. My dad has seven or eight watches in the drawer that are better than this one. Too many watches will be troublesome... The kid is like a duck that Zhang Ke has driven to the shelf, how can he swallow it? Take this breath? His companion made him angry, and if he didn't hit him, he was afraid that he would take his anger on himself, so he took his watch and threw it on the street.

Since it was the weekend, Du Fei didn't go to rest. When he heard that someone was making trouble, he and Meng Le went downstairs quickly. Seeing this scene, he couldn't help laughing, and told Meng Le at the stairs: This animal It's too cloudy, his watch is a street stall for 30 yuan... He didn't stop talking, and Zhang Ke took out the car keys from his pocket and put them on the table: I still have a Mercedes-Benz 600...

ps: Brothers, Vacheron Constantin has been smashed, so should the monthly tickets in your hands be smashed too?