You are really good [entertainment circle]

At 21:[-], half of the LED lights on the high-rise buildings outside the window were extinguished, scattered and out of scale, and looked a bit bleak.

The delicacies on the table were already cold, there was a layer of white oil under the fresh and tender steak, and the vegetable salad was limp, completely losing the air of five-star cuisine.

The waiter didn't know how many times he pushed the door and came in, and reminded again with sympathy in his eyes: "Mr. Jian, do you want to call your friend again?"

"no need……"

Jian Zheng murmured a reply, then stood up blankly.When he walked off the dining table, he staggered from his stiff legs. Fortunately, the waiter had sharp eyes and quick hands, and helped him not to fall.

The joy he had been looking forward to for a week was in vain, and Gu Yuxing really pissed him off.

No, it shouldn't be said to be a sham. Thinking about it carefully, Gu Yuxing didn't agree to him in the first place. It was he himself who was dazzled by Gu Yuxing's beauty and self-righteously decided on this date.

The bellboy escorted him into the elevator and bowed him goodbye.

The elevator was very fast, and there was a feeling of weightlessness. Jian Zheng didn't eat anything at night, and felt a little nauseous. As soon as the door opened, he rushed out, and ran out of the lobby to breathe fresh air.

Standing in a daze at the crossroads for a moment, Jian Zheng turned around and went to the Dongpujiang bar street opposite.

At this moment, when the bars were opening one after another, Jian Zheng picked one at random and went in, sat at the bar and ordered a bottle of wine, and happily toasted with the people he didn't know next to him.

When Zhuang Ze came in, Jian Zheng was already a little half drunk, holding a baby liquor seller in his arms, playing dice with a burly man, surrounded by a crowd of applauding spectators.

"Open, you open!" Jian Zheng slapped the dice cup on the bar counter, and cursed, "Damn it, I'm fifteen o'clock, and you can still throw a leopard? I don't believe in this evil anymore. Could it be me who lost?"

The man on the opposite side grinned, shook the dice cup from top to bottom, and played it handsomely enough, and then with a "snap", the dice cup was stuffed on the table.

Amid the deafening music, the onlookers held their breath.

The dice cup moved away, and there was an uproar.

"Leopard, it's really a leopard, drink, drink!"

The wine glasses were lined up in front of Jian Zheng.

Jian Zheng's eyes were a little straight, his luck was really bad, and he lost several rounds in a row, but the big man is willing to gamble and admit defeat, drink as soon as he drinks, and get drunk as soon as he gets drunk, so as not to think about that ridiculous date tonight .

He picked up the wine glass and drank a glass, and was about to get the second glass when someone grabbed his wrist, and Zhuang Ze stood beside him with a livid face.

"Zhuang...Zhuangzi..." Jian Zheng's tongue was a little knotted, "Come... come, let's have a drink together."

Zhuang Ze snatched the wine glass and drank it without changing his face: "I'll drink it for him."

The man on the opposite side quit. He has been staring at this white and tender little fresh meat all night. What is the role of this little white face that suddenly appeared, dare to come and snatch his prey? "Who are you? Go away, want to play tricks? If you can't afford to lose, don't come to the bar to play Sic Bo!"

Zhuang Ze snorted coldly, leaned over and whispered something in the man's ear, and the man's expression changed.

Zhuang Ze drank the remaining four glasses of wine on the bar one by one, without changing his face, grabbed Jian Zheng's arm and dragged him out.

Jian Zheng was top-heavy, leaning on Zhuang Ze's body, muttering all the way: "How can I be so unlucky... I haven't won a single game... Come again! I don't believe in this evil!"

Zhuang Ze raised his hand and gave him the back of the head, hating iron for being weak: "The dice has been manipulated, you will lose if you play a hundred."

"Fuck!" Jian Zheng became angry all of a sudden, and turned around to find that man to settle accounts, "How dare you cheat! You're playing me!"

Zhuang Ze had no choice but to drag him out: "You can do it. With your small body, you are not enough to give someone two punches. Monk Hua went home today. We have no confidence, so hurry back with me."

Jian Zheng struggled and kicked his legs twice, but unfortunately his half-drunk body couldn't support his ambition at all, and almost dragged Zhuang Ze down with him.

After finally getting out of the bar, Zhuang Ze was out of breath and had to lean on the streetlight on the sidewalk to rest. Jian Zheng was still on Zhuang Ze's shoulder at first, and slowly slipped out, sitting on the ground and hugging his head.

Zhuang Ze kicked him, and said disgustedly: "Okay, isn't it just that Gu Yuxing didn't come to eat? Don't act like the end of the world."

"Why does he play tricks on me?" Jian Zheng asked mutteringly, "I really want to help him...Although I have no skills...but I can always tell him jokes to comfort him...Why is he Scrub me like this...I...I just want to have a meal with him, what's wrong with me..."

"Okay, okay, let's have a meal together." Zhuang Ze coaxed him, pulled him up, and staggered forward.

"You said... what's wrong with me..." Jian Zheng complained.

Zhuang Ze glanced at him, thinking only of cursing.What's not good about Jian Zheng, that's great, her fair cheeks were transpired crimson by the alcohol, her eyes are still watery and seductive, no matter how you look at it in the circle, it's a coveted piece of fresh meat, if you want If he hadn't arrived in time, he would have been eaten alive by that big tall man, including his belt and bones.

"It's because that guy has no vision," Zhuang Ze had no choice but to follow his words, "No wonder he picked a bad script, he deserves it."

"Bah... bah bah!" Jian Zheng quit, turned around and patted Zhuang Ze on the head, "You're so mad! You're just blind!"

Zhuang Ze was so angry that he couldn't help but let go: "Get out, you heartless, go there with your Gu Yuxing in your arms."

Jian Zheng staggered a few steps forward, hugged the sycamore tree in front of him unsteadily, and smirked twice: "Gu Yuxing..."

"Let's go, go meet your brother Gu in your dream." Zhuang Ze said sarcastically.

Jian Zheng remained motionless, staring straight ahead, rubbing his eyes after a while, pointing to the front and speaking incoherently: "Zhuangzi! Zhuangzi is there! It's really...it's him!"

Zhuang Ze looked in the direction he pointed, and saw a tall man came out of a bar in front, with a sweater and hood on his head, wearing sunglasses in the middle of the night, that is to say, Jian Zheng could still recognize him as Gu Yuxing .

When he was approaching the sidewalk, the man stopped and leaned against the sycamore tree by the side of the road, with his thumbs slanted in the pockets of his jeans, in a chic and unrestrained posture. Only then did Zhuang Ze see the shadow of Gu Yuxing .

Jian Zheng stood up unsteadily, his eyes that had been depressed just now suddenly lit up.

He almost forgot the night he had been waiting for, and the drunkenness he had just had after being baited, like a little wolf dog who remembers eating but not beating, he couldn't wait to have fun in front of his master.

However, as soon as he stepped out, another man came out of the bar. After a few steps, he came to Gu Yuxing's side and hugged his shoulder affectionately. The two of them got together and said something, and then the man Holding Gu Yuxing's chin, Gu Yuxing waved his hand away, but he was obviously not angry.

Jian Zheng grabbed Zhuang Ze's hand and asked in disbelief, "Who is that man?"

Zhuang Ze narrowed his eyes and stared at it for a moment, took a breath, and said after a while: "I know him, Chengqing Group, the largest shipping company in China, he is the young owner. Dude, let's go home, Gu Yuxing should not have you here What's the matter?"

Jian Zheng couldn't hear it, he was half drunk, the alcohol in his blood was transpiring, he waved away Zhuang Ze's hand and was about to charge forward, Zhuang Ze hugged him desperately: "Jian Zheng, give me Be sober, don't embarrass yourself, and you don't know Cheng Qingfang, he is very sinister and vicious, don't mess with his people..."

"His people...what the hell does he want to do with his money!" Jian Zheng's eyes were red, the half-drunk man was extremely strong, and Zhuang Ze was thin, so he couldn't hold him back at all, but was dragged by him go forward.

There was a bit of movement here, and the two people who were talking over there looked over.

Gu Yuxing still had that indifferent expression, but it was Cheng Qingfang who looked at the two figures slowly moving towards them with great interest, and called out, "Little friend, what play are you doing?"

Zhuang Ze let go of his hand, Jian Zheng lost all resistance, rushed forward a few steps, shook a few times before standing still, and barely stopped in front of Gu Yuxing.

Gu Yuxing frowned, looked him up and down: "It's you."

"Yes... yes... it's me... I waited for you... all night..." Jian Zheng complained with his tongue out.

Gu Yuxing twitched the corner of his mouth indifferently: "I didn't ask you to wait."

Cheng Qingfang, who was at the side, approached intimately, leaned into Gu Yuxing's ear and asked in a low voice, "Yuxing, who is this?"

Only then did Jian Zheng's eyes focus on this man.

Under the street lamp, Cheng Qingfang's figure was elegant and slender, with a faint smile hanging from the corner of his mouth, and a condescending scrutiny in his eyes.

That is the calmness and contempt of those in high positions.

God damn there are no eyes!This man is rich and handsome, and the most annoying thing is that he is even a head taller than him, almost the same as Gu Yuxing.

It was as if a string snapped in my brain.

With red eyes, Jian Zheng shouted in a low voice: "Get your claws off him!"

Both Gu Yuxing and Cheng Qingfang were stunned.

"You... tell me," Jian Zheng straightened his neck, "How much did he pay you? I'll pay double!"

The author has something to say: Oh, our little scissors are impatient!