Mr. Chang who refuses to be hijacked by love

China's well-known tradition of respecting domineering presidents can be traced back to the period of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors according to textual research. According to "Historical Records", Emperor Zhuanxu Gaoyang said, "There is deep conspiracy in the quiet abyss"; Emperor Ku Gaoxin, "his color is gloomy";亹亹徒徒, for the guideline and discipline", it can be seen that serious talk is the standard for those in high positions. Since ancient times, facial paralysis has been more powerful.However, Mr. Yu loves to do the opposite. He smiles at everyone, speaks quickly, and is kind, pleasant, and graceful.However, this set of politeness is nothing more than an appearance created by Gaomen's spring wind and rain.That was a taboo topic in the national media in the early years-Mr. Yu is the old son of Mr. Yu Yun (Yi Zhi), a giant in the study of ancient characters in exile. You can’t let people know”, relying on a set of methods of “jade jade and pearls, you can’t make people easy to know”, Mr. Yu is like his father, at first glance, it is a trickle of clear water, and at first glance, I don’t know how much he is pretending to be a pig. The mind of a tiger.

However, little friend He is still inexperienced and can't tell the difference between the outside and the inside. He only thinks that his uncle is an unpredictable neurotic patient. For example, now, He Yinchuan avoids his father and walks out of the house. The familiar limousine, but saw Mr. Yu wearing a khaki otaku T-shirt with "NP=P" printed on it, with two slender legs stretched out, straddling a bicycle with a big face, waving at him across the pedestrian crossing .

He Yinchuan thought of bringing him to meet people like this, his face turned red, he buried his head and walked over, complaining: "Little uncle, what are you doing?"

Yu Yang tapped his forehead in displeasure, "You despise your uncle as soon as we meet?"

He Yinchuan couldn't laugh or cry when he saw the terrifying muscles in his tight T-shirt, "I feel like you're going to ask in the next second, 'Do you know about yoga, fitness and swimming?'"

"Thank you for complimenting my figure." Yu Yang signaled his little nephew to sit on the back seat, and with a light tiptoe, he rode into the shade of the parasol tree, and said plausibly, "Your uncle and I rummaged through boxes and cabinets in the old house last night. I found out this dress. When I was still studying in a certain university, I wore it once, and I didn’t meet anyone to strike up a conversation with me for a whole day! I thought to myself——to live smoothly in the world, you still need to wear it. I put some effort into grooming my appearance, so I ordered a dozen of the same T-shirts overnight, and I have been wearing them for three full years. Do you know how many rotten peach blossoms it has blocked for me?"

He Yinchuan was confused when he heard this, and asked with a raised face, "Are you afraid that he will miss your appearance, Boss Yu?"

Yu Yang withdrew his hand and pressed his head back, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid he will miss your money, Young Master He."

He Yinchuan giggled for a while, and patted his waist, "Chang Zhou is not that kind of person."

The old campus of a certain university is a very familiar place for Yu Yang. Yu Yang went to the School of Science to find someone familiar, but He Yinchuan stubbornly said that it was not good to disturb that Mr. Chang's work, and he wanted to wait for him downstairs. Yu Yang was surprised, "When did you become so docile?" He Yinchuan said seriously: "Chang Zhou is a decent person, you have to take him seriously." Yu Yang saw that the little nephew put away his smile, with a mature look With a cautious look, he responded with a suppressed smile: "Okay, okay."

At five o'clock, the sun had not elongated the shadow, and it was blocked by a blanket of black clouds hanging from the sky, and the air flow immediately countered. Yu Yang sat on the edge of the flower bed and looked up at the sky, as if a shower was about to come.At this time He Yinchuan called out "Chang Zhou!" Yu Yang stood up and looked around. A young man was wading down the steps. His right arm was in plaster and his left leg was probably injured. Lame, with a large piece of gauze on his forehead, pale pink on his pale right cheek, with a pair of bright eyes open, he said with a light smile, "Come and help me."

Yu Yang took half a step forward with fascination, and He Yinchuan rushed over like flying, only then did he realize that the other party was not calling him.Recognizing the person just by chance, Yu Yang's first thought was - "He is actually a teacher", he stopped and watched instinctively like a hunting animal, suppressed his mind, and waited for him to be approached by the support, Just as he was about to greet him, the other party smiled innocently and said, "Waiting for a long time! I caught a cheater in the examination room and wasted a little time."

He Yinchuan was surprised, "A certain university still has students who cheat?"

"This--"

Yu Yang said: "A certain university has students who were found cheating?"

Mr. Chang took the topic, "Of course there is! And the scene is no small matter, 16 papers, 4 cheat sheets! It's so big—" Mr. Chang couldn't open his arms, so he took He Yinchuan's hand to do it for him, "You Can I pretend not to see it?"

Yu Yang was amused by his actions, "If the cheat sheet is made smaller, will Teacher Chang ignore it?"

Chang Zhou has obstacles in understanding the hidden meaning, and this Mr. Yu is a smiling tiger. He has no way of inferring, and he can't hear his doubts about his professional ethics. affected."

"So you plan to influence me by observing me?"

Only then did Chang Zhou realize that he had been staring at the other party for too long, and Mr. Yu's sly dark brown eyes were filled with warmth.

Chang Zhou looked away, blushed, bowed his head and said apologetically, "I have empathy defects. In order to obtain information, I will involuntarily observe the expressions of people I meet for the first time."

Mr. Yu's throat was choked, but it was not because of the "deficient empathy", but because of the delicate neck. He felt that he urgently needed his assistant to help cover up this social gaffe. .Fortunately, the little friend He put out the fire when he soaked in the boy's urine, "Chang Zhou, don't bother with my little uncle, he lives abroad, 'there is a difference between Hawaii', as time goes by, the Chinese ability declines, and people become It's a bit silly, you have to worry about it..."

Don’t expect Mr. Chang to understand the logical relationship between his empathy deficiency and He Yinchuan’s explanation. Mr. Chang put on a sympathetic smile and turned to Mr. Yu, who is “a little silly”, saying that he has a deep understanding of this , "When I was in a physics lab in the US, the whole lab called me 'punchlineidiot' because I couldn't understand any of their jokes—black people, feminism, religion—all of them. "

Chang Zhou paused, and then slowly said: "However, I have conducted in-depth research on this, and found that no matter what civilization, there is always one thing in common when it comes to humor..."

"What?" He Yinchuan asked.

"That's it—exaggeration at its best! Guided by this insight, I painstakingly compiled a hundred sample jokes, and two weeks later my nickname was 'punchlinemachine'—in fact , the electronic version of that joke book is still popular in the laboratory today."

Yu Yang said narrowly: "If you exaggerate your movements, I'm afraid the plaster cast will be in vain, Mr. Xiaoji."

After the two were introduced by He Yinchuan, Yu Yang proposed to have dinner together, and the place was decided by Chang Zhou.Chang Zhou estimated that the other party had already made plans to pay the bill, so he led them to the snack street near the school.

Yu Yang asked He Yinchuan in a circumstantial manner if he had hired a nurse to take care of Mr. Chang in the past few days.Chang Zhou touched He Yinchuan's flat head and said, more than asking someone to take care of him?It is simply wholeheartedly, low-key and small!A few days ago, I stayed with the hospital every day, and often came to help after I was discharged from the hospital.Do you think I can not forgive him?Yu Yang said, what can he do to help?He Yinchuan hurriedly said: "I can help write the code!"

"However," Chang Zhou became serious, "he is only 13 years old, can you tolerate him driving?"

Facing the family members who avoided extortion and the wounded who were tolerant, they could not escape the blame after all. Mr. Yu smiled face-to-face and said, "It was I who dereliction of duty."

He Yinchuan was regretful and annoyed, recalling the grown-up appearance of his elder brother at home, and calmly took responsibility: "It's my fault. I shouldn't be overconfident in my driving skills and not obey the rules and regulations of society. Little uncle I am far away across the ocean, beyond my reach, and I am duty-bound."

Yu Yang and Chang Zhou looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing out loud, wondering where the kid learned this trick.

It was still dark, the rain was about to fall, and the low pressure squeezed the road to the side. He Yinchuan supported Chang Zhou and walked in front, and Yu Yang followed behind in a staggered way. Listening to the little nephew asking for advice and complimenting, finally I understand what is going on with the phrase "Chang Zhou is a decent person". There is nothing in the world that cannot be explained in a simple way with theory. I also think of my family style. There are many people who write history and knowledge, such as exegesis, poems, and textual research. Knowledge, on the contrary, seems contemptible, so that inheriting family education is no longer a serious occupation in the eyes of the juniors.Mr. Yu shook his head secretly, rejoicing that he was considered a "decent person" in the eyes of his little nephew.

Mr. Chang stopped, "Here we are."

Yu Yang looked up and smiled, "Duck blood fans? Teacher Chang is so unpursuing?"

Mr. Chang said "Oh" and made a gesture to leave, "Yinchuan, book a plane ticket for your uncle, he thinks Diaoyutai State Guesthouse is more in line with his expectations."

Yu Yang held him back, and said with a smile: "You are really exaggerating. However, you are an injured person. Since duck blood fans are more in line with your expectations, I should accommodate you."

In fact, Mr. Yu's otaku attire was compared with Mr. Chang's well-dressed attire. It's really hard to say who will accommodate.The three sat down, He Yinchuan wanted spicy duck noodles, Mr. Yu asked Mr. Chang what he wanted, Mr. Chang flipped through the menu, his face turned red from the crowd in the store, he raised his head after a while and said, "I want a full set. "Yu Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he understood for a moment that he was talking about "a full set of duck blood vermicelli soup", nodded, and went to the counter to order.

The uncle and nephew were silent while eating, and Chang Zhou was attracted by Mr. Yu's shining eyelashes under the soft light. Then he noticed his unusual facial features, and remembered when He Xi'an said "Xia Yi is different", He didn't think he was disobedient, thinking that he probably had no idea how tolerant he was to this nephew.

After the two adults finished eating, they said "slow eat" to He Yinchuan at the same time.The greasy TV on the wall of the diner was showing an instant news, and the customers looked up——

"The Russian Federal Parliament has officially passed the "Equal Marriage Law" today with 231 votes in favor, 195 votes against, and 24 abstentions, making Russia the 220th country and region in the world to legalize same-sex marriage. Russian President Vladimir Putin said that this It is another great progress in the history of the Russian nation...It is reported that the Republic of South Sudan will hold a referendum in March next year, and it is expected to become the 220th country and region in the world to legalize same-sex marriage...Famous sociologist Mr. Wang Huxi I'm being interviewed by our station, let's connect with Mr. Wang..."

He Yinchuan pouted, probably thinking of Plato that Yu Liu forced him to read, and casually asked: "What about those who oppose it? Isn't the interests of a few people sacrificed?"

Chang Zhou has no knowledge of social sciences. Yu Yang said: "Voting against sometimes just means that they 'think' their interests will be diminished, but it does not mean that their interests will actually be diminished."

Chang Zhou asked curiously: "Wouldn't that further demonstrate the shortcomings of democracy?"

Yu Yang said: "Yes. But in my opinion, the defect of democracy is not the minority obeying the majority, but the short-sightedness and low decision-making ability of the crowd."

He Yinchuan interjected, "So Plato wants to hand over decision-making power to wise men who can make correct decisions?"

"Yes," Yu Yang smiled approvingly at his little nephew, "and the necessity of democracy lies in the public's belief that such a wise man does not exist."

Our Mr. Chang’s admission experience is full of skipping grades and exceptional admissions, so that the bias of knowledge makes him completely unable to figure out how this logic returns to the original point. He can’t help expressing doubts, “I don’t understand.”

Mr. Yu also enlightened others with his own stupor, "You can imagine that there is a wise man on the specific issue of same-sex marriage. He saw that the best solution to this issue is 'legalization', so what would he do? ? Clearly he would direct society to legitimize it at the lowest cost and lowest possibility of deviation, which is—"

"A referendum that does not require much preliminary research and later public opinion appeasement?"

Yu Yang was about to praise him for being smart, but He Yinchuan stopped him and said, "Little uncle, can you stop spreading your American conspiracy theories?" Mr. Yu shrugged.

Chang Zhou asked, "So you study political philosophy?"

Yu Yang denied, "I'm just an ordinary investor. You know, investing requires a basic understanding of social operations..."

He Yinchuan corrected: "He is a professional speculator! Chang Zhou, don't be fooled by my little uncle."

"Can you show some kindness to my little uncle?"

He Yinchuan pushed the bowl into his arms, wiped his mouth, and said freely: "There is no feeling, there is still some noodles left."

Pushing the door open, it started to rain heavily outside. Chang Zhou said that his home was in the opposite neighborhood, and he had to walk back. Mr. Yu had quick eyesight and quick hands, pulled out the folding umbrella on the side of He Yinchuan's schoolbag, and pushed his little nephew back into the store, showing consideration Said: "Stand inside, don't get wet, I'll send Teacher Chang back, and I'll come pick you up again."

Seeing that the rain was too heavy, He Yinchuan was not stubborn, and told Mr. Yu to be careful, "Changzhou people are quite heavy, so you hold them steady."

Yu Yang held an umbrella in one hand, and cared about his plastered right arm with the other, and held him up from behind his waist, half-embracing him in his arms, shaking his heart for a moment.Facing He Yinchuan, Chang Zhou had no physical contact disorder for several days, and almost forgot. At this moment, he was suddenly pressed against by a wide palm through a thin layer of clothing, almost like a thorn on his back.But it was raining heavily outside the umbrella, and it was impossible to push people out. Chang Zhou sweated his temples, trying to divert his attention by talking, "You will definitely be regarded as a student if you walk in such a big village with your clothes on."

Yu Yang said, "I look so young?"

"It's...not...I mean the stamp on it. Maybe I should say, you will be regarded as a computer student?"

Yu Yang raised his eyebrows and said, "I used to actually take classes in a computer department of a certain university. This T-shirt is a gift for a student activity of a computer department of a certain university."

"It turned out to be an alumni!" Chang Zhou felt relieved, extended the NP-complete problem on the T-shirt, and talked about the Millennium Award problem one by one, forgetting the discomfort, and said with great interest, "Your thinking is very professional, You study mathematics? - oh! I forgot, you are an investor, and mathematics is also..."

"I used to study mathematics." Yu Yang helped him to walk slowly on the water, and said in a low voice: "I didn't expect you to be so interested in mathematics. I remember Feynman said that for physicists, 'Physics is like making love. Mathematics is like masturbation.' I thought you wouldn't like math."

Chang Zhou said without hesitation: "Feynman has overlooked at least one situation. For a physicist who has never had sex, because he does not know what it is like to have sex, physics and mathematics are all masturbation for him. "

Mr. Yu stamped his feet, "Have you ever had sex?"

Mr. Chang felt desperate for himself, obviously to fill in a logic hole, why did he open another one?

Yu Yang saw that his ears were red, enough was enough, he closed the umbrella with a smirk, helped him go in, and was about to comfort him, when he heard him excuse himself, "I mean, 'If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your weapon'. "

Yu Yang couldn't help laughing, pushed the elevator for him, and said in a deep voice in his ear: "Come on, there is a saying that 'big bloomers are late bloomers', I think it's very, very good that you have such awareness."

When Liu Liang arrived home, Chang Zhou was lifting up half of his shirt. Liu Liang, uncharacteristically lacking in lust, stopped at the door and said to Mr. Chang, "I just saw the prototype of the protagonist in my novel downstairs."

Chang Zhou tried his best to turn around to look at his back, Liu Liang stepped forward and patted his hand, "Don't look, there is no rash. I just saw the prototype of the protagonist of my novel downstairs!" Chang Zhou asked: " who is it?"

"Yu Yang!" Liu Liang hurried to turn on the TV, muttering, "It's strange! He and Wang Huxi got together, but there was no news when he returned to China!"

Chang Zhou said dumbly: "Mr. Yu? You mean the one who just left, the one in the yellow T-shirt?"

Liu Liang said: "You saw him too? Sure enough, I read it right! I took a photo, go and help me find out which entertainment account has more followers, I—"

"Of course I saw him, he is He Yinchuan's uncle."

"What?" Liu Liang couldn't believe it, "The little slug's uncle? Ah! He's here to—"

"He sent me back. What happened?" Chang Zhou asked, "He claimed to be an ordinary investor."

Liu Liang snorted, "Ordinary investor? He's a Quant! Although not anymore..."

Chang Zhou breathed a sigh of relief, "So that's the case. You are so surprised and still contact the media. I thought he did something criminal."

Liu Liang squatted in front of the TV and tuned to the news channel, "Of course I was taken aback! He is the boss of Chuihong Capital! Do you know how much his news is worth?" After a while, he said to himself, "I He is a fool. He is the boss of Chuihong Capital, who dares to buy his news?"

As if destitute in an instant, Liu Liangwei sat on the floor, remembering the song he sang in the play that he and Xiao Song went to see in the afternoon, "But seeing that I am worried about poverty, may I ask how safe you are about creating creatures and giving birth to talents? ", looking at Mr. Chang who didn't know why, and lamenting that he couldn't argue, Shi Shiran said: "Billions of dollars sent you to your door, and you just let him go."

Chang Zhou laughed and said: "That's not the case. He is a capitalist and I am a physics researcher; his opponent is a human being, and my opponent is God. It should be that he sent the person closest to God to his door, and he just left! "

Unbeknownst to Mr. Chang, when the capitalist returned home and stood in front of the shelf of dusty old mathematics books, he felt an indescribable surge in his heart, as if in front of him were not mathematics works, but the sound of the piano and the date that Boya Ziqi had known each other. Nathan took off the battle suit given to David, and the armor that Patroclus and Achilles wore together. He was blinded by the flow of dopamine secretion, and when he regained his senses, he found himself holding a book. After reading "Introduction to Infinitesimal Analysis" for an hour, Yu Yang secretly thought that something was wrong, put the book back to its original place, and walked out of the study room. He Yinchuan was about to go back to his home, but Yu Yang called him to stop and told him to tell his family. He set off for the United States the day after tomorrow, and asked Dong Shengsheng to book a plane ticket for him, and emphasized not to tell his family that he had returned to China.

He Yinchuan was in a dilemma, and asked him if he could delay for another week and wait for Chang Zhou's leg to recover a little before leaving.Yu Yang was upset about him and asked, "Can't you hire a nurse for him?"

"No. Chang Zhou has a physical contact disorder, and is allergic to being touched by strangers. Ah——I forgot, you helped him home today, is he okay?"

Yu Yang suddenly remembered his condition at that time, and annoyed himself for a moment that he felt that it was an inexplicable embarrassment.Blushing, he waved his hands and said, "It's okay. It's up to you. I can go back to the United States alone, so that you don't have to lie to your parents."

That night, Mr. Yu and Assistant He connected on the phone. They worked until the early hours of the morning and spent a whole night consuming fuel. Then they got up early the next morning and jogged for [-] kilometers in the gym. Serve warm for breakfast.When they left, the car was already waiting at the door, Yu Yang said good morning.

Yu Yang has always disliked people around him being too cautious. This time, the driver picked a local with a strong accent, and he said cheerfully, "Good morning, Mr. Yu! I went to the auction house to get your thing, it's so heavy. It’s gone! I don’t know what it is, I’m afraid of breaking it, so I dare not put it in the trunk, but put it in the back seat.”

"You're right. That thing is much more precious than me. If it wasn't for it, I wouldn't be sitting hot ass if I walked in the door in a while."

The car passed through the downtown area and drove onto the bridge deck that could not be seen as far as the eye can see. The spring day was gone, the river was sluggish and soft, and the center of the river was steaming with water vapor. Jiang Zhu couldn't see where he was. .

Arriving at a rather quiet Chinese-style villa area, Yu Yang got off the car, and a tall, thin middle-aged man came up to meet him. Yu Yang respectfully called "Brother Fang", and the man joked, "Why are you so unfamiliar? Could it be that you made a fortune in a foreign country, bye Embarrassed by old friends?"

Yu Yang hurriedly said no in panic, and said, "Goods are more expensive when they are away from home, but people are cheap when they are away from home."The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, and Yu Yang ordered the driver to move the box in the back seat into the house. Fang Li dragged Yu Yang into the door, and at the same time shouted to the bedroom on the first floor: "Dad! Yang Yang is here!"

There was no response in the bedroom, but there was a rapid coughing sound. Fang Li hurried into the bedroom, and Yu Yang followed. The old man took off the nebulizer and leaned against the bed. A young man in a suit, who looked about the same age as Yu Yang, was opening a drawer to find medicine.Fang Li introduced to him: "This is Qian Qian, you both met when you were young." The man didn't say much, and handed the medicine and water cup to Yu Yang, motioning for him to send them over.

Yu Yang looked down and saw that it was a box of opioids. His hands trembled and he looked at Fang Li, who kept his head down again.Forced to calm down, he broke open one and handed it to the old man's mouth, and asked softly, "Uncle Fang, I'm here to see you, do you recognize me?"

The old man grinned, not knowing whether it was pain or happiness, but his breath was still hale and hearty, "Why can't you recognize it? You are Yang Yang!" He then beckoned him to sit closer, "Don't deceive me that I am old, my head is still bright ..."

Fang Li repeatedly said yes, saying that his father proofread "Yin Li Ji" for an hour yesterday, and that a certain poem was written in a certain year and month, what rhyme was used, and who it was written in, and he still remembered it clearly.

Yu Yang said in astonishment: "It belonged to my late father—"

"It's Mr. Yi Zhi's posthumous work." Fang Li said, "My father found some correspondence with Mr. Yi Zhi when sorting out the old things after "Shizhu Ji" and "Qiwu Ji" were published, and thought about it. It is hoped that there will be another episode, but it is a pity that due to the pain of the body, it has not been able..."

"What are you talking about?" Mr. Fang interrupted him, pulled Yu Yang, squeezed his hand for a while, and looked at his eyebrows and eyes carefully for a while. The junior didn't dare to speak out, and the moment of silence seemed like an old dream.

It wasn't until the old man wiped his eyes that Yu Yang said, "Uncle Fang, I brought you something nice." He got up and opened the door, and asked the driver to bring in the box of books. Fang Li carefully took out the ancient books and presented them to the old man. Touching the thread hole lightly with his fingers, he said slowly: "Troubleshooting. It's just that this book is in my hands, I'm afraid I will die with me, so it's better to give it to others to study."

Yu Yang said: "My heart has already been conveyed, and Uncle Fang can deal with it whatever he wants."

The old man glanced at his son, and Fang Li immediately said, "Then donate it to the Institute of Literature and History in the name of Mr. Yi Zhi and my father."

Mr. Fang nodded in approval, and said to Fang Li: "There is a letter at the bottom of the bamboo box on the middle shelf on the first floor of the study, go and get it for Yang Yang."

Yu Yang guessed that his father was an old thing, so he opened the envelope, and it turned out to be familiar ink stains. After reading a few lines, he found that it was a very nasty love letter written in modern Chinese. He looked suspiciously at the head of the bed. After reading it, he was overjoyed, choked, and said, "Don't doubt it, it was your father who wrote it to your mother. Your father was a flirtatious man, after all, he was a thin-skinned man. He finally wrote some romantic thoughts, but he didn't know it until he died." It was not sent."

Yu Yang couldn't imagine his father writing such a vulgar and straightforward thing, so he couldn't help laughing, and promised, "I will definitely hand it over to Leni."

Fang Li sent Yu Yang out, and Yu Yang asked about Mr. Fang's recent situation. When he learned that the building was about to collapse, he couldn't help feeling disappointed.Fang Li said: "My father has long since disregarded life and death, and he often comforts us juniors in turn. However, occasionally I see him dig out Xiao Huai's photo... He doesn't say anything, but he must still be worried about Xiao Huai in his heart." Regretful death."

Yu Yang stiffened his back, and Fang Li suddenly took his hand and said, "Yangyang, Xiao Huai was the closest to you when he was in the United States. If you can find some of Xiao Huai's belongings, it will be a concern for my father."

Yu Yang avoided his eyes and said in a deep voice, "I will do my best."

Crossing the courtyard with a heavy heart, he saw the young man in the bedroom smoking silently beside his car, Yu Yang asked, "Are you Fang's doctor?"

Qian Qian didn't expect that he really didn't have any impression of him, so he put out the cigarette, and shook hands with him, "No, my father Qian Shensi and Mr. Hangzhi are old acquaintances. Speaking of which, Mr. Yu and I are still traveling together. "

Yu Yang looked at him calmly, and finally recognized the person, "I remember you. We were at the same table in middle school?"

"Yes." Qian Qian felt relieved and handed him a cigarette, "Are you free for a chat?"

The two stopped at a waterside pavilion. Mr. Yu lit a cigarette and listened amidst the clouds and mist, thinking that as expected, he was being put on the sidelines.Qian Qian earnestly persuaded, "Wang Huxi is too self-indulgent, and he is very happy. If you let him go, I don't know how long it will take to realize marriage equality. He is not a sincere affirmative action activist, and he desires too much. Mr. Yu, you If I can grant my request, it will be a great achievement to society."

Yu Yang was a little impatient, "What's your relationship with Wang Huxi?"

Qian Qian closed his eyes and chuckled, shook his head and said, "To be honest, Wang Huxi and I are lovers." Seeing that the other party showed contempt, Qian Qian continued calmly, "But we have our own careers, and, for LGBTQ issues, There are some differences between us."

Yu Yang has no interest in this, but just for fun, husband and wife are like this, why do they bother to lie on the same bed?Casually said: "Wang Huxi's conditions are quite generous, what can you exchange for my support?"

Qian Qian was already prepared, turned around to look at the lake, and said in a low voice: "I know that Wang Huxi has a photo in his hand, it's about you and Fang Huai...I can get it back for you.

"And, I can guarantee that nothing he knows will reach Mr. Hang Zhi's ears."

Qian Qian rubbed his sweaty fist with his fingertips, his eyes were locked in the blue ripples, and he waited quietly.The man smoked in silence for a minute, and suddenly said bluntly, "Okay, deal."

Qian Qian was amazed at how lightly he lifted the weight, and couldn't help wondering whether this bargaining chip really had the value that Wang Huxi believed in.However, he was already surrounded by utter joy, and said happily: "I'll let someone prepare a press release."

Yu Yang embraced his new partner's shoulders, strode forward, and smiled hypocritically, "No, I will let my assistant contact you. You probably don't know, I have an assistant who is famous for his wonderful pens. All drafts were written by him..."

The assistant of Mr. Yu who has a wonderful pen cannot be Dong Shengsheng who has studied bioengineering for ten years, He Qiqing who only knows corporate governance, and it cannot be Steven who is still in the pinyin stage of learning Chinese, so - it has to be Mr. Yu I am.That night, Mr. Yu used the paper to hold the tube—no, it was the computer, the keyboard, and his magical powers. He wrote a poem about the downfall with the help of a beautiful heart, and a thousand words are just leaning on a horse.Yu Yang transmitted the document to the assistant and told him that he must stay in China now and return to the United States in about a week.After He Qiqing read it, he regretted his hasty evaluation of his boss; after Dong Shengsheng read it, he flattered his boss’s Chinese proficiency, which is really superior to those on Wall Street; Steven—Steven doesn’t matter if he doesn’t read it.All in all, in recent days, everyone in the country is concerned about current affairs, and everyone knows that Mr. Yu, as a "non-homosexual", fully supports Mr. Qian Qian's career because he feels that "there are drowning people in Yu Si world, just like yourself." It is also; Ji thinks that there are hungry people in the world, as if they are hungry themselves."

When Liu Liang heard the news, he sprayed Chang Zhou's Yangzhou fried rice all over, and sighed repeatedly: "Rich people are really different. They have thick skin and guts."

Mr. Chang borrowed the restroom of the small restaurant to clean his clothes. When he came out, the news was still playing on TV——Mr. Yu, wearing a well-regulated gray business suit, came out of a mansion in a neighboring city, surrounded by bodyguards and the media, and walked towards the parking lot .Chang Zhou was in a trance, Liu Liang pinched his chin across the table and shook, jokingly said: "How, have you felt the brilliance of capitalists?"

Chang Zhou came back to his senses, took a bite of his meal, and said vaguely, "I am a physics researcher, and my opponent is God."

"Then God's opponent, let's do an interview." Liu Liang poked his chopsticks over, and Chang Zhou backed away in shock, "I heard that you have received an olive branch from a certain physics institute in the United States. What do you think?"

Mr. Chang put his chopsticks aside, "I don't need to have any feelings. I used the money from the courtyard to stay in school, and now let me go, wouldn't Dean Qian lose everything?"

Liu Liang picked up the eggs, observed the words and expressions, and said tentatively, "Then you can always go to the meeting..."

Chang Zhou frowned and said, "Liu Liang, you hacked my computer again?"

Liu Liang waved his hands and explained: "No, I swear, absolutely not, it was that little slug, he broke your computer and asked me to help him fix it, I accidentally saw your email...Chang Zhou, you really Don’t you want to go? For a meeting of that level, I won’t keep inviting you after I reject it. I really don’t want to think about it anymore? Maybe I can bring my family…”

Chang Zhou shook his head helplessly, and waved to him, "Come here." Liu Liang stretched his neck, and Chang Zhou lowered his voice, "I won't be able to go abroad in a short time."

"Why?" Liu Liang asked in a low voice.

Chang Zhou sat back on the stool, "Confidential. That's all I can say, don't ask any more."

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