stand shoulder to shoulder

After the meeting, Leo was quickly taken by his engineer to the simulation room to drive.

Tao Li went to Berlusconi.No one could be found in the office, so he tried to go to the R&D department.

Through the clear and dust-free glass, Taoli saw Berlusconi in the workshop. He was wearing a mask, black vest and overalls. He was polishing the nose of a racing car with a machine. The muscle lines are full of strength.

Tao Li unconsciously licked his lips and opened the door of the workshop. The sharp mechanical sound of grinding ears entered his ears. He called "Berlusconi" and quickly closed the door.

Berlusconi looked this way.

Taoli waved his hands at him through the glass window.

Berlusconi turned off the machine, walked towards this side with long legs, opened the door, and said, "Go to run the simulator after the meeting."

Berlusconi was covered in fine powder, adding a snowflake effect to his black outfit.

"I sent a schedule to your work email, and you do it," Berlusconi added. "I'll check it out when I'm done."

Tao Li nodded, and after returning home, he looked at the plan carefully, and after two days of honestly executing it, he began to be lazy.

He has important things to think about.

How to confess to Berlusconi to reduce the death rate?

Tao Li couldn't figure it out in the simulation room, but thought maybe he could figure it out in the bar.

Yagar, who was traveling with him, expressed concern: "What about Berlusco Nichagang?"

"I can rush back before he checks the post." Tao Li was so proud that his canine teeth were bared, Tebai.

Generally speaking, he will know Berlusconi's whereabouts through the "Taoyue" mobile phone. If Berlusconi responds very slowly, it is usually in the R&D department, which is currently his favorite place; Back, then it is very likely to go back to the office.Then he had to sprint back to the simulation room, because Berlusconi was in the habit of turning around to take a look after he was done with his office work.

It's really just a glance, the door is not taken in, just glance at the door, and then leave.

So Taoli now likes to text Berlusconi.

The bartender brought Tao Li a glass of martini, and Tao Li told Berlusconi in a blink of an eye-drinking a Martini tonight.

It took about ten minutes for Berlusconi to reply.

Taoli clicked on it, but couldn't hear him, so he deliberately slipped out of the bar with his mobile phone, and listened to Berlusconi's voice in the comfortable night breeze.

--at the bar?Is there someone with you?

Tao Li was a little hairy at first.

Then I thought about it, isn’t Martini a common thing in bars?It is not surprising that Berlusconi guessed.

Taurian was concerned, squatted on the roadblock, sent Berlusconi a cute expression, and typed again—the manager is with me, don't worry!

·

Berlusconi, who received the message, curled his lips and was about to type when Firman reminded him, "The zebra crossing is here, don't look at your phone, sir."

Berlusconi's painting color card is missing at home, now come out and get it.

Berlusconi stopped and quickly replied a message to Tao Yue, and then started.As soon as he looked up, Berlusconi frowned.

He strode towards the bar, and the man on the stone pier had already jumped off and entered the bar.

"What's the matter?" Firman followed and saw only the flickering lights outside the bar and the vast darkness of night.

"Go back and get the color card first." Berlusconi's face darkened, he threw the key to Firman, turned around and left, "I'm going back to the company first."

When Berlusconi entered the company, he first went to the fitness rest area to copy a billiard cue, and then went to the simulation room.

I was going to squat, but when I got to the simulation room, Berlusconi saw Taoli driving the simulator through the window.

Berlusconillo stood up and called the head of the security department to ask for the monitoring video of the simulation room for the past few days before entering the simulation room.

Both Leo and his engineer greeted Berlusconi promptly.Berlusconi nodded slightly, and walked up to Taoli. After running a lap, Taoli drove the simulated car into the maintenance station, and then turned around to greet Berlusconi: "Why did you come so early today... Hey, why don't you play billiards?" gone?"

"Yeah." Berlusconi smiled at Taoli, "How's the practice going?"

Tao Li rejoiced that Berlusconi responded to "Tao Yue" just now, and he immediately ran back to the company from the alley. This decision was right.

"It's okay." Tao Li smiled sweetly.

"Do you want to go out for a walk?" Berlusconi said, "I have something I want to buy."

"Okay, okay." Taoli had no objection at all, turned off the simulator that hadn't warmed up, and left with Berlusconi.

Outside the headquarters are mostly auto repair parts stores, and across the street, which is close to the staff dormitory building, there are many shops with a strong sense of life.

"what do you want to buy?"

"Look." Berlusconi looked as he walked, eventually entering an accessories store.

Children's songs are played in the toy whale of the store's children.Boxes of tools lined the shelves, gathering dust and smelling of gasoline.

Berlusconi took a glance, squatting on the ground, picking tools from the dirty boxes, boxes of unnamed accessories, he picked up one of the black thin adhesive strips, the width of two fingers, the length of a child's arm , Throw it in the palm of your hand and instantly rebound, crackling.

Tao Li bent down, put his hands on his knees, and asked him curiously: "What are you buying this for?"

It doesn't look like a racing auto repair part.

"This is handy." Berlusconi held the tape in his hand and smiled at Taoli. "Not afraid of being bad."

"This thing can still break." Taoli felt that Berlusconi was easy to be satisfied. He found an ordinary rubber strip with such a good smile, and he laughed along with him.

"Let's go." Berlusconi stood up and went to pay.Tao Li Pi Dian Pi Dian followed behind, the boss bagged the tape, and he offered to carry it for Berlusconi.

On the way home, the wind was soft, the street lamps poked out in the treetops, and the sidewalks just paralleled each other. Taoli was talking to Berlusconi happily.

"The F1 side asked me to take a promotional photo." Tao Li held the bag in one hand and picked up the leaves along the way with the other. "Tomorrow morning or the day after tomorrow afternoon..."

Berlusconi said with a smile: "Choose tomorrow morning. Take a better shot."

"Aren't people in a better mood in the morning?" Tao Li asked while nodding, "That's fine, I'll go shoot tomorrow morning."

"Has the new contract been signed?" Berlusconi asked with concern.

Taoli looked away hesitantly.

It stands to reason that if Meteor wants to renew his contract and double his annual salary, he should immediately agree.But he was always afraid that he would not be able to escape when the Dongchuang incident happened, so he procrastinated again and again, without saying that he would sign or not.

"Is the price inappropriate?" Berlusconi raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Eh...not..." Tao Li rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment, "A two-year contract...is...too long..."

"Then sign until the end of the summer break." Berlusconi said, "Two signings a year, the shortest is this. I will tell the manager later that you will sign the renewal first tomorrow morning, and then go to take promotional photos. , come back and run the simulator."

Berlusconi arranged everything properly, and Taoli didn't feel that there was anything wrong. Instead, he felt a sense of security being taken care of by his elders, as if he didn't need to think too much, and all the best would be given to him.

"Okay." Tao Li raised his head and smiled at Berlusconi. He has neutral facial features, but his brows are straight. He is a young man between a teenager and a young man, a little flamboyant and a bit ruffian.

Berlusconi looked at it, put his hands over Tauri's forehead and eyebrows, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "Your sister's new ad is a bit overdone."

Tao Li heard about this from Berlusconi during the chat between "Tao Yue" and him.

"You mean that facial cleanser ad recently?" Taoli said, trying to choose words that were different from the message, "I feel very natural, almost no makeup."

"It's all deformed." Berlusconi said disapprovingly.

"No! I'll show you my sister's real makeup." Tao Li took out the phone, turned on the screen and found that it was Tao Yue's lock screen, immediately stuffed it back guiltily, and took out another phone from another trouser pocket.

Berlusconi did not speak, many people use two mobile phones.

Tao Li dug out a photo with her sister last year from her mobile phone, zoomed in on the part of her sister, and said, "Look, it's no different from facial cleanser advertisements."

Berlusconi bowed his head, looked intently, and questioned: "Is this your sister?"

"Yeah." Tao Li also leaned over, and the two men were standing very close together under the streetlight, arms against arms, transferring heat to each other.

"Why is it different from what I remember..."

Except for the first meeting, Berlusconi has never had close contact with Tao Yue, and only communicated with her through mobile phones.

It's not uncommon for memory to have errors and omissions.

only……

Berlusconi took a step back holding Taoli's mobile phone, glanced at the mobile phone, and looked at Taoli, frowning more and more tightly.

"What's wrong?" Tao Li felt a little puzzled.

"The first time I saw you, I thought you looked a lot like your sister, but now I don't think you look alike at all." Berlusconi said, clasping the back of Taoli's neck with his other hand, forcing Taoli to look up.

"Hey hey-"

Tao Li was about to protest, when he looked into Berlusconi's deep and focused eyes, he was startled, and his heartbeat accelerated inexplicably.

"Your sister's eyes are slightly upturned, but you don't." Berlusconi concluded, his callused fingers unconsciously stroking Taoli's skin, "Your nose is straighter than your sister's, you are different .”

Tao Li breathed a little and let out a "huh".

Berlusconi let go of Taoli's neck, frowned and said, "I think you're used to it, and you actually think you're more pleasing to the eye."

Tao Li raised his hand and pressed the back of his neck, trying to dissipate the burning sensation that belonged to Berlusconi, rubbing it, but the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously.

·

The next day, Tao Li went to the headquarters, signed a new contract under the urging of the manager, and then began to shoot promotional photos. In the afternoon, he drove the simulator in the company. At night, it was inevitable that he would be a little bored. Go disco.

He was shaking his body on the dance floor, and his buttocks were suddenly pumped. The pain was so hot that he felt like a monkey in the sky, and his whole body was about to jump up.

"what!"