The president is dying every day

Both doors were slammed shut forcefully, making earth-shattering noises, and the walls were almost shaken off.

As soon as Ren Chuan entered the house, he called Meng Chun, "What kind of house did you buy for me!"

Meng Chun was puzzled, this is simply a disaster, "Didn't you choose everything from the room type to the decoration?"

Ren Chuan roared angrily, "But you didn't say that the neighbor next door is Jiang Huan!"

What's wrong with this? Meng Chun couldn't figure it out even more. Now that you two are together, wouldn't it be more convenient to live in the opposite door?

Meng Chun thought about it for a while, and suddenly understood that the two presidents must have had an argument and were having a cold war.

He secretly sent a message to Zhong Nian, "Coax your CEO, tell him not to be angry, and prepare him a gift to apologize."

Zhong Nian was tortured by Jiang Huan's phone call just now, and he replied to Meng Chun, "Your CEO is very angry, my CEO is about to vomit blood, why don't you buy your CEO a present to apologize."

"You guys apologize."

"You guys apologize."

"You guys apologize."

"You guys apologize."

……

Meng Chun and Zhong Nian thought for a while, and they ordered flowers online at the same time, and the address was left at the door of the president's house.

A request for flowers read: "The heart that loves you will never change."

One bouquet reads, "Only you can never forget me."

Here Ren Chuan said to himself, "I'm going to sell the house! I don't want to live here! Seeing him every day is bad enough!"

"Okay, okay." Meng Chun comforted him, "I'll help you sell it online."

Only then was Ren Chuan satisfied, "Hurry up, my patience is limited, let me make it clear, this is a new house, I haven't lived in it yet, the price can't be lowered."

After hanging up the phone, Meng Chun thought about who the hell would help you get online, what if I get back to the house after reconciliation.

Ren Chuan walked around the new home, the decoration is not bad, the bed is comfortable enough, the bathtub is also very clean, he is quite satisfied, Juliet also seems to like it, flying around in the living room.

Wait, can this house be soundproofed?

Ren Chuan paused, his anger sank in his dantian, and he suddenly yelled, "Jiang Huan is an idiot!"

He pricked up his ears to listen, but there was no knock on the door, and Jiang Huan didn't come to settle accounts with him.

Ren Chuan was satisfied.

He first settled Juliet on the balcony, added nuts and Perrier water, and played with Juliet for a while.

There is only one person and one bird in the house, and it still looks a bit empty. Ren Chuan is wondering when he will buy a kitten and puppy to play with. It is best to support himself and feed him by the way. It would be even better to take him downstairs for a walk.

While Ren Chuan was taking a bath, the doorbell suddenly rang.

He had no choice but to walk out and open the door wrapped in a towel.

The apartment housekeeper stood outside the door, in his 40s, wearing a well-fitting suit, holding a bouquet of blooming roses in his arms, and smiled at Ren Chuan: "Good evening, sir, these are the roses that Mr. Jiang bought for you."

Ren Chuan: "???"

Which Mr. Jiang?

He reached out to flip through the greeting card among the flowers, and saw that it said, "The heart that loves you will never change."

Ren Chuan's expression suddenly looked like he had eaten shit.

Jiang Huan still has the face to say this!

Ren Chuan threw the rose on the door of Jiang Huan's house, and yelled at the butler, "Tell him, let him eat shit!"

The door slammed shut.

The housekeeper was not used to it, looked at the petals all over the ground, hesitated for a moment, and decided not to sweep, what if Ren Chuan ran out crying and knelt on the ground to pick up petals one by one?

Ten minutes later, he knocked on Jiang Huan's door with another bouquet of roses.

The door opened, revealing Jiang Huan's face.

The housekeeper smiled, "Hi sir, a Mr. Ren ordered flowers for you."

Jiang Huan's breathing stopped for a moment, Mr. Ren?Which Mr. Ren?

He reached for the greeting card among the roses, and saw that it said, "Only you are unforgettable to me."

Jiang Huan: "..."

His expression was like eating a fly.

Ren Chuan still has the face to say this?

He grabbed the rose and threw it on the door of Ren Chuan's room, roaring angrily, "Go away!"

The same thing happened twice in one day, the smile on the housekeeper's face froze for a moment, okay.

He had already imagined that in the middle of the night, the two were crying and kneeling on the ground picking up rose petals one by one.

Ren Chuan, who closed the door, was circling around the house like a Tyrannosaurus rex, so angry that his liver hurt, his lungs hurt, his anus/door hurt, and he wanted to spit fire into the sky. Damn it, Jiang Huan even came to provoke him!

Where did he have the guts!

He took out his phone and called Meng Chun, "Sell the house quickly! I can't live here for a day!"

Meng Chun was taken aback. Could it be that the conflict between the presidents could not be resolved with flowers?

He said yes perfunctorily, and immediately went to the balcony to find Zhong Nian who was watering the flowers after hanging up the phone.

Zhong Nian had a mobile phone on his shoulder, and just finished talking with Jiang Huan, he looked at Meng Chun and had something to say.

They looked at each other and said in unison, "The problem seems to be serious!"

Meng Chun took the lead in analyzing, "There was an irreconcilable conflict between the two presidents, and it was so serious that my president wanted to move."

Zhong Nian closely followed his train of thought, "My president is also very angry, thinking about selling the house."

"No." Meng Chun shook his head first, "They can't move no matter what."

Otherwise, it would be the two assistants who were tormenting.

Zhong Nian frowned, "But it's not easy to send flowers."

Meng Chun clapped his hands suddenly, "Then say goodbye!"

Zhong Nian tilted his head and looked at him, "What for?"

Meng Chun covered Zhong Nian's ears, "Let your CEO give my CEO condoms. This kind of hint is enough, there is no conflict that cannot be resolved with a single blow."

It turned out that Zhong Nian had no choice but to admire Meng Chun and applaud him, "You are so fierce."

Ren Chuan was angry for half the night, looking at the city night outside the window, he decided to go to the bar to get drunk.

He wants to forget that dog Jiang Huan!

He packed it up in full gear, and when he opened the door, he saw a box of condoms on the ground.

Ren Chuan: "..."

Jiang Huan is so indiscreet, why the hell bring someone back?Condoms dropped on the floor?

Ren Chuan got angry all of a sudden, threw the condom on Jiang Huan's door, and shouted, "Jiang Huan, you are so fucking shameless!"

As soon as Ren Chuan left, Jiang Huan opened the door and shouted impatiently: "What the hell are you shouting! Do you have any quality!"

Just as he was about to close the door, his eyes suddenly stopped, and there was a box of condoms in front of his house.

Ren Chuan gave it to him?

What is he implying?

Jiang Huan suddenly couldn't breathe a little bit.

Fuck, what does Ren Chuan want to do!

Jiang Huan bit his lower lip, and suddenly felt that he couldn't go on like this.

Always thinking about Ren Chuan, what is this?

He took a few deep breaths, and decided to go to the bar tonight to vent his emotions, maybe he could meet someone better than Ren Chuan.

Wait, why do you want to compare with Ren Chuan?

Ren Chuan didn't drive, he took a taxi to Bar Street, and walked into a bar without looking at the signboard.

He sat in front of the bar, flicked his tongue at the bartender, and opened two bottles of golden vodka first.

The bar was quiet for a moment when he came in, and the men around all looked at Ren Chuan as if they were nothing, sizing him up like a commodity.

And as soon as Ren Chuan entered, he ordered the most expensive wine.

Whether it's beauty or money, he is coveted fat.

A man covered in tattoos, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, walked over with a wine glass and sat beside Ren Chuan.

Ren Chuan didn't even look at him, and poured down a glass of ice wine without blinking.

The tattooed man suddenly said, "It's boring for you to drink like this, come, let me teach you an interesting way to drink."

Ren Chuan gave him a condescending look.

The tattooed man took out a turntable and motioned for Ren Chuan to come first.

Ren Chuan turned around casually, and the pointer pointed to "Undo the belt."

The tattooed man simply untied his belt and threw it on the ground.

Ren Chuan couldn't help but look at him twice more.

The tattooed man is very handsome, and the tattoos on his body are also very cool. His brows are vaguely familiar, a bit like that dog man. Although they are strangers to each other, it is not bad to pass the night.

The tattooed man stuck it up and leaned closer to Ren Chuan's ear, "I'm not wearing anything inside."

"Oh?" Ren Chuan raised his eyebrows, "Is it so big?"

The tattooed man smiled, "Then you have to be able to let me take it off."

He turned the dial, and the pointer pointed, "Drink the wine in front of you."

Ren Chuan didn't blink, picked up the bottle and blew it, lightly placing the empty bottle on the counter.

He turned the dial again.

The pointer pointed, "Take off your shirt."

The tattooed man blew a loud whistle, then raised his hand, and took off the t-shirt on his upper body, revealing his lean muscles. He obviously exercises regularly and has a very good figure.

Ren Chuan admired it for a while, and the tattooed man smiled at him, then turned the dial, and the pointer pointed again, "Drink the wine in front of you."

Ren Chuan blew another bottle.

After playing the roulette game for less than an hour, there were already seven or eight empty wine bottles under Ren Chuan's feet, and they were all spirits.

Ren Chuan was dizzy and his vision began to blur. He wanted to go to the toilet to vomit, but when he got up he staggered, and the tattooed man quickly supported him.

The tattooed man gave a look to the left and right, and four or five big men stood up and walked to the back door of the bar one after another.

Ren Chuan vaguely felt that someone was undoing his belt, and there were even hands touching his chest. He struggled a bit and opened his eyes, only to find that this was not the way to the toilet at all.

He was taken to a dark alley, surrounded by four or five men with unkind faces, who looked extremely dangerous no matter what.

"Get out!" He punched a person who came to kiss him, pushed two heads away, and struggled to run.

Footsteps sounded, and the group of men followed closely, not wanting to let go of the easy prey.

Getting closer, getting closer—

Ren Chuan ran out of the alley, and just as he was about to call for help, his voice caught in his throat.

He saw a Bugatti Veyron parked on the side of the bar street, and Jiang Huan was smoking a cigarette leaning on the car door.

The thought of calling for help abruptly stopped, Ren Chuan chose another direction, and was about to run when he heard——

"Ren Chuan." Jiang Huan looked at him, stubbed out the cigarette butt, "Come here."

The author has something to say

Tsk, even if it's the old routine of being a hero to save the beauty, Boss Jiang can come up with new tricks for you.