Self-salvation of a cheap substitute

"Brother Miao, didn't you say you were going to resign, why are you back?" Xu Ziling asked.

"Well, let's do it again." Wang Miao took out a cigarette and leaned against the bar counter to look at the door. It was still afternoon and there were not many people in the store, only the waiters were cleaning the tables and mopping the floor.

"Didn't you say that you have saved enough money?" Xu Ziling couldn't stop coughing because of the smoke that Wang Miao suddenly sprayed on his face.

"You know, I didn't smoke or drink before." Wang Miao flicked off the ash, looked up at the crystal chandelier on the ceiling in a daze, and occasionally took a puff of cigarette.

"Brother, why are you smoking now?" Xu Ziling followed Wang Miao to look at the crystal chandelier.

"Forget it, it's not a big deal." Wang Miao moved his lips and finally didn't say why, but just smiled. He couldn't tell anyone what he wanted to say. Maybe this is loneliness, yes, say no What comes out is loneliness, what can be said is hypocrisy.

"Oh oh oh." Xu Ziling didn't know why Wang Miao laughed, but he knew that he shouldn't ask any more questions.

"You don't have anything to tell me?" Jiang Lin rushed to the shop late at night after putting Chu Jiachen to sleep, and then ordered Wang Miao. He had something to tell him. Miao purpose.

"What I wanted to say was said many years ago, have you forgotten?" Without Chu Jiachen, Wang Miao was still sitting far away from Jiang Lin, the private room was not turned on, only the smoke between his fingers was flickering on and off , "After Chu Jiachen went to Jiang's, I went to look for you before I left."

Jiang Lin was taken aback, as if there was such a thing in his memory, at that time he and Wang Miao had parted ways, because at that time Chu Jiachen was about to return to China, and he didn't listen to what Wang Miao, who existed as a stand-in, said at all. What exactly did he say at that time, Jiang Lin closed his mouth and began to search his memory.

"What are you here for?" Jiang Lin looked up from the pile of documents, and when he saw Wang Miao, an unknown fire rose instantly, "Didn't you leave the job?"

"Well, I wasted your time for half an hour." Wang Miao sat on the sofa with a tired face, no longer the appearance of the favored Jiang family's pearl Chu Jiachen, he was beaten back to his original form and became humble again Wang Miao, like an ant, "I have something to tell you, and I will resign after I finish."

"Tell me." Jiang Lin lowered his head again and signed his name on various documents, and every time he signed a document, it represented a big step forward for the Jiang family.

"You have to pay attention to your body. Besides, don't deal with breakfast casually. If you don't want Chu Jiachen to cook, you can hand it over to the secretary to buy some hot food." Wang Miao looked down at his watch, calculating the final meal. When Jiang Lin was together, "I love you very much, this is the last time I tell you, you don't care what I said before, and I won't say it again in the future."

"There are a lot of messy things, but after thinking about it, I don't think there is anything particularly important. I wish you happiness." It was said that it would take half an hour, but in fact Wang Miao only took 5 minutes.

Then Wang Miao left Jiang Lin's office and returned to his own office, packed his things, said goodbye to everyone, and then the office welcomed its new owner, and then Wang Miao left.

In a year or two, the society has changed Wang Miao from a brat to the current devil king. He opens his mouth and shuts his mouth with money, never mentions love, lives a vulgar life but is happy and relaxed. The same Wang Miao doesn't think about anything now. Vigorous love, he wants to meet a gentle and intellectual person, enjoy a natural love, no one is superior in love, two people are loyal to each other, obviously, he can't give Jiang Lin what Wang Miao wants, Jiang Lin Lin is generous and romantic is a good bed partner, but the same kind of person is not suitable to be a partner. Wang Miao couldn't tie his person before, let alone tie his heart in the future.

"I love you very much. The last time I told you was three years ago. At that time, you probably didn't listen to me carefully." Wang Miao was not in a good mood. After crushing the cigarette butt, he cut off the room and finally "You didn't care about what I said at that time. After so many years, it's time for me to not care about you now. You can't always be the one with weight on the balance. It's not fair to me. It's not fair to me. Speaking of you, you used to be the president of the Jiang Group, but now you are a customer of this store, it doesn’t matter if you are a stranger.”

"Why are you smoking? You asked me to quit, but you started smoking yourself." Jiang Lin didn't answer Wang Miao's words, he stood up and turned on the light, and approached Wang Miao to take away his cigarettes box.

"If you come to me to reminisce about the old days, you can leave. I am very busy and poor. I don't make money just by playing casually like you." Wang Miao also stood up. He and Jiang Lin always kept a safe distance. Keep the distance, and don't let Jiang Lin touch it.

"Is it okay to be an officer?" Jiang Lin looked at Wang Miao, took out all the money from his wallet and put it on the table.

"Yes." After seeing the money, Wang Miao agreed quickly, put all the money in his pocket, and then asked, "Where are you going, a hotel or a room in the store?"

"Go to your house." I don't know why, when Jiang Lin knew that there was such a person as Fu Xizhou, he felt extremely uncomfortable, especially when he thought that he might have seen many, many faces of Wang Miao, whom he had never seen before. That's why Jiang Lin blurted out this sentence when Wang Miao asked. He didn't want to lose to Fu Xizhou.

"Well, good." Wang Miao was stunned for a while, and he didn't continue to speak, but just walked ahead and led the way.

The place where Wang Miao rented was not too far from the store. It was 15 minutes away. Wang Miao rejected the suggestion of taking Jiang Lin's car and insisted on walking. Fortunately, when there were not too many cars late at night, Jiang Lin You can drive slowly and follow, Wang Miao puts one hand in his pocket and lowers his head to play with his mobile phone, refusing to give Jiang Lin even an extra glare.

"Here we are." Wang Miao took out the key and opened the door, then threw himself on the sofa.

"You live here?" Jiang Lin, who followed in, was a little stunned by the scene in the room. There was a small space in four squares, and clothes that Wang Miao had changed were hanging everywhere. In his impression, Wang Miao Miao should be someone who likes to keep his living place clean.

"Well, yes, I came back from going out a few days ago, and the house was not cleaned up." Wang Miao replied two messages with his mobile phone in his arms, and then turned off the phone, obviously not wanting Jiang Lin to steal his phone while he was asleep. information.

"Why is it so messy?" Jiang Lin frowned, all he could see were beer cans, cigarette cases and takeaway lunch boxes everywhere, and there was not even a place to set his feet.

"Fu Xizhou eats." Wang Miao glanced at him, and lay on the bed with a cold face, "There is no way to take a shower here, so you just do it."

"Well, it's done." Jiang Lin leaned over.

"Did Fu Xizhou give you those shoes?" After finishing, Jiang Lin didn't want to ask him directly.

"It's done, can you leave here, President Jiang." Wang Miao lay on the bed without looking sideways. He was only in charge of selling, and chatting with him was not in his business scope.

"Give it back to him." Jiang Lin's tone was not very good.

"What's the matter with you, are you sick?" Wang Miao suddenly opened all his spines like a frightened hedgehog.

[The author has something to say: Because I was on the way home, I wrote it in a hurry. I basically changed it from the first version of the manuscript. This chapter is very bad, and I will revise it later. 】