Terrorist attacks

Qiao Yi put down the towel, and Lin Xin kept some distance away from him, glanced at him, then quickly turned around and walked straight forward.

He quickly opened the bathroom door, intending to go out, and saw two black men, one on each side, guarding the door.

Lin Xin's hand gradually slipped off the doorknob and closed the door again.

Qiao Yi came over, hugged him from behind, put his hands casually around his waist, tightened them slowly, turned his head, and said in a low voice: "I haven't finished talking, don't rush away."

Lin Xin chuckled lightly before saying:

"Hurry up if you want to talk, there are still people coming in outside, so what's the matter with blocking the door."

Qiao Yi didn't respond to him, and just put his face close to him, rubbed against him lightly, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the intimacy of their skin-to-skin contact.

Lin Xin was also silent, they were too close, and their noses were touching, which was hard to describe.

It took a long time for Qiao Yi to speak:

"Go out later, sit in the back, I'll ask someone to turn up the temperature of the air conditioner, your body is very cold."

Lin Xin was noncommittal, Qiao Yan put his hands on his face, lingering back and forth.

Finally let him go, straightened his slightly messy collar, reached out to open the door, and left first.

Lin Xin watched him go, went back to the pool, and repeatedly flushed water on his face to regain consciousness.

When he returned to the venue, Qiao Yisheng was still sitting at the end and didn't even look at him. The stage was at the climax, and he was very focused on it.

Lin Xin paused, settled down, walked straight, returned to his seat just now, and sat down.

Lin Xin didn't know when the bidding ended. Finally, his friend pulled him to stand up and said, "Let's go, Lan Kwai Fong. I have something to discuss with you."

When Lin Xin turned around, he had already almost left.Subconsciously looking at the back row, Qiao Yisheng was gone.

He nodded to his friend:

"Old Guo, let's go."

Lin Xin took Lao Guo's car and drove all the way to Lan Kwai Fong. When he was about to arrive, he suddenly asked him: "Old Guo, why didn't you perform well in today's bidding?"

The other party smiled and waved his hand:

"When it comes to the bidding meeting, you don't necessarily have to bid, don't you think? For some things, you usually need to spend more time to get twice the result with half the effort."

Lin Xin immediately understood what he meant:

"Come to win a relationship?" He laughed after he finished speaking. He doesn't like to socialize, but he is quite talented in eating with him.

After the car was parked, Lin Xin followed Lao Guo into the box, two or three people were sitting, one was an official, the national tax authority, Lin Xin had an impression of him, he had a high position and authority, and the other was also the boss of a big company, It is judged every year, and the rest, I don't know.

Lao Guo greeted all around, Lin Xin sat down, and someone came in again, Lao Guo turned his head and took a look, and immediately went up to him: "You are finally here, we are all waiting."

The visitor was middle-aged, he didn't speak, but nodded slightly to the others.

Lao Guo asked him to sit at the top, and he smiled:

"The president is right outside, I'm sitting here, what should he do?"

When Qiao Yisheng came in, Lin Xin had a mouthful of vegetables in his mouth and was about to swallow. When he looked up, he saw him. Before he had time to chew, he was careless. With a glass of wine, he blushed in anxiety, stared straight at Qiao Yi, unable to speak, and kept coughing. After a long time, he groped for the teapot on the table, poured a cup of tea, and swallowed the contents in his throat. I was so choked that the corners of my eyes were wet, and I drank several more sips of water before calming down a little.

Turning around, Qiao Yisheng was standing next to him, looking straight at him, and handing him a handkerchief: "What's wrong with you? Slow down."

Lin Xin didn't answer, wiped his eyes vigorously with the back of his hand, and didn't look at him.

Lao Guo, who had been following him all the time, was surprised:

"You two know each other?"

Before Qiao Yisheng could speak, Lin Xin rushed to say:

"Where, this gentleman saw that I was suffering, so he kindly helped me. But this handkerchief is so expensive, I dare not accept it, and I can't afford to repay it if I spoil something good."

Lao Guo didn't care, arranged a seat for Qiao Yisheng, changed the wine and changed the menu after busy work, and then introduced them one by one. When it was Lin Xin's turn, Qiao Yisheng said: "You are very similar to a friend of mine. He also likes to joke."

Lao Guo immediately picked up:

"Don't look at him not talking, the lawyer was born, and the jokes are slippery."

Qiao suppressed his voice and looked at Lin Xin:

"Coincidentally, he is also a lawyer."

Lin Xin didn't speak, turned his face away, and lowered his head to eat.Qiao Yisheng refused to take the seat, so he found a seat next to him.

Lin Xin glanced at him, hesitated to speak.

Lao Guo began to exchange pleasantries:

"I didn't expect that Mr. Williams could speak Chinese so well. I heard that you were outside the box, and I was really nervous and apprehensive. If I communicate with you in English, my illiterate must be exposed, and I have to ask Xiao Lin to translate at the same time."

Qiao Yi stared at Lin Xin for a long time before saying:

"I am also half Chinese. I lived in Beijing when I was a child, so why can't I speak Mandarin. This time I came back, and the changes are not small. I still remember the cultural center next to Wangfujing when I was a child. Now it has been demolished. Some old people may be hard to find. gone."

Lin Xin really raised his head and glanced at him. Old Guo Zhangluo set up wine and set dishes, and then followed him: "That place, I know, I went there when I was a child, alas, it's annoying, parents force me to study art, look at me It smells like copper money, where is the artistic cell, it’s really tossed, and it’s so good! It’s not pleasing to the eye. Didn’t Xiaolin stay for a while later, that’s a real kung fu. It can wake you up when you fall asleep.”

Qiao Yisheng and Lin Xin were already close to each other, but the table was too big and the surroundings were loose. At this time, when he wanted to talk to him, he lowered his voice, and the people next to him couldn't hear him at all: "You can play the piano? I really want to hear it. I must have practiced it." many years."

Lin Xin kept chopsticks, wiped the sauce on his mouth, stretched out his fingers to wipe it clean, and flatly refused: "I don't play well, I can't catch others' ears, and I haven't practiced for a long time. You can listen to it elsewhere."

Several other people at the table began to talk about various current economic conditions. Qiao Yi also chatted a few words, and threw Lao Guo a big case. Everyone in the table would benefit from it, so he naturally smiled.

Lao Guo was even flattered. When he first heard that Qiao Yisheng was here, he was just surprised. Although this restaurant is high-end, it is a remote place after all.

Cautiously followed Qiao Yisheng's assistant to find him, thinking that he must have something important to do, how could he value his group of people.

With the mentality of giving it a try, he actually invited this giant Buddha here. Lao Guo himself also felt incredible, and now he can't take it easy.

Lin Xin sneered:

"Old Guo, you are overthinking your capabilities. This case needs to be accepted, and many aspects of your company need to be improved."

Lao Guo didn't expect him to stumble at this time, he was so angry that his teeth were itchy, and he couldn't get into a fit, so he kept trying to apologize to Qiao: "Xiaolin knows this very well, if there is any deficiency, he will correct it in time, our company will correct it in time. It must be improved.”

Qiao Yi remained silent, picked up a piece of fish and put it in a bowl, carefully picked out the fishbone, checked it again, then handed it to Lin Xin, and put it on the side of his bowl involuntarily.

Lin Xin glanced around. Although no one was paying attention, he was still embarrassed, and he couldn't return the things to avoid attracting more attention, so he had to bear it and ate in silence.

Halfway through the meal, the conversation was in high spirits, Lao Guo was dancing and talking, Lin Xin suddenly stopped him, said hello and wanted to leave.

Of course Lao Guo refused, and asked:

"Are you leaving now? Well, you came here in my car, and it's inconvenient to go back, or we'll go back together after the waiting meeting is over, and I'll take care of you." After speaking, he winked again.

Lao Guo is a fine individual, and people from all walks of life come from different sides. Although Lin Xin doesn't like to socialize, Lao Guo guesses that he will not fail to see the identity of the people next to him.

Lin Xin thinks about it, it's really inconvenient to take a taxi here, and he's not full yet, so there's no need to suffer this, as long as the person next to him doesn't exist.

I had no choice but to sit down again, not looking at him, and eating my food in silence.

Who knew that he was restless again, secretly moved his hand over, grabbed Lin Xin's left hand, and asked, "You don't feel well, why do you want to leave?"

Lin Xin was shocked, and tried to shake it away, but it didn't work, so he had to lower his voice and say, "You let go, whether I go or not, has nothing to do with you."

After speaking, he raised his eyes and looked around, trying to keep his expression as calm as possible, not to miss any flaws.

At this time, Lao Guo looked over and asked him something, Lin Xin had no choice but to turn his head, listen to him carefully, think for a while, and give him an answer.

As soon as he said a few words, he felt something was wrong. It turned out that Qiao Yisheng was even more aggressive. He put Lin Xin's hand on his knee, supported it with his right hand, turned Lin Xin's palm upwards, and gently drew a circle on it with his left hand.

Lin Xin felt itchy and couldn't speak, so he could only pause for a while before continuing, fearing that Lao Guo and others would notice something unusual.

Qiao Yi refused to let go, and put on his wrist again, and moved in all sensitive places. Lin Xin was extremely impatient, but he didn't like to have a seizure.

The high-ranking official sitting across the table also took up the conversation, and finally the eyes of several people moved away from him for a while. Before Lin Xin could let go of his heart, Qiao Yi lowered his head and kissed him lightly on the palm of his hand, wet Lu's dexterous tongue kept wandering, Lin Xin trembled slightly, Lao Guo turned his head, saw Lin Xin's expression was wrong, and asked him: "Did you have a fever two days ago and feel uncomfortable, so you want to leave?"

Lin Xin shook his head, but couldn't speak again. Qiao Yi put his hands under the table and clasped Lin Xin tightly, flirting with each finger at will, refusing to let go.

He turned his face to look at Lin Xin, and said seriously:

"Since Lawyer Lin is not feeling well, he can't go alone."

Lin Xin didn't speak, he held his hand, and gave up struggling, following Qiao Yisheng's toss.

Picking up food with a calm demeanor, drinking, or talking a few words with the people around, just temporarily let go of the left hand, it doesn't matter.

Qiao Yisheng let go of his hand quickly, and Lin Xin took it up, his palm still slightly wet.

He lowered his eyelids, not looking at Qiao Yisheng.

Like a child who has been wronged, subconsciously put his left hand behind his back, thinking about it, he also finds it funny, and then takes the most prominent position in the front.

He was scolded by his father since he was a child, saying that he had no rules when eating, and he only used one right hand, and his left hand made all kinds of unimaginable movements, but he didn't know how to hold the bowl.

Lin Xin has never been more like a well-behaved elementary school student than now. He has carried out his father's teachings so thoroughly: earnestly embrace the delicate and lovely celadon bowl with both hands, as if someone will snatch it away if he is not careful.

Both of his hands were placed in front of the stage. Of course, Qiao Yisheng couldn't get any closer, he could only watch but not touch.

He laughed, it was really inappropriate for Lin Xin to make such a move, he overestimated his patience.

He rarely saw Lin Xin like this.For Qiao Yisheng, this was too tempting, and it was simply a protracted tug-of-war.His heart was also cut in half, one half for him to be calm and self-restraint, and the other half for him to do whatever he wanted.

Qiao Yi turned his head sideways, picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a shrimp, removed the head of the shrimp, peeled off the shell, and put it into Lin Xin's bowl: "Eat more, I'll peel it for you."

Lin Xin had a headache, intermittently, and the blue veins on his forehead were throbbing faintly.

This time Lao Guo found out and couldn't help shouting:

"Mr. Williams, you are...my friend can't afford it, so don't worry about it." Almost trembling, he leaned over and asked Lin Xin in a low voice: "Do you know him? You know who he is, so you can feel at ease?"

Lin Xin couldn't laugh or cry, he couldn't speak, so he simply kept silent, but Qiao Yisheng said at this moment: "You should be sincere to your friends. Lawyer Lin and I hit it off right away, and I sincerely treat him as a friend." A smooth shrimp.

He turned his head again and looked at Lin Xin:

"Try it and see how it tastes."

Under the watchful eyes of the table, Lin Xin ate all the shrimp in the bowl, and then he was done.