Rarely affectionate

"Professor Shrry invited you to attend the morning reading meeting at nine o'clock in the morning. There will be a big class at ten o'clock. At noon, we have arranged to have lunch with Mr. Rose Thorne, Mr. Tijuana, Mr. Matamoros and other members Gathering. At two o'clock in the afternoon, we will meet with three vice presidents of the company and listen to reports, and we will also arrange a meeting on summarizing investment projects."

Lang Bai picked up the black thick woolen coat from the back of the chair at the breakfast table, and asked without looking back, "What about evening?"

Mo Fang's notepad turned a page, "You have two hours to arrange private time in the evening. You have booked to play billiards with several police inspectors' family members last week. Mr. Rose Thorne will also attend. In addition A couple of chicks will be there too, and the personal stylist's advice is taped to your car window."

Lang Bai strode out of the door of the apartment, suddenly turned his head and stared at Mo Fang seriously.

"Don't call those well-known ladies chicks next time, but Miss. I don't want to pay the price of sacrificing your appearance for your unrestrained speech."

The severe winter is coming to an end soon, and some beautiful and freezing girls even put on short skirts and stockings early. In the warmer courtyard, pear trees are already blooming.Yet Lang Bai still wears trousers and a coat, even though he only walks the few minutes from the apartment door to the parking lot every day.

Whether it's an apartment, a school, or his private office in the American branch, wherever he is, the heating is turned on to over [-] degrees. Otherwise, there is no heat in his whole body, his skin is pale and bloodless, and his fingers are cold. Not like a living person.

The personal stylist once advised him to make an appointment with a health care doctor, but the little prince of the Yuan family didn't have the time at all.He has a full schedule every day, his time is like a big square, and countless small square-shaped official duties fill his life, so full that there is no gap left.

In fact, even if Lang Bai wanted to turn down some jobs, he couldn't do it.The day he came back from Hong Kong, Ike?Tijuana could not wait to snatch him away from the school - the young master of the Mexican underworld family has just started to take over the family business. If Lang Bai does not return to the United States, he will be crushed alive by the pile of documents in his office died.

Langbai's life is not so much a war as a production line running at full capacity.Mechanical, precise, and cold, it doesn't stop for a second.He has lunch, dinner, and even breakfast with different people every day, and deals with customers or suppliers from different countries. Sometimes, before he even gets up, the living room outside is already full of subordinates who want to see him.

One morning in early spring, he spent an unprecedented 10 minutes in the cloakroom, and then called his assistant: "Throw out all my formal clothes and replace them with new ones, reduce my waist by an inch, and increase the length of my trouser legs by half an inch. I It will be next week."

Mo Fang congratulated him: "You have successfully taken one step closer to death, congratulations."

Lang Bai snorted: "Why don't you say that I have successfully earned an extra salary for you? If I go bankrupt, I will drive you out to sleep on the street first, just wait."

In any case, the most difficult end of the year is finally over.In the early days of Christmas, all the work of the US branch was completed, and it went smoothly.At the beginning of the new year, from the vice president to the interns, every employee in the company gave generous bonuses, and everyone showed great loyalty and enthusiasm for the new young president.

This situation was so smooth that everyone was surprised. You must know that the US branch belonged to the eldest prince Yuan Xiao before, and Lang Bai had never been in touch with many jobs.

He was able to seize the power of the company so quickly, which shocked the entire Yuan family.

In this case, eating is no longer an enjoyment for Lang Bai, but a process of simply replenishing energy.The short half hour of lunch is extremely important to Lang Bai. Many people who have not been in contact with each other for a long time often get acquainted with each other after lunch.Some people who usually want to meet but have never had the chance, if they can have a meal together face to face, the effect will be better than two hours of polite conversation at a formal reception.

So when Lang Bai felt a little unwell at noon, he gave up the idea of ​​taking a nap, and still rushed to attend the Skull and Bones meeting.

Although he was sitting in the garden full of flowers, Lang Bai was drowsy. The warm wind in early spring made him feel chilly all over his body, and his mind seemed to be filled with a stone, so heavy that he couldn't lift his head.

"Ah Bai, you look very ugly." Ike said while cutting the fish steak.

"I have a little fever."

"Yes, it's spring."

"...Let me say, classmate Ike," Lang Bai couldn't help but sighed, "I just have a normal fever, it's not the same as what you think, okay? I'm a respiratory infection caused by the decline of normal human immunity And fever, can you stop looking at me with the life habits of a estrous star?"

"What is a estrus star? I am a normal earth person! Those from the frigid star have no right to say that about me!"

Ike was triumphant, Lang Bai could only turn his head in frustration.

"But your complexion is really ugly. Do you want me to call a doctor? The blonde doctor I brought from Mexico, she usually only wears a low-cut lace top in a white coat. If you ask her to give you an injection ..."

"Then you can book a funeral for Lang Bai." Ross Thorn came over, lifted Ike from the chair and threw him aside in a gesture that could not be refused, and then turned to Lang Bai: "Your face is very ugly, at night Do you still go to the pool club?"

"go."

"Because all the beautiful daughters of federal court judges are here?"

"Because the Federal Court judge himself made an appointment for me for two hours from [-]pm to [-]pm."

"Ah? What are you doing? Recruiting a son-in-law?"

"You were infected with the estrus virus by Ike." Lang Bai threw the small silver spoon to the edge of the black tea cup, and said with a ding: "He wants to connect with some smugglers through me, you know, from the underworld The friendship of the world is an important guarantee for his successful election for the next justice."

"He asked for your support too?"

"Of course."

"Then you promised him?"

Lang Bai smiled with a very innocent look: "What do you think?"

Rose Thorne also laughed, "A person like you who is good at expressiveness must not have given him a [-]% guarantee. Only those who promise you the best benefits will get your support, right? Your personality is really dangerous. .”

"Nonsense, I'm just being cautious when choosing friends." Lang Bai retorted gently, "I'm a timid and kind person."

Ross Thorn sneered, and before he had time to say anything, Lang Bai stood up from the carved stone table: "I'm leaving, I'm going to the company for a meeting in the afternoon, and I'll call you first in the evening—"

Before he could stand upright, suddenly his eyes turned black, and the ground was shaking, and then his body went limp and he fell down slumped.

Ross Thorn suddenly stood up: "Lang Bai!"

With a loud bang, Bai knocked over the teacup, and the black tea quickly soaked his hand on the table.The cold liquid made him recover a little bit of sanity, but his hands and feet felt weak, his mind was dizzy, and his stomach cramps made him want to vomit.

Several friends who were close to him immediately gathered around: "Ah Bai! Are you alright?"

"Call a doctor, hurry up and call the doctor!"

"...No, it's okay." Lang Bai stood up slowly while holding the table, his face drenched in cold sweat was very pale, "I felt dizzy for a while... probably didn't sleep well at night."

Rosethorne grabbed one of his hands from the table, resting his fingertips on the pulse of his wrist, and said after a few seconds, "You have a premature heartbeat."

"...Didn't sleep well." Lang Bai closed his eyes and waved his hand: "Don't worry, you'll be fine after taking a rest in the afternoon."

Ross Thorn didn't insist, let go of his hand, and stared at him thoughtfully.

In the beginning of spring, it is easy to get infectious diseases. Colds and fevers are trivial things, and it is not worth making a fuss about.But Lang Bai has become too thin this winter, and the bones on his wrists are sticking out.

It feels a little fragile and even brittle to the touch.

Lang Bai's body is very different from his Skull and Bones friends.These Caucasian young people who grew up eating beef don’t need to wear thick coats to survive the winter, even if they catch a cold occasionally, they can get over it without taking medicine.But Lang Bai's physique is too weak, and a small problem that is ignored by others will become a big problem for him.

Ross Thorne is just a little weird.Isn't Lang Bai's powerful father omnipotent?How could he allow his most beloved youngest son to be so busy and even sick from overwork?

How could there be so much work that Lang Bai needs to do? Did something happen to the Yuan family?still……

Ross Thorn obviously didn't know the complicated situation between the Yuan family father and son. He didn't know that if Lang Bai wanted to be lazy, he could leave the work to his father.

Yuan Cheng would be more than happy to do it for him, but Lang Bai was unwilling.

When meeting with the vice president of the company in the afternoon, Lang Bai had difficulty sustaining his sober mind, and had to be gently woken up several times by his subordinates.The vice presidents knew that the little prince was in poor health at a glance, so they hurriedly finished the report, respectfully took their leave and left.

Lang Bai barely slept for half an hour, and was woken up by his assistant before the meeting. When he woke up, his whole body was hot, his face was unexpectedly rosy, and he was completely different from his usual pale and indifferent appearance.

He coughed a few times, but he felt his whole body limp and weak to cough, and his saliva was streaked with blood. He didn't know whether his mouth or throat was burnt.

The lady assistant was terrified while watching: "Bai, Young Master Bai, why don't you notify me to postpone the meeting, even if it is postponed for an hour, you can sleep for a while..."

"What about the work after an hour? Where can I push it?" Lang Bai carefully wiped the corners of his lips with a handkerchief, his voice was a little hoarse from the heat, but he was very calm, "——Give me a cup of fortifier, and add another tube glucose."

"Yes Yes!"

The biggest gain that Langbai got from the health care doctor this winter is a cup of fortified nutrients every morning to maximize the mobilization of body functions and quickly supply the body with nutrients.That small cup of light red liquid is to Lang Bai what blood is to vampire bats, it can be called the water of life.

Mo Fang was horrified by this unreasonable way of eating. For a long time, he thought that what Lang Bai drank every morning was blood...

"You still insist on going to see the Chief Justice today? Another day!" Mo Fang couldn't help but persuade him.

Lang Bai shook his head: "You also called him 'Your Excellency', so you should be very clear about what he means to us."

"but……"

"Don't let go," Lang Bai interrupted him, his voice was hoarse and unquestionable, "You know how important this meeting is to me. I couldn't match up with senior government officials of this status before. For me For my father or Yuan Xiao, it may be very easy to meet them, just find a high-ranking friend to get on the line, but for me, it is as unattainable as a floating cloud in the sky."

"..." Mo Fang was also silent.

"I'm going to persuade him to provide me with political support. If I reach a deal with them, I will be much tougher when I talk to the Yuan family." Lang Bai paused, seeming a little happy, and his pale face was vaguely So ugly: "This winter is so sad, I finally embarked on the path of advancement, how can I just give up this rare opportunity?"

"...But Lang Bai," Mo Fang called his name in a low voice, seeming a little sad, "Yuan Xiao and the others may be able to rise one meter with a little effort, but you need to spend more than ten times the effort to achieve the same height." Are you going to fight him like this? Then again, the room for ascension is infinite, and the road is never ending. This behemoth was dragged to death on the way!..."

There was silence in the carriage, and rows of street lamps flew past outside the window, leaving fleeting lights in the darkness.

"...Then until I die." Lang Bai said softly.

Mo Fang turned his head abruptly, only to see his thin side profile, which outlined an ambiguous outline under the car window.

The most high-ranking dignitaries in the society gathered in the billiards clubhouse. The distinguished princes and young masters talked and laughed with smiles on their faces, and the skirts of the ladies exuded fragrance.Under the bright crystal chandelier, the makeup on Lang Bai's face was natural and soft, making him look gentle and polite, and his pale and haggard face could not be seen at all.

Just as scheduled, when the princes and buddies were still vying to perform for the favor of the famous lady, Lang Bai had already received a private invitation from the judge. The two enjoyed black tea in the warm and luxurious tea room and had a drink. Played a few bridge cards.

According to the words of the justice afterwards, this meeting was almost a meeting between an old fox and a young fox. The content of the discussion was nothing more than the division of the two sides' territory and how to exchange interests in the future.

Of course, friendship is very important, and on this point, His Excellency abided by the motto of the underworld - "Friendship is a strong line of defense".He believed that through this meeting he had made a young and bright friend and won an important friendship.

From Lang Bai's point of view, he respected the unspoken rules of the political arena, and always put the cornerstone of friendship above interests.He signed a huge check on the spot as the next election fund of His Excellency, and His Excellency gratefully accepted it.

This is not acceptable to Bai, if he succeeds in the election, then Lang Bai will be rewarded several times in terms of economy, status, policy, social prestige...etc.It can be said that compared with the Hong Kong political arena, Lang Bai has more gaps to exploit in the American political arena where the three powers are separated, and he is also more comfortable.

The original two hours were not enough, they talked all the way into the night, and it was past one o'clock when Lang Bai got up to leave.

Your Excellency is still full of ideas, but Lang Bai's body can no longer hold on.Although he was still smiling, the cold sweat on his forehead had soaked his hair, and his face was very haggard. When he stood up, he even staggered and almost fell down.

"This old man is too wordy. Will people be very nagging when they are old? Will Dad become like him in the future..." Lang Bai thought so.

"This kid's body is too weak, isn't it true that he won't die young if this continues? If he dies suddenly, will the rest of the Yuan family stand by my side like him..." His Excellency thought so.

The meeting ended in a warm atmosphere. When they shook hands, both of them were full of enthusiasm, and there was no way to see how they were complaining in their hearts.

When Lang Bai came out, the gathering in the billiards club outside was about to end. Ike and the others almost had other arrangements, and several beautiful chicks also raised their proud noses, each holding the suitor's arm.Ross Thorne was still standing at the gate, as if waiting for his driver, and when he saw Lang Bai coming out, he laughed: "Hi! Are you done talking?"

Lang Bai leaned against the door, nodded slightly, and did not speak.

"Make a good deal!"

Lang Bai closed his eyes and nodded again.

The night wind blew slowly, the neon lights reflected the night sky, the street in front of the club was very empty, a few cars in the distance slowly drove out of the parking lot, the light from the headlights swept across, and the darkness quickly returned.

Lang Bai leaned against the glass door, he probably came out in a hurry, he didn't wear a coat, only a thin shirt was wrapped around his body.His face was so ugly that he was even breathing weakly. He looked pitifully weak, as if he would shatter if he touched it.

Rossthorn held a cigarette in his hand, but did not smoke, his eyes were dimmed by the smoke.

At this time, Lang Bai moved slightly, leaning on the wall and barely stood up: "My car is here."

He took a step forward, and just as he passed by, Rose Thorn reached out and patted him on the shoulder: "Hey, you..."

But following his slap, Lang Bai suddenly raised his hand to cover his mouth, and then coughed twice.

Ross Thorn suddenly felt that something was wrong, and when he took a closer look, he was startled!

I saw a few drops of red liquid oozing from between the fingers of Lang Bai covering his mouth - he actually coughed up a mouthful of blood!

"Hey! What's going on? Ah Bai! Wake up!"

Lang Bai failed to answer, he collapsed before he even had time to say a word...

Rosethorne grabbed him.