public affairs

Bright lights make up a bizarre world.

The night has just begun at this time, and this is Vanity Fair with its fatal attraction.

There are plenty of celebrities who are getting ready to party and they're leaving.

Wu Yunkai was pushed to sit on the passenger seat, and before he could recover, the car door was already closed.

This big movement made the nausea in his chest even worse.

He didn't dare to make a big move, and covered his chest, desperately suppressing the nausea.

Although his face was terribly hot, his mind was still clear.

This is a Lamborghini Murciélago LP640... If he vomits on the car, he can't forgive himself! !

"Buckle your seat belt!"

Wu Yunkai couldn't react for a while, but Luo Jue leaned over and stretched out his hand to his waist.

"What are you doing?!...Thank you..."

It was really embarrassing for the two of them to be so close.

"You're welcome." The voice murmured with murky magnetism.

It seems that to take care of Wu Yunkai, the speed of the car is very slow, which is completely inconsistent with the top famous cars with a speed of more than 300 per hour.

After a while, Wu Yunkai felt a little more comfortable, sat up slightly, and turned his head to look at the brilliant night scene outside the car window.

This kind of night stirs every restless heart.

Wu Yunkai couldn't help but said: "I know, you have always looked down on me. From the very beginning, no matter what I do, you are always critical and try your best to mock me and oppose me! I know very well, we don't have to pretend Acting like a family member of a colleague, anyway, I will resign automatically and leave Lihua in a short time anyway....Also, please stop now, I will take a taxi back by myself!"

After drinking, he couldn't hide his words.

What to say!

The car didn't stop at all, but accelerated a little.

Silence permeated, and when Wu Yunkai thought he would not hear any answer, Luo Jue spoke, obviously after a lot of deliberation.

"It's true that although we've known each other for a long time, I don't know much about you. I've heard a lot about you from some friends in the industry, and they describe you as a person who does not do business properly, is self-righteous, and self-righteous. At first I thought you were the same, so I was really not convinced that the head office dispatched you to be the general manager. But after more than four months of getting along, you are actually not that bad. Try your best. Although you are still a little immature in some places, you might as well say that you are timid and afraid of getting into trouble rather than being overjoyed, but you haven't reached the point of resigning yet..."

Wu Yunkai kept listening, and when he heard the repeated derogatory idioms, his face turned half dark.

But when he heard the words that there is no need to resign, he suddenly turned his head and stared at Luo Jue's side. Almost at the same time, Luo Jue turned his face and looked at Wu Yunkai's, with a faint smile on his face, no mocking expression in the past.

Such a smile from the bottom of the heart is a trace of tenderness that melts away the coldness.

For a moment, Wu Yunkai was almost intimidated by such a smile.

...It turns out that Luo Guimian can also be gentle...

Wu Yunkai continued to face the car window in embarrassment.

But in my heart, I tried my best not to have a good impression of Luo Jue.

Don't be fooled, Luo Guimian didn't want him to leave so easily, but wanted him to be replaced with disgrace!

It must be revenge... Yes, revenge for that inexplicable text message, revenge for his general manager who is like an airborne soldier, so don't be soft-hearted, don't believe it!

"Oh, not this way, not this way—"

Luo Jue was extremely puzzled, and the car slowed down: "Aren't you living with your family?"

"Of course not. You drive in the direction of the company, and I live there."

"You live in a dormitory?!" Luo Jue slammed on the brakes.

"Drive better, go faster and slower like this for a while, and I'll spit in your car later, don't blame me!"

"You really live in a dormitory? It's a mess!"

Wu Yunkai sighed: "Did I mention living in a dormitory? Is it possible for me to live in a dormitory? Without a King-level bed, I can't sleep at all! I live in an apartment near the company...it's close to the company."

When it comes to the bed, he really wants to lie down and sleep now, so he must hold on.

Luo Jue frowned and said, "The apartment near the company is still very remote... Are you still suffering?"

Wu Yunkai shook his head, indicating that he didn't want to talk anymore.

As the car drove all the way, Wu Yunkai's complexion became worse and worse, his mouth was tightly pursed, as if he had reached a certain boundary.

Luo Jue had been paying attention to Wu Yunkai, and when he saw his expression, he yelled that it was not good.

Seeing that the place he visited was already a bit remote, he turned from the main road to a smaller street and stopped abruptly.

As soon as the car lock was unlocked, Wu Yunkai rushed to the nearest trash can he saw.

Luo Jue parked the car on the side of the road, sighed, took out a few tissues, and wiped Wu Yunkai's mouth with them.

"How's it going?"

As soon as the tissue was handed over, Wu Yunkai snatched it in his hand.

After vomiting, there were tears and snot, and a few tissues were used up in one go.

"Anymore?"

"In the car—" Luo Jue turned around and saw a few young people surrounding her new car.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a few numbers, but instead of calling out, he just yelled at them: "Stay away from that car, you can't afford it!"

In Luo Jue's words, a pot of water was poured into the oil pan, and the pan was fried on the spot.

Those young people shouted, one kicked the car body fiercely, the other hesitated and kicked the tire.

The other two yelled at Luo Jue.

Luo Jue walked towards them with a livid face.

Who would have thought that without taking a step, someone grabbed his arm, and when he turned around, he saw Wu Yunkai holding him.

"Call the police, there are four of them—"

"Call the police? As long as you call the police, these people will escape. If the car is scratched, they won't be able to pay for it at all, and it's useless to arrest them."

"Then what do you want to do?"

A cruel smile curled up on the corner of Luo Jue's mouth, "I want them all to go to the hospital!"

His fingers had already started to unbutton his coat, and the moment he took off his suit jacket, he threw the clothes behind him.

The pocket of the jacket covered Wu Yunkai's face, and he pulled it off in a hurry, only to find that Luo Jue had already rushed in front of the four of them, with a clenched fist approaching a certain young man's face with the force of thunder.

The momentum is so fierce, it's like an arrow going straight into the enemy's hinterland!

One-to-four was not at a disadvantage at all, and just one punch made the man fall to the ground.

Wu Yunkai was dumbfounded.

The phrase 'don't fight any more' was hard to say.

That ferocious strength and neat skill can never be associated with a handsome 'aristocratic' young man in the upper class.

Suddenly seeing someone who wanted to attack Luo Jue from behind, Wu Yunkai yelled, "Be careful!" ', then rushed forward without thinking, and covered the man's face with a suit jacket.

Suddenly, there was a huge pain in the abdomen, and Wu Yunkai was already kicked to the ground, his eyes turned black.

I felt that the residual sunburn in my stomach was rushing out like crazy.

He turned over with difficulty, put his hands on the ground in a kneeling position, and vomited it out, finally bitter stomach acid.

It didn't take long before he heard groans all around his ears, and he held his shoulders with both hands, and he was forced to lean on a certain shoulder.

"Yunkai, how are you doing?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Wu Yunkai raised his eyes slightly, and saw Luo Jue's worried eyes.

"Where did they hit you? Let me see?"

"I was kicked by someone just now, and it doesn't hurt anymore..." I just pressed my fingers slightly on my abdomen and still felt the tingling pain unbearably.

Luo Jue couldn't help but want to pull up the hem of his clothes.

Wu Yunkai hurriedly broke free and wanted to stand up, but the moment he straightened his body, he wanted to cry out in pain.

Damn, this kick was too hard.

Pressing his abdomen with his hands, he barely stood up straight.

At this time, I looked around and saw the four young men fell on the ground, all huddled together, moaning unceasingly.

On the other hand, Luo Jue's hair was slightly disheveled, and the snow-white shirt was crooked, stained with a little blood, and even the sleeve of the shirt was torn off in its entirety and hung on the elbow, which looked very ridiculous.

But he noticed Luo Jue's arm sharply. There was a tattoo on the bulging muscles? !

"This, what is this?" Wu Yunkai stared at the tattoo strangely, and originally wanted to ask if there would be a fatal accident.

"Oh, this—" Luo Jue raised his arm, facing Wu Yunkai with his upper arm, and said with a smile, "Isn't it very vulgar? Back then, the blue dragon pattern was very popular, and it was so big, but I think it's okay. Didn't get rid of it."

... These don't seem to be the point!

Just imagine, who in this world is most likely to get these tattoos, and also tattoo such a domineering dragon pattern?

Also, the skill in the fight just now is not something that can be practiced on paper.

One punch and one kick are so neat, without any sloppiness!

The way Wu Yunkai looked at Luo Jue changed.

"Why do you have these tattoos? If you go swimming or party, you will be in trouble..."

"When you come out to hang out, there must always be something bluffing."

Luo Jue said indifferently, and then went to pick up the suit jacket that was thrown on the ground. After a certain time, he kicked hard and cursed: "Let you go, you dare to break the ground on the tiger's head! ——You guys What are you looking at!"

He shook his coat and put it on casually.

Passers-by who passed by stopped to watch the excitement, and were yelled at.

Seeing Luo Jue's imposing manner, coupled with the perception that rich people are not easy to mess with, everyone was wise enough to protect themselves and dare not stay.

"Let's go, wait a minute, in case the police come, it's too troublesome."

Wu Yunkai nodded without hesitation.

It's just that he kept thinking in his heart:

How could this posture be the Luo Jue he knew!

The company leader who is meticulous when it comes to business?

The one who shines even at the most luxurious reception?

The one who dined elegantly and courteously?

The person who would smile at him while driving?

Is this the same person?