ashamed

Even Chu Qing found out that Si Jun went home very frequently in the past two days, basically he couldn't find anyone after work, and he seemed to check in on time and report to work on time, and tried to push away any entertainment he could. It's just a matter of dating, although he himself doesn't mention it too much.

But there are still some bureaus that should be there, especially in their line of work. In private, they always have to drink flowers and wine and entertain themselves physically and mentally in the name of connecting with each other. Men, there are only a few ways for entertainment, and everyone knows it well bright.

This time, a producer is the host, leading an investor like Si Jun and an [-]th-line director. Everyone has a drink and plays with a girl. Even if the relationship between wine and meat is established, it will be all the way in the end. People, it's not a bad thing to put in effort to build a good relationship.

Compared with Chu Qing's kind of workaholic, Si Jun, who is sleek and charismatic, is obviously more suitable for such an occasion. Gong Junye is definitely indispensable. I don't know whose girl this grandson is planning to spoil recently—or maybe Boy, he knows the tastes of friends best. Anyone who has inquired in this circle knows that scumbags with homonyms in these two names are notoriously nasty. Ye is not afraid of being known to others after he has done it. In terms of shameless level, the latter may be slightly better.

The gentlemen in the box seemed to know what they were doing, and they had called a few little-known art students ahead of time. It was very likely that the young girls hadn't stepped out of school yet, but their manners were already quite sophisticated. , came up and poured wine for Si Jun with a smile, and sat down directly next to his arm.

"President Si, our boss said that you are a distinguished guest. I haven't seen any big scenes, so don't take offense. Come, let me toast you first."

Si Jun said in his heart, drink a dick, this time I will be a dog if I have sex after drinking.

In the absence of the mentality of having ghosts in his heart and abandoning himself, Si Jun's drinking capacity is still good.

Although the little girl next to him was diligently persuading her to drink from the beginning to the end, the meaning of rebellion was not so obvious, he still could control himself not to be dazed by a few sweet words, and he couldn't make the little girl's face ugly when she hit a wall.

When Si Jun was young, he was also a man with a good face, even though this kind of vanity would seem like shit after many years, coupled with the instigation of his domineering personality, it is common for him to rely on himself to be superior and not let others step down; But when he got older, while he knew how to lower his posture, he no longer fought for those superficial skills, and he also knew how not to refute the face of others. From another perspective, it can be regarded as a kind of accumulated habit thoughtful.

He swirled his fingers around the rich liquid in the wine glass, the light above his head was like a dream, and the girl's soft body cuddled up to him. This kind of life has been going on for more than 20 years. Fame, wealth, power, and the strong wind have all become the sweetness in the memory. poison.Now they are brought before his eyes again, tempting him to take another sip, just a small sip, how wonderful it is to be drunk, but he can only sit there with his body tense, thinking over and over again the heart-wrenching truth of being hacked to death pain.

Only pain can make people wake up.

The little girl wrapped her arms around his waist, her childish face was between green and mature, and she was as coquettish as a budding flower. She looked at the man's eyes that were extremely dark among the colorful colors around him, and there was a smile in her eyes. It's a subtle coldness.

But his expression was convincingly gentle. She lit a cigarette for him, and his hands were placed behind her back, passively showing a gesture of hugging, but there was no further movement, and he was even a little indifferent.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, outlined a slightly reserved smile, and shook his vibrating mobile phone towards her, "Excuse me, I'll answer the call."

Then very naturally got up and left.

Si Jun left the card players in the room and walked out to the corridor outside the private room.

There were still a few old men with their girlfriends in their arms walking crookedly at the door. He leaned against the wall to make way for him, and cleared his throat before connecting, "Hello?"

"Mr. Si, it's me."

"Tongtong?" He almost changed his tone completely different from before, "What's the matter?"

"Sorry, Mr. Si..." The environment over there didn't seem to be very suitable for talking, and Tong Youming's voice was mixed with the annoying hustle and bustle of the street: "I forgot to bring my door card and keys when I went out today."

"sorry for bothering you."

Si Jun smiled, "It's okay."

When he was on the phone, he was not standing so straight, with one hand close to his body in the pocket of his trousers, and his weight on one foot. Hearing this, he leaned up and glanced through the glass door that opened and closed at the back, "You Where exactly are you now?"

"I'm about to turn at the Sixth Avenue intersection."

Si Jun pondered for a moment, changed the thumb and middle finger of his left hand to hold the cigarette, and lightly dusted the cigarette ash with his index finger, "Now you can walk about 300 meters to the east and you will see a nightclub. It's quite close. I'll wait for you at the door."

Tong Youming opened his mouth, but finally listened to him finish.

"I'll go home with you when I'm done entertaining here."

When Tong Youming heard what he said, all kinds of guesses and associations flashed in his mind.

He has never seen what the life circle of a person like Si Jun looks like in detail, so he doesn't look forward to it, but he has some unintentional thoughts, such as spending money and drinking extravagantly?Thinking about it further, it becomes such a strange idea of ​​occupational diseases as "we must remind Si Jun to pay attention to the three highs in the body"...

After a few steps, he arrived at the place. Now is the time when business is booming. Countless well-dressed men and women passed by him. He saw Si Jun standing at the door. Even in the crowd, he was the type to attract attention. , her hair was disheveled by the night wind, and a little of her forehead hair fell on the peak of her eyebrows.

He waved his hand at him, the movement was that kind of happy frequency, for some reason, when a man was in front of him, he was always a little childish for his age, so he also smiled, "I won't forget to bring the key next time, I promise. "

"It doesn't matter." The man took his shoulders and walked in, "It's best that you forget every time, and call me to pick you up pitifully."

"...It's not very pitiful, please don't make up your mind, Mr. Si."

"Anyway, you're here."

Si Jun twisted his fingers from the other side of his shoulder to his chin, bringing his ear close to his lips. "I'm relieved that you're here."

However, before he could push open the door of the private room with his outstretched hand, the door was pulled open by Gong Junye from the inside, and the three of them looked at each other.

Fortunately, Mr. Gong has seen the world, he doesn't need to judge or analyze what he sees, he calmly greeted the young man beside Si Jun, "Hi."

Then he shook his head at Si Jun with a face full of hatred, "If you can't see it for a while, go find a man..."

"……roll."