Haunted by a super flirtatious little milk dog

"Sit obediently in the auditorium when I start the competition," Wen Dong told Gong Cheng worriedly while adjusting his swimming cap, "Don't run around, I can see you."

"I have a lot of competitions today, individual, relay, 50 meters, 100 meters, I will find you when I finish them all, and then we..."

"Okay, okay." Gong Cheng pursed his lips and smiled, raised his hand and gently pressed Ben Tongjiu's lips, signaling him not to be nervous, "I'm fine, I even went to the water world, and I'm still afraid of going to the swimming pool Is it? Besides, I'm just sitting in the auditorium, cheering for my boyfriend, it's fine, don't worry about me, ah."

After Gong Cheng finished speaking, he began to help Wen Dong tidy up his swimming cap and goggles very seriously. Wen Dong seemed to want to give some instructions, but he didn't say anything in the end, he just stood there obediently and let it go. Gong Cheng fiddled with his swimming cap.

"Okay." Gong Cheng finally stuffed all of Wen Dongjiu's hair into the swimming cap, then looked at the handsome boy in front of him with satisfaction, and couldn't help but patted Wen Dongjiu's buttocks, "Go ahead." , Brother Wen, my swimming pool prince, win the championship!"

Ben Dongjiu: ...

Gong Cheng came out of the locker room, followed the direction Ben Dong had told him to find his own location, and found it quite smoothly.

It wasn't because of how conspicuous the position was, but because Zhang Yi, who was next to Gong Cheng's position, saw him first, and had been sitting there waving excitedly at him.

Gong Cheng returned the salute with a smile, and sat in his seat across the crowd.

"Zhang Yi, Brother Sun," Gong Cheng nodded his head and greeted him. Seeing a middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting next to Brother Sun, he guessed that this should be Brother Meng in the later stage that Wendong often mentioned, so he continued, "Brother Meng .”

The three of them also nodded to Gong Cheng.

"Sit." Zhang Yi took Gong Cheng's arm and sat down carelessly, took out a bottle of mineral water from his arms and handed it to him, "Dong will be on stage in a while, do you see the group of little girls below? It's all his cheerleaders."

Gong Cheng looked in the direction of Zhang Yi's finger, and sure enough, he saw that the seats closest to the swimming pool were all young and beautiful TV beauties.

"..." Gong Cheng smiled calmly on the surface, and said in his heart: "The first thing to do when I go back is to buy a one-piece swimsuit for brother Wen, which is tightly wrapped so that only the head, hands and feet are exposed. kind."

"Ahhh!"

"Just Bentong! Just Bentong!"

Suddenly, ear-piercing shouts erupted from the auditorium.

Bentong was wearing black five-point swimming trunks, a black swimming cap, and a pair of flip-flops as he walked from the backstage of the lounge to the competition venue.

As he walked, he turned his head to look at the auditorium, searching for the figure he cared about most among the crowd.

It didn't take much time for Ben Dong to see Gong Cheng who was sitting at the back of the auditorium.

Ben Dong laughed and waved to him.

"Ah..." More violent screams erupted from the auditorium.

Gong Cheng waved his hands up, frowning slightly, wishing to wrap his brother Wen tightly with his own eyes, so that no one could take a second look, only he could see.

Bentong was a professional swimmer when he was a teenager. Now that he is an adult, although his skills and explosive power may be slightly inferior to his previous ones, compared with his TV colleagues who have never received professional training, it is like playing in the water. Bullying.

As expected, Ben Dong won No.1 in all individual events, and he was the last one in the relay race. Although he tried his best to catch up, because his colleagues in front of him pulled down too much, their news team had to win No.2 in the station, but this is also the best result of the news group over the years.

So, when the four young men in the news team taking part in the relay swimming finally put their shoulders together to celebrate their best result in the past years, Zhang Yi, Sun Ge and Meng Ge beside Gong Cheng all stood up excitedly and clapped their hands vigorously. .

Brother Sun's eye circles were even a little red, he leaned his head against Brother Meng, and said loudly: "Old Meng, do you remember when we first entered the stage, we two went to participate in the swimming relay, damn it, we practiced in front of you!" After more than two months, I didn't even make it to the finals, and got fifth!"

Brother Meng nodded, looking at the expression, he also thought of the past: "Yes! In a blink of an eye, we are both middle-aged uncles. Dong is really good. I have swam for so long in the personal event before, and there is still time to participate in the relay. Chasing people with strength, as expected, young people have good physical strength!"

"That's not true!" Zhang Yi interjected, "Look at Dong's figure, with broad shoulders and long arms, a standard swimmer's figure. Just looking at this figure alone, it's impossible for him to be physically weak!"

Gong Cheng listened to the people around him talking, looked at Wen Dongjiu, who had taken off his swimming cap by the pool and was stroking his hair back with one hand, and thought to himself: Then my elder brother Wen must be physically strong, otherwise it would be different from his physical strength. Better me together, how can he stand it?

"Let's go!" Gong Cheng is very proud now, his man won the swimming championship, he is a hundred times more happy than he is not afraid of water and has learned to swim, "I will treat everyone to dinner in the evening and call the news group All colleagues together!"

Same night, same moon.

In the revolving restaurant on the top floor of the HH Hotel, Gong Cheng hosted a banquet for Bentong’s colleagues from the news team who participated in the swimming competition together. The farthest location from Bentong.

In a small restaurant on the edge of the city, Yang Sheng wore a black peaked cap with the brim pressed down very low, and sat in the corner drinking beer.

This small restaurant is not too big, but the business is very good. The dozen or so small tables are almost full of people.The glass sliding door was closed, and the air-conditioning was turned on in the room, mixed with a strong smell of tobacco and alcohol, which made people uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the sliding door was opened, and the strong night wind from outside rushed into the small restaurant along the gap.The person sitting by the door was so blown away that he wanted to sweat.

"Hey, brother, if you want to go in, close the door quickly. My brothers are sitting at the door, and the heat is coming in." A diner sitting by the door saw that the person who opened the door would not come in or go out for a long time, so he went out. Standing at the door like that, letting the hot wind blow in, I couldn't help but say something.

He Zihuai narrowed his eyes, and silently looked at the diners who spoke, his expression was gloomy, and the people watching couldn't help but feel frightened, but soon, he put away that cold and terrifying expression, and put on a humble one smiley face.

"I'm sorry."

After closing the door, He Zihuai went straight to the corner, came to Yang Sheng, opened the stool and sat down.

Yang Sheng raised his eyes and saw that it was He Zihuai who was coming, he smiled hospitablely, and quickly handed over a clean cup and poured beer into it.

"Mr. Xiao He, come, let's have a glass of wine first."

He Zihuai didn't even look at the wine glass, and even the posture of sitting was very vigilant, as if appearing in this small restaurant was enough to make him feel uncomfortable from head to toe.

"This is the last time." He Zihuai said coldly, took out a bank card from his trouser pocket and pushed it in front of Yang Sheng, "There are 500 million in it. Take the money and don't show up again."

Yang Sheng raised his head and downed the beer in the glass with a smile, and the earnest smile on his face gradually faded: "Mr. Xiao He, we agreed, but there is more than this amount."

He Zihuai snorted coldly: "You don't really think that you can use us as an unlimited cash machine in the future after you make that vote, right? Adding the 700 million in the previous two times, what we gave you has completely exceeded The price was initially negotiated. I advise you to be sensible, take the money quietly and disappear."

"Hahaha..." Yang Sheng probably drank a little too much, his cheeks were red, "Mr. He, what are you and Mr. He? You two have such a big company and such a big industry. I ask What is this small amount of money? For you, it is just a little pocket money, right? In order to make that vote, I lost everything, my job, my reputation, and my future. "

"Yes, I'm a rotten person. Even if I die, I'm not worth so much money. But you and Mr. He are different. You are big bosses and upper-class people. Compared with this little money, your reputation and status are worthless." Do you need me to remind you how important it is? You can buy me to shut up for a little money, and you can feel at ease, this deal, how do I think it is a good deal!"

He Zihuai squinted his eyes, looking at the greedy man in front of him through his narrow eyes through the lens, his expression was unpredictable.

"That's right." He Zihuai finally smiled, with the corners of his lips curled up, looking very happy, "Then you keep the money."

Yang Sheng thought that He Zihuai agreed with his statement, and he was overjoyed, so he quickly put the bank card into his arms.Originally, he wanted to talk about the future, but when he thought that he had taken so much money at once, he could go to gamble again, so he resisted not saying anything, just thought, when the money was spent, he would repeat the same trick and ask He Zihuai Just ask for money.

After Yang Sheng received the card, He Zihuai didn't stay any longer, so he got up and left.

After walking out of the small restaurant and getting into the black car parked by the side of the road, He Zihuai took out his mobile phone and calmly made a call.

"It's me," he said in a normal tone, as if he was discussing a business matter without emotion, "you deal with it, do as you said, and when you're done, just take the card away."

Yang Sheng drank two more bottles of beer by himself, and left the small restaurant until he was dizzy from drinking.It was already late at night, and there were almost no people on the road.

He didn't go far, and the humid warm wind outside made him sweat all over.Yang Sheng scolded his mother, lifted the hem of his T-shirt and wiped his sweat, then took out the bank card from his trouser pocket, and looked at it carefully under the dim street light, with a foolish smile on his face.

"You're so fucking stingy, bah! I have so much money and I don't want to spend it to eliminate disasters, I..."

Before Yang Sheng finished his sentence, the silent night sky was pierced by a dull and loud noise, which was the sound of a car hitting his body.

The bright red blood was scattered all over the floor, and the bank card that was not yet warm was thrown far away. Yang Sheng lay on the ground, his eyes were still fixed on the card, and the lines of blood couldn't stop flowing along. The blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, and finally merged into the river of blood on the ground.