Didn't you say it's a fake marriage?

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The crowd gradually dispersed, and someone showed his face.

Wen Li originally thought that the one who was behind the scenes was at least someone he knew.The forum's management backend is encrypted with three layers of passwords, and ordinary people can't break it at all. He still prefers people who were close to him, such as Yan Gu.

However, the person who came was a stranger. He was quite handsome and smiled politely: "First of all, welcome everyone to our meeting, and secondly, I would like to express my sincerest apologies to everyone. I may not be able to attend today as scheduled, but the hotel on this floor is still reserved until twelve o’clock in the evening, and all food and drinks are free, so please feel free. I wish you all a good time.”

Everyone in the room was stunned by what he said, and the chattering noise in the hall was quiet for a few seconds and then became noisy again.

"What's going on here, the boss isn't here today?"

"Is there something to delay? Why don't you tell me in advance, it's a waste of my time."

"If something happens, there's nothing you can do about it. Who doesn't have any emergencies?"

"I'm very sorry." The visitor said, "It was indeed an emergency. Originally, the husband was already on his way, so I missed the appointment with you. If there is a chance next time, the husband will reorganize the situation."

Although everyone was dissatisfied, they only complained a few words.The people present today were here to have fun, and it was a pity not to see the boss, but they still made money by being able to spend a whole day of eating at the Kyoto Hotel for nothing.

Meng Zhu was also dumbfounded. He looked at Wen Li, who was sitting next to him in deep thought, "Boss, what should we do? After waiting for a long time, he died. Could it be that he sensed the clue and ran away? Then he It’s useless to spend a lot of money on this party. It doesn’t make sense, why spend so much money just to start the party.”

"Be rich and self-willed." Wen Li lost interest, since no one came, there was no need for him to wait here any longer.

"Let's go, boss?" Meng Zhu asked him.

"Ah."

"It's not lunch time yet."

Meng Zhu was a little bit reluctant. The consumption of the Kyoto Hotel was not something he could afford as a fresh graduate.Wen Yueyi will come over, and said with a smile: "Take you to another hall to eat, I treat you."

"That's a lot of money."

"It's strange to be here."

The guy who came to pass the message has already slipped away, Wen Li still wants to talk to him, if what he said is true, that's all, I guess he won't be able to ask anything, but if it's false, it's open to question.But when he tried to find someone, he was already out of sight.

Wen Li planned to go to the front desk to rebook the small private room.On the way to the elevator, I was passing the stairwell, the door was ajar, someone was talking on the phone inside, the voice came faintly outside, it sounded like the voice of the messenger.

He had no intention of eavesdropping on other people's phone calls, but what happened today made him a little concerned.Pulling Meng Zhu to stop for a while, when the phone was hung up, Wen Li opened the small door of the stairwell, and the person standing at the corner of the stairs was indeed the messenger of the so-called "Mr."

The man saw him, thought they were going to take the stairs, stood at the corner, and reminded them that there was an elevator a few steps ahead.

Wen Li asked, "Who is your boss?"

The man wondered: "What?"

Wen Li said: "You said it, your husband."

The man suddenly realized: "Oh, this one. I don't know it."

"Don't know?" Meng Zhu yelled, "You don't know your husband? It's rare to see someone address you as Mr., so could it be that this imposter is already an old man?"

"Are you the guests at the party? I'm really sorry, I really don't know each other." The man shrugged, took a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth. One second before the lighter touched the cigarette end, he asked the two of them. : "You don't mind."

"You smoke it, we will leave after a few words with you." Wen Li said.

"Oh, what do you want to talk about?" The man rolled his eyes, and said again: "You two don't look like poor people, we just met by chance, strangers, how much money can we talk for?"

He stretched out his right hand to make a money gesture.

Meng Zhu murmured: "This is in the eyes of money, how grateful your boss is for treating you!"

His voice was low, but the man's ears were sharp, "There is a brother who is worthless and owes gambling debts, and I am earning extra money to pay him back."

Wen Li smiled: "So today is also your part-time job?"

"clever!"

"What are you looking for?"

"You saw it too, just say a few words and leave. Although I'm not a professional actor, but the boss gave me a lot of money, it's just a few words. If it doesn't work, I'll do it too."

"Any other orders?"

"Gone."

"You didn't say the purpose?"

"I did hear that, he said it was—"

"Fishing." A familiar voice came from behind.

Wen Li looked back and found that he was still Yan Gu.

He thought that Yan Gucong had been haunted since he came back, and wandering around him couldn't mean that the old relationship was over, after all, this person had never had "love" for him at all.It made sense to try to get some money from him.

But why did they spend so much effort to organize such a round.

What a waste of money.

"Wen Li, to be honest, the moment I knew wy was you, I was taken aback. But calm down and think about it, it seems that nothing is impossible." Yan Gu came down the stairs, and four people squeezed into the narrow corner suddenly changed. It got a little crowded, "After all, you used to be a very smart person. Many people praised you and said you were a genius. After I went abroad, I was still thinking about it. Why didn't I hear about you anymore? It turns out that you changed I have acquired an identity and become popular online, how about it, are you having fun?"

Wen Li smiled lightly: "Where did you get the face to say these things?"

Yan Gu was not annoyed, the people he hired saw that the situation was not right, took a cigarette butt, and slipped away quietly, the corner became three people again, and it seemed a little more spacious.

"I didn't expect you to have such a great appeal. I shouted on the Internet, and many people came, but it cost me a lot of money." Yan Gu's eyes fell on Meng Zhu, "But I didn't expect You also saw the news, I thought you stopped reading the forum, after all, the original account has been cancelled. Who is this kid, why is there a new man around me every time I see you? "

Wen Li: "How do you know it's me?"

Yan Gu smiled: "I guess, anyway, no matter what the result is, it's not me who suffers."

It's really a good plan.

Wen Li didn't want to argue with this person anymore, right? He asked Meng Zhu to wait for him on the next floor, and when he settled the matter before him, he went down to find him.

Meng Zhu was full of doubts, but he also knew that it was not a good time to ask questions, so he went downstairs without hesitation, and sent a message to ask Li Hualin if he had his sister-in-law's contact information.

Li Hualin's message came back quickly, with a question mark and a question of who your sister-in-law is.

Meng Zhu withdrew the message and replied again, no, is there any contact information for the prince.

Li Hualin sent an emoji of sweating soybeans, boy, you are so brave.But what do you want to contact, Mr. Wen encountered sexual harassment?

Meng Zhu thought about it and thought it was okay, so he replied: I think so.

Li Hualin: Do you have any photos?Send it to me, and let him go bankrupt tomorrow. If you dare to touch our President Wen, you don't want to live anymore!

Meng Zhu: ...The boss let me go first, no photos.

Li Hualin: Unfortunately.Why are you so stupid, don't you know how to take a picture when you leave?Forget it, the number is given to you, but don't worry too much, Boss Wen can solve it by himself.

Meng Zhu: Oh.

After he finished chatting with Li Hualin, he received Cheng Mosheng's contact information. Before he could decide whether to call or not, Wen Li had already come out of the stairwell leisurely.

"Boss, are you okay?" Meng Zhu was very worried.

"It's okay, just chatting for a while, what can I do." Wen Li scratched his head.

"Then we just let that impostor go?"

"Of course not." Wen Li pressed the down button of the elevator, "It's just that the first thing to consider now is the problem of filling the stomach."

"What about counterfeit goods?"

"Let's see tomorrow." Wen Li smiled faintly.

Meng Zhu didn't understand why the counterfeit held such a party until the meal.

"How much does it cost!" Meng Zhu looked at the dishes on the plate, and picked up a piece of shredded cabbage with his chopsticks, "Just this plate of cold cabbage shreds costs nearly 100 yuan. He rented out the entire floor of the hotel, what a prodigal." ah!"

"It's just a swollen face to pretend to be fat. The people who come today, in addition to ordinary people watching the theater, there are also many talents from all walks of life. If these people are won by him, they will be worth a lot more than today's charter."

"Then why did he hire an actor?"

"Of course I'm afraid that it will be embarrassing if I meet you."

"Boss, what is your relationship with him?"

"Well, well... There is a 5000 million arrears in the middle of the relationship between the old and the dead."

"5000 million?! Hey—so much! Then what did you say in the stairwell?"

"I said, let him go bankrupt tomorrow."

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Wen Li didn't say it in a moment of anger. This decision was made after a night of deliberation. Anyway, it is impossible to get 5000 million from Yan Gu. Fortunately, his company is still useful, so it is better to directly sell the company bring it.With careful management, the 5000 million operating net profit can almost be returned after a few years.

Meng Zhu didn't feel that this decision was a little hasty. He wiped the sauce from the corner of his mouth and gave a thumbs up: "Boss is mighty."

Wen Li asked him if he could take a taxi back after dinner, he had someone to see.

Meng Zhu asked smoothly, "Who?"

"Your sister-in-law." Wen Li said.

I don’t know if Cheng Mosheng has adapted to this role, but Wen Yue and Meng Zhu’s daily chats always use "my sister-in-law" and "your sister-in-law" to refer to Cheng Mosheng. Cheng Mosheng’s mood is unknown for the time being, but Wen Yue himself had a good time. .

"Is he eating here too?"

"Well, there is a party."

"Well, since it's like this, I'm not good at making light bulbs, so I took a taxi back."

"Okay, be careful on the road."

After Wen Li paid the bill, the two parted at the door of the private room.Meng Zhu went down to the first floor, Wen Li went up to the ninth floor.

He hummed a ditty, pressed the number 9, the phone rang, and it was Meng Zhu calling.

"Did you forget anything?" Wen Li asked.

"No. Boss, I forgot to ask just now, will the fare be reimbursed?" It's a long way from the hotel to the company.The taxi fare in Kyoto is very expensive.

"I thought it was something. Just take a screenshot of the order and send it to the accountant, and let them reimburse you."

"Boss, can you transfer some money to me first, I only have 20 yuan in WeChat qaq"

"..."

It's only the beginning of the month, so there is no money, this kid won't starve to death in the second half of the month.

Wen Li transferred 20 yuan to someone, but Meng Zhu said at the other end that due to the financial department's reasons, the salary payment date was postponed for two days this month, which led to the situation that the balance was only [-] yuan. "I'll pay you back when the salary is paid, boss." Meng Zhumei hung up the phone happily.

Before Wen Li could say anything, the phone hung up. He was speechless for a while, put the phone in his pocket, and arrived on the ninth floor.

According to Cheng Mosheng, many interns came today, but not many doctors. Everyone at the banquet seldom drank alcohol and used fruit juice instead. To be honest, it was not interesting to eat.It's just that after lunch, there is a performance program carefully choreographed by the interns, and you may be able to take a look.

Seeing the absent-minded colleagues around him, Zhao Xingjun lowered his head and chatted for a while, insisting on leaning over: "Are you talking to Wen Li again?"

"Yeah." He deserved it lightly.

"Why do you have so much to talk about every day? I see that you are usually not a talkative person." Zhao Xingjun muttered.

Cheng Mosheng squinted at him.

Coincidentally, the last sentence on the screen was Wen Yue's reply "I'm on the ninth floor". Zhao Xingjun caught a glimpse of it and said in shock, "Wen Yue is here too?"

"What do you think?" Cheng Mosheng got up and went to see someone.

"I'll see you at noon. I'm not tired. I'm not going back at night." Zhao Xingjun took out his mobile phone sourly and sent a message to his wife, hoping to get a loving kiss from her.

As a result, he just sent a sentence to his wife to kiss, and there were countless kiss expressions in seconds.

Zhao Xingjun thought this was not his wife's style, and then a voice popped out, and he listened closely, it was his daughter speaking into the microphone in a low voice: "Dad, I want to eat ice cream, can you bring some ice cream back after get off work? Well, I love you~"

The old father burst into tears, and immediately replied: Buy, baby, which flavor do you want to eat?

It's a pity that it wasn't the baby girl who replied to him, his wife took back the right to use the mobile phone, and sent three bloody knives: Nuan Nuan just caught a cold, so don't buy it.

Zhao Xingjun said, good wife, can you give me a kiss if you don't buy it?

His wife perfunctorily sent three rows of kiss expressions: Is that enough?

Zhao Xingjun pinched a small tomato and stuffed it into his mouth, hum, who doesn't have a wife.

When Cheng Mosheng went out, someone else asked him, what's the matter?

Cheng Mosheng held his mobile phone and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, it's a private matter. I'll be back later."

Someone else yelled, "Then Dr. Cheng, you have to hurry up, I'll be waiting for you to play games later."

Cheng Mosheng didn't take it seriously, he was just an outsider who was pulled over, if he didn't see that Wen Yue was still there, he would have found an excuse to slip away.So he just smiled and opened the door and went out.

Wen Yue was standing in the corridor, playing with his mobile phone with one hand.It was warm in the hotel, so he took off his coat and put it on the crook of his arm, revealing the white undercoat inside.The bottoming is a half-high collar, loose-fitting. When he lowers his head, the neckline reaches his chin. The midday sunlight from the corridor window blurs his side face, and his hair falls to his shoulders. It may have been uncut for many days, and it is long. up.

Cheng Mosheng thought of the university campus he had dreamed about, beside the aisle of the library, happy people stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, holding a book, lowering their heads and looking down, the fingers pressing the pages of the book were as white as jade, and the afterglow was behind them.

He stepped forward and shouted, "Student Wen."

The young man raised his head, his eyes curved: "Teacher Cheng."

He almost thought it was a real thing, but when he woke up, he found that it was just the beginning of a spring dream that was not worth mentioning every night.The scenes in the dream are varied, some are at home, some are in the hospital, some are at school, and some are in the office of the subsidiary company.

Wen Li, who was leaning against the wall, waved to him, Cheng Mosheng thought, maybe one day the hotel corridor will also fall into a dream.

The so-called emotion is nothing more than that.

The author has something to say: I'm tired, I don't want to write about the scumbag, I want him to go offline as soon as possible!