Slag

After that, there was no news from Han Qiushi for several days, and all the calls received were the same "shut down".

Lin saw Han Lin's attitude and heard "it's not a big deal" from Han Qiushi's mouth, so he was relieved.If he couldn't get in touch, it could only mean that the stalemate was still there, or that Han Qiushi was free, and he just didn't want to contact him.

People have time to think wildly when they are free. To avoid this, Lin Jian continued to keep himself so busy that his feet never touched the ground.

Today, the clouds are thick and the cover is tight, and there is no sunlight.The sky in Pingcheng is rarely so overcast and overcast, and the people under the clouds are also looking bad, and the aura around them is sluggish.

Lin Jian had to run around during the day, and drink with him at the wine table at night. After drinking and coaxing him to be happy, the project was slowly settled.

Wei Chengfeng has been watching over there. The company has formed several project teams for this project, and among them is a group that gathers elites under the name of Shu Yi who is far away in the UK.

The progress over there has been very fast, and some people have met Lin Jian on it.The result is clear at a glance, Lin Jian is indeed no match for these experienced old fritters who have been in business for many years.

The first two days were the final exam days of Han Qiu's period. Lin Jian drove around his school a few times, trying his luck, which was almost impossible for a person like him who was born with unlucky luck.

Then it didn't happen.

Ten p.m.

The night has completely enveloped the city, and the lights are still barely enough for the night.

Lin Jian had only been sitting at the wine table for half an hour, and he already realized that Shu Deyuan probably deceived him this time.

He boasted that he could drink a lot, but he wasn't bragging. He had been drinking with friends all these years, and he was always the one who sent others home.

The previous few wine tables were no exception. Even if one person drank three, he could persist until the matter was finished.

Tonight, just half an hour.The opposite party said haha ​​and avoided talking about the key points, and kept pouring a glass of wine.

Lin Jian didn't know how much he had drunk, but he felt something was wrong with his body.He doesn't like the feeling of being drunk, so he is also very sensitive.

"Come on, Xiao Lin. Have another drink with Mr. Xu!"

Lin Jian wanted to talk about the matter while he was still sober, but the opposite was followed by a sentence: "I'm happy with the wine, what's the matter?"

He can only continue to drink with him.

Drinking cup after cup, even if you are not drunk, you can't stand it anymore.

"Sorry, go to the bathroom."

After Lin Jian said hello and left the private room, he hurried to the bathroom.

Passing by a private room with the door not closed tightly, he vaguely heard some familiar voices, but he is a bit drunk now, maybe he is hallucinating?So it didn't matter.

An hour later, Lin Jian vomited in the toilet holding the toilet.

It had been many years since the last time he was drunk like this.

Lin saw that he didn't even have enough coping experience, and his consciousness had already been lost.

After vomiting, he rushed out and washed his face with cold water, forcing himself to wake up a bit.

When Lin Jian passed by the private room just now again, he felt that the familiar voice seemed to be getting closer and closer to him, so he didn't think much, and walked forward with his head depressed.

"Fuck!" He ran into someone unexpectedly, and the other party yelled.

Lin Jian lowered his head and apologized without saying a word: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to apologize." He was a little drunk and couldn't speak clearly, but a few words of apology were enough for the other party to distinguish.

Liao Guangxi rubbed his shoulders, he also drank a lot, and he likes to make trouble after drinking, no one can stop him.

So he pressed Lin Jian's shoulder, and said fiercely: "Fuck, just apologize and let it go? I said no, you kneel down now, say sorry to brother, and let this matter pass."

Lin Jian felt that the voice was also familiar. He looked back, his eyes were a little scattered, he narrowed his eyes to focus, and finally saw the opposite side clearly.

At the same time, Liao Guangxi also recognized him, but he didn't change his rhetoric just because of the recognition.

"See Lin? You, acquaintance! Quickly kneel down and say sorry to brother!"

Lin Jian leaned on the wall to stand firm, ignoring his words: "Han Qiushi is there?"

"You don't care if he's here or not." Liao Guangxi frowned, dissatisfied with him asking this question.

"Where is he? Is he inside?" Lin Jian asked.

The voice he vaguely heard just now was Han Qiushi's. He felt that he was hallucinating when he was drunk, but meeting Liao Guangxi here, does it mean that he actually... did hear it?

"Are you sick? Do you have to inquire about him? You wouldn't fucking fall in love with him after a few sleeps, would you?" Liao Guangxi raised his hand and patted Lin Jian's shoulder a few times, "No wonder you live like this, bro Let me tell you, people have to be more sober, don’t worry about what’s not yours.”

Lin Jian pushed him away, walked over with heavy steps, and pushed open the door of the private room.

The eyes of everyone inside were also looking at him, doubtful and mocking audiences, Lin Jian didn't care about any kind of eyes.

He glanced around quickly, but didn't see the person he wanted to see.

"Who are you looking for?" Ren Sheng asked.

Lin Jian met his eyes, and the knowing sarcasm and smile inside made him very uncomfortable.

But he followed Ren Sheng's wishes and answered the only question in the answer: "Han Qiushi."

"gone."

Ren Sheng didn't say much to provoke him, wondering if it was a little pitiful to see him like this today.

Liao Guangxi pulled him out and forced him to kneel down and apologize. People in the private room came out one after another, but no one came up to persuade him.

Basically, they choose to stand by and watch the show.

A woman said: "Forget it, Guangxi, people will hit you once, it won't happen."

Liao Guangxi yelled at Lin Jian: "Hit me? He did it on purpose! If you don't kneel down and apologize to me today, you won't even think about leaving."

While Lin Jian scoffed at this kind of rogue behavior, he didn't know how to get out.

"Impossible." Lin Jian said.

"Don't kneel? If you don't kneel, I'll break your leg!" Liao Guangxi sneered, "What kind of person are you to be stubborn in front of me? The Shu family doesn't want a dog, let alone Han Qiushi. I just don't understand, you How can such a helpless person who lives like a rat in the gutter pretend to be aloof?"

"Did Han Qiushi tell you so?" Lin Jian suddenly looked at him.

Liao Guangxi didn't expect to be cursing for a long time, and the other party's reaction was unremarkable, but such a sentence attracted his attention?

Han Qiushi really didn't say this, but it was something that could be known from his attitude.

Liao Guangxi is a bit of a fool, but lying is not enough. He smiled and said: "I still need him to say this? It's a truth that everyone can understand. But it's not impossible to keep you as a little lover. But don't change the subject for me, apologize quickly, I am in a hurry to go home and sleep."

lover.

When Lin Jian heard this word suddenly, all his attention was attracted.

No wonder I haven't been able to find a suitable way to describe the relationship between myself and Han Qiushi. There is no money interest between them, so it can't be regarded as nurturing; the relationship is not two-way, so it can't be regarded as love.

In this way, it seems that it is really appropriate to be called a lover.

But Lin Jian felt dissatisfied again.

How can there be a word "love" between them.

"Hey, hurry up and kneel down, don't you bother me if you're procrastinating on something serious." Liao Guangxi said impatiently.

Lin Jian stood still.

Suddenly someone shouted from a long distance: "Brother!"

Lin Jian looked back——

Ren Jing was carrying a backpack, standing not far away, looking very obedient.

"Don't come here." Lin Jian told him.

Ren Jing seemed to be unable to hear, holding the shoulder strap with both hands, and walked over with an innocent expression: "Brother, are you still chatting with your friends at this late hour? But why are you chatting here? It's a bit in the way."

"Who are you, get out of here." Liao Guangxi paid him no heed, stared at Lin Jian, and paused every word, "You, here, me, kneel."

"Kneel?" Ren Jing said in surprise, "So you're not a friend?"

Lin Jian: "..."

Ren Jing took off the bag and handed it to Lin Jian: "Let's go bro, if you're not a friend, stop talking."

Just as Liao Guangxi reached out to grab Lin Jian's arm, Ren Jing suddenly turned around, and under the gaze of the audience, he punched Liao Guangxi in the face at a speed that was too late to react!

After the latter cried out in pain, the whole scene was silent for a few seconds.

Ren Jing grabbed Lin Jian's wrist, lowered his head and kicked Liao Guangxi who was lying down.

"Kneeling, why kneeling, can't you say something well? Let's go, brother."

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感谢在2021-02-1923:20:29~2021-02-2023:49:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: pomelo one, -77-1;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the landmines: Axilyvixx, Sudden Dazed, Ke Guyou. 1. The post envoy has a good knife;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 9 bottles of big iron head; 1 bottle of another can;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!