On the Treatment of the Leading Role of Passerby A

It seemed that the sky was swallowed by darkness in the blink of an eye, the stars were dazzling, and the wind blowing over made Zhang Ye shiver, it was really cold this day.

The street lights came on for the second time, and he walked a long way before stopping, looking up at the sky with his hands in his trouser pockets and sighing.

The heavy and depressing feeling still oppressed him. There was a lot of traffic in front of him, the lights were dazzling, and there were laughter in his ears, which made him want to escape even more.

Before Wang Mei came home, Zhang Ye took a change of clothes and went directly to the bathroom. After coming out, he felt a little more relaxed. He lay on the bed and hugged one pillow in his arms and closed his eyes.

There was still Zeng Qiao's breath on it, and even though he had used the same bath liquid, he could still feel the difference.

It is undeniable that this smell calmed his heart and fell asleep quickly.

At this time, Zeng Qiao was wandering aimlessly in the street, carrying something, that was just an excuse he made.I just don't want to make this separation appear too rigid, and I don't want to reveal my true emotions.

Zhang Ye really made him helpless, when will he really enter Zhang Ye's heart and touch those secrets that Zhang Ye doesn't want to say?

At night, the luxury and confusion hidden in the dark are exposed. My aunt's shop is full of customers, and she stands in a conspicuous position, her eyes are blurred and swaying with the rhythm of the music. How long will she live this kind of drunken life?But it is undeniable that this is really a good place to forget your worries.

My aunt saw him at a glance, walked over to look him up and down, and said, "Why don't you come with your little daughter-in-law? Are you unhappy? How long has it been since you quarreled?"

"It's not noisy, isn't it new wine? Give me a taste."

"No, the degree is high. If you are drunk and can't crawl back to me, your mother will not beat me to death. She has already had a problem with me. If she knows that you have learned some bad habits from me, the relationship between us will be different in the future." It's over."

Zeng Qiao stared at her dissatisfied: "If you don't give it to me, I'll tell my mother where I am now. Anyway, you brought me here. I have a supreme VIP card for all kinds of entertainment venues you run."

"Good ancestor, I'm afraid of you, I can only have a drink, and I can't be greedy, do you understand?"

Zeng Qiao looked at the reckless young men and women on the dance floor, and several of them looked familiar. They were the sons and young masters of prominent families in this city, and their arrogance was disgusting.

The wine served quickly, sweet and fruity in the mouth, Zeng Qiao really didn't understand why it became the favorite of men.

It was too noisy here, and he left without telling his aunt. After walking for a few steps, he was a little dizzy, drifting like in a dream, and the cold wind couldn't blow away this strange feeling.

He sat down on a chair not far away, intending to wait until the alcohol had subsided before going back.

Zhang Ye seems to have become preoccupied when he proposed to go to the movies, and even a little out of his mind. Does Zhang Ye have any bad memories of the movie?

When will Zhang Ye truly believe in him?

"Zeng Qiao? Why are you sitting here in a daze? Isn't it cold? Beware of catching a cold."

Zeng Qiao was stunned for a moment before he could tell who it was, and sneered: "Zhao Rong, you."

Under the hazy light, Zeng Qiao's beautiful and excessive face had a faint smile, and his eyes were slightly narrowed, revealing a bit of laziness. Even with the intention of hurting alienation, it still made Zhao Rong like a moth to a flame. He chased after him desperately, even if he was smashed to pieces, he only wanted to get this person.

Zeng Qiao raised his head, revealing a fair and slender neck, Zhao Rong turned his eyes to look away: "Well, why are you here? Zhang Ye, aren't you with me?"

Zeng Qiao sneered: "What does it matter to you? Zhang Ye is not here, are you planning to sneak in? I guess what do you like about me, my face? My family is rich?"

"It's not like that. I just like you. I've always been underestimated. I didn't even dare to raise my head since I was a child. Is it my fault for being poor?"

"Whose fault is that? Because you are poor, you want to grab everything others have? What a fallacy! Zhao Rong, I have seen too many people like you since I was a child. You are selfish to the extreme, and I like you from beginning to end. Only myself."

Zhao Rong's face was extremely ugly, and he sat down beside Zeng Qiao, with a mocking smile on his lips: "I'm selfish, isn't Zhang Ye selfish? I can tell that he doesn't like you that much, if it wasn't for you If you help him and his mother, he will never give you any good looks. Zeng Qiao, we are the same kind, and I don't want to see you being kicked away for being useless in the end."

"Then my use value should not be exhausted in my lifetime. As long as he is by my side, I don't care."

"Are you crazy?"

Zeng Qiao only thought Zhao Rong's surprise and resentment were ridiculous, shook his head and said: "I am with Zhang Ye, and Aunt Wang already knows, so your worries are unnecessary. Do you know who I hate the most? It is you who sow discord." , people with ulterior motives, go back and look in the mirror to see how ugly you are."

Zeng Qiao stood up, stretched his waist, and left without looking back, arrogant and extravagant.

This is not the first time Zhao Rong has been hit by Zeng Qiao. Seeing that slender figure go further and further away, the unattainable longing in his eyes suddenly turned into monstrous anger.

He most sincerely likes Zengqiao because he has ulterior motives in his eyes, and insists on humiliating himself in front of Zhang Ye, why should Zhang Ye?

Just wait and see, he won't make them feel better if he is uncomfortable.

Zhang Ye fell into a deep sleep and did not hear the vibration of the mobile phone placed beside the bed. He fell into a deep dream. He thought that he would never have the chance to see people and things from his previous life. He didn't want to...

There are many familiar faces in the mourning hall, business owners who have business contacts, company employees, and relatives who complain that he refuses to take care of him.

Suddenly the solemn and heavy atmosphere was broken by a hysterical roar. The familiar voice made his body stiff, and he turned to look at the door.

A middle-aged woman with a pale and distressed face pointed at the person at the door and cursed: "My poor son died a miserable death. In the last one, you, a father, want to come here to disgust him. Do you have a conscience? Get out, Otherwise, don’t blame me for being rude.”

"Crazy woman, I brought his aunt and brother to see him. It's already a great way for him to save face. What else do you want?"

"I only gave birth to his one son. Where did he come from? How could there be such shameless people in this world? If it weren't for the property he left behind, I'm afraid I wouldn't even be able to see him right now. I Why should you scum enjoy the wealth that my son has earned all his life? Let’s all come and see what these shameless people look like. I was in the company for 28 days, and these three shameless things all pointed at my son for support. When I was alive, I relied on you, an old bastard, to come to ask for alms. My son is gone, and you all come here to eat ready-made ones, God Why don't you kill those black-hearted people?"

Zhang Ye's mother was very gentle, and it was the first time I saw her speak harshly to these three people in so many years.

Then he looked at the father who he had never had a good face towards him in his impression, his face turned red and ugly, and when he heard the voices of everyone whispering, he became angry from embarrassment, and grabbed his wife who was not yet divorced: "I used to do it for my son's sake." So bear with you, now that my son is gone, do you think that just relying on your nonsense and arranging a meal will make sense? Dreaming? I ask my son for something, and he calls me every month to ask me if I am short of money. Such a big company, not relying on me, relying on you, a person who only knows how to build cars behind closed doors, will be paralyzed within a few days."

Zhang Ye snorted coldly, he really would put gold on his face, at this moment no one could see him, his eagerness, anger, and all his emotions were piled up, no matter what he thought of, it was useless.

What he can't bear to see the most is that his mother is wronged. If he had persuaded his mother to draw a line with this man like Wang Mei, would he not have come to where he is today?

If he could, he really wanted to rush out and slap that man fiercely, what reason can he have with a shameless person?Just move your fist.

"I will never let you take advantage of my son. Want to play? All right, I will die with you."

Although the people who came to express their condolences had no personal contact with Zhang Ye, they admired this man's business acumen and seriousness in doing things. They originally wanted to give him a ride and work with him anyway. I didn't expect such an excellent person to have such a good relationship. elder.

In the midst of chaos, a person came in from the outside. He was as tall as jade, with a cold appearance, and his whole body exuded coldness.

"Are you the person in charge of the company now?"

Mongo? !

How did this person appear here?

The two met on a few occasions. There was a business cooperation opportunity a few years ago, but Zhang Ye did not want to owe favors, so he chose another company to cooperate with. When they met later, Meng Ge said inexplicably: "Look. It's a pity that someone from Lai Meng doesn't come into Mr. Zhang's eyes."

Zhang Ye watched his father straighten his back, and responded in a calm manner: "I am his father, who else could it be?"

I'm afraid that I'm glad that Zhang Ye is not married and has no children. It's shameful to fight with his wife for inheritance. If he fights with his grandson again, I'm afraid it will make people laugh.

Meng Ge is the youngest, most promising and wealthy man in this city. He is dressed in a high-end black handmade suit, making him look like a tree. Please have a look at a piece of material. Your son cooperated with a company under our company to develop a project, and he made a serious mistake in the budget, which caused our company, Yuxi Dujia, to directly lose hundreds of millions. This is signed by your son himself. According to the contract, if the construction of the project cannot be completed on a regular basis and make it profitable, all losses will be borne by him. Although the other person is gone, this matter can’t be treated as if it didn’t happen, right?”

Zhang Ye heard his father's cheap son muttering in a low voice: "His company has gone wrong, hundreds of millions of compensation, unless his company is made of gold, how can it be worth so much? Just accept it, Otherwise, I can't let my mother suffer with you."

What did his father say?

It was really the first time Zhang Ye saw his father listen to someone like this, and he immediately changed the topic and said, "Forget it, I just need to get what I deserve, and whoever loves it in the company will want it."

Meng Ge suddenly glanced in the direction of Zhang Ye Station, as if he could see him: "There are so many witnesses, so I will also find a lawyer. Let's discuss how to solve the matter. If it doesn't work, see you in court."

The author has something to say: this supporting role, emmmmm