Song Shifeng's 1991

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Later, Song Shifeng, as a victim, listened to the trial of the duo of liars. He didn't say much about the details. What made him most angry was that the two recidivists actually said that cheating him was the least difficult!Grandma, is he short-hearted?It's the least difficult, co-authoring him for more than 20 years has grown up without a heart.But he changed his mind and thought again, no matter how difficult it is, you will fall into my hands, it would be cool to capsize in the gutter.

Well, it doesn't seem decent to compare yourself to the gutter, but never mind, it's enough for the bad guys to eat in prison.

I thought the matter would be settled here, but I didn't expect the police station to take his case as a model, and preached on the law popularization program for several days. Although the name was hidden, people all over China knew that they were arrested Lied, the reason is that the dress is too ostentatious!

Woohoo, how can I go out!

Has Song Shifeng kept a low profile since then?Of course it is impossible, he would rather die if he is not allowed to dress up!But the big gold chain and big gold watch never appeared on him again.

These are all things to say, and Song Shifeng's life is not going well right now.Although I live in a small villa, I can go in and out every day, and there is no one to talk to when I go home, which is very boring.In the end, he stayed in the company longer and longer, just trying to be lively and popular.

"Editor Song, it's already nine o'clock, why don't you go home?" Yang Jiabao came in.

"It's okay to go home, why not do some work." His so-called work is to read letters from readers.

"You can go home and do it." Yang Jiabao smiled, "You can still lie down and watch, take a bath and play."

Song Shifeng looked at him, "What do you mean?"

"What I mean is that it's time for you to get off work. If you don't get off work, no one outside will dare to leave. You're not in a hurry to release it for a few days. You want everyone to scold you to death."

"I didn't stop them." Although he said so, he knew in his heart that if the boss didn't leave, how could the employees dare to leave, and whether they wanted to do it or not.But even if he knew that he wasn't going to change it, he was just trying to make fun of it, so it's a fart to make a fuss even if he's gone.He enjoys the privilege of being the boss.

"Are you going?" Yang Jiabao turned his fist.

"Walk, walk, can't you just walk? You are really a bosom brother of the employees." Song Shifeng teased him. In terms of popularity in this company, it is Yang Jiabao. He is good-looking and good-natured. It can be said that he was eager to help the employees and thought of what the employees thought. Over time, he became a representative of public opinion in the threesome, and he was much more popular than his real boss.

"If you care more about your employees, they will treat you as one of their own."

"Forget it, we have red faces, and we have to sing with bad faces. I think you, a bosom brother who has penetrated into the staff, have done a good job. Let's divide the work and cooperate."

"Who will be red-faced with you. I am sincere."

"That's right, it's true. I didn't say I want you to be a spy. Why are you so anxious?" Song Shifeng put his arms around his shoulders, "I mean, it's not enough to be strict with the company, or loosen it. , now that we have more people, we can’t all laugh and laugh like before, we still have to build up our prestige, otherwise it’s not easy to lead the team.”

"It's up to you."

"Just tell me if what I said is true."

"Yes, yes, let's do it." Where did Yang Jiabao tell him, he could only raise his hand and surrender, "But in the future, if you have nothing to do, don't be so late and affect the mood of the employees."

"Understood, brother bosom." Song Shifeng put his hands down as soon as he went out. He cared about his image in front of the employees now, "Where's Pingzi? Ask him to have a drink with him."

"Don't call, let's go." Ping Guanyue just came out.

As soon as Yang Jiabao arrived at the big office, he gestured to everyone to leave, and the three of them got into Song Shifeng's car together.

As soon as the boss left, the employees all retreated in less than 3 minutes, all of them were convinced by Manager Yang.

At this point, most of the taverns in the county are about to close down, and the only place that can receive them is the bathing center.

Yes, there are a lot of restaurants here, open 24 hours a day, which is a good place for night owls.

Eating, drinking, bathing, sauna and massage, all three of them lie on the massage bed without moving, beautiful.

"Comfortable." Song Shifeng let out a long breath, his whole body's muscles and bones were limp, and he felt dizzy and lazy.

"Comfortable."

"nice."

The two agreed.

Yang Jiabao turned over, looked at the ceiling, and sighed in his eyes, "I do my favorite job during the day, and I can still enjoy the service of a dedicated person at night. Gods don't change these days."

"Where is this? There will be better things in the future." Song Shifeng opened his mouth and blew, "Follow your Brother Song, and I will guarantee you to have a baby in one year and hold two children in three years, and a guerrilla in five years."

"Fuck you!" Yang Jiabao kicked him from the air, "I don't have a wife, so you give birth to me."

"I don't think life has that function, let Pingzi live."

"I think you need to clean up!" Ping Guanyue sat on his lap and shouted at Yang Jiabao, "Quick, clean him up!"

"No, no, no! Two to one is not fair!" Song Shifeng smiled and crawled out, but his waist was pinned down, Yang Jiabao smiled, and stretched out his claws, "You can take it."

"Hahaha, don't, don't..." Song Shifeng was so squeaked that he went crazy, he dodged left and right but couldn't avoid the devil's hand, tears came out within a minute.

"Say, who gave birth?" Ping Guanyue asked.

"I give birth, I give birth."

"How many births?"

"Three, five, ten, eight, whatever." Song Shifeng had softened into a puddle, "I was wrong, can't I be wrong?"

"Hey, do you think he looks like he was hit by something just now?"

"Well, it doesn't quite look like it." Yang Jiabao observed seriously, then tore his already loose neckline a little bit, pulled his hair a little more messy, and then nodded, "It looks like it now."

"Football, everyone is still in good spirits." Song Shifeng pushed the people away, cursing while tidying up, "Please eat, drink, wash and soak, you are torturing me, it is really unreasonable."

"Deserving it."

"Ah."

"Hum ha duo."

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble." Yang Jiabao lay back again, with his hands behind his head, "I don't even dare to think about the present day seven years ago."

"What's the point of counting seven years ago? Eating a meal of meat is like a festival. Who would have thought that there would be today."

"Why seven years? Not five years, not last year, this date is a bit strange."

"There is a story."

"Yes." Ping Guanyue looked at Yang Jiabao, "You know about both of us, but we don't know anything about yours, tell me?"

"There's nothing to say." Yang Jiabao said softly, "I left home for five years, and you all know that I came back last year. In the past five years, I've been staying in a Taiwanese businessman's house as a stand-in."

"Ah?" The two people who were listening to the story sat up abruptly, surrounded Yang Jiabao, their eyes turned into glazed beads, "What substitute?" Why doesn't it sound like a good thing?

"The Taiwanese businessman is a widowed wife. We call her Mrs. Lan. His son died in a car accident more than ten years ago. Then she saw that I looked like his son and hired me as an unidentified Fake young master." Yang Jiabao's words were slightly self-deprecating.

"Oh, I was shocked." The two lay back down again, "Go on."

"Mrs. Lan bought me a lot of clothes, took me to eat delicious dishes, and paid me a salary every month, and I was responsible for talking to her occasionally."

"Hey, is there such a good job in the world?" Song Shifeng was envious when he heard this.

"It's not bad, but it's not that easy. Mrs. Lan is very strict and demanding. You can see that I look very good now, right? I've changed everything according to his son's behavior. I used to be like Man Street The running boys are almost the same, scruffy, dirty, and cowardly, not to mention etiquette, they are not decent at all. As soon as I arrived in Taiwan, Mrs. Lan found someone to teach me, and I learned from the video that the person left behind. Talking tone, learning how to dress, learning how to walk, learning everything that can be seen and heard. Then after about half a year, Mrs. Lan was not satisfied again, saying that she looked like a god, and started to learn culture, learning Etiquette, learning to treat guests, learning to have fun, learning everything that the upper class has learned, and it took several years to break it." Yang Jiabao looked at the corner of the roof, "She often tells me about his son, what about him? It has always been her pride to be able to do the best, but I have only learned a little bit, and I can't even reach it with my little finger."

"God, it's too difficult to pretend." Ping Guanyue patted him with lingering fear, "Brother is really not easy."

Song Shifeng pinched his shoulders, and said in a heavy voice, "It's all over." He didn't know how Yang Jiabao survived such a day, how many unknown difficulties were in these understatements, but he felt sorry for this friend.Mrs. Lan invested money visible to the naked eye, but he got rid of all the disobedience on his body. He couldn't say whether it was good or bad, but he just felt aggrieved and panicked.

Yang Jiabao smiled, "Actually, it's okay. They're all changed for the better. Otherwise, where would I, a poor boy, learn to behave like this. Some people in the company asked me if I was a nobleman. Haha." He It's easy to say, but only I know the crime behind it.

"But how did you learn fashion design later? His son is a designer?"

"Yeah." Yang Jiabao said softly, "I've seen his design draft, and he has a lot of ideas. If he is alive, he will probably do something. My teacher is also his teacher, and I inherit everything from him. To be honest, I am very grateful to him, because Mrs. Lan gave me the ability to settle down, gave me a broader perspective, and gave me a different life."

"This is a chance, and it's also because you are able to eat this bowl of rice by yourself. Try another elm lump?" Song Shifeng joked.

"That's right, we are guilty, and our luck is yet to come." Ping Guanyue suddenly remembered, "Then why did you leave again? Isn't her son gone?"

"Because of something else, I got into a mess with his nephew, so he kicked me out." His voice obviously meant to force his spirits, and his whole person was low.

"It must be his nephew who is bad." Song Shifeng said as a matter of course, and then he rolled to his side, rolled his arms and tucked his head into his arms. Already, so what should we do?"

Yang Jiabao was so hurt by the sudden hugging of his head, he thumped to save his head, "Speak as you speak, don't move."

"My hug is called love, you have to cherish it." Song Shifeng said nonsense seriously.

"Come, come, I'll hug you too!" Ping Guan jumped up, and the three of them immediately rolled into a ball.

No one asked any more questions, let him pass the bad things, and can't expose the brother's scars.

There is trouble and trouble, eating and eating, and people still have to go home late at night.

Back in the empty villa, Song Shifeng was lying on the big Simmons bed but couldn't fall asleep. He rolled from left to right, from the head of the bed to the end of the bed depressedly, but couldn't fall asleep.

He suddenly missed the wooden bed in Yan Dong's house, very much.

Song Shifeng was never one to compromise, if he wanted it, then go for it.

At dawn, he ran to Yan Dong's, pointed to the wooden bed and said, "I want this bed." There was unconscious arrogance in these words.

Yan Dong was covered, unable to understand what he meant, "You want to come back to sleep?"

"I'm going to move this bed!"

"Why are you moving it? It's just a broken plank. Simmons can't sleep well?"

"If you want to take care of it, I'll buy you a new one. This one belongs to me."

Yan Dong looked at him, and thoughtfully said that you come back to live, moving the bed is so hard.But he insisted on not opening his mouth. Ever since he moved away, he has been thinking day and night about wanting him to move back without doing anything, just living together, but after passing by the female liar, he didn't dare.He felt that he had changed, and the monster in his heart was about to be unstoppable, so it was better to stay away.

So without saying a word, he moved the bed to the small villa, together with the bedding on it, a full set of services.

Song Shifeng was very satisfied, thinking that he could finally sleep well tonight.

But, but, but, after tossing and tossing for half the night, he didn't fall asleep!

"Fuck you!" Song Shifeng kicked on the wall, his slippers flew off, and he went to the company with a droopy face, so disgusted that people and beasts avoided him.

"What's the matter?" Ping Guanyue followed up the office, "What happened?"

"Insomnia." Song Shifeng hummed.

"I thought I lost the money." Ping Guanyue sat down on his desk, "It's easy to talk about insomnia, wait for me to find some music for you, and you will fall asleep after listening to the music."

"Really?"

"You don't know that. We are the only ones who design. Insomnia is normal. Who doesn't have a unique trick?"

"Well, I'm about to die from a headache. If you can cure it, I'll give you a headache."

"Pull it down, the headache will be spared, and you can do something for me."

"Sure enough, it's not profitable to get up early, say."

"Go to a movie tonight."

"Ok?"

He put the movie ticket on the table, "07:30 in the evening, don't be late."

"Cheng Chengcheng." Song Shifeng chased him away like a fly, "Don't forget about me."

"Give me the keys to your house, and I'll move the guy in for you."

"Is it still moving?"

"You'll know when you finish watching the movie, let's go." He took out the key from his bag, and ran away like a Pingguan Yuefeng.

Song Shifeng looked forward to a good night's sleep tonight.

Before 07:30 in the evening, Song Shifeng, holding a movie ticket, entered the only movie theater in the county, counting the seats one by one and preparing to take a seat.

it is this!

"Why is it you?" Before the butt was touched, the person next to him spoke, and it was none other than Lu Ting.

Song Shifeng was not surprised at all, and sat down safely, shaking the movie ticket in his hand, "Do you still need to ask?"

Lu Ting's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, "You are really good, you are happy to mess with me, aren't you?"

"That can't be done. The most I can do is to be self-contained. I don't get involved in your affairs." Song Shifeng smiled annoyedly, "Pingzi made an exchange with me today, so I had to come."

Just as we were talking, the lights went out and the movie started.

"If you don't want to see you, just leave. You don't have to accompany me." Song Shifeng had no good words anyway.

Of course Lu Ting wanted to leave, but when he left, it was as if he had conceded defeat. He sat upright in his seat and didn't even glance at him, as if he was doing some serious business.If only there were no soda popcorn in hand.

The two of them didn't know what was going on in a movie, one fell asleep halfway through watching it, and the other closed his eyes and got upset, almost like falling asleep.

It was Song Shifeng who woke up Lu Ting when the show was over, and he also fell asleep in the end.

"I said you haven't chased Pingzi back yet?"

Lu Ting glanced at him and said nothing.

"If it doesn't work, that's fine. Let me put it mildly. He is obviously not interested in you. Thinking about you avoiding him at the beginning, but now he is avoiding you, is it interesting?"

"I think you've been too busy recently." Lu Ting snorted coldly after being trampled on his sore foot, "You idiot knows what a fart, you can't tell a liar from a real person, so come here to preach, take care of yourself .”

"You..." Song Shifeng lost the ease of standing and talking without back pain just now, and now his waist is about to be stabbed, "Go and play by yourself!" Later, I will make small talk with Pingzi and let you fight for the rest of your life Bachelor!

Lu Ting could tell at a glance what was going on in his heart, "If you dare to play tricks, I will stop your coal mine from opening."

"If you dare, I will! Whoever is afraid of whom!" Song Shifeng raised his head, without any fear, he held Ping Guanyue in his hand, and he was still afraid of Lu Ting?As long as he still wants to reconcile with others, he will see if he dares!

Lu Ting looked at him and suddenly smiled, "Okay, let's talk harshly, let's go and have a drink."

"It was yours first." Song Shifeng was unreasonable and unforgiving, "I kindly advise you to poke my lung and trachea upside down and drink it yourself. Pingzi is still waiting for me at home."

"Xiao Yue is at your house?"

"uh-huh."

"Exactly, I'll take you home."

"I'm driving."

"Your car broke down." Lu Ting couldn't help but stuff him into his car, "I'll see you off."

"No, Hirako will kill me."

"Let him kill me first."

"Pingzi is clearly hiding from you, so what if he sees you?"

"I'll talk about it when I see you. If you don't see it, you have nothing."

Song Shifeng couldn't laugh or cry, "Boss Lu is crazy about love." What else could he do, there was really nothing he could do.

"When you have someone you like, you will know that you can't hold back, you can't hide it, you can't wait to hold the whole world in front of him, just ask him to smile and talk to you." When it came to Lu Ting's voice Full of helplessness, he will fall down completely and never recover.

Song Shifeng was creepy when he heard it, and gave him the whole world, why not let him go to heaven? ?The brain circuit of a person in love is abnormal, he can't understand it, and he doesn't want to understand it.

"I think you should make it clear what to do."

Lu Ting didn't speak, and Song Shifeng couldn't tell what he was thinking, he just felt pitiful anyway.

He felt fortunate that he didn't like anyone, otherwise he wouldn't be in bad luck?

He didn't know if he would be unlucky in the future, but when he brought Lu Ting home, he would be unlucky first.

"Song Shifeng, Song Shifeng, is this how you do things for me? You're really good at it." Watching Lu Ting come in, Ping Guanyue's happy face fell to the ground with a bang, and the sun turned cloudy in an instant.

"He insisted on coming, but I couldn't stop him. I parked my car at the cinema and didn't drive back." He didn't want people to come, but he couldn't control it.

"Then continue with insomnia." Xilihulu saw him unpacking the old gramophone that was in place and putting it back in the box.

"Hey, it's time to move here, don't you take it away." Song Shifeng hurried to snatch it, "Lend me to listen to it for two days, lend me to listen to it for two days."

"No loan."

"Borrow, borrow, borrow." Song Shifeng smiled and put his things behind his back, pushing people out, "I don't participate in your affairs, please explain clearly, what's the point of tossing around every day. Make it clear, tomorrow Whether it’s good or not, let’s make it clear.”

Ping Guanyue was pushed out, and Lu Ting followed, giving him a thumbs up with his hands behind his back.

Song Shifeng groaned, I did it for you?I'm for Pingzi.Make it clear that everyone is better off.

But if you can talk about Qingping and Guan Yue, you don’t have to try to hide from people. At first Lu Ting asked him to come out, but he always brought a light bulb, but Lu Ting seemed to be incomprehensible. , so that Yang Jiabao didn't want to come out with him later, it was awkward.

But staying alone with him is even worse, he really can't bear that belated favor.Who stipulates that the prodigal son must accept the one who returns home?I can't stand it.

That's why I hid.

But this kind of inexplicable thing, Song Shifeng, is just a melon egg, and he is still confused, what does he know.

Song Shifeng, who felt that he had done nothing wrong, took out the gramophone and put it back on, and the music slowly flowed out. Not to mention, it felt different from listening to a tape.

Lying on the bed, he tried his best to find sleepiness for himself, hey, he really felt hazy.

He finally fell asleep, just had a dream that you like me and I don't like you all night, his head was getting big.

Anyway, he's not losing sleep, thank goodness.

But I didn’t suffer from insomnia, and suddenly found that I didn’t like to eat anymore, and I couldn’t eat anything delicious, and then I kept scolding the gods, and it’s so hot that I can’t let people live.

Then he added ceiling fans to the office, much to the delight of a bunch of employees.

Song Shifeng still didn't like to eat, he just didn't feel interested, and then he wanted to go to Wuling Town after get off work, but he didn't go to Yan Dong's house.He can't tell what kind of psychology it is, on the contrary, even if he doesn't notice that street, he has to turn the corner immediately, and he doesn't look for anyone or visit the door if he has nothing to do.

It may be the legendary stubborn resistance.

This person also went to ask Ping Guanyue what it feels like to like a man. At that time, he was busy drawing a picture and sent it off casually, "I just miss him, I want to do everything, I want to give him any good things, and I want to talk to him if I have good things." Say, I want to tell him bad things, and I am happy and comfortable when I am with him."

Song Shifeng compared it with himself, he didn't think about it too much, he gave things to many people, and he couldn't just like himself.Then when something good happens and I want to talk about it, but I don’t want to tell him about the cowardly thing, I don’t want to lose face.Besides, being with him is not always a pleasure, that guy is also very annoying, and he is quite good at admonishing others.

In the end he came to the conclusion that I did not like Yan Dong.He and I are buddies, good brothers.Oh my god, I scared the man to death.

Song Shifeng came here worried, and left happily, and went straight to Yan Dong's factory when he went out, which was not too far away.

Oh, why do you feel so happy?