my naughty female president

Sitting in my seat, the more I thought about it, the more aggrieved I became. My body was shown to others for free.

Although I can't be regarded as clean and self-conscious, it's a loss to let people look at it for nothing. The key point is that you can't ask to look back on it.

Equality between men and women is bullshit. If a man peeked at a woman and was found out, the consequences would be unimaginable. The same thing happens when the role is transferred, but the result is completely different. Who do you ask for reasoning.

I can't help but think of the laws in ancient Egypt. Thieves cut off their hands when they steal, and rapists cut off their tools. Men and women are treated equally. Although it is harsh, it is a good way. It is because of this law that ancient Egypt can exist in history. millennium.

If according to this set of laws, I should goug out Mu Xichun's eyes, but now I have nothing to do with her in a world known for its civilization. I really don't know whether civilization is progressing or regressing.

The first thing I did after this incident was to close the curtains on the balcony and the windows facing Mu Xichun. Although it affects the light transmittance of the room, it feels safe psychologically and there will be no harm. The naked feeling of being exposed to someone else's view.

Although Mu Xichun promised that she would never look at me again, no one could guarantee that one day she would point the camera at me from a distance again on a whim.

During this period of time, the company's various projects are going smoothly. The project of the lakeside park is carried out as scheduled, and the project of Jiangnan Jinchun is even ahead of the other side of the river. Recently, it has won several lands in a row. It can be said that it is busy. Everything is going well.

Fatty Zhang also seemed to be less hostile towards Mu Xichun, he would say a few flattering words every time he had a meeting, his attitude was extremely humble.

Naturally, Mu Xichun also knew that he had a strong background, and if he was touched, it would definitely involve the relationship network of the group headquarters. Although the matter could be big or small, it would affect the whole body, so Mu Xichun's attitude towards him was considered kind. .

After all, Fatty Zhang's power has gradually declined since Mu Xichun came to take office, and the defectors who have been eliminated by his party members have become a loner with no real power.

I once asked Mu Xichun why he didn't report to the Beijing headquarters to transfer him away, and staying here is always a little strange.

Mu Xichun's answer is: when the tree grows, there will always be some moths, and you will never be able to clean them up. If their existence can't even hurt the tree's fur, it's okay to keep them.

Due to the hot weather these days, I go back to my residence after work and watch the European Cup while blowing on the air conditioner. Although it is boring to be alone, it seems that there is nothing worth doing other than that.

Just when my eyes were chasing the football with the players on the field, the phone rang. I glanced at the unfamiliar number and hung up. I didn't expect that the phone rang again just after I put down the phone.

"Who are you?" I answered the phone
"Hi, manager! Don't you remember me?" A slightly drunk and charming woman's voice came from the receiver, which was a little familiar but couldn't be heard.

"Manager? Did you make a mistake? What kind of manager am I!" I was a little confused by this title.

"How could it be wrong, your phone number was told to me by your friend who owns the bar!" the woman said firmly.

Hearing the words "friend who runs a bar", I suddenly thought that the owner of this voice was a black girl whom I hadn't seen for some time.

I think it has been more than two months since the short conversation that night. I didn't expect that she called me again tonight, and she still looked for the phone number Xiangdong wanted, but I don't know why she was looking for me.

"Li..." I remembered that she seemed to tell me her name last time, and after blurting out the word Li, she forgot the last two words.

"Ms. Li!" I was quick to think.

"Li Wanru, it's fine if you don't remember, Miss Li!" The tone seemed a little displeased, but it could be heard that it was deliberately pretending.

I smiled awkwardly: "Hehe, I blame my bad memory. I wonder if Miss Wanru is looking for me for something?"

"I'm at your friend's bar. I want to see you. Will you come?" Her tone fluctuated, and she was a little slurred. I know that this is only the case when people who drink too much speak, and I can even imagine Show her current drunken state.

Hearing she said that she wants to see me, I have some hesitation. Imagining her current state, I am afraid that if I go, I will be in trouble. Although I don’t know much about it, I can see that she is a nervous woman who thinks about it. If not, what will happen.

"Girl, if you have something to say, I'm listening!"

"I'll just say this once. I want to see you. If you don't come, you'll never see me again..." Her tone suddenly became sad, and she hung up the phone after saying this.

I was stunned, what does the phrase "I will never see me again in this life" mean, although whether I will see her in this life or not probably won't affect me, but I always feel something is wrong when I hear this, could it be this What is the stimulus for the woman?

Thinking of her tone of voice when she said this just now, she couldn't help but get excited. Could it be that this woman can't think about something?

Feeling uneasy, I hurriedly put on my shoes and got up and went downstairs. While going downstairs, I took out my mobile phone to call back, but no one answered the call several times in a row, which made me feel more and more uneasy.

I was relieved until I took a taxi to the bar and saw the woman who claimed to be Li Wanru. At this moment, she was sitting alone in the corner of the bar with one hand propping her head and the other holding a dangling wine glass. Not far from getting drunk.

I walked over and sat down across from her, and took the wine glass from her hand.

"Miss Li, you drink too much! What do you want from me?" I asked.

She tilted her head and looked at me with drunken eyes. A strand of hair hung from her forehead and stuck to her face. It could be seen that she should have shed tears just now.

She just looked at me like this for a long time, and after a while, she suddenly laughed, and tears welled up in her eyes again while laughing, she wiped her tears with her hands indiscriminately, but messed up her hair even more.

"How old are you, still crying?" I frowned with a deliberate expression of contempt.

She didn't speak, but stood up and took my hand and walked out. When she got outside the bar, she stopped and said, "Come with me to a place!" Opinion.

I didn't know where she wanted me to accompany her, and I didn't want to ask in this situation, so I followed her into the taxi.

She didn't speak in the car, she looked out of the car window without making a sound, but her pupils were not focused at all. She was not looking at the night scene, but was in a daze. Although I was curious, I didn't interrupt her trance. Let's see what she wants to do.

The taxi kept driving out of the suburbs, and finally stopped at a deserted place by the river.Li Wanru paid the fare and walked towards the river by herself. I felt a little nervous and followed her one meter away in case of any emergencies.

"I won't jump into the river, you don't have to be so nervous!" She didn't turn her head when she spoke, and she didn't know how she judged that I was nervous.

"Miss Wanru, what's the matter with you? If I can help, I will definitely help..." I finally couldn't help asking.

She stopped a few meters away from the river, facing the blue river without looking back.The night wind blew the waves against the beach and made a rustling sound, blowing up her long hair and long skirt slightly. The lights of the city in the distance were dotted with stars, making it difficult for me to see her expression clearly.

"Remember the last time you asked my name?" she said with her back to me.

"But you didn't tell me! Li Wanru is not your real name!"

"I said I will tell you next time we meet, do you still want to know?"

"If you want to say, of course I want to know!"

"Not many people in this city know my real name, I'll only say it once, it doesn't matter if you remember it or not!" she said leisurely
"Li Ruyi, if you are satisfied, if you are satisfied, do you remember?" She finally turned to look at me, and through the streetlight I could see that the tears on her face had been dried by the river wind, and the makeup on her face was wet It looked like a mess again.

I nodded and thought about the name Li Ruyi in my heart. Her parents must have chosen this name because they wanted her to have a happy life, but people’s wishes are always too good, but some people have to do their best just to live. The same is true for me, if I want to be wishful, can it be fulfilled with a name?
"Do you know why I asked you to come out?" She looked at me and asked, then turned her head to the river.

I shook my head and stepped forward to stand beside her.

"Because I'm leaving, and I may never come back in this life!" Her tone became sad again.

"Where are you going?" I wondered.

"U.S!"

"Why do you suddenly want to go to the United States? How do you survive?"

"I don't need to worry about survival, because someone is willing to support me!" She smiled and didn't look back at me, but I could clearly see a trace of sadness in her smile.

"It's a good thing someone is willing to treat you well!" I really don't know what to say in this situation.

"Yeah, be nice to me! But do you know that if there is another person in this world who is nice to me, I will not go to the United States." Her tears fell again, and a teardrop that had not yet had time to fall hung on her face. On the chin, it looked crystal clear under the illumination of the street lamp, and my heart felt an inexplicable pain.

I was silent and listened to her continue talking.

"He's a university professor. He was very kind to me during college, and even tried to get me. Do you know that I hate him, I want to kill him! Kill him!" She suddenly became excited and turned to look at me, red and swollen His eyes were full of hatred.

My eyes widened in shock, and I knew that the ugliness of this world would once again be vividly displayed in front of me with concrete examples.I wanted to tell her to stop talking, but I knew she needed to talk, and she probably came to me because she couldn't find a suitable person to talk to. If I didn't listen to her, she might go crazy.