Slightly sweet when I first heard it

Wen's Group President's Office.

It was almost midnight when Wen Qingyin finished her work.

Turning off the computer, Shu Jiyuan asked, "Should I take you home, or go to the hotel?"

Wen Qingyin stretched her waist: "Go to the hospital."

Shu Jiyuan was a little worried, "Do you have time to sleep recently?"

Wen Qingyin picked up his coat and walked out, "The old man has a guest room over there. Don't worry, I'm not more afraid of death than you are?"

The night of the city is like the reflection of the day, under the same prosperity, there are different scenery.

There was a band singing something hoarse by the side of the road.The singer's face was full of bitterness and hatred, Wen Qingyin couldn't help but think of Yan Jinghuai.

The neon falls on her face, adding a bit of loneliness to her.

Shu Jiyuan looked at her in the rearview mirror for a long time, and finally couldn't help saying:

"If that starlet coaxes you to take the pill, don't agree."

She emphasized, "You let him wear a condom. You must wear it."

Wen Qingyin looked at her blankly, "What?"

Shu Jiyuan explained: "He looks like a scumbag. It's the kind of scumbag who cheats you into taking medicine for his own pleasure without a condom and makes you have an abortion alone."

Wen Qingyin recalled Yan Jinghuai's face, did that person look so presumptuous?

She sank herself into the soft cushion: "Wait until he agrees."

Shu Jiyuan asked cryptically, "Do you need me to do something?"

Wen Qingyin suddenly had a headache.She pressed her temple: "It's not necessary. Don't we still have plan B, there's no need to force girls into prostitution."

She muttered: "Besides, he's not so good that it's up to him."

Mr. Wen is 92 years old this year. He suddenly fainted at home a few years ago and was sent to a private hospital under the Wen Group. He never went out again.

Walking into the ward, Wen Qingyin was the first to smell the burning smell of barbecue.She knew it was the smell of the defibrillator.

Wen old man just walked through the gate of hell again.

Now, he is lying on the hospital bed again, with the ventilator covering most of his face.

Wen Qingyin looked at the vertical and horizontal grooves on Grandpa's face, and remembered that he stood next to her in high spirits at the end of the year banquet last year.

But now, he can only lie in a hospital bed, living on hose and medicine.

It was a strange feeling, without a trace of reality.

"Are you awake?" Wen Qingyin asked.

The person on the hospital bed still closed his eyes tightly.

Wen Qingyin found a chair and sat by the bed.

She held her grandfather's somewhat rough hand and complained: "You are such a bad grandfather, you actually lie here by yourself and throw the company to me."

"Do you know how unreliable your son Wen Yuming is, and I can't scold him either."

She was so tired that she fell asleep unconsciously.

When her breathing was steady, the old man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

He stretched out his hand with difficulty and stroked her hair lightly.

At seven o'clock in the evening, the bar is ready to open.

Lao Zhou was wiping glasses behind the bar when he saw Yan Jinghuai coming down from the second floor.He looked at the time, "You've slept long enough."

Yan Jinghuai let out an 'um' in a hoarse voice, and got into the bar to wipe it with him.

Lao Zhou looked him up and down several times, and asked, "Don't tell me, how are you and the donor's father doing?"

Thinking of Wen Qingyin, Yan Jinghuai scratched his hair, "She's a beautiful girl, she begs Bai Laifei to marry me."

Lao Zhou rolled his eyes, "This is so exciting, I started making up nonsense."

Yan Jinghuai just wanted to show off, and Chen Xu and Zhou Hesong came down.

Chen Xu casually turned on the TV, and Yan Jinghuai saw Wen Qingyin on the news.

A certain business meeting was being rebroadcasted on TV. Among a group of middle-aged people, Wen Qingyin was elegant and professional, very eye-catching.

Zhou Hesong was full of envy, "I really want to be taken care of by a rich sister."

Chen Xu ignored this unprogressive person, and chatted with Yan Jinghuai: "Boss, why did you go yesterday?"

Yan Jinghuai raised his chin and signaled him to watch TV, "This pretty sister asked me to meet yesterday and wanted to marry me, but I declined."

Chen Xu was speechless.

Zhou Hesong whispered to him, "I just said it's not good to stay up late. Look at the boss, although he doesn't lose his hair, he has paranoia."

The two were joking when a guest came.

They are two girls who are also regular customers here.

When Yan Jinghuai saw an outsider, he hid in the utility room behind.

Recently, there are often such customers. I heard that there is a handsome waiter in Lao Zhou's bar, and he wants to come to Lianyan.

According to Zhou Hesong's statistics, in the past month, Yan Jinghuai received those napkins with phone numbers written on them, which are definitely worth a small forest.

Yan Jinghuai is really obsessed with cleanliness, he can't look at these dirty things with wine stains, oil stains and lipstick marks.

Not to mention that some people still have families, and more and more people have come to trouble him recently.

Yan Jinghuai was nestling in the corner playing games when Zhou Hesong strolled in: "Boss, you are gone now, you can go out now."

Yan Jinghuai stuffed the phone back into his pocket before getting up, but was pushed back by Zhou Hesong.

Zhou Hesong was surprised: "You actually changed your phone!"

Yan Jinghuai showed him the new mobile phone: "It turned out that the mobile phone was bravely broken and it was a gift from the person involved."

Chen Xu also came in at this time.

He has a lot of research on electronic products, and said in surprise: "This mobile phone has not been officially released yet. Yours should be the highest configuration, and it costs more than 2. Boss, who are you helping?"

Thinking of Wen Qingyin, Yan Jinghuai couldn't help laughing: "I helped a little fairy."

Chen Xu held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but said, "Boss, you are so disgusting."

Zhou Hesong made a vomiting motion: "Boss, those two sisters just now drove a Lamborghini. If you are willing to use this set on them, each of us can get a new mobile phone."

"Get out." Yan Jinghuai scolded with a smile, "Your brother, I'm a showman, not a body."

Zhou Hesong complained about the beautiful sisters: "Then you should at least smile at them. They can come here for you, how can you be so indifferent."

He still acted, clutching his heart, "You are really indifferent to me, as if I have never made you happy."

Yan Jinghuai could still tolerate him making mistakes, and immediately cleaned him up.

Chen Xu also took the opportunity to play tricks.

The three of them were making a fuss, and they heard Lao Zhou lose his temper in front of him: "Get out, I don't do your business."

The three of them were shocked and rushed out.

When he saw someone coming, Zhou Hesong turned cold and said, "Lu Xiaoming, you still dare to come!"

Lu Xiaoming is the scum who stole Yan Jinghuai's money.

He and Yan Jinghuai were trainees at the same time, a few years older than Yan Jinghuai.Because of his mediocre talent, he left the industry early and opened a small video studio to make ends meet.

He has some friendship with Yan Jinghuai, and Yan Jinghuai still lends him money to eat when he is at the worst.

But after Yan Jinghuai was banned by 'Dongchen Starlight', the relationship between the two also weakened.

A few months ago, Yan Jinghuai took out all his savings to make a last-ditch attempt to produce an album.Seeing the right time, this friend took refuge in 'Dongchen Starlight' and took Yan Jinghuai's money, but delayed recording for him.

In the end, the album was lost and the money was not returned.

Lu Xiaoming made a fortune by betraying his friends, and now he wears a famous brand.The clothes are Versace's black gold pattern, and the shoes are Valentino's studded leather shoes.

He was unhappy in Jinyi's night walk, and deliberately came to hurt the victim a second time.

Chen Xu is one year older than Zhou Hesong, and looks like a big brother.He guarded Zhou Hesong behind him, pointed at the door, "Please get out, I don't do your business here."

Lu Xiaoming took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from his wallet and smashed them into his hands, "That's how you serve guests."

Yan Jinghuai knew that he was here to find fault, and wanted to go out privately.Before he could stand up, Lao Zhou started cursing, "You motherfucker, who the hell is still using cash now."

Although Lao Zhou is down and out now, he has a high seniority and a wide network of contacts.Lu Xiaoming didn't dare to provoke him, so he could only yell loudly, "I'm a guest, I'm here to drink, bring the best wine in your store."

He pointed at Yan Jinghuai, "I want him to serve me."

Zhou Hesong learned rap from Yan Jinghuai for a few days, and his lips were very sharp:
"Still serving people, uncle, do you know what year it is now? The Qing Dynasty died early, you know. The life of the poor is the disease of the rich. How many keys do you get for three yuan each?"

Lu Xiaoming wanted to talk back, but his words really didn't work.He slapped the wad of 100 yuan on the table and said provocatively, "I am rich, I will drink the wine here today, and I will pour wine for me with the surname Yan!"

Zhou Hesong continued to curse: "Oh, you're so rich, brother Jinghuai, take a look and see if he stole your money."

Lu Xiaoming knew he was in the wrong, and threatened: "Do you know Mr. Lu of 'Dongchen Starlight'? That's my uncle. You can decide what to do."

When old Zhou Yi heard the mention of "Mr. Lu", he immediately picked up the ashtray and wanted to blow his head off.Yan Jinghuai stood up first.

Lao Zhou knew that he was serious, and was thinking whether to persuade the fight or call '120', but he saw this man lazily coming over, and took a bottle of Remy Martin from the wine cabinet.

This wine was left by the buddies of old Zhou Zhou. Lao Zhou took a couple of sips if he had nothing to do, and then poured some water for others.After several months of exchanging money like this, none of the four of them had the nerve to sell it for money.

Zhou Hesong covered his mouth and snickered, "Boss, help us clean up the inventory."

Yan Jinghuai poured half a cup and pushed it to Lu Xiaoming's hand, "Please."

'Mr. Lu' is the person in charge of 'Dongchen'.Lu Xiaoming thought that Yan Jinghuai had given in, so he smiled triumphantly, and flipped the cup over: "You serve people with this attitude."

Amber wine spilled all over the table, Yan Jinghuai calmly wiped it off with a towel, and poured him another glass.

"Bad attitude, heavy fall."

"Bad attitude, heavy fall."

……

Lu Xiaoming just came to trouble him, and he didn't even bother to change the reason. He asked Yan Jinghuai to pour a dozen glasses until the bottle was empty.

Lu Xiaoming gritted his teeth, as if he was the one who was wronged:
"I just can't understand your superior attitude."

"Everyone trains together, why do you go back and get the best, why can the songs you write be selected by the seniors."

"What makes you better than me is that you have a good face."

"Don't think I don't know, you taught me to sing and dance, you just use me as a foil to set off your greatness."

"Wow." Zhou Hesong clapped his hands and applauded: "The farmer and the snake, Mr. Nan Guo and the wolf, Hao Jian and the old lady, I, brother Jinghuai and a passer-by."

Lu Xiaoming said angrily: "The day I left the company, I thought, I want to see what will happen to you in the future."

"Look at you now, being trampled under by Cao Ming, you are not worthy to lift his shoes. Hahaha, aren't you a cow, aren't you a genius, show off again."

Yan Jinghuai waited quietly for him to finish speaking, and said in a peaceful voice: "Thank you for your patronage, a glass of 8888, and I have poured you a total of twelve glasses."

He clicked on the calculator, "The total is 106656 yuan, and my service fee is waived for you. You can pay by cash, WeChat, Alipay, or by card."