I'm not unlucky at all

A flash of paleness flashed across the man's face, he raised Suhang's shirt collar with staring eyes, and raised his hand to greet Suhang's face.

Song Xing took a step forward with the basin in his hand.

Suhang glanced at Song Xing's position, blinked his upturned eyes, and gave Song Xing an imperceptible smile.

Before the man's slap fell, he broke away from the man first, and then staggered his body neatly.The other party didn't expect Suhang to resist, and his body leaned forward inertially, knocking on the door, his hand slammed on the door without saying anything, and a tube of blood came out of his nose.

"Fuck you bitch!" The man cursed something, and covered his nose with a handkerchief in his suit pocket.

As soon as he spoke, the blood in his nose flowed back into his throat, followed by the splash of spittle, and a mouthful of blood spattered on his suit jacket.

The man's face was frightened, and he hurriedly left a sentence: "You wait for me!" He bowed his waist and ran out of the Tongzilou.

Suhang was still thinking about leaning on the corridor window and watching the men stop taxis on the road.Unexpectedly, the taxi driver was startled when he saw the blood on the man's clothes and face, and left the man's ass exhausted before the car stopped, and ran away.

"Haha." Su Hang laughed, and pointed to Song Xing, "You idiot, look at how cowardly he is."

Song Xing only took one look and then looked away.

Suhang bumped his arm into him, stared at the laundry tub in Song Xing's hand and asked, "Why don't you laugh, how fun is that idiot?"

Song Xing raised his head, met Su Hang's smiling face, frowned and said, "If he leaves like this, you won't have any problems?"

Suhang leaned back against the window sill with half of the glass missing, tilted his head lazily and said, "What's the problem? If a fool like him wasn't in a good mood and I was willing to play with him, I really thought that I would give him three hundred dollars." He did it?"

Song Xing's tone was blunt: "He will come back to trouble you."

Suhang snorted coldly: "Could it be that I'm still afraid of him?"

The topic could not be continued, the matter of Suzhou and Hangzhou had nothing to do with Song Xing, Song Xing only mentioned it, seeing that the young man didn't care, so he walked to the balcony in front.

The balcony is shared by the other party. Song Xing didn’t have a good time to dry clothes. The places where he could get the sun were all occupied by colorful clothes. There was a majestic map of China drawn on a mattress in the middle. I don’t know where it was. A masterpiece left by a child at night.

Simply, Song Xing didn't have much clothes, so he turned around a little and found a place to hang the clothes on a hanger.

When he returned to the corridor, there was no shadow of Suhang. Song Xing stood at the door and heard the sound of young people humming in the next room. He seemed in a good mood.

030 heard it too, and asked Song Xing curiously, "What song is he singing?"

Song Xing doesn't have much exposure to music, except for one he likes, he doesn't know anything about pop songs.

030 is quite talented in singing, after listening to the singing in the next room for a while, he began to hum in Song Xing's mind in tune.

Although it is called a system, Song Xing feels that the other party is more like a child who has not grown up, easily satisfied, innocent and noisy.

It was evening soon, and Song Xing rushed to the dessert shop after eating something early. He took his ID card, and the female manager looked at the ID card and officially hired him.

The business in the store is full and busy as usual.

030 was quite considerate of Song Xing, so he went to play with himself obediently and didn't bother him.

When it was almost eight o'clock, Song Xing had just sent away a table of guests before welcoming another one.

Suhang held a six-inch cream cake in his hand, his eyes flashed with surprise, and then he smiled and asked Song Xing why he was here.

There were some bruises on the corners of his mouth and eyes that were not there during the day, Song Xing led him to sit on the seat, and looked at Su Hang quietly, not knowing what the other party wanted to do.

Suhang laughed and said: "It's rare to come here, but I didn't expect to meet you this time, Xiaolu, we have a deep fate."

Song Xing said, "You were beaten?"

Suhang didn't want to mention this, so he pretended to be disgusted and said: "I just chose the cream cake because of a brain twitch."

Song Xing asked him why.

Suhang pushed the cake aside, put his hands on his chin and said, "You don't understand, I have to keep in shape."

When it was over, he complained again, "You said that those bosses and clients have no aesthetics, they just like the kind of sick things that will collapse when the wind blows. I have been on a diet to the point of being skinny, and I am still called fat by the manager."

Song Xing looked at Su Hang's broad shoulders and thin waist, but he really couldn't see where the other party was fat.

Suhang said that the manager deliberately picked on him.

The work of the waiter was very busy, Song Xing went to other places to work without saying a few words to Suhang.

Su Hang slumped on the small sofa in boredom, his eyes followed Song Xing.

He had a fight with someone in the afternoon, and his bones were hurting all over, so he had to take a good rest.

After Song Xing finished working all night, Suhang also left the shop with the cake.

He was waiting outside for Song Xing to come out after finishing his salary with the manager, raised his hand and raised the cake in the bag, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Eat, eat, eat!"

What answered him was 030 hidden in Song Xing's mind.

Song Xing looked a little helpless, but he didn't accept Suhang's cake after all: "You didn't eat tonight."

Suhang froze for a moment: "How do you know?"

Song Xing didn't speak, and then the two of them walked for a while, and somehow they sat at an open-air barbecue stall with good business.

I ordered a 30 yuan skewer of meat and three packs of pancakes. The meat was half-fat and half-thin streaky. Song Xing poked an iron stick into the grill to fiddle with the charcoal. Popping out, smoky people can't keep their eyes open.

Suhang stared straight at the dripping meat skewers, and gulped.

"Drink?" he asked hoarsely.

Song Xing thought for a while: "Drink."

The two ordered Tsingtao beer, a total of nine bottles.

Suhang seemed to be a bold person, he took off the cap of the wine bottle and suffocated the whole bottle in one breath.

In contrast, Song Xing drank at a leisurely pace.

030 didn't like the smell of alcohol, so Song Xing poured beer into a paper cup, and after a few sips, he had to eat some meat skewers to scare the system.

Fortunately, 030 was very satisfied with the taste of the pork belly, so he didn't make much noise after all.

It is said that a man's friendship is built on the wine table, and Su Hang drank on his face, and it didn't take long for the blush to spread down his neck and face.

The corners of his eyes became more seductively flushed, and his mouth became more talkative.

Most of his topics are complaining to Song Xing that the scalp and meat business is not easy this year, not to mention the weird hobbies of the guests, and he always encounters some strange ones.He also said that what he hates the most is the kind of steel small opening, and he has to waste a week after playing once.

Song Xing listened quietly without interrupting.

Suhang talked about bad things for a long time. Through the dark night, he looked at Song Xing's side face. The young man's young and energetic face was unbelievably beautiful under the light of the charcoal fire.

Suddenly an inexplicable self-esteem rose from the bottom of his heart, Suhang's throat rolled up and down, and he blurted out: "But don't think that I am not well-known in this profession, but there are really many important people in Jiangcheng that I don't know." He said this When he came out, he straightened his back and said, as if he was trying to support himself, "The group of young men who have money and leisure but don't do their jobs properly. In addition, if they are more powerful, they are like Mr. Zhao, who is white and clean, and Huafu in Xicheng District." Wang Dong from the real estate company, and Song Erye from the Song Group are all regular customers of our place."

Song Xing felt familiar and repeated: "Second Master Song?"

030 interjected in Song Xing's head and said, "It's the uncle of the mission target, the guardian of the other party before he became an adult. Oh, Xing Xing, if you eat any more meat, it will burn."

Song Xing said, "I'm full."

030: "..." I'm not full!

Suhang on the other end drank too much, and his voice was a little muffled.

He squinted at Song Xing, and noticed that Song Xing paid more attention to the second son of the Song family, so he tilted his head and squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Are you surprised? You really don't think this person has a serious appearance, and he appears every day at some charity event." Actually, to be honest...except for not playing with men, this old guy can play better than anyone else in his true nature."

True Color is the place where Suhang works, and it is one of the largest entertainment clubs in Jiangcheng.

The hierarchical system in the clubhouse is very strict. After so many years of mixing in Suzhou and Hangzhou, they can barely circle the upper middle.When he was young, he was stubborn and his heart was higher than the sky. He was delayed when he was the best in this industry. After he resigned himself to his fate and determined to climb up, he realized that after that age, apart from having more experience than newcomers, he had no advantage at all. also no.

He also thought about getting rid of it and living a free life, but in the end he found it very difficult.

If the road goes astray, it will never return to the previous way.

However, Su Hang didn't tell anyone these words. He bragged to Song Xing for a long time about which important people he had contacted with, and then stuck to Song Xing to get the phone number of the other party, and then received a call from the manager.

Not to mention the failure of the business deal in Suhang today, it mainly angered the other party and directly complained to the headquarters.

The manager who was in charge of Suhang was already blackened by Suhang's anger. It happened that a group of people came to the club in the middle of the night, and they were difficult to serve and could not be provoked. Come with a high mind.

Suhang didn't expect the manager to trick him, he said something lazily on the phone, and then he hung up the call.

The account was settled by Song Xing in advance, Suhang didn't say anything, stood up and stretched crookedly, said goodbye to Song Xing, then waved his hands and walked away.

The cake was left in the end.

030 said: "He is really a good man."

Song Xing pulled the corner of his mouth helplessly.

At this time, more than 20 hours have passed since the mission target was broken up last night.

Song Xing was thinking about checking the other party's loneliness value before going to bed at night, and said to 030 after leaving the barbecue booth: "System, help me see how high Mr. Song's loneliness value is now?"

030 is in a good mood, and he is very cooperative.

50.

Another five points lower than last night.

Song Xing was not surprised by the drop of five points, but 030 found it amazing: "Xing Xing, you are the only person I have ever seen who can reduce the number of mission points without clearing the mission target!"

Song Xing was also very happy.

But Su Hang, who had been called back to his true colors by the manager, couldn't be happy at this time.

He hid in the bathroom, dizzy, hot flashes all over his body, obviously drugged, and couldn't move his legs.

The whole person endured without falling down, Suhang took out his mobile phone with difficulty, and dialed the number just stored tonight without thinking.

The bell rang three times, the call was picked up, and a polite greeting from a young man came from inside: "Hello."

"I'm not good."

Su Hang clutched his head, he felt so uncomfortable, his teeth were chattering, "Xiao Lu, come and save me, you have to come and save me."

In the bathroom next door, after Song Wenlu washed his hands, he heard a muffled groaning sound coming from the bathroom.

He vaguely heard a name, and thought it sounded familiar, so he took another look inside the closed toilet door.