Raiders of that cat

But it's only May, and the weather is already hot.

An Xiuchen has always been afraid of heat, but now standing under the sun, his whole body will melt.

He looked at his watch from time to time, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon, but the time he made an appointment with Gu Shaoqing was two o'clock, and a full hour had passed, why hasn't this guy come yet?

Are you still angry with yourself?

An Xiuchen sighed, and took out a pack of cigarettes from his backpack. This was sent by a junior student who wanted to be the head of the Discipline Inspection Department of the Student Union this morning to bribe him, but that junior didn't seem to be good at intelligence work. Xiu Chen doesn't smoke.

It's not that he doesn't like it, but that Gu Shaoqing doesn't like the smell of cigarettes, so he simply quit.

He still remembered that Gu Shaoqing, who was fat like a dumpling, was lying on the table, frowning slightly, and said in a cautious tone: "An Xiuchen, can you stop smoking in the future, when I smell the smell of smoke, my eyes will twitch Involuntary tears."

An Xiuchen supported his head with one hand, through the thin smoke, he saw that Gu Shaoqing's eye circles were a little red, and he was a little pitiful. He took a last breath, and then extinguished the cigarette butt between his fingers. Slightly nodding: "What you say is what you say."

But it was such a fat man with little restraint who lost his temper with him two days ago.

The reason was that An Xiuchen had his name clearly written on the recommended student form of a design school in the United States in An Xiuchen's hand.

An Xiuchen's family background is not good, so it was hard for him to win this spot, but facing the three full years of leaving, Gu Shaoqing was naturally unwilling.

An Xiuchen hesitated, but when he thought of Gu Shaoqing in his mind, he couldn't let go, that fat man couldn't do without him.

If he just left without looking back, then this stupid fat man would not know how much bullying he would suffer.

Forget it, anyway, there are quite a few good architectural universities in China. According to his grades, it's not like he can't pass the exam. The foreign universities are just...

An Xiuchen looked down for a second, then simply tore it in half and threw it into the trash can.

I will not go to the evil capitalist country.

After throwing away this burden, An Xiuchen felt a lot lighter in an instant. Another 15 minutes had passed. Gu Shaoqing would never be late.

An Xiuchen frowned and called, there were two beeps, and then he got through.

"Gu Shaoqing, I've been waiting for you here for over an hour, are you still coming? I've already made up my mind about studying abroad." An Xiuchen said to himself, but there was a sudden call from the other end. Lazy voice: "Look, who is calling? Isn't this the president of our school student union?"

An Xiuchen stood up abruptly: "Wang Minghao? Why did you answer the call, where is Gu Shaoqing?"

Through the mobile phone, An Xiuchen could only hear laughter and faint shouts, that voice...

"Wang Minghao, what did you do to Gu Shaoqing?!" An Xiuchen's heart sank, and his heart was on fire.

"President An, look at what you said, what can I do to this fat man, even if I have the guts of a bear, I won't dare to touch you."

Wang Minghao is not a good person, his words cannot be believed at all.

Gu Shaoqing's voice screamed in pain, An Xiuchen really wanted to rush over now and give Wang Minghao a hard time, but under the impulse, he understood what Wang Minghao's purpose was, so he could only try to calm down Mind: "I've already given up my recommended spot, you let Gu Shaoqing go, if you have the guts, come at me."

"How do I know, are you lying to me? Well, I'm in room 3001 of the baseball club. If you have anything to say, let's meet and talk."

An Xiuchen gritted his teeth and said "good", and immediately rushed out of the track and field, but the phone in his pocket rang again.

An Xiuchen thought it was Wang Minghao who had changed his mind again, but after picking it up, it was Aunt Zhang, the neighbor.

"Xiu Chen, come back quickly and take a look, the door of your house has been blocked by gangsters again, your mother is alone at home, I'm afraid..."

"Boom!"

It was the sound of banging on the door, and the sound of cursing.

An Xiuchen grabbed his phone tightly, these bastards, haven't they already paid back this month's money?How can...

"Xiu Chen, come back quickly, those underworld gangs are very powerful...Xiu Chen, the door of your house was kicked open..."

Then there was a burst of busy sounds, An Xiuchen felt his head buzzing, the voices of Wang Minghao and Aunt Zhang alternated in his head, his arms dropped, and the phone fell to the ground with a muffled sound.

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The development of S City is really changing with each passing day. 30 years ago, it was just a fisherman's village. Every family drove a sampan, lived in a floating house, fishing for fish and shrimp. After 30 years of reform, it has become a village. The cosmopolitan metropolis, with row upon row of high-rise buildings, the golden and red intertwined urban tone, and the turbulent crowd in a hurry, seem to be an irresistible modern trend.

There was a lot of traffic under his feet, and in the spacious and exquisite office, a man stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking the city. The windows were clear and clean. He took a sip of the red wine, and looked up again to see himself reflected in the glass.

He is slender, wearing a striped black suit handmade in Italy, which further accentuates his handsome appearance, but his expression is a bit serious, as if he is thinking about something.

The door of the office was pushed open, and a high-spirited middle-aged man walked in: "Xiu Chen, today's case is thanks to you. If it weren't for your creative plan, I'm afraid we wouldn't be able to win the name."

An Xiuchen put down the red wine glass, his face changed when he raised his eyes, with a faint smile on his lips, he was very humble: "Mr. Feng is overwhelmed, for being able to cooperate with Shengming smoothly, and for every employee in the company. Efforts are inseparable."

Feng Rui is An Xiuchen's bole. Feng Rui went to the university to recruit, and he took a fancy to An Xiuchen at a glance, and spent a lot of money from his opponent to snatch him. Chen has already given him Shangpin Ruicheng Company, which has won many cooperation projects.

There are such excellent people in the circle, so they will naturally be targeted by other companies.

"I heard that Hengda intends to work on a project with you?"

An Xiuchen knew that Feng Rui wanted to ask more than this, he looked up at Feng Rui, and gave him a reassurance: "President Wang of Hengda is just my friend, and Feng is always my nobleman. From the first day of Ruicheng, he never thought of betraying the company and Mr. Feng, so this gossip cannot be trusted."

Feng Rui smiled, he patted An Xiuchen on the shoulder, looked around the office for a week, and said after a long time: "This place seems a bit small, it just so happens that the creative director's office on the 33rd floor has been renovated, you should report to the 33rd floor tomorrow. "

This is a promotion.

An Xiuchen's complexion didn't fluctuate much, he smiled: "Thank you Mr. Feng for your appreciation, I will definitely work harder for the company."

Feng Rui nodded with satisfaction: "Tonight, the company has a celebration banquet. I know you don't like excitement, but after all, you are the central figure who won Shengming, and you are the company's new creative director, so feel wronged tonight."

When Feng Rui talked about this, An Xiuchen could only agree.

Feng Rui left, and An Xiuchen leaned against the table with a headache. Although he knew that drinking and socializing were indispensable in the workplace, he was really lazy in dealing with interpersonal communication.

Even though he was unwilling in every possible way in his heart, An Xiuchen still went in the end, but he went a little later.

Shangpin Ruicheng is also one of the largest companies in S City, with tens of thousands of employees. Now this celebration banquet has also booked the banquet halls on the first and second floors of the entire hotel. The scale is so large that when An Xiuchen walks in, the surrounding They all cast envious glances. Who in the company didn't know that he was Feng Rui's former celebrity and the newly appointed creative director. In order to keep him, Feng Rui even gave him a lot of shares in the company.

A young talent is naturally a god-level figure in the eyes of the company's female employees.

"Boss Feng" An Xiuchen stood behind Feng Rui humbly and politely.

Feng Rui turned around and pulled An Xiuchen over, not blaming him for being late, but taking him to meet the bosses and elites in the business world.

After going back and forth, An Xiuchen also had to drink two more glasses.

An Xiuchen was a little drunk, he sat on the sofa and rested, thinking that the banquet was over, he asked his assistant Xiao Chen to take him back.

But after waiting and waiting, Xiao Chen didn't come, but a graceful beauty posted up. An Xiuchen opened his eyes slightly, only to see the red wine glass in the beauty's hand, flickering.

"Mr. An, are you drunk?" The voice was sweet, and the man's ears would definitely be broken when he heard it, but he, An Xiuchen, didn't like women, so this trick was useless to him.

An Xiuchen felt hot, he wanted to push away the annoying beauty, get up, and go out to cool off, but the beauty followed suit, seeing An Xiuchen swaying, she hurried up a few steps, and supported him: "President An , I'll take you home."

An Xiuchen leaned against the wall and walked to the entrance of the hotel. He wanted to reach out to stop a car, but the beauty refused to let him go. She pulled him and pointed to the red car parked by the side of the road: "Mr. An, where is the car?"

An Xiuchen sneered, gently pushed away the beautiful woman's hand, stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, squinting his eyes slightly to examine her.

The beauty was immediately flattered, thinking that An Xiuchen was going to kiss her, so she immediately showed all kinds of tenderness, but An Xiuchen just looked at her, and said leisurely: "How much did you pay for this face?"

The beauty was stunned, and she smiled stiffly: "Mr. An, you drank too much, I'd better take you home."

The beauty was pulling An Xiuchen towards the car, but suddenly an extra hand came out out of thin air and cut off An Xiuchen's beard.

"This beauty, I'm afraid it's not enough to send a drunk man home." The tone was very light.

An Xiuchen opened his slightly drunken eyes and glanced, maybe he drank too much, except for seeing his fair face, everything else was blurred.

"Who are you? I'll take my boss home, can you control me?" The beauty became a little annoyed.

The guy smiled, his arms tightened even more on An Xiuchen, and he raised his chin slightly: "You are really right, I can take care of it, I am the substitute driver called by his assistant, and the task is to take him home."