Obsessed with Qin

I can still treat you better. "

Xiao Le showed eight teeth standardly: "Then I'll wait for you outside."

Qin Zhao's business trip to Shanghai this time is to clean up the mess for others. The group of foxes in the headquarters have all practiced and know when to coax and when to be tight, so the benefits of this business trip are extraordinarily generous.Five-star hotel presidential suite, the price of a one-square-meter square meter in a prime location for one night's sleep.

This price naturally represents a kind of enjoyment. The bathroom is surrounded by crystal glass. Golden and warm.In the center of the crystal wall is a bathtub of astonishing size. The bottom of the bathtub is painted with patterns of lotus flowers in indigo blue. Beauty, as if a mermaid sleeps deep in the heart of a flower.

Qin Jin stripped himself naked and sat on the edge of the bathtub, staring at the lotus pattern on the bottom of the bathtub with fascination. It was a kind of extreme beauty, too gorgeous to resemble the scenery of the world.Qin Jinyue looked more and more fascinated, and unconsciously leaned back, just bumped into the metal shelf where the sundries were placed, and a small box wrapped in a thin layer of water vapor fell into his arms.

Qin Jin brought the small box closer to his eyes for a closer look, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed.The box is full of tadpole characters. Although the characters are incomprehensible, the poster of a man and a woman with entangled limbs is better than any description.

Obviously, this is a box of pills, magic pills that are used to stimulate certain emotions at certain times.

Qin Jin turned around and took a look. There were a lot of men's toiletries piled up in a mess on the small metal shelf. It was estimated that these were special props provided by the hotel. Toiletries were mixed up.

Qin Ershao rolled his eyes back and forth, and stuffed the small medicine box into the pocket of the bathrobe with his backhand.

Such a good thing, don't waste it!

Qin Jin asked Xiao Le to wait outside, and he really sat in the small living room outside the bedroom and waited in an orderly manner, with his knees together, his hands hanging down naturally, neither drinking tea nor smoking, and not turning on the TV, just so dry Sit for nearly four ten minutes.Qin Jin came out of the bathroom while wiping his hair, suddenly saw Xiao Le like this and thought that the National People's Congress had been moved to the hotel, so he couldn't help but sneered: "Do you also behave like this when you meet customers?" How can you negotiate a contract with someone like this?"

Xiao Le narrowed his eyes and smiled: "When I was a child, the family was strictly controlled, and I got used to it. I'll take you out for dinner after changing clothes. Do you like sweets? If you like food, I'll take you to Shanghai local dishes."

Qin Jin wiped his hair and paced back and forth in the room for a few steps, saying: "Don't worry about eating, I'm not hungry. You must know where Qin Zhao is going to have a show tonight, take me there," Qin Jin paused for a while. , thought for a while and continued, "Forget it, tell me the address, then borrow my car, and I will go there by myself. My brother will definitely be much better tonight, and I have to pick him up. His assistant seems to be out of his mind. I'm not rich, my brother is not easy to handle when he drinks too much, and I don't feel relieved to hand it over to others."

Qin Ershao is an actionist who thinks out as soon as he comes out. He threw down the towel and turned into the bedroom and changed his outfit. He came out with a white T-shirt and dark jeans. The size didn't fit well. He should have found it out of Qin Zhao's box. old clothes.There is no gauze wrapped around the face, and the black stitches are exposed, which is not ugly, but has a kind of primitive wildness.

Xiao Le followed Qin Jin, watching him grab a shoulder bag after changing his clothes and throw things in it, paper towels, mineral water and a small cup of yogurt for hangover, Xiao Le said: "You two brothers have feelings for each other. That's great, all the little girls around Mr. Qin are not half as careful as you."

The movements of Qin Jin's hands paused slightly, he swung his shoulder bag on his shoulders, spread his slender fingers in front of Xiao Le, and said confidently and confidently: "Stop talking nonsense! Give me the car keys, and I will let you go tomorrow morning." My brother will pay you back."

Xiao Le slowly took out the car key from his pocket and put it in Qin Jin's hand, and said with deep meaning: "I said that Mr. Qin's [-]th year has passed, why is there still a regular woman by his side? With you like this A brother who knows how to love others, no matter how considerate a woman is, becomes unworthy of him."

When Xiao Le said this, Qin Jin was bending over to change his shoes at the entrance. He fastened the straps of his sneakers, jumped on the spot twice, and said to Xiao Le, "Do you know why my brother doesn't like you? Because you not only The smile is too fake, and the mouth is too cheap. You already look like a party newspaper propaganda poster, so don’t follow your mouth, otherwise, you will die a miserable death!"

After Qin Jin finished speaking, he pushed open the door, turned sideways and made a gesture of "walk slowly and don't see me off", Xiao Le raised his eyebrows, and when passing by Qin Jin, lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "I don't I know why Qin Zhao doesn't like me, but I know why you don't like me! Young master, there is still a long way to go, I hope you can always be so arrogant!"

Qin Jin leaned his back against the door panel and was silent for a moment. Countless emotions flashed in his pupils, and finally suppressed into a heavy blackness. He turned to face Xiao Le's back and said, "Tell your master, I must have been more arrogant than him for a long time. Young is my greatest capital, unless he goes to another child, then I don't mind letting him call me uncle!"

Xiao Le didn't turn his head back, his heels stepped on the ground and made no sound.Qin Jin gathered the strap of the schoolbag on his shoulders, thinking, I don't care about anything, but Qin Zhao, I will not back down even a little bit.

He is the only love in my life, engraved into my bones, and lives and dies with life.

Tonight, Qin Zhao hosted a few suppliers and distributors who had cooperated with the Shanghai branch for a long time, and they booked the entire terrace area of ​​the Westin Hotel, with wooden tables and chairs and piano accompaniment, and the waiters were all young girls in white evening gowns.If you drink too much champagne, you will get drunk. Qin Zhao ordered those male secretaries and female secretaries to help his slumped CEO away, and at the same time pinched his temples hard-these days he can't sleep well and drinks too much, and his head hurts. It's like having a craniotomy without anesthesia!

Qin Zhao was leaning on the fence of the terrace and scolding his mother. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the waiter leading a young man with a backpack over. The clothes on the man looked familiar, and his short, prickly black hair was still wet.A very gentle smile curled up on Qin Zhao's lips, and before the smile spread across his eyes, he saw the drunk CEO of a certain company break away from the secretary's support and plunge his head into the young man's arms, his lips smacked erotically. on the neck of young people.

Qin Zhao's eyes turned cold in an instant, and he took the suit jacket casually and put it in the crook of his arm. Something with metallic light appeared and disappeared in an instant, so fast that people wondered whether he really saw something or himself. dazzled.

(34)

Qin Jin has lived for more than 20 years. Apart from being fed some dirty cat urine by Jin Yachen, he has never been publicly molested. It's still pretty oppressive there.

When the middle-aged man in a high-end suit swayed towards him, Qin Jin simply thought that Ya was about to fall from drinking too much, and even reached out to help him. Afterwards, Qin Ershao recalled that scene I can't wait to kick myself twice and give me another slap—you idiot!

The middle-aged man plunged into Qin Jin's arms and wrapped his hands around Qin Jin's waist, his lips pressed against the side of Qin Ershao's neck. The smell of ethanol was not bad at all, and it sprayed all over Qin Jin's body.Qin Jin, who had just recovered from a serious illness, was already a little weak. When he was bumped by a drunk, he tilted his body and ran to the small fountain behind him and fell over.Suddenly there was a weight on his waist, and someone grabbed his belt and pulled him back from the drunk's arms.

Qin Zhao rubbed Qin Jin's head, and pushed him to the assistant who followed him. Qin Jin faintly felt that the atmosphere was not right, and subconsciously wanted to grab Qin Zhao's sleeve, but the assistant stopped the two without a trace After a while, he said to Qin Jin: "Don't worry, young master, Boss Qin and Boss Shao have business matters to talk about."

Qin Zhao turned around and walked to the middle-aged man in two steps. He clasped his shoulder with one hand, exerted a strong force on his wrist, and pushed him directly into the open elevator. .

The middle-aged man, surnamed Shao, is the backstage boss of a medium-sized enterprise. He has a bit of a relationship between black and white.Many people called him Boss Shao in front of him, turned their backs and spittled and called him Shao bastard.During the meal, he was the only one who put a pair of paws on the waiter's buttocks at every turn.Qin Zhao sneered and thought, chopping off your three legs is considered killing the people!

Boss Shao slammed into the elevator wall hard, his chest was heaving violently, and the whites of his eyes became cloudy due to years of smoking and drinking. Qin Zhao turned to look at the camera, stood sideways in front of Boss Shao, and kicked on his knee. With a kick, Boss Shao staggered and knelt down. Just as a few hoarse scales came out of his throat, he felt a sudden chill on his forehead, and the muzzle of a black hole had already touched him. The fear of the soul.

Boss Shao raised his head with a stiff face, saw a white blade-like light flashing past Qin Zhao's eyes, and said in a hoarse voice: "At this time and this place, you dare to carry this kind of thing with you, Qin Zhao, you How bold!"

The red numbers on the black screen are increasing bit by bit. Qin Zhao is supporting the elevator wall with one hand, and hiding the pistol in the other hand under the coat. The angle is extremely clever. Looking over from the monitor, It's just two people standing and squatting talking.

Qin Zhao smiled, his voice was as low as a horn before an attack, and he said, "Are you afraid? Tell the truth