【Rebirth】Late Cool

Zhou Xiangwan hummed a song and opened the door of the office. He first smelled a faint scent of perfume, and then saw Zhao Rong coming out of his lounge with a skirt on her hand.

His face darkened, he wanted to get angry but held back, he turned around on the chair as if nothing had happened, and asked, "What are you doing in my lounge?"

Zhao Rong wanted to hook up with Zhou Xiangwan for a long time. She pretended to be uncomfortable and lowered her neckline a little, and whispered softly: "It's like this, Zhou Shao, I poured water on my skirt just now, and I thought you I'm still in the hospital, so I went into your lounge and changed clothes."

Zhou Xiangwan looked at the white shirt on her body that barely covered her hips, sneered inwardly, and said in a low voice, "Miss Zhao, how many years have you been with me?"

When Zhao Rong heard that Zhou Xiangwan's tone was wrong, he realized that he might have crossed the line, so he smiled flatteringly: "Young Master Zhou, it's been a year."

"It's only been a year," Zhou Xiangwan said with no emotion on his face, "If you dare to wear my clothes casually, then give you three years, will the entire Zhou family be in your hands?"

Zhao Rong didn't understand what brand of firecrackers Zhou Xiangwan, who had always been very conniving to her, had eaten so much today that he got so angry at her.Tears welled up in her eyes, and she looked very pitiful: "I'm sorry, Young Master Zhou, but I was inappropriate, and I will never do it again."

Zhou Xiangwan doesn't have any feelings of pity and tenderness now, and he really wants to get rid of this pretending woman in one go, but she is disheveled now, and if there is a big trouble, I don't know what will happen.

He is now at a critical moment of unilaterally chasing Wu Liang, and maintaining a good image is the most important thing, and Zhao Rong's scheming shit stick can't be lost.

Find a mistake at work another day, and fire her openly.

Zhou Xiangwan stood up and didn't bother to look at Zhao Rong: "There is no next time. Now, change your clothes back and throw the one on you in the trash can. If I don't call you in the future, you have no right to enter the office. Do you understand? "

Zhao Rong lowered her head and said in a choked voice, "Got it."

Zhou Xiangwan opened the door and went out, secretly regretting why he knew how to recruit people by himself before?It really delays others and disgusts myself.

He pokes crookedly in the hallway, jotting down what's next on his calendar.

First of all, he needs a secretary who specializes in practical things.

Secondly, the matter of Linhai Villa must be resolved as soon as possible, so that the National Day can have a good time with Wu Liang.

In the end, he had to spare time to go shopping, after all, he would see Wu Liang every day in the days to come.How can I do without a few nice clothes.

After making a general arrangement, he called the driver and headed to Linhai Villa.

After Wu Liang sent Zhou Xiangwan away, he sat and stared blankly for a while.His job is like this. If there is any sales promotion period, or when the company encounters a reputation crisis, he will be as busy as a donkey. Staying up late and working overtime is a trivial matter. Nearly died in the street.But during the publicity break, he was almost a salted fish mascot hanging in the office, especially now that the staff under his command are very complete, and they do things cleanly. He somewhat misses the days when he taught them by hand. up.

He checked WeChat, but there was no news from Du Ruo.He tried to send him a sentence: "Have you had lunch?"

Wu Liang waited for a while, but Du Ruo didn't reply him.

He frowned, feeling a little annoyed. I don't know if it was his illusion. Du Ruo has become more and more indifferent to him recently. At the beginning, Du Ruo sent WeChat to chat with him every day. Later, he took the initiative to find topics and Du Ruo replied in seconds. Now it has developed to a WeChat reply every other day.

Wu Liang is neither pretentious nor clingy. Indeed, there is no need for two men to be so clingy. He has never been in a relationship and lacks experience, but is it not normal to be like this now?

The screen of the phone went dark, reflecting his face.

His lips are thin and bloodless. Du Ruo once half-jokingly said that his face is heartless.

He stroked his somewhat chapped lips, and said some words, which sounded nothing at the time, but the old man is impermanent, and the whole past is full of irony.Wu Liang thought sadly: All my feelings are on him, can he not feel it?

Wu Liang sighed, inexplicably recalling the kiss that Zhou Xiangwan blew while leaning against the door in the morning.

He's all bad.

He waved his hands as if to chase away mosquitoes, as if he could drive Young Master Zhou away by doing so.

Zhou Shao is poisonous.

Wu Liang turned on minesweeper with a blank expression, turned on the ultimate mode, found a grid and clicked the mouse.

Global explosion.

...Wu Liang made a serious conclusion again: It's really poisonous.

And what is the poisonous young master Zhou doing now?

Young Master Zhou's idol burden has completely collapsed now.

I saw him wearing a large yellow jumpsuit that workers often wear, and a hard hat, walking in the yellow sandy construction site.

As a developer, he could just sit in the conference room and point out the words, but the contractor was tricky. Zhou Xiangwan had an intuition that it was not an accident when the canopy collapsed before. He walked around the construction site, but nothing happened. He didn't find it, but he made himself very embarrassed, because he fell down.

Tsk, he took off his helmet and fanned his sweaty face.In the construction industry, there are many and complex interest groups involved, and mistakes in any link will lead to a big quarrel.

"Hey, over there," Zhou Xiangwan yelled from behind, "Put the hard hat back on!"

Alas, Zhou Xiangwan brushed his hair back, turned his head to signal that he understood, and then reluctantly put back his hat, which was so hot.

But the man didn't give up, and asked Zhou Xiangwan what he was doing here with a cigarette in his mouth.

Zhou Xiangwan didn't think he was bothering him either, so he sat down and chatted with him.

That man is the supervisor of the construction site, his name is Li Yong. He has been in this industry for some years, and he has never seen such a down-to-earth developer, who is still jumping around on the construction site with a cane.

Li Yong took a cigarette from Zhou Xiangwan, and slowly told Zhou Xiangwan about the canopy incident.

"The material of the canopy conforms to the national standard, but it does not conform to the design. It's just a side-kick, you know. It meets the standards during acceptance, but once there is any natural or man-made disaster, it will collapse. This matter needs to be resolved or the design institute Change the design, or the material supplier changes the material."

Zhou Xiangwan also lit a cigarette, and he was in a state of vicissitudes: "I have inspected the materials, and their budget cuts in materials are too much. Li Gong, I heard that you have quarreled with them about this matter? "

Speaking of this, Li Yong was also full of helplessness: "It's not just that there was a quarrel, it was almost pinched. But what can I do, use the national standard to suppress people if there is nothing to do, and run away if something happens, a bunch of grandchildren."

Li Yong's speech is like a cross talk talk, with a rigid look, cadence and ups and downs, with a sense of joy.

Zhou Xiangwan was about to say something when he heard someone shouting in the distance: "Mr. Zhou, the meeting is ready!"

He stubbed out the cigarette and patted Li Yong on the shoulder comfortingly: "Don't worry, it won't happen in the future."

What followed was a long meeting. The meeting room was set up in a temporary shed, and all the heads of the engineering chain sat together and quarreled.Zhou Xiangwan watched with cold eyes, and when everyone was exhausted from arguing, he slowly invited someone in, and dropped a □□ on the spot: He wanted to intervene in another contractor, forming a check and balance pattern between two parties.

One stone caused a thousand waves, and at this time the firepower was concentrated on Zhou Xiangwan and the new contractor.Zhou Xiangwan was a very tough person at work, he refused to give an inch, and the three parties were deadlocked. A meeting lasted until nearly six o'clock in the evening before there was a relatively satisfactory result.

Zhou Xiangwan sat in the empty conference room, too tired to even take off his hat. He leaned on the chair and looked at the message he sent to Wu Liang at 4 o'clock on his mobile phone. The content was to tell him not to wait. He was going to die in Linhai Villa.

Don't get back to me yet.

Hmph, it must be with that Du Ruo.

He closed his eyes, ready to go back to sleep for a while.He heard footsteps and didn't care.until he heard:

"Young Master Zhou, wake up, go back and sleep again."

Wu Liang's voice is particularly recognizable among a group of northern rough men. It is clear and cold, like a cold spring flowing in an empty valley, and like a sip of plum blossom wine in winter, burning Zhou Xiangwan's internal organs. over and over.

Zhou Xiangwan's brain was jolted like an electric shock, he stood up straight like a dead dog, and untied his helmet with the speed of a magician, and patted Yan with his free hand during the process. The little mud spots on the vulgar jumpsuit opened his mouth.In his preparatory scene, he should have brought a 2000 million soft light filter, and there was no lack of gentleness in the accident: "Little fool, why are you here?"

However, the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.All Zhou Xiangwan's adrenal hormones gave him supernormal limbs, his motor language center went offline intermittently, and his tongue twisted and turned into a Yiwu twist: "You...you you you you Little little..."

Wu Liang touched his face, suspecting that due to the dim light, his pale coffin face frightened people.

He softened his voice: "Don't get excited, I'm here to pick you up."

After saying this, why does it feel even more terrifying...

Wu Liang couldn't help laughing when he saw Zhou Shao covering his face and shaking his head wildly. He thought that Zhou Xiangwan was really timid, rounding it up, he was almost non-existent.

Zhou Xiangwan shook his head and restarted, updated the system from the inside out, regained his elegant aristocratic temperament, his language function finally returned, and spit out a bunch of confusing gibberish: "Wu Liang, you just Like a surprise that fell from the sky."

Wu Liang interpreted this sentence as saying that he hadn't announced in advance that he would come, so he shook his phone and said, "I've sent a message."

Zhou Xiangwan's tired eyelids drooped, and the dim yellow lights of the construction site shone on Wu Liang's head. He seemed to have hallucinations. Wu Liang seemed to have wings growing from his back, like an angel who had fallen into the ruins of a holy war.

I'm here to pick you up.

These words echoed in Zhou Xiangwan's mind, and he asked in a daze, "Why did you come to pick me up?"

Wu Liang had actually thought about this issue too, he should take the initiative to keep a distance from Zhou Shao, but he would always think of his pathetic "I'm going to hang in the terrible Linhai Villa." message.After get off work, he rushed over.

Maybe I've been too busy lately.he thinks.

"Just take a look. After all, the PR department has been writing the draft of Linhai Villa recently." Wu Liang turned around uncomfortably, "Let's go, there are a lot of mosquitoes."

I want to cover it up!Obviously they came here to pick me up!

The corners of Zhou Xiangwan's mouth curled up uncontrollably, his exhaustion disappeared, he got into Wu Liang's car, overcame the fear of riding in the car, and maintained a super high pleasure value.

Wu Liang's car is very clean, unlike some people's cars that always have some annoying smell of cigarettes, this car smells faintly of mint, which is very refreshing.

Zhou Xiangwan secretly lowered his head, making sure that he didn't smell sour and sweaty, and then closed his eyes reassuringly.

He didn't want to sleep, but now that he saw the oncoming car, he still felt a reflex pain in his chest, so he simply imitated the spirit of an ostrich and closed his eyes.

The airtight space isolated the sound of busy traffic in a far away place. He heard Wu Liang's shallow breathing surrounded him, and the phrase "The years are quiet and peaceful, and the world is safe and stable" suddenly came to mind. With this reassuring background music, His consciousness gradually dissipated in boundless drowsiness.

Wu Liang was driving the car, seeing Zhou Xiangwan's crooked side, subconsciously glanced at him and found that he was not wearing a seat belt.

Tsk, without safety awareness, where have you learned the traffic rules?

Wu Liang didn't know that if Zhou Xiangwan's usual burden of being an idol was only at the level of fresh meat, then in front of him, he wished to be as dignified, self-restraining, graceful and luxurious as the British royal family.Wu Liang's obsession with Du Ruo in his previous life really scared him. He actually didn't have much confidence in this relationship. The only thing he could grasp was the attraction of his external image to Wu Liang. Today, his face is full of dust and his temples are like The image of Shuang made him nervously forget everything.Including wearing seat belts.

Wu Liang slowed down the car and pulled the car over to the side, and gently moved over to pull out the seat belt. This posture was awkward, his face almost touched Zhou Xiangwan's nose, and his breath sprayed on the side of his face with heat , he tilted his head a little further uncomfortably.

Even in his sleep, Zhou Xiangwan was like a dog nose. He was very sensitive to the lingering cold fragrance on Wu Liang's body. It was almost an instinct in his subconscious. When he leaned forward, it happened to be Wu Liang's face. Rubbing it with his nose, he couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell back.

This is the highest state of playing hooligans, even the people who play hooligans don't know if they have played hooligans, leaving Wu Liang, who is all stiff and blushing, to explode on the spot.

He quickly buckled the seat belt in, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out, just like his thoughts at the moment.

Is Zhou Xiangwan pretending to sleep?

He actually rubbed me!

Why is he rubbing against me?

Does he really like me?

No, I have to keep my distance from him.

It's hopeless, I actually think he's a little cute...

Zhou Xiangwan didn't know that he completed a magic assist in his sleep, and when he woke up from hunger, he was still in the car, and Wu Liang was leaning against the front of the car smoking a cigarette through the windshield.

Some people smoke a strong hooligan aura, such as Zhou Xiangwan, while some smokers will spontaneously form a quiet aura around them, such as Wu Liang.

Zhou Xiangwan opened the door and got out of the car, lit a cigarette, and started puffing away at Wu Liang's side, dragging the melancholy little prince into a hooligan boy.

When the smoke was half burnt, Zhou Xiangwan said slowly, "I recently got a disease."

Wu Liang's jaw tightened imperceptibly, he was afraid that Zhou Xiangwan's next sentence would be: lovesickness.

Fortunately not.

"I'm afraid of oncoming cars recently, and I don't know how to get on it. Thank you today. Without you, I'm afraid I'd have to take the construction site bus. It's too bad."

Wu Liang had just completed the psychological construction with a cold face and a colder heart, when he was overwhelmed by Zhou Xiangwan's strange illness.

He frowned, a little worried: "Hey, have you been to the doctor?"

Zhou Xiangwan nodded: "I've made an appointment, I'll go when I'm free."

"So you have to keep your eyes closed in the car, right?" Wu Liang thought of Zhou Xiangwan's funny gesture when he crossed the road, as if everything had a reasonable explanation, "You can't drive either?"

"Yeah." Zhou Xiangwan carefully looked at Wu Liang with a pair of expectant eyes.

Keep your distance, keep your distance, keep your distance.

Say the important thing three times.

Wake up, Wu Liang.

He refused very hard, and his conscience was tormented: "Then Qian Meng has been really busy recently, I hope you can recover soon."

Seeing Wu Liang's embarrassing appearance like Zhou Xiangwan's, he was secretly pleased, and found that in just a few days, his status in Wu Liang's heart was actually a little higher.

Naturally, he was not willing to torture Wu Liang, and smiled nonchalantly, "Thank you for your good words. Let's go, haha, I'm still waiting for me to shovel shit for it."

In the next few days, Zhou Xiangwan would go to the Linhai Villa to squat from time to time. After confirming that the project was running smoothly, he ushered in the National Day with great joy.