The design director skipped work

"Okay." Wu Zheng said, "For the sake of your broken relationship, where do you want to go for a drink?"

Mao Erguo immediately reported the name of a bar: "I'll wait for you here!"

Wu Zheng nodded, he really didn't want to go to the bar.

But after all, Mao Erguo was broken in love, and his tongue was a little loud when he spoke, and he could hear that he was half-drunk, so Wu Zheng was not at ease that he would stay there alone.

Moreover, he was dragged to this bar by Mao Erguo, it is not the nightclub style, it is barely acceptable.

"Then Brother Jiang and I will go over now." Wu Zheng said, "You can take your time and drink, don't wait for us to pick you from the cracks in the ground when we arrive."

"Okay, then would you like to accompany me to MIX to find love?" Mao Erguo asked.

Wu Zheng instantly recalled the terrifying memory of being taken to a nightclub by Mao Erguo last time.

"Impossible." Wu Zheng said firmly.

"But I'm broken in love." Mao Erguo said pitifully.

"You are a person who breaks up in love at least three times a year." Wu Zheng said, "It's already a shame for me to go to the bar to accompany you."

Mao Erguo was silent for a while, and said, "You seem to have a point in what you said. Well then, I'll wait for you at the bar."

After hanging up the phone, Wu Zheng rubbed his forehead. Mao Erguo said he was a love brain, but he was not. He never had too much affection for any girl.

But every month there are always a few days when he keeps chanting the name of a certain girl, such as Xiuxiu last time, Wu Zheng originally thought that Xiuxiu was such a simple and quiet type, and Mao Erguo would accept her when he met her. Heart, I didn't expect it to be yellow, and I was still dumped.

Normally, Wu Zheng really didn't want to go to Mao Erguo, because this person would drink too much when he was broken in love, and would cry when he was drunk, and he would sing cabbage and dilihuang with his arms around Wu Zheng's waist.

But just after eating Jiang Heng's love garlic short ribs, Wu Zheng's mood is better than usual, his heart is filled with the radiance of kindness, and he doesn't mind shining a light on the broken-hearted bastard boy.

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The bar is located on a famous nightclub street in the imperial capital, but compared to other nightclubs, this bar looks a bit more nostalgic, with the taste of a popular music bar more than ten years ago.

Mao Erguo was sitting at a small table in the corner of the bar, with a bottle of wine on the table and a row of empty wine bottles under his feet.

When Wu Zheng walked over first, Mao Erguo looked up at him, and Wu Zheng's footsteps stopped in fright because of the egg-sized dark circles under his eyes.

"How are you?" Wu Zheng asked with concern.

"My heart hurts, but tears flow in my heart." Mao Erguo said quietly, "I didn't expect that after all, I still bear everything alone."

Wu Zheng: "..."

Mao Erguo is usually an image of a playboy, but once he drinks too much, he will turn into a youthful and painful literary youth when he is about to get drunk.

Although Wu Zheng was mentally prepared, he still felt very complicated when he was suddenly attacked by Wen Qing.

Jiang Heng was different, it was the first time he felt Mao Erguo's side, and he quickly twitched with a smile.

Seeing that Mao Erguo was about to release Love Awareness 2.0, Wu Zheng hurriedly sat down on the seat he was pointing at, and signaled Wenqing Mao Erguo to go to the next session: "Tell me your story."

Mao Erguo glanced at Wu Zheng vicissitudes: "I have a story, do you have wine?"

Wu Zheng: ...I didn't, so stop talking.

Of course, this can only be Wu Zheng's inner drama.

In reality, with a smile on his face, Wu Zheng poured a glass of wine for the sad boy Mao Erguo and handed it to him.

Mao Erguo lowered his head, took a sip of the many bottles of wine he had just drank, and sighed sadly.

Jiang Heng felt that he was not mature enough to listen to Mao Erguo's love story, so he stood up consciously and went out for a walk.

After Jiang Heng left, only Mao Erguo and Wu Zheng were left in the corner. At this moment, the resident singer sang a bluesy song. Wu Zheng ordered a plate of French fries for Mao Erguo, and he ate it. After ordering something, he finally looked normal: "It's kind of disturbing to call you out, I'm really sorry."

"I've been a brother for so many years, so I'm sorry." Wu Zheng said, "Just help me upgrade the table pet to a lower level. I want a dynamic one."

Mao Erguo: "..."

"Just kidding." Seeing that Mao Erguo's face was not looking good, Wu Zheng quickly added, "Okay, what's going on with you and Xiuxiu? Didn't you post to Moments to show your affection?"

"Know people, know face, but don't know heart." Mao Erguo sighed, "I thought she was my true destiny, and I was willing to take care of her, but she just regarded me as an ATM. From the beginning, I came to my studio as an intern. With my money."

Wu Zheng was stunned, and forgot to drink the wine in his hand: "For your money?"

"Yes." Mao Erguo said, "I don't know where she heard about my reputation. I guess she used to hang out in nightclubs often. She came to me dressed up as an innocent girl, and first asked me for this and that, and then for me. It's almost the same, so I said sweetly, baby, why don't you just send me a red envelope, you know me too, I'm unkind, if she asks for a red envelope, of course I will give it."

Wu Zheng began to doubt life, is there such a trap?

"Then how much did you give her in the end?" Wu Zheng asked.

Mao Erguo drank another glass of wine, frowned and made a number two.

"Twenty thousand?" Wu Zheng asked.

"Are you a rich second generation!" Mao Erguo slapped the table, and the people on the left and right looked over like they were crazy.

Wu Zheng hurriedly appease Mao Erguo, who was drunk and fried his hair. After coaxing Mao Erguo for a while, he said, "It's not too many, just twenty."

"20?" Wu Zheng's jaw dropped with a click.

For the rich second generation Wu Zheng, 20 yuan is really not a lot of money, but for the working class Wu Zheng, after buying a car some time ago, 20 yuan is almost all his savings.

Mao Erguo nodded, and he could see that this incident had hit him hard. Originally, even if Mao Erguo was broken in love, he was still in high spirits. Although he was in the second grade this time, he could see that he was really sad.

"Should I call the police?" Wu Zheng thought about it, but he could only think of the difficulty in finding the police.That's 20!

"Why do you report to the police? Nobody stole or robbed. I gave the money voluntarily. It's like I repaid the love debts of the previous years." Mao Erguo sighed, "20 is not enough for me. It's a big deal, but I just feel bad for her to lie to me, do you understand?"

Wu Zheng reluctantly nodded, thinking that 20 yuan is still a lot, enough to buy me a car.Little did he know that the pair of watches that his mother gave him and Jiang Heng on New Year's Day had more than 20 straps.

"Shao Zheng, be careful when you fall in love in the future, but if you know your wealth, you may not know whether it is for your money or for your people." Mao Erguo said to Wu Zheng earnestly, "When the time comes, you After eating and wiping your money and running away, you have no place to cry."

Wu Zheng wanted to say that Brother Jiang couldn't do it, but felt that he was looking for a beating by saying such things now, so he silently shut down.

"Hey, I'll just shave my hair and become a monk, and forget about it." Mao Erguo touched his head, as if it had become a bald head.

Wu Zheng was shocked. He knew Mao Erguo's parents. If Mao Erguo became a monk, his parents wouldn't be able to read Wu Zheng's ears.

"I can't do it." Wu Zheng waved his hands again and again, thinking that the poor Er Guo, who was proud of the past years, is now beaten by the society, and his head is dizzy.

"Hey, I also don't think it's appropriate to become a monk. How about I learn from you and forget about it." Mao Erguo said, "Does your boyfriend have a brother to introduce to me? Or when do you get tired of playing and want to break up?" Yes, push his WeChat to me?"

Wu Zheng: "..."

Society, please beat this person in front of you harder.

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However, Mao Erguo's state did not last long. As he drank more and more alcohol, the music in the bar became more and more sad. His sad style is different, and his current expression looks like he is really heartbroken.

Another bottle of wine went down, and Mao Erguo started the orthodox drunken and crying part of a broken-hearted man. With tears in his eyes, he grabbed Wu Zheng's arm and shook: "Why doesn't she want me! Why did she lie to me!"

Wu Zheng couldn't answer, he could only pat Mao Erguo on the shoulder reassuringly.

The resident singer sang a song "Water of Forgetfulness" knowingly.

Mao Erguo lay on the table and cried like a 27-year-old child who had been emotionally hurt.

Later, Mao Erguo was tired from crying and couldn't drink anymore. Wu Zheng called Jiang Heng to come back. As soon as Jiang Heng entered the bar, he saw him wandering around the street because he was too busy, with his left hand and right hand full of things. Zheng found out that it was a snack from various street stalls, and for some reason, two woolen pea shooters were mixed in.

"Too boring." Facing Wu Zheng's shocked gaze, Jiang Heng said innocently, put two plastic bags on the table, and observed Mao Erguo, who was already slumped on the table, "Is this drunk?"

Wu Zheng nodded: "You said we should find a hotel and throw him there, or take him home?"

In fact, asking Wu Zheng like this is because he has Xiao Jiujiu in his heart. He definitely wants to take Mao Erguo home because he is his good friend, but since he lives with Jiang Heng, he must consider Jiang Heng's opinion.

This is the basic operation of scheming BOY Wu Zheng when he pushes the design plan to the director: push one that he wants and one that the director definitely does not want.

Jiang Heng drank too much, he must know how uncomfortable it is to be left in a hotel when he is drunk, so he would promise to take Mao Erguo home...

"It will save trouble to find a hotel and throw him away." Jiang Heng said.

Wu Zheng: "???" This is not the script I imagined!He couldn't believe Jiang Heng would say such a thing.

However, in the next second, Jiang Heng was already looking at him with a full face, swaying as if to say, lie to me, you are a bit young.

"..." Wu Zheng said it again resignedly, "Brother Jiang, shall we take him home tonight?"

Jiang Heng nodded with a smile on his face.

They didn't drive here, so they had to call an online car-hailing car to go back.But this time happened to be the time when the men and women in the bar street were ready to go home. The online car-hailing service added tens of dollars, and there were still twenty or thirty people in line, so they could only wait bitterly on the side of the street.

Mao Erguo was so drunk that he had Jiang Heng on his left hand and Wu Zheng on his right hand. Fortunately, he became very quiet when the cold wind blew, and it was still acceptable as a human-shaped sack pendant.

After waiting for more than 40 minutes, a car finally took the order. The three of them had almost frozen into one-piece statues. After getting in the car, they rubbed their hands together and breathed out.In the car, Mao Erguo started to sleep, snoring around the corner, and the driver was secretly having fun while driving.

After returning home, Mao Erguo was even more drunk, so his wine taste was quite good, and he was not noisy.

Jiang Heng and Wu Zheng made up their minds, fearing that something might happen when he woke up in the middle of the night, they dragged the camp bed to the master bedroom, and then carried Mao Erguo up, Jiang Heng went to heat some milk for Mao Erguo to drink.

Finally able to rest, Wu Zheng heaved a sigh of relief, paralyzed on the bed and didn't want to move, and there was Mao Erguo beside him, so he couldn't do much.Jiang Heng turned off the light, kissed Wu Zheng on the forehead and said, "Good night."

"Good night." Wu Zheng agreed to close his eyes, and soon he fell into a drowsy sleep, half dreaming and half awake feeling that Jiang Heng had been pulling his hand.

"Brother Jiang, what are you doing..." Wu Zheng muttered, and withdrew his hand.

Then he was caught by Jiang Heng again.

"You're so annoying." Wu Zheng muttered, and smoked again, but this time he didn't pull it back, Jiang Heng held on tightly.

"Erguo is still there, what are you doing..." Wu Zheng opened his eyes angrily, and in the darkness, he saw a big face looking down at him, with four eyes facing each other, and the pupils were still shining.

Wu Zheng: 0-0

"Ahhhhhhhhhh!!!" Wu Zheng let out a heart-piercing scream, jumped up, and his whole body exploded in fright.

Jiang Heng on the side was awakened in an instant, and while sitting up, he picked up the crowbar placed on the corner of the bed: "What's wrong? What happened? Don't be afraid that I will protect you!"

The culprit, the owner of the big face in the dark, Mao Erguo, who finally woke up but was even more drunk, looked at Wu Zheng innocently and said, "I want to sleep with you too, okay?"

The author has something to say: don't think too much... I don't mean to make trouble. . 40 words are all 1V1. .I'm not good at cards, don't think too much, don't think too much