Religious Faith

When I entered the box door, Mr. Zeng glanced at me, and when I closed the door, he asked casually, "Why do you look so bad?"

"Ah? It's okay..." I rubbed my face and said, "I played a little late yesterday... until three o'clock in the morning today. If I knew you would come today... Forget it, I still have to know that you will come accompany them."

"why?"

"The background is quite big, so it's hard to refuse."

"It's okay, let's talk."

"It's Director Huang of the Public Security Bureau."

"Which Director Huang?"

"Oh, can you stop asking so carefully..." I embarrassingly said, "These are all customer privacy, we can't tell them, even if someone asks you, I won't tell you! I won't tell you if you kill me! I won't tell you if you kill me do not say [-]

He said slowly: "If you want to tell me, you can't tell."

"Uh...that's it."

I asked, "Didn't you just come here a while ago? Why did you come again so soon?"

"Don't want me to come?"

"No," I poured tea for him, and said, "Aren't you very busy, I thought it would be a long time before you came..."

"I can come whenever I want." He looked at me for a while, and then said, "I lost weight."

"Huh?" I looked at him.

"It's really thin." He pinched my face and said, "You still had a little flesh when you came here last time."

I smiled and thought to myself, I have been tossing so badly during this time, why not lose weight.

He stayed here for dinner tonight. This time he ate Chinese food, which was simple but exquisite.We turned on the light orange lights in the box, and the lights made the dishes mouth-watering.The window frame is made of wood, and you can still see the clear texture. The clean glass reflects the scene in the room. For a moment, I mistakenly thought it was like a home.

The weather was fine that night, and the moon could be seen.

He looked at the moon and said: "The sky is full of autumn and the moon is full again, and the night of the city is full."

The moon is rare, so it is normal for him to be interested in reciting poems. I went out and told the waiter at the door to iron a pot of Xinghua Village and send it.

"Your poem is a bit sad." I smiled at him gently.

"From ancient times to the present, most of the writing about the moon is melancholy."

I nodded and said: "The Chinese can always develop the word poignant and beautiful very well."

"It's rare to get out of the moon, and it's rare to spend half a day free, just follow the ancients and deal with your worries once."

"You are rare and delicate." I smiled.

"Long love in the world is inseparable from four words, wind, flowers, snow and moon."

"I asked them to boil a pot of wine, although there are no flowers or stars, and no chessboard..." I scratched my head and said, "But it's not bad that we can have a drink with the moon. As long as there is a scene in our hearts, our thoughts will be like wandering. Between mountains and rivers, what the ancients pursued was nothing more than this kind of artistic conception, so it is very good for us to do so.”

He looked at me with a slightly surprised look, but it was fleeting, then nodded with a smile, and said, "It's very good."

"But don't you want to know what wine I ordered?"

"You'll know when you get on it." He suddenly asked me, "Where is your home?"

"Northeast." I said.

"Northeast...is a good place."

"Yeah, spring, summer, autumn and winter have four distinct seasons." I said, "In the place where I study, I can see the moon every day. Unfortunately, I didn't pay close attention to it at that time... Now I can't see it even if I want to."

"No one can predict whether they can see the moon in their hometown, or no one will notice such small things." He added: "Things that can be touched every day are rarely cherished, such as sunlight, air, water, etc. , and the people around us. Only when they are gone one day, we will remember how important they are to us, and we will only know how to cherish them when we lose them.”

"So the poet has emotion, and he is going to write poetry again! Has Mr. Zeng inspired?" I blinked at him.

"Fuck you!" he scolded with a smile.

When the wine was hot, I took it and poured him a cup.He tasted it and said, "Xinghua Village."

"Yes."

"Since it's all hot, does it make sense to choose this wine?"

"The wine in Xinghua Village is just right for you to drink in spring. Spring is coming and autumn is coming. I see you are a little sad, so I want you to drink some Xinghua Village and think about spring."

He smiled, and said, "What a mouth."

I smiled a little smugly.

"The moon is very round today," he said.

"Lucong is white tonight, and the moon is bright in my hometown." I always feel that the moon in my house is still round. I think of many stories about the moon that my mother told me before, but forget that we are all looking at the same moon.

I asked him, "Where did you go when you were studying?"

"I have been staying in Beijing all the time. You were not born when I was studying, and you could see the moon at that time, and the pollution was not so serious."

I said, "Then let me write you a poem."

"it is good."

I thought about it, and said: "The bright moon has no hanging shadow, and it stands alone in the sky. How can I see the fate of the country? Heng'e is playing with the laurel."

"This is satirizing the environment," he said with a smile, "but this kind of problem should be solved as soon as possible."

He thought for a while and asked, "What's your name?"

"Awen."

"I want to hear the real name."

"Jiang Cheng."

……

Zhao Hongxian's people and mine have been at odds for a long time, and recently they heard that I was forced to take drugs, so Zhao Hongxian's popularity rose a lot.I am always very quiet about this kind of problem. Some people say that it is because I am afraid of Zhao Hongxian, but only I know that Zhao Hongxian will not live long, and the male publicist who will sit at the top of Hongdu is likely to be me.

My drug addiction became more and more frequent, and Dian Li happened to bump into me once.He was silent for a moment, and then said: "... quit."

I squinted my eyes and looked at him, then smiled and said, "Brother Li, you know whether you can quit or not."

There was an emotion in his eyes that I had never seen before—sympathy.

He knelt down, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped my face clean.His eyes were deep, as if he wasn't just looking at me.

I suddenly thought of the supervisor's words: He is very similar to you in the past.

So, do I not only look a little like you, but also what you used to be?

A week later, Brother Xian returned to Hongdu New Mansion. I heard that this time he was with some important people.

It's very important...then you have to work very hard, and if you work hard, you can't do without medicine.

Hongdu supplied sildenafil capsules, Zhao Hongxian always asked the waiter to deliver them when he was in Hongdu.People will die suddenly when they take three pills of sildenafil. There is a word called exhaustion that means death, but Zhao Hongxian will only take two pills at most.Since today's guest is very important, so important that he can't find out his name, he must serve him well, so he must eat two pills.

I cut four capsules, put them into two capsule shells, glued them carefully, and finally put them in the box. I turned around and left when I saw that the waiter took the medicines I had manipulated in order.

With the effect of four pills, Zhao Hongxian will undoubtedly die.

I still work as usual, but today's guests are very well served, and I came out quite early.Heizi served another person, so I just waited for him in the rest room.

After waiting for about an hour, my right eyelid suddenly twitched.I still pretended that nothing happened and continued to flip through the magazine in my hand, but I already felt that something was done.

The next day, I went to work in Hongdu Xinfu as usual. When Dianli saw me, he took a deep look at me. I looked at him calmly. He looked away first, and then continued to arrange work.

There is a death in Hongdu's new mansion, and it is related to important officials, so both Hongdu and the bosses will try their best to suppress the news.At the same time, they will also investigate the cause of Zhao Hongxian's death, but they can't find out anything except the sudden death due to improper medication during sex|love.

Others only thought that Zhao Hongxian disappeared, others said that he had earned enough money to go abroad, and others said that he was involved in some secret and was locked up... Anyway, he disappeared.

After Zhao Hong died first, the top card in Hongdu he had been thinking about naturally disappeared.

So now, Hongdu's top spot is mine.

The author has something to say: Jiang Cheng officially started the mode of exporting, haha, this scene came earlier than expected.

Brother Xian is dead, no one will bully Jiang Cheng everywhere.In fact, I originally thought that my brother would abuse him first and then take revenge when he suppressed him to the lowest point, but I really can't bear it. Cough cough, you all say that I am not my real mother.

In the end, in fact, Dian Li knew that Jiang Cheng must have participated in the death of Brother Xian, but he didn't know how he participated. After all, he is so smart, right?