Seongnam monsters

Duan Zhang feels more and more that Si Nian is a mystery.

He didn't remember what he had offended him at all, but Peter Zhao just never replied to his messages.However, Fang Huai'an went to the company to look for him the next day, still thinking about the little beauty he met last night, and kept whispering in his ear.

"I said who was that guy yesterday? You chased him out in such a hurry, wouldn't you tell me that you didn't know him?" Fang Huai'an put his hands on the desk with a playful expression on his face.

"You came here early in the morning just to ask me this?"

"To tell you the truth, I didn't sleep well all night just to ask you this."

Because of this, Duan Zhang has a new understanding of how boring Fang Huai'an is, but he doesn't want to mention Si Nian at all now.A secret hidden in the hoard must be unsealed by him in order to enjoy the mellow fragrance all by himself, and it would not be beautiful if someone else intervenes.

"What did he tell you yesterday?" Duan Zhang answered irrelevantly.

"It's nothing. I told him a lot and he didn't pay me much attention. He obviously came for you. When you came out, you were so excited that you broke your wine glass." At this moment, Fang Huai'an seriously suspected that being a child for many years was actually a child. Dude, it's okay to bend at the little beauty's face.

"Broken?"

"Yes."

Duan Zhang felt strange, he chatted with Si Nian on the phone more than once, even if it was the first time they met in reality, they would not be so excited that they broke the wine glass.Thinking of this, he asked, "Did he say anything? I want the exact words."

Fang Huaian recalled carefully: "I don't remember the original words, but he asked me if someone called you Mr. Zhang."

Hearing this, Duan Zhang understood, it seems that what Si Nian cares about is the three words "Mr. Zhang".Could it be that he knew someone from Grandpa's house?Or... had they met before?

If it is the former, Duan Zhang still needs to verify.But if it was the latter, he couldn't help but remind him of what happened in Qingdao.

Was the half hour he inexplicably lost related to Si Nian?

"You laugh like that, it always makes me feel creepy." Fang Huaian sat back on the sofa, crossed his legs and looked at his friend's expression carefully.As a young boy, it has always been difficult for people to figure out what he is thinking in his heart, but if he shows this kind of half-smile look, then he must be thinking about someone again.

All in all it's not a good thing.

On the other hand, Si Nian Ren Longyan's matter continued to ferment in the forum, and he went shopping in the real estate market.He can't live in the hotel all the time, but the big villa that Duan Zhang originally arranged doesn't look suitable now.

Because once it is linked to the marriage hexagram, the matter will change.He hasn't had anything to do with Duan Zhang yet, so he just eats his and uses his, using human words to describe it, like—to keep.

But Si Nian walked around for a long time, but didn't find anything he liked.He always thinks about the luxurious villa that Duan Zhang sent him to see, and when he compares it in his heart, it is difficult to accept the gap between ideal and reality.And even if he went to buy a house of the same level by himself, he didn't have that much extra money on hand, and it would take time for antiques to be realized.

How to do it?

Si Nian felt a little troubled for the first time.

After Jin Yu found out, she didn't know where to start complaining.Trying to restrain his urge to roll his eyes, he kept smiling and reminded, "Yuan Zhou and the others are still receiving training from Mr. Duan."

Si Nian: "Oh."

He is going to be forced to have a partner, does the life and death of others have anything to do with him?

After sending Jinyu away, Si Nian returned to the hotel, opened a bottle of wine out of boredom, and leaned on the sofa to surf the Internet.

As an old demon from the deep mountains, Si Nian is not very good at using various search engines, even if he searches for "Duan Zhang" now, he can't find much useful information.Compared with other colleagues who always appear in the news, Duan Zhang is so low-key that he rarely even appears in financial magazines, so most of his photos circulating on the Internet are blurred like mosaics.

After drinking a glass of wine, Si Nian leaned on the sofa, thinking about murder and arson.The phone ding-dong again, and Duan Zhang sent a new message.

DZ: The Sichuan chef is here, do you want to try the dishes?

Si Nian squinted his eyes and thought for a while, hesitating whether to talk to him or not.After a while, he finally made up his mind and typed a line.

Peter Zhao: Tell Jin Yu to go.If you need anything in the future, please contact him directly.

Duan Zhang's reply was quick.

DZ: Am I doing something wrong?If you don't tell me, I'll report it and apologize.

Peter Zhao: Why are you not married at the age of 30?

DZ:?

Peter Zhao: Hurry up and go on a blind date, kid.

Duan Zhang looked at the phone, confused.He looked up at the special assistant who walked into the office with a pile of documents, and asked, "I'm 30 years old and haven't gotten married yet, is it annoying?"

The special assistant was silent for a long time, and said, "Vice President, I am 31 this year and single."

It was only then that Duan Zhang remembered that his special assistant whose face was seriously out of date was also an older unmarried young man.And what hindered his great cause of getting out of the order was undoubtedly the exploitation from capitalists.

"I'll give you a salary increase next month." Exploitation still has to be exploited, and capitalists have always been impersonal.

The special assistant put down the file and went out expressionlessly.Duan Zhang picked up the documents and signed a few copies, but his eyes still fell on the phone inadvertently, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

One minute later, a new message popped up in Si Nian's chat box.

DZ: Mr. Si, would you like to introduce me?

After waiting for a long time, Si Nian still did not respond.Duan Zhang sent another question mark in the past, but this time there was a bright red exclamation mark next to the dialog box, and there was a line of small words below - the message had been sent, but it was rejected by the other party.

Duan Zhang was hacked by Peter Zhao.But where did he make Peter Zhao dissatisfied? It's not about finding a partner, it's not about finding a partner, it's tricky.

"Du, Duan." Duan Zhang tapped the table with his fingers, and then dialed the intercom to the special assistant, saying: "The pear tree in the old house cannot be moved, if Jin Yu comes to you, let him talk to me directly. "

"Yes, Vice President."

If so, another three days passed, and the weather was calm.

Jin Yu didn't want to leave his name in Si Nian's romantic comedy, so he didn't tell Si Nian about the pear tree in the yard at all.Anyway, if they are together in the future, they will probably grow back, so why waste the pear tree?The pear tree is so innocent.

Si Nian didn't hear any news about Duan Zhang for three consecutive days, and his mood calmed down a lot, even when he saw that he was finally eliminated by the "Most Handsome Monster Contest", he was quite calm.

What made him even happier was that he let Jin Yucha's people know.

"He now runs a bar and earns a good income, but he is not considered a figure. I have checked carefully, and he has no bad records in the files of the Monster Management Bureau over the years, and he looks very peaceful. Did you know him before? Why are you looking for him?" Jin Yu was puzzled, this was the first monster Si Nian was looking for after returning to Beijing, but he was a little-known little monster, and even Jin Yu had no impression of him.

But how could the demon whom Si Nian cared about so much be a nobody?

Wujin Panlong Furnace did know, but on this issue, it wisely chose to keep its mouth shut.

"I'm just going to ask for some interest." Si Nian hung up the phone, turned his head to look at Nancheng outside the glass window, where the lights were just lit up, got up, picked up his coat, and went out.

The bar at seven o'clock in the evening is a lively time, especially on the theme event nights carefully prepared by the store.

The woman standing on the sky is wearing a wine-red cheongsam, she is graceful and charming, but when she covers her mouth and smiles, she reveals her pointed nails and green cat eyes; The lips are like a clown, grinning to the ears; not to mention the rabbit ears and fox tails that can be seen everywhere, when passing by, the perfume on everyone exudes a psychedelic and enchanting atmosphere.

Tonight's theme is only one word - demon.

Here, the boundaries between humans and demons seemed to become blurred, so that when Si Nian stood here, he couldn't tell which was the human and which was the real demon.

But there is no doubt that with Si Nian's current human attire, he can't get in.So he transformed into a strange young man with silver-gray hair and pale lips.

As a wedge-tailed shrike, silver gray is Si Nian's original hair color, but he usually changes it to black for convenience when transforming into a human form.The only thing that can't be changed is probably the two black eye lines, stubbornly left as eyeliner.

After ordering a glass of Scotch whiskey that he had never drunk before, Si Nian sat down in a corner away from the noisy crowd.There is no rush to get things done, Si Nian always likes to add to the fun before the knife is drawn, such as the lazy jazz playing in the bar at this moment.

The atmosphere is burning, noise and tranquility float in the air at the same time, squeezing each other, shaking the aroma of wine.The joint point of all contradictions is often the most comfortable place, both in the game and out of the game, holding the highest initiative.

As a frequent visitor to various bars, Fang Huai'an used to find such a place to enjoy, but today he found that this place has been taken.And this person, he still knows.

How to say this?

The prodigal son who hangs around the romantic scene meets his friend's runaway sweetheart, should he go up and invite her for a drink?Or should I immediately tip off my friends?

Fang Huai'an thought about it carefully, and finally felt that this was almost equivalent to a question of "life and death", so he stubbornly chose life, took a photo and sent it to Duan Zhang.

Overdose: [Picture] Look who this is, does it look familiar, my friend?

DZ:.

Duan Zhang's reply was still his usual style, even to his best friend, he didn't say a word.Because he hates WeChat and most of the social software on the market, and only Fang Huaian, who grew up with him, can read his meaning from this period——

I see, come right now.

Of course, if Fang Huaian knew that Duan Zhang had sent hundreds of messages on WeChat some time ago, he might have to break up with him on the spot.

The author has something to say: Overdose: Break up, friend.

DZ:.