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Chang Qin walked to the bar and patted the thin figure whose back was facing him.

The person in front of him turned around and grinned instinctively, only to find that the person standing in front of him turned out to be Chang Qin. The smile hanging on the corner of his mouth could not be stopped in time, and a bit of astonishment was mixed into the leisurely smile, disturbing The lines of his face were almost distorted. Under the reflection of the ceiling lamp above the bar, his complexion was paler and brighter than when he saw it for the first time. His big terrified eyes were hidden behind the dark black spectacle frames. However, in less than a second, This person's expression changed rapidly again, he suppressed his surprise, put on a friendly smile, got up and greeted Chang Qin: "Long time no see, Director Chang."

Chang Qin snorted half-smilingly, and said sarcastically, "I never imagined that Mr. Fang would be so comfortable in his spare time."

The person standing in front of Chang Qin and looking at him with a smile was Fang Jinwen who was cursed by Vincent ten thousand times every day.

Before Dou Shi announced in his circle of friends that he would sever the teacher-student relationship with Xi Ling, and Fang Jinwen praised that status. He greeted each other with a smile, while secretly thinking how to express his anger on Xi Ling's behalf.

Seeing that Chang Qin was empty-handed, Fang Jin thought he was visiting the pub alone, so he casually ordered a cocktail and handed it to him. He greeted him very generously, "Director Chang, you're welcome. I'll treat you to a glass of wine."

Chang Qin took the glass with a smile on his face, showing 12 humility on his face: "Teacher Fang is too polite. If this is the case, I will be disrespectful. Come on, I will respect Teacher Fang." He put his hands together, and the pub was at the time when the crowds were the densest. From the corner of his eye, Chang Qin saw a passerby pushing towards them. Before the other person was about to bump into him, he stopped Facing the man's posture, he swung his elbow vigorously forward, and poured a whole glass of brightly colored cocktail on Fang Jinwen's pure white T-shirt without leaving a single drop.

"..." Fang Jinwen's pupils hidden behind the black-rimmed glasses flashed a shadow for an instant, but it just passed by, and the smile still hanging on the corner of his mouth had never been accepted at all. When it was splashed on someone's clothes, he stared at the other person's eyes without blinking, he really couldn't detect the cold light.

The passerby who caused the crime looked blankly at Fang Jinwen, who was turned into a turkey, thinking about whether he had bumped into someone, but Chang Qin waved his hand at him, indicating that it was okay, and stood up hastily on the other side , asked the waiter for a paper towel, wiped the wine stains on Fang Jinwen's clothes, and apologized hurriedly: "I'm sorry, sorry, I didn't see someone pushing over, so I was careless." It didn't help, the dark red wine dripped on the pure white cloth, and a large dark red oozes out from above.

Fang Jinwen frowned invisibly, and said with a pleasant face: "It's okay, I'll just go to the bathroom and wash up." He stood up and walked to the bathroom behind him.

Chang Qin stood where he was, with a smug smile unscrupulously, but saw that the other party just walked a few steps, but turned back abruptly, Chang Qin quickly withdrew his smiling face, and asked solemnly: "What's wrong?"

"Oh." The corners of Fang Jinwen's eyes twitched visibly, and he explained unnaturally, "Suddenly remembered that there are still some things at home, so I won't drink with Director Chang. I'll go first, goodbye."

Before he finished speaking, the person had disappeared outside the pub door, leaving behind Chang Qin who was still in place, puzzled by Monk Zhanger.

Xiao Yu, who was sitting at the small round table, witnessed the whole process. Seeing Chang Qin swaying back triumphantly, he shook the wine glass in his hand amusedly, raised his chin and asked, "Why, do you have a grudge against that person just now?"

Chang Qin nodded with a smile, and sat back in his seat: "Chou Dafa."

"Who? It made you so motivating." Xiao Yu asked doubtfully.

"He is..." Chang Qinchang took a breath and said the name with great difficulty, "Xi Ling's classmate."

"How could Lawyer Xi's classmate offend you?" Xiao Yu became more and more puzzled.

"A while ago, Xi Ling was falsely accused of plagiarism by his teacher, but this person stood on their teacher's side and helped fan the flames." Chang Qin replied naturally.

"I see." Xiao Yu nodded thoughtfully, and then changed the topic, "However, as a student, it is normal for him to speak for the teacher. After all, we only know Lawyer Xi and don't understand the undercurrents. That's why we I will firmly believe that Lawyer Xi is innocent."

Chang Qin glanced at him and said displeasedly: "If Master also falsely accuses me, then are you on the side of Master or on my side?"

Xiao Yu was left speechless by the question. He avoided Chang Qin's direct gaze and coughed lightly in embarrassment: "I don't want to do this multiple-choice question in my life."

Chang Qin laughed a few times and said nothing more.

At this time, Fu Shengyu, who was sweating profusely on the dance floor, came over, patted the shoulders of the two of them respectively, and said: "You two are too boring, you just came to the pub to chat, come with me Dance."

The two of them glanced at the smoky dance floor one after another. A group of men and women were crowded together with their chests close to their backs. Their postures were so unrestrained that they couldn't bear to look directly at them. They felt that one head was bigger than the other. They waved their hands in unison to refuse. Watch, said first: "It's getting late, Yanqiao is still waiting for me at home, I'll go back first."

Seeing this, Chang Qin quickly agreed: "Yes, I should go too, and I have to go to the company to work overtime tomorrow morning."

Seeing that both of them were lacking in interest, Fu Shengyu said disappointedly: "The second half has just begun, why are you in such a hurry to go back so early, why don't you play for a while."

Chang Qin didn't like to come to the pub very much. Firstly, he thought it was smoky and chaotic, and secondly, the music was too loud. After sitting for less than an hour, the background music hitting his eardrums had already made his brain twitch, and he wanted to leave immediately. .When Fu Shengyu said that there was still a second half, he was so frightened that he couldn't speak, and he just urged Xiao Yu to leave quickly, but the latter was calm and complacent, and politely refused, saying: "Master Fu, play more!" In a while, Chang Qin and I will go back first."

Fu Shengyu saw that the two of them had no intention of going, so he had no choice but to give up his efforts, and sent the two of them to the door in a dispirited manner, and then went back to the pub to have a great high with a group of friends.

"This Hong Kong person is really good-natured." Xiao Yu sighed, looking at the back of the other party who disappeared into the gate.

Chang Qin chuckled: "He's only two years older than me, but when I'm with him, I always feel like a bad old man."

When leaving the magazine, Chang Qin didn't drive, but took Fu Shengyu's car to the tennis court. At this time, he sat in Xiao Yu's passenger seat and asked the other party to take him back to the magazine. Exiting the intersection, I saw a familiar man standing around the corner with an anxious expression on his face, as if he was waiting for someone.

This person, Chang Qin, and Xiao Yu both know each other. The other person's name is Zhang Mingyuan. He is the deputy director of the Bureau of Housing and Urban-Rural Development. He is in charge of some large commercial hotel buildings. Usually, all projects, large and small, in the company need to be discussed and reviewed by this person. He is the only one. The project can start only after the stamp is approved. This time, the cultural village project that Chang Qin is in charge of is also handed over to Zhang Mingyuan.

Although Zhang Mingyuan is nearly middle-aged, he is quite handsome. He is a high-ranking official but does not have a beer belly that is exclusive to leaders. He usually pays attention to health preservation. He has a well-proportioned body and a natural clothes shelf. Every time he brought his employees to the company to discuss plans, he was surrounded by people and shuttled between various offices, always attracting the attention of a large number of young girls, and his popularity was not inferior to that of Chang Qin and Xiao Yu.

It was almost late at night, and Zhang Mingyuan, who has always kept a low profile, was standing alone on the desolate street. It was really surprising. Xiao Yu drove the car to the side of the road, and Chang Qin rolled down the window and stuck his head out of the window: "Zhang What a coincidence. Alone?"

Seeing the two people in the car, Zhang Mingyuan was obviously stunned for a moment, but he still maintained his usual demeanor after living in the officialdom for many years. He nodded to Chang Qin and said with a smile, "I'll wait for my driver to pick me up."

"Where are you going, why don't we give you a ride." Chang Qin said politely.

"No need." Zhang Mingyuan hurriedly waved his hand and refused, "I just came out of the meeting, and the driver is going to the parking lot to pick up the car, and he will be here soon."

"Unexpectedly, Bureau Zhang has to have a meeting on the weekend. It's really hard." Chang Qin smiled apologetically.

"Oh, there's no way." Zhang Ju shook his head helplessly, and said in agony, "It's not easy to be a civil servant now. After the instructions from the superior, even if you work overtime until the early morning, you should not complain."

Chang Qin had a deep feeling, nodded his head, and then said politely and thoughtfully: "Then don't bother Zhang Ju, let's go first."

Zhang Ju nodded and waved goodbye to the two of them.

Xiao Yu stepped on the accelerator and went straight to the magazine office.

One month later, it was the day when Xi Ling bought the magazine home. Vincent walked out of the kitchen with the prepared dinner. Reading the contents of the magazine word by word, it seems that he can't wait to get into the book.

Vincent put down the plate in his hand, walked forward in three steps and two steps, teasingly said: "You have been reading this book all afternoon, is it so good?"

Xi Ling raised his head and glanced at him, his displeasure was obvious.

Vincent curled his lips, took the book in the opponent's hand, flicked the colorful cover with his fingers, and said disdainfully, "Why did Chang Qin stand with this guy for a photo? Who is this guy?"

"A designer from Hong Kong won the gold medal in last year's architectural design competition." Xi Ling replied flatly.

Vincent let out a careless "oh", apparently not expecting the other party to have a big background, so he withdrew his original expression of indifference, held the magazine in front of his eyes, and glanced twice involuntarily: "It looks...it seems like a long It's not bad, but judging by the way the two of them are so close together, this person can't be gay." He glanced at Xi Ling condescendingly, and asked curiously, "Aren't you jealous?"

It was rare for Xi Ling to be straightforward, and he replied coldly: "Eat, I want to kill everyone who gets close to him."

Hearing his serious words, Vincent couldn't help trembling for a while, leaned over and took a sneak peek at Xi Ling, seeing that the latter had a fierce look on his face, with sharp and sinister eyes, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue, dropped the magazine and ran back to the dining table, He started to eat, and said in his mouth: "I'm starving to death, I don't care about you, I'll start first."

Xi Ling shook his head speechlessly, and put away the magazine that Vincent left aside. At this moment, the mobile phone on the coffee table vibrated suddenly. He took it over, opened the lock screen, and saw a simple line written on the top of the bright screen: Done, don't worry.

Xi Ling stretched his brows, revealing a long-lost relaxed smile.