Jiaojiu Nuanyang

Counting the days, Chu Rong has been married for almost two months.

But the man in front of him who was drunk in the bar was quite different from the handsome Chu Shuai in his impression.

Chu Rong has always been smug, and he pays great attention to his appearance. It is almost unique to have a scarlet eye under the unshaven beard.

Chen Jingdong was angry with him, but not to the extent that he would never see each other.It's more of a kind of anger that hates iron but can't make steel.

At twelve o'clock, the bar was bustling and out of shape.

The well-behaved little mood in the first half is over, now it's hi. The DJ turned on the dynamic music, the demons danced wildly on the dance floor, and the colorful and dim ball lights swayed the colorful light spots all over the audience, making people dizzy.

Chu Rongwei was sitting in the booth in the corner, several empty bottles were placed on the table in front of him.

When Chen Jingdong and Fang Kun arrived, they happened to see a sexy girl in scantily clad clothes standing up and leaving angrily with a bad expression.

Chu Rong was not so drunk that he was unconscious. When he saw the two coming, his eyes were a little distracted, but he still smiled and waved: "Here you come? Dongzi, why are you willing to bring Xiao Fangkun out to play?"

When Fang Kun saw him, he thought of this man's contempt for homosexuality and the evil deeds he had done.

Taking advantage of the deafening noise of the bar and the noisy crowd of strangers, Fang Kun directly held Chen Jingdong's hand, or the kind with interlocking fingers, raised it to a position where Chu Rong could see it halfway up, and shook it like a demonstration.

Chu Rong tilted his head to look at the two of them, and after a while he suddenly smiled wantonly, hooked his hands at Chen Jingdong, pointed at Fang Kun, and then raised his thumbs, making a touching motion.

Talking is definitely not a good idea in the noisy surroundings.

Chen Jingdong nodded without hesitation, held Fang Kun with his backhand, and sat on the sofa opposite Chu Rong in a graceful manner.

Because of the high noise in the environment, even if the current silence was a bit weird, it was not so unbearable.

Chu Rong held his head and thought for a while, but he didn't seem to be making decisions, so he simply rubbed his face, and gave the two of them a big thumbs up.

Seeing that Chu Rong was about to pour wine, Chen Jingdong quickly snatched it up, put the bottle of Royal Salute heavily on the table, raised his index finger and waved it resolutely: no more.

Fang Kun looked at Chu Rong, then tilted his head to look at his own man, frowned, hooked his shoulders to Chen Jingdong's ear and shouted, "Send him home, it's too noisy here."

Semi-forcibly pressing the person out of the door, the lingering rhyme of the buzzing in the ears was not exhausted for a while, and the strong drumbeat still lingered on the nerves for a long time.

Chen Jingdong walked towards the parking lot with Chu Rong, who was stirring garlic under his feet, when the cool wind of late autumn blew over, but the strong smell of alcohol still lingered.

"Chu Rong, what are you doing? Are you really a drunkard?" Chen Jingdong scolded him without anger: "Everyone has a family, so you can't take it easy."

"Dongzi." Drunk, Chu Rong patted him on the shoulder, saying surprisingly, "I'm going to get a divorce."

"What?" Chen Jingdong thought he was hallucinating: "There is a limit to your fucking nonsense. Don't run the train by being drunk."

"Really, lying is a bastard!" Chu Rong put his index finger and middle finger together, and raised it up in a vow: "I can't go on. Jiang Yuechang has no problem, I have, I have a problem..."

Hearing the gossip, Fang Kun regained his spirits.Originally, he had his hands in the pockets of his sweater, and followed two steps behind, but now he walked directly to the two of them, and asked curiously, "What's your question?"

"Hey, isn't this Xiao Fangkun?" Chu Rong grinned, and reached into his trouser pockets to fumble together: "Uncle, there are candies here...fuck it, there are obviously two plum candies..."

"I'm not a child!" Fang Kun was annoyed: "Who wants to eat your candy! Rare!"

"Yes, not a child." Chu Rong suddenly realized, looked at Chen Jingdong and then at Fang Kun: "You have already dated your second uncle, what kind of child are you? Am I right?"

"What's the matter?" With Chen Jingdong by his side, Fang Kun is the type who is not afraid to pierce the sky with a bamboo pole. He deliberately reached out to hold Chen Jingdong's other arm: "We are together, and you, President Chu, disdain the most." That kind of homosexuality. It's disgusting, so don't call my brother in the future."

Chu Rong waved his hands and smiled bitterly: "Don't bury me now. What right do I have to despise others now... It's good, it's really good. In fact, at one point I thought you two were too good, and the relationship was a bit unusual. Who I know it's true... I really think, no, I wish you two happiness, really! Every word is heartfelt! I'm lying!"

There's nothing wrong with being a drunk.Chen Jingdong asked in a deep voice: "Where do you live now? I'll take you back."

"I won't go back." Chu Rong waved his hand: "Jiang Yuechang and I have separated, and we will go through the formalities in a few days."

Fang Kun has a childlike heart, and he doesn't feel that such questioning is suspected of poking someone's feet: "Why did you get divorced? You got that one away. Isn't everyone happy now? In the future, the family and business will have a good harvest, how wonderful!"

"Shao Haipeng." Chu Rong covered his face: "I, Chu Rong, have never owed others. You wait... I have to find you at the end of the world, and make a deal, this matter is endless..."

"You're enough!" Mentioning this, Chen Jingdong became angry: "What else do you want when everyone is gone? Do you have to kill them?"

Chu Rong was stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

"He may not mean that." Fang Kun rarely spoke for Chu Rong: "But even if you find him, what are you going to do? Spend money and write a check? Or carry a thorn on your back to plead guilty?"

"Forget it." Chu Rong staggered and pushed Chen Jingdong's hand that supported him, and staggered away: "I don't understand you two. You go back, I will open a room in the front hotel and sleep for one night. Shao Haipeng and I Don't meddle in the matter. I will definitely find him!"

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After get off work in the afternoon of the next day, Song Feifei and Chen Jingdong went to the tavern they had made an appointment with.

On the way to take a taxi, Fang Kun called: "Brother, I won't go back to eat at night, I told my aunt."

Chen Jingdong was completely at ease with him, and he didn't even ask: "Okay, do you want me to pick you up after dinner?"

"Well," the young man hesitated for a second: "Actually, it was your dad who suddenly called me to go to Xiao Tuan Yuan for dinner. I don't know why. I'll see later. If the time is right, we will go home together."

Chen Weiguo asked Fang Kun to eat?Or skip yourself?What's the meaning?

I was worried about the problem in my mind, which directly led to my absent-mindedness when drinking.

"Brother, don't feel so sorry." Song Feifei patted him on the shoulder grandly, mistakenly thinking that his uneasiness was caused by guilt: "People go to high places. I have already seen that you are not an ordinary person. I can stay in this small company for the rest of my life. I just cherish my talents, haha. I feel that I am very close to you. It’s okay, I will come back to help me guide me when I have a chance in the future, even if I don’t work with you, I’m still a friend.”

"Mr. Song," Chen Jingdong simply put down his glass and said bluntly, "I'm not afraid to tell you the truth. As far as I want, I like our security company very much. These people and the style of doing things are very suitable for me. But someone also pointed it out to me. Ming Lu, when I go back to the Construction Committee, I will go up, and our company will do things more smoothly. I don’t need to explain the relationship here, you know it well. If you don’t think I’m greedy, I want to put a title in our company and vote Money, I will be responsible for the company in the future, count me as a small stock."

"I can't ask for it!" Song Feifei was overjoyed, and patted Chen Jingdong's shoulder affectionately: "I've thought about it a long time ago, and I'm not ashamed to say it. Come on brother, don't call Mr. Song Song, I'm older than you by age." Years old, from now on we will deal with each other as brothers. Everyone earns money, and drinks together if there is wine!"

After taking a taxi to Xiaotuanyuan, Fang Kun's drinking party was over.

The familiar figure stood at the door, stretched his neck and didn't know where to look, and stood on tiptoe.

Chen Jingdong looked funny, and his hand to pull the car door slowed down.

At the entrance of the hotel, Fang stomped his feet and lowered his head to press his phone.The phone that Chen Jingdong held in his palm vibrated quickly.

"Brother, where have you been?"

Chen Jingdong smiled, opened the door and got out of the car, feeling refreshed by the cool wind blowing in front of him.

It was not too late, and the two walked for a while smoking cigarettes side by side, talking and digesting food.

"I didn't know what was going on when I came here. I was so nervous." Fang Kun gestured happily: "Follow the information to find the private room and knock on the door. Hey! Guess what? There are six or seven people in a room. The kind of official!"

"Stage fright?" Chen Jingdong carefully stretched out his hand to embrace Fang Kun, avoiding an oncoming battery car: "Who does he want to introduce to you?"

"Brother, you are amazing!" Fang Kun laughed: "Your dad called me over when he saw me, pointed to the white haired man on the left side of him and said, Director Liao of the 8645 Research Institute. I was a little confused when I heard that Oh, your dad is going to make a relationship on my behalf and go through the back door!"

"Did you tell my dad that you plan to go to 8645 after graduation?" A small piece of plastic paper touched the left hand in the trouser pocket.When Chen Jingdong left the tavern, he picked up Baolu mints: "Here, I'll give you some candy. I remember that you liked this candy very much, so you often stuffed it in my mouth."

The man tore off the candy wrapper, held half of it and handed it to the young man's lips.His hands are big. Although his fingers are long, his joints are very strong. He looks more like a powerful man, not as slender and flexible as Fang Kun, but in fact this is just an illusion.

The one who handed it was natural, and the one who received it didn't care.

Tacit understanding and warmth.

"It's so sweet." Fang Kun licked his upper lip, and the tip of his tongue flickered: "Brother, give me this one, it's better than what I remember. By the way, I haven't finished talking just now. You can't guess Why did your father introduce me to the director of the department?" The young man cleared his throat, looking like Chen Weiguo, but he didn't even have a resemblance, and he looked more cute in the past: "Liao Suo, come on, Let me introduce, this is my godson Fang Kun. He is studying at University A, majoring in engineering mechanics. A few days ago, he told me that he admired our rigorous and truth-seeking scientific research style in 8645."

There was an old man pushing a cart at the entrance of a telecommunications business hall on the side of the road. There was a straw target on the cart, with a dozen crystal clear red candied haws on it.The weather is not cold enough, but the bright red strings have already tempted people to walk.

"Brother, I want to eat candied haws." Fang Kun stopped and swallowed greedily: "The last time we ate it was when we went to the Northeast."

Seeing the business coming, the old man burst into a smile on his wrinkled face, and greeted the selection attentively.

Fang Kun held a bunch of hawthorns with seeds removed in one hand, and smiled with satisfaction.

"My dad said it all, so you're pretty sure about it." Chen Jingdong couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.He himself made up his mind not to rely on Chen Weiguo at the beginning, even if it was a little bit difficult, it didn't matter, but Fang Kun was different.He still hopes that Fang Kun's life and work will be smooth and happy in the future, that he doesn't have to work hard and be so tired, do things he likes, and don't have to be pressured by his livelihood to be out of breath.

This is not caused by machismo, nor is it that he put Fang Kun on the weak side.

Having known each other for so long, and now having such an intimate relationship, Chen Jingdong sincerely thought that all the haze of Fang Kun had passed, and only sweetness remained.Whether it is extremely peaceful or not, all hardships are rewarding.

Fang Kun nodded, stretched out the skewer in his right hand and handed it to Chen Jingdong's mouth: "Brother, try one first."

Chen Jingdong didn't like eating these sweet and sour things very much, but he didn't say anything, and took a bite of a hawthorn.

The cool sweetness melted in the mouth, with sourness, like the most authentic side of life.

"Director Liao seems to respect your father very much, and he promised verbally at that time that as long as I don't dislike it, I will go to work directly after graduation." Fang Kun was a little excited, a little hopeful, and a little worried: "We are so aboveboard to engage in privileges, aren't we? not too good?"

"What are you thinking about so much?" Chen Jingdong said lightly: "Okay, the digestion is almost over, let's take a taxi and go home."

"Well," Fang Kun nodded heavily: "Go home."

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End tomorrow.In addition, the extra chapter is the chapter of Shao Haipeng and Chu Rong, I don't like to get into it by mistake.