You're a cannon fodder

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Xia Yang looked up and saw the man standing at the door, dressed in ordinary clothes, with a peaceful appearance, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, with a dull expression.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to say hello: "Hi, bamboo stick~"

Fang Zexi felt that he must have misjudged his vision. How could Xia Ershao, the president of Tianyang Group, appear among this group of bastards?His dick and this group of dicks are not in the same world at all, okay? !The point is, Second Young Master Xia is already 30 years old, but this person in front of him is dressed up as the most popular youth appearance at the moment, squeezing in among these children without any disobedience.

He couldn't help but want to take off his glasses and rub his eyes to get rid of the hallucinations.

But this face, this hotel, told Fang Zexi that he was not mistaken at all.

No wonder the location sounded familiar when I heard about it. It turned out that it was because I had just read the information on their company's industry a few days ago.

It's all so bloody.No, this is more than dog blood can describe.

How could there be such a person in the middle of the circle?After all, he is considered a half-public figure. He has been interviewed and published photos. Isn't he afraid of being fleshed out if he mixes in the network distribution circle?

Such a person should shuttle between the head office and the subsidiary like a machine with a blank expression every day, earning up to 100 million per minute, talking and laughing with business partners, being serious and harsh to subordinate employees, with a bright, young and promising face, and a real life. I work hard every day to make money for a bunch of relatives who are waiting for dividends, socialize more and eat less, entertain more and play less, nightlife more and sleep less, every second tense all the nerves, from body to mind Tired from the inside out.

How could he appear on YY on time every night to sing, and still find time to make some bloody radio dramas?The point is, what he sings are all the latest pop songs!

Shouldn't Xia Tianyang's boss like to listen to orchestral and classical music?Only in that way can they be regarded as elegant and rich, and they can stand up to their rich assets and noble status.

A long time later, when Fang Zexi told Xia Yang this idea, Xia Yang looked at him with a look of disgust, and said dumbfoundingly: "You think all the people I raise under me are free eaters? What's the matter?" Do it all by yourself? Besides, I was young too, ah bah, I am still young, my hobby is pop music, do you have any objection?"

At this time, Xia Yang and Fang Zexi were only officially meeting for the first time. Xia Yang always remembered Fang Zexi's peaceful and gentle face and the inexplicably sluggish funny expression on his face. Later, I gradually forgot what posture and voice Xia Yang used to call out the phrase "bamboo stick".

"Bamboo, come and sit down!" Ning Le also beckoned to Fang Zexi, and helped him pull the chair away.

During the meal, Fang Zexi was a little silent. Xia Yang, who took off his formal clothes, looked younger than himself, with open eyebrows and eyes. Although he lowered his figure and tried to blend in with everyone, he still had a strong aura in his gestures.

used to be far

It’s one thing to see it. After all, the descriptions you hear are always not taken too seriously, and you don’t think deeply about them. Looking at the childish and boring conversations between yourself and Jan on the Internet, you can’t compare him with Siu Hao at all. The car's tall, rich and handsome brain makes up for it.

But when he really found out his identity, Fang Zexi felt that he couldn't bear it for a while.

Competing with such a person, his chances of winning are simply zero!

He has seen the balance sheet of the other party with his own eyes, and has personally calculated the average profit and surplus of the other party. Together with the loan officers in the department, he immerses himself in the ocean of numbers every day and night, calculating what can be achieved after the cooperation agreement is signed. The benefits and potential risks for the bank.

Fang Zexi really wanted to shout, this is unscientific!

Moreover, at the beginning, on the day of Ning Le's birthday, their bank invited Mr. Xia from Tianyang Group, but Mr. Xia said that the company had something to do and postponed the dinner.

Isn't that President Xia the same as Xia Yang? !

He was talking about something, singing a love song with Ning Le on YY?

Second Olympic!

Although it is said that drinks are inevitable, everyone in the club is an adult, and there is no drink or joy when we get together, so we asked the waiter to serve a few cases of beer.

Ning Le looked like she was embracing left and right, nestling in her seat, eating jellyfish and fish slices for a while, and it was hard for Xia Yang, a star hotel, to make roasted cauliflower from street food stalls And the egg yolk pumpkin in the tea restaurant...

Fang Zexi helped pick up the vegetables under Ning Le's instructions, Xia Yang seemed a little incapable of accepting this, glared at Fang Zexi, and finally called the waiter, and directly rearranged Ning Le's favorite dishes for a serving In a nice little lunch box.

"Wow, special service!" Ning Le shook her head triumphantly and laughed.

Everyone was very contemptuous of Ning Le's showing off, and when he was full, he said in his boyish voice that didn't match his body shape at all: "I can't help being single~"

"Well, tip! Taohua, pay for the ticket!"

"Damn it, Xiu En'ai died so fast!"

Forbidden to harass and said sadly: "Little Lemon, share your attack with me, you are too enviable, jealous and hateful, and it is easy to attract gangsters!"

"That's right, I'll hang you on the wall and hack you when I go back! What should I write in the title?" Someone echoed.

Jiang Shui Wuji said: "Title: Shocking big boobs! XX stepped on two boats, and hooked up with tall handsome rich X and elite male XXX at the same time! Content: This XX has always been fake and fresh, but now I see the real sissy. I will act coquettishly and cutely to the two attacking monarchs, open your mouth and clothes and stretch out your hands when you eat!"

"puff!"

"Fuck! What is Yilai reaching out?! Your sister is the sissy!"

Ning Le became angry, and immediately jumped up against the table, squatting on the chair very indecently, lowered his voice and said hoarsely: "Lao-management wants to rise up! Lao-management is attacking! Gong-cha-gong! Lao-management wants to fight you with a domineering posture." This table is delicious, let's see what else you have to say!"

The thick lacquer of Erzhang brand is weak to support the forehead:

"You are a bandit..."

Xia Yang was suffocated for a moment, and waved quietly to make the waiters in the room retreat.

Looking at his face, Fang Zexi felt that he must regret saying "the venue is free of charge".

The magnificent private room was turned into a messy food stall by everyone just like that...

The crowd is still booing: "Since you are Gong, let's divide up your Gongjun! Come on, Mr. Dazhu, sit here in a row, let you choose. Look at your Ningle, that rough It's such a waste of you..."

"Do you still have any sense of shame and loyalty! Friends' wives must not ride, do you understand!"

Harassment is prohibited and said: "Leave the new love to you, and leave the old love to me!"

"I knew it, ah, I knew it, you've been coveting our bamboo! No way! Zhuzi is gentle and considerate, he can sing and play dramas, he's mine, he's mine!"

Fang Zexi felt that all the beers on the table and under the table should be returned.

Jiang Shui WuJie said: "Then you let Big J come out!"

"No, no, no! Peach blossoms are domineering and rich, they can make money and give gifts, and what's mine is mine! I won't give it to you! You wolf cubs will crush him to pieces!"

"It's immoral to swallow it all by yourself, dear!"

"No matter what, we want 3P~ right? Bamboo? Peach blossom?"

Fang Zexi moved his chair to the side, smiled and said, "I don't know you."

Xia Yang also played along, and said with a smile, "Who are you?"

Everyone laughed: "Split up, don't be happy, cut up, let's pick the little shou!"

Xia Yang pretended to be very serious, his eyes swept over the faces of everyone in the room, and finally said: "Forget it, I'll make do with the bamboo stick."

Fang Zexi let out a "poof" and sprayed all the wine on his clothes.

After dinner, everyone went to sing K, everyone was voice-controlled, and singing has always been an indispensable entertainment.

They all uphold the great belief of "I would rather not have enough for dinner, but also sing K well".

Ning Le was already [-]% drunk, hooking Xia Yang with his left hand and Fang Zexi with his right hand, singing "What's mine is mine" all the way.

Fang Zexi smiled wryly and let him hook him up. He had never drank alcohol when he went out with Ning Le in the past, and he had no idea that his wine quality would be so poor, so he wanted to be brave and drank again and again.

Xia Yang also had a helpless expression, letting Ning Le do whatever he wanted would almost disgrace his old face. This mighty group of people staggered into the elevator to go to the eighteenth floor. The waiter recognized Xia Yang, and when he saw that his boss was mixed among this group of people of all levels and ranks, he showed a look of bewilderment, not knowing whether he should say hello or not.

Xia Yang decided that for the next month at least, he would stay in the head office to deal with some matters, so he would not come here

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By the way, it is estimated that in this month, the hotel's business will be extremely bleak.This group of people can directly pull the five-star hotel down to a level below three stars, scaring away a lot of guests.

There are many people who sing well in the string song Yongle, and they dominate the microphone one by one.

Moreover, the songs they ordered made Xia Yang feel unbelievable.

After ordering a Japanese song, Xia Yang was surprised who these talents are, when the other party picked up the microphone and sang: Whose love rival is getting more and more resentful...

After ordering another song of love business, Xia Yang felt that it was so vulgar that he had no words to answer, but he heard the other party sing loudly: Heads up, Northwest is prosperous...

Xia Yang thought and thought, and finally came up with an adjective.

This is a bunch of weirdos...

The crowd ordered a few more boxes of beer, and rolled the dice amidst the demonic singing.

Someone plugged a microphone into Xia Yang and said, "Brother J, you also have a song!"

Xia Yang shook his head, feeling really old for the first time.

"Hey, can you sing this song?"

Xia Yang looked at the title on the screen, and replied: "Yes, yes..." But he was not very familiar with it.

The other party immediately said: "Then it's up to you to sing! We have never seen this title before, who ordered it! Did you die of drunkenness!"

Xia Yang had no choice but to take the microphone.Before I sang a few lines, someone suddenly said: "Hey, isn't this that song? A duet of classic love songs! But the accompaniment seems a little different. Ning Le, come on! Sing a cover with your new love! "

This song is very classic?I don't think so.

Ning Le took the microphone in a daze, squinted his eyes and stared at the screen with difficulty, sang a few lines and then handed the microphone to Fang Zexi: "I'm out of breath, you can continue."

Fang Zexi shook the dice and lost a few rounds and drank a few glasses. He was a bit alcoholic. He took off his glasses and closed his eyes to rest his mind. He heard a familiar melody, so he didn't wear glasses to read the lyrics, and sang casually.

So one sang: "It is better to never sleep than to suffer slowly in a dream." The other chorused: "A sword raises dust, and right and wrong cannot escape."

Chickens and ducks talk, the donkey's lips are not right with the horse's mouth.

The two were not even in the same place, and Jiongjiu looked at each other with enthusiasm.

Xia Yang suddenly seriously suspected that the words on the screen were wrong. Why was Fang Zexi's singing completely different from the subtitles he saw?

What is this good modern pop song, Sword and Enmity?