Ye Ming's Five-Split Life

In the morning, clock in at 08:30 to go to work.

In front of the main entrance on the first floor of Xuri Building, a man dressed in rags was so sleepy in the middle of the night that he had to run around the wall of Feng Yuxiang's villa to refresh himself, so he was scratched by the original tree branches and lala seedlings around the villa. ——The man with disheveled hair insisted on injuring him, and the building guards in charge of security work dutifully stopped him outside. This thin-looking man actually had quite the spirit of perseverance. Once the guards retreated or relaxed a little, Immediate comeback.

If it weren't for the fact that there were too many people watching the excitement to perjure testify and make a statement, the guards would have wanted to shake their fists directly. This skinny-looking guy kept saying that he wanted to talk to Mr. Luo Zongyu Luo on the 35th floor to discuss something. Don't let him in.What can a person of this kind of virtue do if he finds Mr. Luo, the most expensive, most promising, most inlaid with gold and silver, most decent, and most tasteful, in this building?Ask Mr. Luo to discuss the mystery of clothing matching or the cultivation of gentle temperament?

When Luo Zongyu directly entered the elevator from the parking lot on the third basement floor and returned to Qiming Technology on the 35th floor, what he heard was such a series of unreliable guesses.

"Let me tell you, that guy must have lost his career. Xiaomi ran away with someone, and his wife was slept by a rival. He is jealous of Mr. Luo, who is flourishing and successful in his career..." Clerk A blushed while drying her fingertips said the nail polish.

"Yeah, yeah, so he must be mentally twisted now, maybe he still has an explosive bag strapped to his body, and a gasoline bottle around his waist..." Clerk Yi muttered.

"Ah? I'll call the guards to search you!" Assistant Bing Huarong turned pale.

"We need to call the police first!" Secretary A said coolly.

"No body search!" Clerk B jumped up as if electrified, the corners of Luo Zongyu's mouth twitched involuntarily, 16cm heels... "No body search, in case the bomb is strapped to his body, the clothes will be torn off Lead!" After she finished speaking seriously, the twitching corners of Luo Zongyu's mouth finally stopped hooking completely, and his jaw dropped with a click, unexpectedly, there was another die-hard Jackie Chan fan in his company! (Leader hanging on the clothes...Jackie Chan "New Police Story")

The positive effect of the sudden incident in the morning is gradually highlighted after the bell for work at nine o'clock officially rings.

Obviously, the excitement mobilized by the entertainment events made all the employees jump into work as quickly as possible. The high-efficiency work progress made Luo Zongyu wonder whether he should make some personal work every day when he got off work. Participatory journalism to improve employee productivity in the long run?

But such a good mood completely disappeared when he stepped into the parking lot on the third basement floor and saw his beloved car.

The man who made him look away was leaning on the rear wheel of his beloved car, sound asleep! ! !

Luo Zongyu used his football skills when he was in college to move vigorously, and transferred the trash can with the bucket and cover to Ye Ming.

As soon as Ye Ming opened his eyes, he saw a man standing in front of him with angry eyes like a diamond, frantically throwing away the trash can that somehow got onto him. The last line!

"Ah... Mr. Luo!"

"I remember I made it clear to you yesterday that I have no interest in scum like you!"

"No, Mr. Luo, listen to me..." Ye Ming quickly stood up and tied his hands together, "I didn't take drugs! Really, I really didn't take drugs! I..."

"You said you didn't take drugs? Look at you, and you can find someone I can believe in the reasoning. You said no, look at you, don't you?" Clean, clear, simple... a month ago Luo Zongyu felt The man in front of him can find almost all his imaginations about the word partner, but now, he only feels that what stands in front of him is a pool of rotten flesh that has already stinked. His eyes, which are known as the sharpest, sharpest, sharpest in the mall Ah, did you get glaucoma last month?

Seeing Luo Zongyu go around him and press the remote control of the car, Ye Ming was really anxious, "I really didn't take drugs, I just... just slept for too long, I slept for three days and two nights..."

"Sleeping for three days and two nights? Are you talking about fairy tales? Next, do you tell me that you didn't sleep to death and woke up because you thought of me and thought I was your prince, so you have to wake up and live happily with me A happy life?" Luo Zongyu's face was thick with sarcasm, "Ye Ming, you are already in your thirties, don't be so naive, okay, you won't change your mind after what I said, you have this skill, why don't you come sooner Find the next idiot who can be fooled by you, maybe someone will supply you with white powder tonight, don't waste time like me!"

"No...not...yes..." Seeing that Luo Zongyu had already lifted one leg into the car door, Ye Ming had no choice but to rush forward and hug his other leg, ignoring Luo Zongyu's disgusted expression as if he had stepped on shit, "No... I... seem to be sick, I... I... I... I just woke up after three days and two nights in a coma. It's my wife who doesn't want me, and now the company doesn't want me...I...sleep for so long, and no one knows, I thought, if I really die, maybe...maybe when the landlord comes to collect the rent I just found out, I... I..." Ye Ming was already feeling sad when he said this, and tears were pouring down his face. Although these words came out of his mouth on a temporary basis, none of them were true, and all of them were sad. This time, I fell asleep completely without consciousness for such a long time. If I didn’t wake up myself, I would just..."I just thought, I just wanted...for so many years, only Mr. Luo said...that you like me...I I just want to know...someone likes...someone misses...is...is...what kind of mood..."

People in their thirties still like to come and go. Ye Ming's ears are burning red. Luo Zongyu looked at his earlobes that were gradually turning red.

The grey, shaggy and chubby face was stained with blushing, could the green and disheveled look of a drug addict instantly transform into a weak and charming one?

Luo Zongyu's heart softened, and he took out a tissue from the car and pressed it on Ye Ming's face.

"He's 35, he can't move..." Before he could finish crying, Luo Zongyu's expression suddenly changed, even though he was separated by three layers of tissues, the temperature under his fingers...

"Damn Ye Ming, you actually ran to the underground parking lot with a fever?"