My infertile wife ran with the ball

Beijing is hot in summer.

The roots of the imperial city could not escape the heat, and the hot feeling climbed up the ankles, and it was so hot that people sweated profusely in a short while.

The temperature did not slow down due to the coming of night, but rose higher and higher.

Late at night, Beijing pub.

The smell of alcohol and cigarettes is everywhere, the flashing lights change like crazy, and the faces of men and women on the dance floor can be seen at a glance. They wave their limbs along with the vigorous music, with confused or crazy expressions on their faces, as the DJ on the stage With a loud cry, he immediately opened his mouth and set off layers of noise, and it was unknown whether it was the final call for help from release or depravity.

"It's noisy."

The man sitting in the booth in the corner rubbed his ears, glanced at the group of cronies around him, and showed obvious dissatisfaction with their choice of venue for the party.

"The carnival is about being noisy! Where is the popularity without the sound? Look at your eyes." Zhou Wen wiped off the sweat from the dance, and sat back in his seat, "Come on, buddies, have a drink together , Congratulations to Boss Shen on taking office, happy life in the company."

Impatient only for a moment, Shen Qinghao picked up a glass of wine with ice hockey pucks in it, clinked glasses one by one, and then drank it all in one gulp.

The strong wine entered his throat, and the spicy taste permeated his mouth. The man closed his eyes. He hadn't drank for a long time, and he felt a little uncomfortable when he drank suddenly.When he opened his eyes again, the alcohol washed away all the desire and desire in his eyes, coupled with the slightly raised eyebrows, the whole handsome face looked very evil.

Zhou Wen grabbed a handful of pistachios from nowhere and yelled while chewing: "He's right! Serve the wine and feed him!"

Ye Po, who was sitting upright beside Zhou Wen, smiled knowingly, and pointed to the long line of Ace of Spades lights behind him.

Shen Qinghao raised his eyebrows slightly, took the wine bottle handed over by the leading lady, and poured himself a glass first, "Just tell me if you want to drink with me. Save it for today, and I have to call you a taxi when you get drunk later." .”

Ye Po tapped the wall of the cup with his fingertips, "Busy people are obsessed with academics, and wechats are saved until evening to reply together. Zhou Wen and I have already given up on asking you out for a drink. It's a good thing you haven't applied to Harvard, otherwise I I will never see you again in this lifetime."

Shen Qinghao changed his posture and sat on the sofa, his Adam's apple moved and he drank another glass of wine, "Well, I have passed the materials but not the interview."

The long line of light signs finished serving the wine one after another, and the dance floor and retail investors all looked sideways, but it was only a moment, and it was time to shout and play immediately.After all, no one in this huge city of Beijing has ever seen a few rich people, but having money has nothing to do with them, the most important thing is to have fun in time.

Zhou Wen and Ye Po looked at each other, thinking of the legendary senior who lived in the same dormitory with Shen Qinghao for four years. It is estimated that if it weren't for that senior, Shen Qinghao would not have given up his postgraduate studies to apply for an American school, and he did not apply in the end. There is no postgraduate study.

After graduating from Peking University with a master's degree, it would be great to go directly to my own company as a manager and join the company justifiably.

Zhou Wen took a sip of his wine, the word Xin Dao Qing was really harmful.

"It doesn't matter, it's right to drink today, come and play." Zhou Wen jumped up from the sofa, filled all the glasses on the table, and started dancing with the wine in the rhythm of the DJ.

Shen Qinghao brushed the slightly sweaty bangs on his forehead, and joined in the all-night carnival.

Sweat slipped from the skin, and then people trampled on their feet mercilessly. The atmosphere reached its highest point, and there were fierce loud shouts everywhere. Dry ice mixed with water droplets sprayed together, and the glare became more intense. A quality pub is like hell at this time.

The heavy bass was stimulating the tympanic membranes without rhythm, Shen Qinghao was a little dizzy, and looked down at all the wine bottles that were tilted to and fro, as well as Zhou Wenye Po, who was lying on the sofa in the booth.

"I told you not to drink so much, or the horse riders are all drunk."

Shen Qinghao cursed secretly in his heart.

As he sat there, faces with heavy make-up swayed in front of him, and walked before his eyes under the changing stage lights of various colors.

Shen Qinghao closed his eyes, and pressed the ice wine glass against his hot forehead.

Through the misty transparent cup, he caught a glimpse of a figure. It was a thin man with a thin nose, a tinge of red at the end of his eyes, and a... ..a rubber duckling with a white scarf?

In short, this person's temperament was so incompatible with the pub that Shen Qinghao spotted him with a casual glance.

The man flashed past the corner and disappeared in an instant.

Shen Qinghao staggered to his feet, carrying one in each hand, and pushed both Ye Po and Zhou Wen to the waiting security guard.

"Send it home, the address is on the wallet, and the money will be deducted from my account."

This pub is located underground, and above it is a hotel where Shen Qinghao often lives.

"Okay." The security guard drove two drunk men, and when he was about to leave, he turned his head again, "What about you?"

Shen Qinghao pointed to the ceiling, "I'm sleeping here."

"Wait a minute, you... um... the one with the little yellow duck on the collar..."

People who were half-drunk or not were not quite clear about their minds, so Shen Qinghao pushed up the bangs on his forehead and thought for a while, not knowing what he wanted to ask.

On the contrary, when the security guard heard that the little yellow duck had come to his senses, he glanced at some unknown place, and immediately a man in a pink suit ran over.

"You want that?"

Shen Qinghao asked: "Which one?"

"Eat crispy duck?"

The security guard showed a smile that concealed his merit and fame, and left silently.

Shen Qinghao was silent for a while, then suddenly felt a little hungry, "Well, eat."

"This way, please."

·

"I'm going to order him today! I'm a regular customer, why don't you let me try it first?"

"No, his first time has already been booked..."

"Fart Nima! You come with me!"

The middle-aged man stepped forward and grabbed the wrist of a young man. He was covered with fat and almost tore his suit. He dragged the man and was about to walk into the room. Block the way of the middle-aged man.

"Mr. Li, this time you will treat me as a favor. Next time there is a new style of crispy duck, I will definitely call you first to ask if you want to eat it."

"No! I'm greedy for meat today, I have to eat it!"

"This...this..." The manager sighed, a little embarrassed.

Mr. Li raised his eyebrows to prop up the fat on his eyelids, turned his head and asked the young man, "Say it yourself, will you follow me today?"

The young man who had been silent all this time still didn't speak.

"fifty thousand"

"eight thousand"

The youth blinked.

Mr. Li ate too much duck, and when he saw the person in front of him, he became more confident, "One hundred thousand."

The manager's shoulders moved, and even the little duck wearing a helmet on his collar shook a few times.This price is already twice the price of the first duck here.

"Xiao Yi, if you think it's okay, I won't stop you." He said to the young man.

Most of the people who make crispy duck are poor people, and there are unspeakable difficulties. He said that he made a reservation just now, but he was just making excuses, and he didn't want the child to leave a psychological shadow for the first time.

Everything has to have a good start, doesn't it?

But only heard the young man say: "OK."

Lin Yi took off the white scarf on the collar with one hand, and handed it to the manager, "Thank you, Brother Zhang."

Now the manager had nothing to say, he sighed lightly and took the things from the young man.

Just as Mr. Li was walking inside holding the young man's hand, he suddenly heard a voice from behind.

"When did you still play the game of throwing money at people?"

I saw a half-drunk young man walking behind him at some point, leaning against the wall and staring at him disdainfully.

Shen Qinghao sneered at the middle-aged man mercilessly, "Not only are the routines old-fashioned, but the moves are also so stingy."

"you!"

Mr. Li twisted his nose in anger, and the hand holding the young man's wrist became more and more forceful. The young man frowned indistinctly, and then his expression remained normal.

"Little thing, how much do you pay?"

Shen Qinghao looked at the young man, there was no doubt that this was the man he saw just now.Tall and long legs, fair skin, handsome eyebrows and cool eyes, looks like a landscape painting from a distance, pleasing to the eye.

He was a little drunk, but being drunk was not the same as being an idiot. He also knew what kind of business they were doing when they talked about it.He rubbed his chin for a while, and decided that if he was happy, he would send a favor casually, offering 150mg of tetrodotoxin.

"20"

Mr. Li glanced at Manager Zhang, meaning that the drunkard is here, hurry up and get rid of me.

Manager Zhang ignored him, adjusted his suit, nodded to Shen Qinghao who was at the side, then took a step back, and said loudly, "The one with the highest price wins."

Shen Qinghao looked at the silent young man and smiled, "I'll add another 30, [-]. The old-fashioned routine just needs more money to be fun, right?"

Seeing that the middle-aged man hadn't spoken for a long time, he slowly took off his suit jacket, loosened his tie, and then pointed to the young man and said, "My man, don't you mind."

The loose fat on Mr. Li's face trembled a few times, as if he was as angry as its owner, and finally shook off the young man's wrist, and left without looking back.

Shen Qinghao waved to the young man, "Beauty, come and help me into the room, I feel a little... want to vomit."

·

The overwhelmed stomach finally subsided, and Shen Qinghao lay on the bed in a daze.

He didn't know how long he lay there, and when the sound in the bathroom stopped, he almost woke up from his drunken state.

I saw the duckling he just bought came out wrapped in a bathrobe, his black hair was half dry, there were still drops of water at the end of his hair, and a ball of lotus root starch that had been steamed out was dizzy at the end of his eyes.

Lin Yi asked the young man lying down: "Do you want me to wipe it for you? Or you go in and wash it, or..."

"No, I took a shower before I came here, and just rinsed my mouth." The man replied.

Lin Yi nodded, untied the belt and complied with him.

The feeling of being hugged for the first time was very strange. The temperature of another person came from between the fingers, and there was a dull pain in my body.

Lin Yi felt that this was more like a wild beast hunting in the animal world. This person is a hunter, he is the prey, but he will not run away, and will obediently expose the back of his neck for the predator to bite, even if it bleeds.

It's not cruel to say cruel, it's cruel to say it's not cruel.

He wouldn't be disembowelled like real prey, but the results weren't much better.

The hunt didn't end until three or four in the morning.

Lin Yi endured the pain and got down from the bed. Just as he was about to get a glass of water to drink, he saw the check on the bedside table.

He passed out for a while on the way, and it is estimated that the check was placed here at that time.

He looked at the strange man who was sleeping soundly, and said hoarsely, "Thank you."

·

East District CBD, Financial Commercial Street.

The office workers in suits and leather shoes carry Starbucks breakfast, squeeze into the elevator like a fish into the water, clock in one minute before going to work, sit in front of the computer desk and watch the exchange rate while eating breakfast, burning the soul of unscrupulous migrant workers to start a new life day.

"Mr. Lin, good morning."

Mi Benzi chewed on the panini and raised his hand to greet the young man who just came in.

In fact, this is a bit strange. It stands to reason that this deputy manager with obsessive-compulsive disorder usually arrives half an hour early, and it is almost rare to see him at work every three years.

"Mmm, good morning, Deputy Mi."

"Don't eat, don't eat, the newcomer is coming, if you want to eat, don't eat today, endure it for two days before eating, cheer up!" The middle-aged man with a slightly plump figure trotted in, probably not squeezed into the elevator, There was glistening sweat on his forehead, and he was out of breath when he spoke, "Clean up the table quickly, I'm going to take on apprentices, how can I be like this on the first day!"

Hearing that Mi Capital immediately entered the state of wartime, and instantly tidied up the table brilliantly.

Footsteps came from outside the door, there was the sound of stilettos hitting the floor, and the sound of leather shoes stepping on the ground. After a while, a group of young men and women entered the office and stood at the door.

"This is the newcomer recruited this time. Each group will be assigned a newcomer, and the deputy manager will be responsible for teaching." Manager An made a gesture, indicating that the group of young people can go to their own group, "Six months old Whether you can stay in the future or not depends on yourself, the benefits created for the company are part of it, and personal potential is also part of it. In short, it depends on your performance."

Most of the new employees found their own group, and a few who did not find it also rushed to their own group under the guidance of others.

Mi Benzi eagerly waited for his little apprentice, but everyone disappeared, and no newcomers came from his team.

This is not right!

He raised his head and looked at Manager An.

Manager An wiped his sweat with a handkerchief, and began to silently count the number of people.But when the number of people was exhausted, Khan couldn't stop - one little ancestor was missing!

At this time, a tall young man walked in from the door with a smile, and greeted Manager An very naturally, "Sorry, I'm late."

This person is Shen Qinghao.

He played too much last night and forgot to set the alarm clock, so he fell asleep.

Seeing that Manager An didn't speak, he took it on his own: "Ah yes, I'm going to join the group to find Master, then mine..."

Looking around, he hadn't seen the foreign capital group that lacked a person, and his eyes suddenly stuck to a person.

----Um?Crispy duck last night?

Shen Qinghao walked up to that person, and glanced curiously at the nameplate on the table.

Lin Yi·Deputy Manager

Unexpectedly, people nowadays actually appear to be financial elites, but they are secretly engaged in the crispy duck business.

Interesting.

"Hello, Deputy Manager Lin Yi." He extended his hand in a friendly manner, "My name is Shen Qinghao."

I saw Lin Yihui holding his hand, looking quite calm, "Hello."

Shen Qinghao squeezed his hand, quite meaningfully.

"Your group is the foreign exchange group." Lin Yikou reminded him.

"Oh well."

Seeing Shen Qinghao walking towards him, Mi Benzi scratched his head in doubt.

It feels.... the atmosphere in the office has become sticky|greasy...

This is not right!