Little hooligan VS big tail wolf

Yu Ziyu was startled by his sudden action, "What am I doing?"

"Which company's taxi did you take?! Ah?! It took more than 20 minutes from the airport to Guomao? Did you take a helicopter?! You climbed down the fire escape from the roof of the building, right? ? Ah?! Why don’t you come in directly through the window?!”

Yu Ziyu lowered his head to see that his fingers were still.

Ji Feng moved closer to him and stared at his face, "I said, why don't you let me pick you up and you call me in advance, just to see if I'm at home. If I want to say I'm at home, you just go outside Come back after an hour? Does it mean that I will call you when I say I am not at home, and you will come here first and prepare to wait for my call and then decide whether to wait for me at home or pretend to go out and come back according to the time? "

Yu Ziyu persisted for a while, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He stood up, put on his backpack and walked towards the door.

Ji Feng grabbed him, "What are you doing?!"

Yu Ziyu shook off Ji Feng's hand, "Go home."

"Which home?! This is your home!" Ji Feng grabbed him again.

"This is your home!" Yu Ziyu shook it again, but he couldn't shake it off.

"You're justified in lying to me, aren't you?!"

"Let go! I don't want to talk to you!"

"Where did you go?!"

"That's my business!"

Ji Feng felt a chill in his heart, and the strength in his hand also weakened, "You mean your business has nothing to do with me?"

Yu Ziyu took the opportunity to stretch out his arms to put on the shoes, "Yes, it has nothing to do with you."

Ji Feng didn't stop him anymore, "Won't my affairs have nothing to do with you from now on?"

The words have come to this point, of course Yu Ziyu can't admit defeat, "Yes, if you think it's your own business, then it has nothing to do with me."

"I think? Then if I think Qiu Yingying is good and regret breaking up with her, or which woman I find is my own business, does it have nothing to do with you?"

"Yes." Yu Ziyu answered boldly.

Ji Feng pursed his lower lips and nodded slowly, "Okay, you're being cruel."

"Can I go now?"

"You go."

Yu Ziyu opened the door and left without looking back.Ji Feng watched him get on the elevator and closed the door with his hand, feeling that he was about to vomit blood from anger.

After walking around the house for a few times, Ji Feng went to the kitchen to look at the chicken soup that was about to be stewed.Obviously it smelled delicious just now, but now the strong smell only made him sick to his stomach.

For three days, there was no phone call or text message between Ji Feng and Yu Ziyu.

On the fourth day, Ji Feng arrived at Daqi Bar, and he sat directly on the bar counter as soon as he entered the room.

"Your singer named Yu Ziyu didn't come today?" Ji Feng asked a guy at the bar who was mixing drinks.

The young man looked at Ji Feng's hand, "Zi Yu, he hasn't been here for a long time."

"Oh. Then... where is your boss?"

"Boss... he was still there just now! Oh?! He's over there, here he comes. Brother Qi! Someone is looking for you here!" The young man put the shaker on the table and waved behind Ji Feng.

When Ji Feng turned his head, Fang Daqi was walking over with a cigarette in one hand.

"Who is looking for me?" He stood in front of the bar.

"It's me." Monsoon said.

Fang Daqi turned his head to look at Ji Feng, "Oh—Mr. Ji. I'm sorry, the crowd is too chaotic, I didn't pay attention just now."

Ji Feng lit a cigarette, "Are you free? Chat."

Fang Daqi sat down next to Ji Feng, "Are you free, are you alone?"

Ji Feng smiled, "Yes, why don't you just sit here."

Fang Daqi stood on the stool and took out several different wines from the bar, "What do you want to drink? I'll invite you today. You are a regular customer."

Ji Feng pointed to a bottle of Jack Daniel's, "You don't need to ask, I won't come after you ask. Just this bottle, let's drink, anyway, I can't finish it by myself."

"Don't tell me, you are Ziyu's friend. Besides, there is no guest who invites the boss to drink." Fang Daqi opened the wine and took two more glasses.

"Then drink first and talk later."

Fang Daqi poured the wine, "Okay, drink first."

Ji Feng picked up the wine and took a sip, "Well...Zi Yu hasn't come all this time?"

"He came yesterday."

"what?"

"Some time ago he promised to be a resident singer at my place. But he came yesterday and said that he would not sing in the future."

"Stop singing? Why?"

"He said that he would be very busy in the future and would not have time to sing any more."

"Busy? Is their band going to record a new song for a CD?"

"New songs? I haven't heard of that."

Ji Feng nodded, "Oh, I just heard him say something casually. Oh? Do you have Zhao Han's phone number?"

"Of course there is."

"Tell me."

Fang Daqi took out his mobile phone and looked through it, "I heard that your company is in the media business, if you can help their band, it would be great, they really sing well."

Ji Feng also took out his phone, "Well, I've been to their performance."

"Here, I found it." Fang Daqi handed the phone to Ji Feng.

Ji Feng wrote down Zhao Han's phone number.

Then they chatted for a while, Ji Feng took advantage of Fang Daqi to greet other acquaintances, paid for the drinks and left.

The next night, Ji Feng asked Zhao Han out.

"Why did Mr. Ji remember to ask me for dinner?" Zhao Han sat opposite Ji Feng who was waiting in the private room of the hotel.

Ji Feng handed over a menu that he was flipping through before, "Order first, we'll talk about it later."

Zhao Han casually flipped through it twice, "You should order, I am the worst at ordering."

"I've finished ordering, see if there is anything you want to eat."

Zhao Han looked at the ordering lady waiting beside, "How many dishes have you ordered?"

The lady who ordered the food picked up the machine and pressed it a few times, "Four hot dishes and two cold dishes."

"Enough is enough." Zhao Han closed the menu and put it on the table.

"Don't, order another one. I don't know if you like what I ordered."

"It's okay, I can do anything."

"No, order another one."

Zhao Han's kindness was hard to stop, he couldn't open the menu and looked at it again, "Then this is it, wild mushroom soup."

The lady who ordered dishes left, Ji Feng took out a cigarette and handed it to Zhao Han, Zhao Han quickly took it and took out a lighter to light up their cigarettes, "Why did Brother Ji find me? I will come too."

Ji Feng took a puff of cigarette and frowned, "Zi Yu, we haven't had much contact recently. I just want to ask you how the money for the MV is going, and can it be finished next year?"

Zhao Han was taken aback, "Oh? Don't you know?"

"what?"

"The MV won't be ready for a while."

"what happened?"

"Didn't we pay the deposit first when we were filming and recording songs in the early stage. After paying the deposit, there was more than 3 yuan left, and Ziyu borrowed that money a while ago."

"Ah?" Ji Feng was a little surprised, "Borrowed? What is he borrowing money for?"

"It seems to be that the house where he and his father lived in his hometown used to be a unit. Recently, the old house has to be demolished for renovation, and what is the difference in price for moving to a new building. I asked him how much the difference was, and he didn't say anything, just took the money away. And then from then to now I haven’t seen him much, and he doesn’t even participate in performances.”

"You haven't seen him much?"

"Yes."

Ji Feng wanted to ask, didn't you go to Gansu together a few days ago, but when he thought about Yu Ziyu's lying and deceiving him at that time, he felt that it was not a good question to ask, so he thought about it and said, "Well... do you guys plan to make CDs again? Are you going to?"

"A CD, I wanted to do it at first. But there are no new songs. A few days ago when Sun Le went back to his hometown, I suggested that everyone go there with him to play and collect some folk songs, but Ziyu said he didn't have time. , refused to go. You also know, the few of us, mainly rely on him to compose music, and it doesn’t make sense if he doesn’t go there and we go, so that matter will fall through, and the CD will have to wait for a while.”

"That is to say...you didn't make it?"

"Well, it didn't work out."

"But... I heard that Ziyu didn't go to the bar to sing in those few days, so what did he do?"

Zhao Han shook his head, "I don't know. Who knows what that kid is doing mysteriously recently."

Ji Feng was depressed: he could understand that he needed money to buy a house, but after being missing for several days, Ji Feng couldn't figure it out.Is it for money too?But what can he do?

After the dishes came, there were many things that I couldn't ask directly, and Ji Feng and Zhao Han couldn't learn anything else.

After holding back for another two days, Yu Ziyu still didn't contact Ji Feng.Ji Feng couldn't wait any longer, so he drove to the outside of Yu Ziyu's family compound that night.

Parking the car in a backlit corner, Ji Feng opened the car window and smoked, hesitating whether to go up to find him directly or make a phone call first?Do you continue to act angry or do you lower your profile and show that you don't care about his lying?Do you tell him that you already know that he is short of money and want to change houses and ask where he went in those days, or pretend that you don’t know anything?

While struggling, a car appeared in Ji Feng's sight. It was not a particularly expensive car, but the license plate caught his attention.The license plate was black, with the word "Shi" in red at the beginning.

The car parked under the streetlight in front of the community, and Ji Feng thought disdainfully: At night, if you are afraid of being checked for drunk driving, there will be fake cars everywhere, and they will be "commanded" and "military" at every turn.How could there be people from the embassy in this broken community?

Just as he was thinking, the car door opened, and then he was dumbfounded: the person who got off from the co-pilot was Yu Ziyu.

After closing the car door, Yu Ziyu waved his hand at the car inside.After waving his hand, he turned around to leave, the door of the car he was driving opened, and a blond white man stepped out from inside.He yelled something, Yu Ziyu stopped and turned around.Then the foreigner took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said a few more words.Ji Feng couldn't hear clearly, but it was obvious that he was asking for Yu Ziyu's call.Yu Ziyu smiled and walked back to talk to the foreigner across the car, the foreigner looked at the phone and pressed a few times on it.Then Yu Ziyu picked up his bag and put it to his ear, listened and nodded, then the foreigner smiled and waved his hand and sat back in the car.Finally, Yu Ziyu bent down and waved his hand towards the window, and the car drove away slowly.

Although it was night, the street lights were very bright, and Ji Feng could see clearly: the foreigner was in his 20s, with a high nose bridge and big eyes, tall and thin, a typical European and American handsome guy.

The car had disappeared, and Yu Ziyu had entered the community early. Ji Feng only had four words left in his head——thunderbolt from the blue sky.