between the lips

6°02'N, 80°13'E.Galle, Sri Lanka.

The scorching sun, the sea breeze mixed with the smell of fish blows, and the humid heat is transpiring.

After Chu He finished washing the turtle pool, he took off his sun hat to wipe off his sweat, and shouted at the man under the coconut tree, "Gamage? Throw an iced watermelon!"

The man under the tree had dark skin, white teeth, and bright eyes when he smiled.Holding a petal of watermelon in one hand, he walked to the pool and said in English: "Don't wipe it, you won't want to leave if you wipe the turtle again! In addition, your father introduced a Chinese tourist, and you need to go to Colombo tomorrow afternoon to pick him up. "

Gamage is a native Sri Lankan, the owner of the Mal-Travel car rental company, and a friend of Chuhe.

Chu He has been working as a part-time guide here since graduating from the Academy of Fine Arts.In recent years, there have been more and more Chinese tourists in Sri Lanka, and Chu He's handsome oriental face has become a living sign.

"My dad?" Chu He frowned, "Chu Zhengping? Why didn't he look for me?"

"You are busy, the phone is not available."

"Why are the guests in such a hurry? Don't you know if you want to make an appointment three days in advance?"

Gamage pushed him, "After all, he is Uncle Chu's friend, so you have to be flexible. Uncle said that this person has been helping him manage funds. He has a keen intuition and unlimited potential. He wants to dig into the company. More snacks."

With these words, Chu He immediately pictured in his mind the image of a meticulous elite man in a suit and leather shoes.

It must not be easy to get such a high evaluation from Chu Zhengping.It should be quite easy to travel with this kind of person, at least he sounds rich, and tips are indispensable.

"He chartered a car, but to us, he is just a passenger. Chu Zhengping is at most an introducer, don't let him get involved in everything." Chu He was too lazy to get involved in his father's business, "Itinerary, payment, service, It’s up to the guest to decide with me.”

"All right, all right, you can figure it out. The guest is Wei Yuhuai, do you know him?"

"It sounds familiar, I haven't seen it before." Chu He wiped the dirty water from his hands, and walked to the house behind the beach, "Throw the phone over here, I'll go chat with this Wei Hanhe."

When Chu He returned home, he made a WeChat call to the passenger, turned on the speakerphone, changed his shoes, washed his hands, and took off his apron, only to get through there.

"Huh?" It was a sexy and tired voice, hoarse, as if he hadn't woken up.

Chu He glanced at the wall clock. It was six o'clock in the afternoon, and it was already 03:30 in China after calculating the time difference.

still sleeping?

"Good afternoon, Mr. Wei! I am the guide of Mal-Travel. I see that you have booked a chartered car service. I am here to confirm the itinerary with you." Chu He reported his family name.

Just waiting for the request from the other party, Chu He only listened to the other side muttering: "Hongji, this time... have we lost more than 6000 million yuan?"

Chu He: What is Hongji, wrong type?

I checked the number again and it was correct.

It sounded very drunk over there, and his breath was not stable. "I said earlier that this stock is worth taking advantage of the situation to lock up and exert strength. You have to wait... because of this word... How many good opportunities have we missed?"

Chu He couldn't understand, and explained: "Uh, did you misunderstand?"

"Misunderstanding? Then you slept with someone else, is it also a misunderstanding?" The voice in the microphone dropped, soft, tinged with crying, and it was painful, "On trading, you said that our ideas do not agree, I admit it ...but when it comes to feelings, you can't...can't you separate from me first and then go find someone else? "

go to bed? ?

Chu He was stunned for three seconds, thinking that there is still such a good thing——no, there is such a thing?

The voice in the earpiece was fragile but magnetic. From time to time, there were a few small hums, and he stuttered and talked to himself for a long time, and even sniffed his nose twice.

Chu He finally clarified the situation: the drunk man admitted to the wrong person after being cheated by his ex-boyfriend.

Knowing that he couldn't be as knowledgeable as a drunkard, he had no choice but to follow Wei Yuhuai's words: "Then, if it can make you feel better... scold me a few words?"

The voice on the other side was grim, he should have buried his face between the pillows and asked aggrievedly, "You look down on me?"

"what?"

"You clearly know that I don't know how to swear, but you always bring it up. Yan Hongji, you, you..." The voice became smaller and smaller, and "you" didn't say anything for a long time, as if you didn't know how to swear. .

Through the mobile phone, Chu He heard a dull hammer. It should be that the little drunkard smashed the pillow aggrievedly.

His impression of Wei Yuhuai immediately changed from a decisive elite who killed and killed to a pitiful man lying on his back and crying madly.

"Stop, I'll scold you! I'll scold you now!" Chu He hurriedly stopped, "His name is Yan Hongji? He's a bastard, how can he sleep with someone else?

"I can still change Northeast dialect—why no one beat him with an electric baton, he looks like a fool.

"I'm afraid I can speak Sinhala!???????"

Wei Yuhuai: ...

After one operation, they were finally coaxed into silence.

"I'm not Yan Hongji," Chu He explained when he saw that the mood on the other side had stabilized, "My name is Chu He."

The guest from the north side of the ocean gave two "hmm" and a sneeze, and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, "Then you can talk to me, okay?"

Chu He hesitated.

His part-time job is to play with him, not chat with him.

But the voice was too fucking sexy.

All right, all right, it's just talking, making people happy is better than building a first-class pagoda, and idleness is idleness anyway.

Chu He put on his cool pajamas, "Speak, I'll listen." The phone was turned on to the hands-free and put aside, while the owner went to the refrigerator to get a cold drink, "What are you talking about?"

"I... I drank too much and I'm not sober." Said over there like a big tongue.

"Haha, I can tell." Chu He laughed dryly, "Drink less in the future."

"I don't!" There was a soft rustling sound from the other side of the ocean, probably turning over, "Why can't I do anything? I want to drink!"

Chu He's head was full of black lines, and he could hear a little bit of coquettishness from the slapstick tone, "Yes, you drink, you drink."

There was silence.

"Hey..." The sound of smacking his mouth did not know where it came from, Chu He subconsciously thought that a child who was stealing snacks had entered the house, and after looking around, he realized that the sound was coming from the phone.

Chu He: What's wrong with this?Drunk on the phone and start biting in the middle of a phone call?

"Mr. Wei?"

"Jiujiu...well..."

For a full 5 minutes, there was only the sound of sucking and even and steady breathing in the earpiece.

"Sleeping again?" Chu He was confused by the guest's behavior, but he couldn't ask more questions, so he hung up the phone.

He became very interested in this domineering president (?) who could not wake up, and immediately called Chu Zhengping to get relevant information.The euphemistic name is to understand the guests in order to match their preferences.

Chu Zhengping was worrying about the investment projects here in Galle. He was so busy that he didn't touch the ground. He didn't forget to say a few words to his son: "Wei Yuhuai? Oh, you kid should learn from others! He is two years younger than you and already famous. It’s time to ask your father to sell his appearance to rob people from major companies!”

"You're betraying my hue... aren't you?"

This answer, of course, provoked a lot of scolding.

Chu He didn't make a move, and while being scolded, he browsed the resume sent by his father. On it was a half-length photo of a formal dress with a smile on his chest that maybe all business men in the world like to use.

The bones are three-dimensional, the skin is very white, the eyebrows are slightly raised, the bridge of the nose is high, and the lip color is light.Wearing a pair of human-like narrow-rimmed golden glasses, he looked at the camera with firm and sharp eyes.

Dressing is really meticulous, no wrinkle shirts, high-end suits, exquisite cufflinks, simple and expensive watches...

"As expected of someone else's child." Chu No. 1 He repeatedly praised, "Tsk, look at this little shirt, look at these little glasses, look at this little face. I'll grab it if it's me."

But what I thought in my heart was: Help, is this gentle and abstinent face acting like a baby to me just now?

Too much, really.

Chu Zhengping asked back: "Can't you see other people's achievements and awards?"

"It's my occupational disease to look at faces. I don't study business, so I can't understand your projects." Chu He tried hard to count the zeros on his resume, "He invested... and made a profit of tens of thousands."

What happened to tens of thousands?Didn't you say on the phone that you lost a lot of money?

Chu Zhengping resisted the urge to curse: "How about you count?"

"Ah? One, two, three, four, five, ten thousand, right?"

"..." Chu Zhengping was silent for three seconds, and a string of words popped out between his teeth, "The units of those numbers are tens of millions."

The son of the boss of the FundTrader department can't count, humiliation, humiliation.

"Oh, almost, almost!" Chu He held his respect noncommittally, "My award is no less than his."

The Gold Award in the Figurative Art Competition, the International Youth Art Festival, SAP, etc., also sound awesome.

Chu Zhengping snorted, "Can the award be eaten? The last time I won the award was 19 years ago? Every day I said that I want to draw a South Asian theme. What have you done in the past year? I asked you to do it with me, but you don’t want to. Now I don’t have a job or a wife. Isn’t it because of what happened a year ago? You—”

"I'm very happy staying here." Chu He lit up a cigarette, "I don't want to spend your money until I get back on my feet, and I can't even live in your house temporarily? Do you want to pay you back the rent?"

Chu Zhengping laughed angrily, "Do you think your father is short of money?"

"You don't lack, I lack. I lack everything, okay?" Chu He said carelessly, puffing out smoke rings, "But it's okay, I'm just a little guide, and I won't be your lobbyist. Your carrot You dig it yourself."

Dad went to the meeting cursing.

The son threw the phone on the bed, and through the smoke, he saw a pile of simple line drawings and unfinished coloring pictures in the corner.

"Those critics are really right. The cat is better than this if it rolls around in the inkwell and rubs it on the drawing paper." Chu He commented on them.

The author says:

Post a trial reading~

When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? Let's see if Shun Shun is doing well!

If you want to put your mind to Yaoqin, please leave a comment!