After seven years of marriage, I live in the Shura field every day

Gou Nanren was photographed out of the office by the drawing board, squatting at the door pitifully.

It's like waiting for some heartless person.

Le Xingguang, the 'heartbroker', did not intend to appease the young wife, and even chased him away without a conscience: "Go, go, go back to work in your company."

Gou Nanren scratched at the crack of the door: "Then I'm really leaving. I won't go home for dinner tonight. Remember to eat yourself."

Chattering, it doesn't look like a boss with hundreds of thousands of dollars every minute.

It's like an old lady.

Le Xingguang opened the door and walked out, stretched out his hand and pushed him: "Go quickly, some students will come to look for me later."

Gou Nanren knew that he was thin-skinned, so he didn't pester him in public anymore.

He walked out of the studio and sent Assistant Qi a message:

[Gou Nanren: Have you contacted all those people? 】

[Assistant Qi: Everything has been arranged according to your wishes. 】

[Gou Nanren: I'll be there later. 】

city.

Inside the top Michelin hotel.

The guests are either rich or expensive, and they basically come here to socialize, so they all dress brightly and eat western food exquisitely.

There was only one table that didn't fit in, and the few people sitting here were writing furiously, copying frantically to a notebook in front of them.

There are a few bodyguards standing behind them, as soon as they show signs of rest, the bodyguards will immediately remind them.

When this group of people came out of Le Xingguang's studio, they were directly 'invited' here, and they copied the Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces non-stop for an hour.

Only then did Gou Nanren come.

After Gou Nanren came, he didn't look at them at all: "Waiter, give me a business package."

Under F4's expectant eyes, Gou Nanren ordered: "Please bring them a few bowls of instant noodles."

F4: ...

The waiter has experienced many battles and has a very good professionalism: "Okay, what else do you need?"

Gou Nanren looked at them for a while: "Yes, four more desserts."

F4's mind became active again.

Gou Nanren continued with the next sentence: "Pack it up, my wife likes it."

The atmosphere of the restaurant is very good, and there are people playing violins not far away.

But F4 doesn't have any intention to appreciate it.

They looked at Gou Nanren, uneasy: "What are you calling us here for?"

Gou Nanren smiled lightly and said, "That's a strange question for you to ask. At the police station, you are the ones who want to greet each other. I am doing what you wish. Treat guests to chat slowly, and you still ask me?"

F4 looked at each other in blank dismay, racking their brains but never thought of where they had offended this evil god again.

You kicked me under the table, I kicked you, I wanted to push someone out to ask for clarification, it was almost twisted into a twist.

I don't know who was so daring, one accidentally kicked Gou Nanren's feet hard.

F4: ...

Gou Nanren's eyes sharpened: "Bold!"

After finishing speaking, the bodyguards next to him stepped forward one after another, and surrounded the people in front of them. Although they didn't fight each other, the momentum of swords drawn made F4 feel that he had been beaten by the group several times.

One of the yellow hairs in F4 spoke, choosing his words carefully, for fear of accidentally offending the Buddha again: "Looking for...what is the matter with us, we didn't want to greet you in the police station just now..."

Gou Nanren sneered: "You asked me to talk to Ke Jingtong, didn't you mean to greet me?"

F4: ...

Gan!It's just casual politeness, can this be held up? !

Gou Nanren pointed to the desktop: "Write it down. If you have anything to say to Ke Jingtong, write it down. If you don't have three pages, don't leave today."

F4 could have violently resisted.

Presumably, such a respectable person as Gou Nanren didn't dare to beat them in public.

But... they dare not.

They may not be able to bear the consequences of this resistance.

I can only honestly eat instant noodles and write small papers, which is worse than holding back argumentative papers when I was a student.

To make matters worse, they hadn't seen Ke Jingtong for many years. Who could remember what this man looked like and what industry he was in.

I can only take out all the words of praise, from the appearance of the gods to the world-class martial arts, and write all the words of praise.

Gou Nanren ate Western food slowly, very elegantly, until the people across from him wrote three pages, then slowly wiped his mouth, and called the waiter: "Is there a game room upstairs?"

The waiter froze for a moment and replied, "Yes, there is a game room for children to play in."

He looked at Gou Nanren's slowly frowning brows, and added: "But adults can also go in."

Gou Nanren nodded: "Yes, good."

He stood up: "Let's go, take you to play games."

F4 trembled: "No...no, we don't like playing games."

Gou Nanren didn't speak, and walked towards the door on his own.

F4 You look at me, I look at you, and finally decided to follow.

Upstairs from the restaurant is a naughty castle with items that all kids will love.

Gou Nanren looked at the noisy pool, nodded in satisfaction, then turned to F4 and said, "Go in."

F4 looked at the crazy kid in the naughty castle, and took a half step back: "Why...why."

Gou Nanren said: "Let the pure children wash your hearts, and then you will know what to say and what not to say."

Today F4 suddenly mentioned Ke Jingtong in front of Le Xingguang, which really sounded the alarm for Gou Nanren.

When he first met, he didn't expect that this group of people had a pretty good memory, and he still remembered that he was discussing things with Ke Jingtong, and almost slipped the tongue in front of his wife.

After thinking about it again, those gangster brothers of theirs are usually active around Le Xingguang's studio, so maybe they will get in touch with Le Xingguang again at some point.

Take precautions before they happen.

If you don't give it a good beating now, if you run the train with your mouth full in front of Le Xingguang in the future, will he still live?

F4: ...

We dare not mention it in the future, shall we? !

Can't we completely disappear in front of you? !

F4 slowly jumped into the wave pool.

The children inside were obviously very interested in these adults who strayed in, and started hitting them with the inflatable hammer.

Gou Nanren looked at Erlang's legs, and the phone in his hand rang. It was Le Xingguang calling: "Honey, have you eaten yet?"

Le Xingguang asked, "Why are you so noisy over there?"

Gou Nanren said, "I'm playing a gopher."

Le Xingguang didn't doubt why he took his partners to play hamsters: "Okay, take your time. I met Mr. Cheng when I came out, so I'll go back later tonight."

Gou Nanren instructed: "You send me your address later, and I'll pick you up when it's over here."

Le Xingguang hung up the phone.

The old Mr. Cheng on the opposite side cheerfully held his teacup: "Is it Mr. Ren from Honggou Group?"

"Well," Le Xingguang nodded, "Old man, do you still remember him?"

"Of course I remember," Mr. Cheng said, "The project at that time was really amazing. If you hadn't helped him fight for it, I would have missed such a genius."

Le Xingguang was a little embarrassed, and blushed for his old Gong: "It was really thanks to you for giving him a chance."

"That's what he deserves. Are you married now?"

Le Xingguang nodded: "Well, we have been married for seven years."

The old gentleman said with a smile: "But when you two made such a fuss, I thought we had broken up long ago."

But Le Xingguang was full of doubts: "Huh? We didn't have any trouble back then..."

Gou Nanren, who was "playing hamsters", felt nervous, and subconsciously sent a deduction letter to Le Xingguang:

【Baby~ Are you thinking of me~】