I really just want to retire

The dinner party car slowly drove out of the suburbs and headed for the city center.

The purpose of their trip was the Hongfu Clubhouse, a place where they could eat and entertain.

At the entrance of the clubhouse, as soon as the car stopped, Fu Zizhan heard the little apprentice next to him say: "This place is really as ugly as I imagined!"

Hearing this, Fu Zizhan glanced out of the window a few times: "Well, it's quite ugly."

The little apprentice who got approval was very excited: "That's right! If I had no other choice, I really don't want to come here."

In small third- and fourth-tier cities, there are not many high-end clubs, and the privacy is not good, so it is not suitable for crew dinners.

It sounds very distasteful.

"Been here before?"

Otherwise, why do you look down on it? If he remembers correctly, didn't his little apprentice decide this place himself?

Ling Jun got out of the car first, and stood at the door of the car: "How could I come to a place with such an ugly design? Chen Jian is an old man whose aesthetics has been poor for decades. He even surpassed my brother some time ago. Brother is really wronged!"

Fu Zi gave a slap, and he recognized it.

business rival.

"You can treat it as a spy on the enemy."

Ling Jun said in an educated tone, "Seventh Master, what you said is very reasonable", Xiaoben is ready.

The two followed the footsteps of the large army into the place they had set before.

Xiao Qi followed quickly, looking around as he walked.

This...isn't ugly!

How beautiful it is, resplendent and resplendent, with the lights on it twinkling and colorful.It's rich at first glance in the feasting room!

Sure enough, the aesthetics of ordinary people like him can't keep up with the trend of the times?

There were a lot of people in the crew, so several big boxes were reserved, and Fu Zizhan was with a group of leading actors and directors.

The box is so big that it might be more appropriate to say it is a place for entertainment rather than a place to eat.

After drinking for three rounds, one and two seemed to reveal their nature a little bit.

The smell of alcohol is criss-cross, and the smoke is lingering.

Fu Zizhan felt a little uncomfortable from the smoke, so he got up quietly and went out to breathe.

He walked all the way to the public restroom. In fact, there was an independent bathroom in the private room, but the unpleasant smell of cigarettes did not even let the bathroom go.

I feel sorry for those people's lungs for a second, so I will definitely not have a healthy body when I retire!

After coming out of the bathroom, he didn't go back, but stood directly at the end of the corridor, where the windows were open, and the air was exceptionally clear, just enough to wash his lungs.

The sky outside had been completely dark a long time ago, but on the night of the full moon, it is doomed that the world will not be completely dark.

The person by the window looked up, and the full moon shining with light was just above him.

It is said that when the moon is round, people are rounder.

He has no one to reunite with, and it seems that there will be no one in the past.

The moonlight came in a little through the window and shone overhead.

The whole world is so quiet that it seems that he is the only one left. People who travel through each world are lonely after all.

Suddenly a mechanical voice sounded: "The host still has me~"

Fu Zizhan chuckled lightly, with an unknown emotion in his smile: "Yes, and you."

And only you.

After a few seconds, he said nonchalantly again: "I think the energy recovery seems to be a little faster recently."

Fu Zizhan's fleeting emotions disappeared in an instant, and his thoughts returned to the theme, with an expectant tone: "Let me see!"

It's just... recovering quickly doesn't mean recovery.

The so-called fast is only at the beginning of the progress bar.

I tried my best to make myself look useful: "At least I have high hopes ~ haha...", and finally brought an awkward smile.

Fu Zizhan ignored the awkward smile and asked: "Can you know why the speed is a little faster?" He was more concerned about this.

Doubtless continued to laugh awkwardly: "I don't know."

"..."

Fu Zizhan's voice gradually became calm and indifferent: "What do you think you are good for now?"

A guilty conscience: "I, I can be with you"

"Ah"

"Then I... thank you?"

"That doesn't matter, what a family can say."

Very polite.

……

After such an interruption, Fu Zizhan lost the interest in blowing the wind, so he should go back and sit.

After all, it's time to end in a while.

Their box was at the other end of the corridor, and Fu Zizhan went back to cross the entire corridor. The corridor was quite quiet, and there were only a few staff members. They might just wander around, in case the guests needed anything, they could be there on call.

When he was halfway there, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.

"Fu Zizhan?" It was a questioning tone, and it seemed that the other party was not very sure.

Fu Zi beheaded and turned his head, and there was a man standing at the door of the box next to him.

It looks a little familiar, probably because of the memory of the original owner.

The man saw him take a step forward, "Is it really you? Why did you come to this kind of place? The consumption here is quite high."

Fu Zizhan: "???"

What kind of nonsense is this, are you mocking him for being poor?

is it?

yes!

Fu Zizhan laughed amicably, "Then you can spend more in other places in the future."

Don't think that this level is high consumption!

The man's face darkened for a moment, and then he laughed again: "That's right, you are a little hot now, this kind of consumption should be affordable. Speaking of which, after graduating from university, you stopped contacting everyone, and you still miss it." .”

Graduated from college?

Fu Zizhan listened quietly to this man's ghostly words, and finally found the memory of this man in the original owner's memory.

Oh, it's the one who robbed the resources of the original master's script, what is it called Zhu Yiqun or Zhu Yijun.

I heard that some rich people were on the list at that time.

Fu Zizhan's face was calm: "I'm busy raising pigs at home. It's really hard to raise a group of pigs."

A group of pigs, Zhu Yiqun, sounds quite fluent.

As soon as he said it, the face of the other party was ugly to the naked eye.

Tsk tsk, I can't hold my breath.

Fu Zizhan continued his efforts: "You should be busier than me, I have watched your drama, there is no barrage to block it, it looks quite comfortable."

How should I say that drama, it can't be said to be popular, it can only be said to be unpopular.

The barrage does not set the display area and there are few bars. It looks really cool without blocking!

Seeing that the other party's face was about to turn black, Fu Zizhan pursed his mouth in boredom.

Young man, there is no city.

He chuckled lightly: "That's nothing, I'll go first? Old classmate~"

Leave a way out for the bottom of the pot, and other people's faces can be darker than it, so it doesn't have to work.

A pot bottom that is not black is not a good pot bottom!

Just as Fu Zizhan took a step, the door of the box next to him suddenly opened, and a middle-aged man came out, with a stomach and head that should be at his age.

The middle-aged man was stunned when he saw the two people at the door, "Xiaojun, don't you want to go to the bathroom, why are you still here?" After asking, he turned to look at Fu Zizhan: "This is this?"

The meaning of that look up and down is unclear.

Zhu Yijun rolled his eyes, and the face that had been sinking just now disappeared suddenly, and a smile that he thought was very sweet was raised on his face, and there was a hint of flattery in the smile: "Mr. Chen, why did you come out? This is my college classmate, but We haven't been in touch for a long time, he is busy now, variety shows are very popular, so he probably doesn't have time to contact me, a little transparent."

The middle-aged man turned his head to look at Fu Zizhan, with a very greasy smile: "Oh~ I'm also a little star!"

"Hello, kid. My name is Chen Jian. This Hongfu clubhouse is mine. Did you come with your friends today? Put it on my account!"

Before Fu Zizhan said anything, Zhu Yijun said first: "Mr. Chen, you are so generous. I invite friends to come next time, can I also waive the bill?"

The man named Chen Jian laughed loudly: "You have to fight for everything, no! No matter how many times you come!"

Zhu Yijun smiled shyly, laughing so much that Fu Zizhan almost spat out his overnight meal.

This tea-like classmate seems to have misunderstood his smile.

But Mr. Chen seemed to like it very much.

Everyone has their own hobbies, or they all have some serious illness.

Fu Zizhan admired the version of You Nong Wo Nong that induces vomiting at a close distance, but he didn't say anything.

Then a business card was handed to him: "Zi Zhan, right? This is my business card, just go to the front desk and report my name later, if you have any difficulties in the future, you can always find me."

On the greasy expression is a pair of eyes looking at the prey, which is full of hints.

The corner of Fu Zizhan's mouth rose slightly for a moment, took a look at the business card with two fingers, and smiled harmlessly: "Is it okay to have any difficulties?"

Chen Jian smiled deeply, "Of course!"

Zhu Yijun next to him shook his head, his expression seemed to be unwilling, but it was fleeting, and he laughed again after a while: "Mr. Chen is so good, Zi Zhan is really lucky, unlike me, I can't meet any noble people." , I can only touch and roll by myself."

The corners of Fu Zizhan's eyes twitched, this classmate must be suffering from that serious illness.

Graduated from the tea art elite class?

He just had a question, and heard the tea art classmate say: "Zizhan, you just haven't met Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang probably appreciates you very much!"

When Chen Jian was told this, he looked up and down at Fu Zizhan, and that look was extremely uncomfortable.

Fu Zizhan's eyes suddenly turned cold when he was watching the play. At this time, if Mr. Wang was mentioned, there would be no one else.

He heard Cai Hu mention it some time ago, and he listened to it. It’s no secret that a boss likes homosexuals in the circle, and he plays it very fiercely, almost killing people.

This tea art classmate is still a femme fatale.

Fu Zizhan's eyes were slightly cold, and before he said anything, something left his sea of ​​consciousness in the next second.

Zhu Yijun was smiling complacently. Isn't Fu Zizhan's appearance just what Mr. Wang likes? Mr. Chen's position still has to lie on Mr. Wang's side, and following his preferences is the best way to curry favor.

And he just needs a reminder.

After all, such things are not uncommon.

He smiled and suddenly felt something on the back of his feet, and lowered his head...

A gray plush.

"what!!!!"

There were deafening screams in the corridor.

Fu Zizhan took a step back and covered his ears with his hands.

This cry is worthy of Zhu Yiqun, a group of pigs are not so loud.

As soon as the scream fell, Fu Zizhan saw the man jump three feet high and onto the waist of the person next to him.

Then he heard a "click".

Fu Zizhan frowned, he already felt the pain.

Sure enough, some people's thick waist does not mean they are strong, and piles of fat are vulnerable.

But the classmate who caused the heavy blow didn't notice it, and shouted in panic: "Mouse, mouse, there is a mouse!"

The little mouse, Ben Shu, is a classmate who doesn't know what to do and who doesn't know what to do. He smiles like a big villain.

hum!Dare to bully its host!

court death!