Who hasn't loved a few scumbags

Song Jianian hurriedly ran into the apartment building and got into the elevator. Just as the elevator door was about to close, he heard a person shouting at the door, "Wait, wait, wait!"Song Jianian subconsciously pressed the door open button of the elevator, and when the man ran up to take a closer look, it turned out to be Wang Pingchang with a bag of snacks in his hand.

"Hey, Brother Nian, it's a good thing you have a conscience, otherwise I'll have to wait for the next trip." Panting a little, Wang Pingchang said with a smile, "I worked overtime again today, but I came back early. Before I leave, Ah Ming just started cooking, and he just went back in time to eat!"

"That's a good feeling, I thought I had to do it myself."

"Hey, brother, when I came back from the supermarket just now, I saw a big Mercedes behind you, did you see that?"

Song Jianian rolled his eyes, thinking about it, "What kind of Mercedes-Benz? Maybe it belongs to our community."

"How is it possible? I have studied all the cars in our community that often come in and out. What's more, looking at the headlights and model design of that car, it is the S400L that just came out. Who drives it in our community. And he is slow Tun moved forward and left without entering the door. It must not be from our place."

"Maybe someone went the wrong way. I don't know many people who drive this kind of car."

"Hey, brother, it sounds like those who ask you to build a house are poor ghosts." Wang Pingchang rolled his eyes to express his disbelief: "There is no client who is short of money, okay? Speaking of which, some time ago Who is that handsome guy in the luxury car that brought you back? He has such a tight-lipped tone, and he didn’t tell us a word!” Wang Pingchang looked in the mirror on the elevator wall and brushed his hair. Ah, it shouldn't be a problem to have a fling with a handsome guy."

Song Jianian glanced at Wang Pingchang, saw the narcissistic boy still posing, thought to himself, you want to have a fight with my brother and you want me to match you up, I really don't want to live.

"I was so drunk that day, based on your two or three sentences, how do I know who it is."

"Ah, why is this so?" Wang Pingchang lowered his head in disappointment, and then he quickly became upbeat: "It's okay, hehe, young master, I recently hooked up with a hot enough guy in Beauty, so let's put the handsome guy aside."

Song Jianian didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but Wang Pingchang's character was the type that could live a good life no matter what, which was pretty good.

When I finally got home, I could smell the tangy aroma of food as soon as I entered the door.Although Ah Ming is a late-stage otaku patient, he is quite good at housework and cooking. SOHO has no inspiration at home and puts down his pen. If he has nothing to do, he studies recipes. The unlucky roommate is the one who is unlucky during the practice stage, and the roommate is the one who enjoys the blessing after he has achieved great skills.

Judging from this meal, Song Jianian forgave Ah Ming a little bit, but he still had to be left out in the cold, otherwise the world would not turn upside down in the future.

After eating, Ah Ming rushed to wash the dishes, and Song Jianian froze to break his own bowls and chopsticks back to wash them.

Song Jianian took off his clothes to take a shower, while Ah Ming and Wang Pingchang were busy in the living room.

"Brother, Brother Nian must be angry with me." Ah Ming sat on the sofa depressed and sighed.Wang Pingchang stretched his waist, took an apple from the coffee table and bit his mouth, then stooped down and put the things he just bought from the supermarket into the refrigerator one by one, and said calmly: "That's a precipitous apple." Okay, I don't want to see what kind of quarrels are going on online. Brother Nian's character of keeping a low profile and wishing that no one knew him except the work circle would probably make him vomit blood. If those women went to his company to block People, that's even more terrifying."

"I didn't know it would be like this! In the past, those Internet celebrities disappeared after two days of being popular. Why did Brother Nian last so long this time! It's the end of the year, the exams, the end of the year, and the end of the year. Still so free!"

"One, Brother Nian was good-looking in the first place, but now when girls see a good-looking one, they like to shout at the male god, not to mention our brother Nian's level, I guess I will faint just looking at the photos. Two, you I don’t even look at who is participating in the booing, just the big male god Qiu Yanqiu who plays the leading role in your TV series, who has more than half of the marketing accounts on Weibo, let alone Wang Moumou. Three, because A lot of people hate him. Seeing that he is too successful, he is handsome, rich, and red! That is the overflow of jealousy in the Huangpu River. If you pinch him, can you not be pushed up? Four, I think it is because we are young Brother is really awesome, he didn't get blown out, and he didn't just rely on that face."

Wang Pingchang said it clearly and logically, but suddenly he seemed to think of something: "Hey, what do you mean by that Weibo post by Wang Moumou? Is that his friend? I heard that the name is pretty awesome, and I said Brother Nian It’s that guy’s baby lump! Tsk tsk, I’m about to think of a complicated bloody story.”

"That crazy guy, since we're going to delete Weibo later, don't forward it before! I really want to strangle him to death." Ah Ming said angrily, and punched the pillow several times.

"I think Brother Nian is really mysterious." Wang Pingchang glanced at the bathroom, and sat next to Ah Ming while biting an apple, "He is definitely not from Shanghai, but he never mentions family affairs. Architectural, and that kind of temperament, the family is definitely above the middle class. The most amazing thing is that he hasn't been in a relationship for so many years, and no one has urged him to go on a blind date and get married!"

"Would you like to be such a bitch, maybe Brother Nian would come out of the closet just like you, and then be... slapped..." Ah Ming made a gesture of throwing a pillow.

"Go away, my parents didn't chase me away, I left because I was embarrassed to stay at home and annoy them!"

"All right, everything you say is right."

"Brother Nian! Why are you teasing me?"

"I really want Brother Nian to find a partner, whether it's a man or a woman, just find someone who is good to him. Otherwise, every time he comes back from overtime, he will be so tired that he has to cook by himself. I can’t go on anymore. And it feels like we can’t talk to him about anything, he’s all on the high end.”

"If Brother Nian gets married, won't he have to find a new house?"

"Oh yes..."

Having said that, both of them fell silent.

Song Jianian didn't hear the chat between the two people outside, so he went straight into his room after taking a shower, and read books and project materials.Looking through the post-construction drawings at Suzhou Airport, I happened to see the one that Wang Shasha was in charge of before, and I thought of the inexplicable Wang Shilei today.

If, as Ping Chang said, Wang Shilei's car followed him all the way, then what exactly does this man want to do?Inviting him to dinner is not the way to invite him.

Just when Song Jianian was feeling uneasy because of Wang Shilei, Lin Kexin called him.He said that he had a dinner appointment with Liang Wen, and talked a lot about the house, and heard Liang Wen say that there are a few places that are not bad.

"Oh, you can send me the details by email, and I'll take a look at that time."

"Okay, boss, don't worry about my work."

When Lin Kexin interrupted, Song Jianian's attention shifted to Song Hanyu again. He took out his mobile phone, flipped through the address book, swiped back and forth on the number but never dialed it.He still doesn't understand why Song Hanyu wants to transfer the company to Shanghai. Is he really not going to inherit his father's company?Then when Dad gets old and no longer in charge of the company, can he really watch other people sit in the chairman's chair?

It is absolutely impossible for him to manage the company himself. Although he has shares, it is definitely not too much.He doesn't have the business acumen either.Song Hanyu has this ability, and also has this identity, inheriting the company is simply a matter of course.What's more, his company has taken root in the capital for almost ten years, and now it's easy to move, how can it be easy?After all, Shanghai is not the hometown of the capital, and it is not so convenient to manage. What is the point of spending so much money.

Or is it that he finally calmed down and wanted to find a man to settle down and live. There are many people in the capital, and he ran to Shanghai because of his grievances.

Song Jianian sighed, not feeling well in his heart, he had a sense of aggrieved feeling that the other party was about to get married when he had struggled towards his goal for many years and finally accumulated some to speak face to face and express his heart with his head held high.

Who is he working so desperately for?

At 10:30 in the evening, I received a document package from Lin Kexin in the mailbox, which collected the general floor plans, renderings and popular house plans of several communities. By the way, I built a 3D perspective model according to the architect's obsessive-compulsive disorder .From the general plan, experienced architects can roughly know whether the building distance of this community is up to standard, whether the overall lighting effect, ventilation in four seasons are good, and whether the orientation is reasonable. After reading these, the most basic thing is to choose the apartment type.The apartment types of commercial districts are very limited, and they can't find any new tricks after doing it all over the place.With Song Jianian's eyesight, after reading all of them, none of them caught his eye.He had no choice but to find a few places that were passable and relatively comfortable to live in if the interior design was better.

Song Jianian took out a sketchbook from the drawer, took a pencil, compared the outline of the area on the picture, and designed a room partition that was more in line with Song Hanyu's living habits.Anyway, Song Hanyu is not short of money, and it is not impossible for him to pay for the wall to be chiseled and re-planned as a professional.

Song Jianian went to work the next day and praised Lin Kexin, and Lin Kexin proudly showed off to Chu Wencai.

Colleagues' enthusiasm for studying his gossip seems to have subsided a bit, at least when he goes out to make coffee, everyone will stop saluting him collectively.He didn't go on Weibo anymore, so naturally he didn't know that he was still being followed. He just thought that it would be difficult to keep fresh in a place like the Internet, and he would be forgotten soon.

He found time to call Song Hanyu.I want to discuss with him when to go to see the house.

While flipping through the date and event table on the tablet, he listened to Song Hanyu's speech.

"Brother, when do you have time? By the way, you didn't go back to Beijing, did you?"

"I'm going back to Beijing tomorrow."

"Oh, then when are you free? We don't seem to have time during the day on weekdays, so let's see which weekend. Today is Wednesday on the 29th..." Song Jianian looked at the date on the tablet, ten He is free the first weekend in February.

"Not for the first few weeks of next month."

"...You are really busy." Song Jianian saw that the four weekends in December on his event list, except for the first one, the other three were marked, indicating that there was something to do: "The 25th, or the 26th Number?"

"As you please."

Song Jianian was speechless, he really wanted to say that he was inconvenient for the past two days!

"That's 26. There are many people outside on Christmas Day, and the roads are blocked."

"Ah."

"Brother Yu, do you still want to take others to see the house? If you want to live together, it's better to have a look."

On the other end of the phone, Song Hanyu held the phone and didn't speak, thinking to himself, it's enough to take you alone.His gloomy gaze swept over Qiu Yan who was kneeling on the edge of the sofa, his face had already lost all blood, and tears that bored him flowed.

"Han Yu, what the hell am I..." Qiu Yan choked up.

"Brother Yu? Brother Yu?! Are you listening to me?"

"I am listening."

"Are you working? All right, I'll call you another day."

Song Hanyu glanced at the screen of the mobile phone that immediately showed that the call was over, and shook his head helplessly, but his temper gradually grew.

"Han Yu..."

"I thought I had made my point clear enough."

"Now you say break up, what do you want me to do?!"

Song Hanyu frowned, "Are you a woman, can you die without a man?"

Qiu Yan's eyes widened coldly, and she couldn't believe Song Hanyu would say such a thing.

"We are just a money transaction, Qiuyan."

"I…………"

"We should be done."