The ruffian is hard to guard

Shen Fang has been living in style in the past few days, not only his business is going smoothly, but his little lover is also quite satisfactory.

Although Cheng Jialiang is young, he does not have the flashy restlessness of young people.He will not pull Shen Fang to be drunk and indulge in music every night, and he will not ask for resources or gifts in conversation, let alone make small false flattery, look fake, and fake.

When Shen Fang got along with those original lovers, he seldom chatted with them and had no common language.He is not interested in the Yangchun Baixue and the lower Liba people they talk about, and he doesn't like to listen to their comparisons and grievances in the vanity fair. He is really annoying, so he uses the ironic smile of the superior to shut him up, so as to get a clean .

But he loves to listen to Cheng Jialiang talk.

Cheng Jialiang is not a talkative person, but occasionally he will mention the fireworks life in the small town and his younger brother's mischievous spirit. Every time at this time, Shen Fang's mood is extremely relaxed, lighting a cigarette or drinking a glass of wine, limbs Bai Mu was filled with a soft and powerless sense of happiness. He felt at ease and at ease in Cheng Jialiang's words. It seemed that the soul that had been floating in midair had found its home at this moment.That gray town has also become an unreachable Garden of Eden, which is vividly imprinted in his mind and locked in the most secret place.

Sometimes, young people will also express their own opinions, analyze the medical market, and predict the state of the country.Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and Shen Fang automatically filters out the young people's lack of broad vision. He praises the shining points in his speech, and gives birth to a kind of pride that is as glorious as his little love. He felt that Bel had face, so that Vice President Shen looked at others more frivolously and arrogantly.

Shen Fang often thinks that Cheng Jialiang is a contradictory individual, mature yet young, old-fashioned yet simple, sexy yet soft, capable of being a husband in bed and a fanboy under the bed, with the ferocity of a tiger and wolf and the loyalty of a large dog And preference, he is completely defenseless against himself, allowing himself to get what he wants, and at the same time asking himself to let him get what he wants like a private property.

However, young people also have shortcomings, which are not easy to control.

Because it is difficult to control, Shen Fang always has a fear of him in his heart, and because of this, Cheng Jialiang is full of charm and charm, Shen Xin can't let go of it.

Thinking of this, Shen Xin, who was at work, suddenly felt itchy. He wanted to call his little lover and hear him say that he missed him.

Before the call was connected, the assistant knocked on the door and came in with an ugly expression on his face.

"Mr. Shen, there's a man outside who doesn't have an appointment but insists on seeing you."

Without raising his eyelids, Shen Fang asked blankly, "Who?"

"Zhan Changsong who received the award on the same stage as you."

"Who?" Shen Fang put down the phone with a worried expression.

"The last one of the top ten young people to come to the stage to accept the award, the one who donated 2000 million in ten years."

Shen Fang turned his head and thought for a while and finally got the right number. He was very indifferent to other people and things. He could remember Zhan Changsong, a small man, because his speech was too deviant that day.

Shen Fang leaned on the back of the chair impatiently, looking at his assistant: "How long have you been an assistant? Do you need me to teach you how to deal with this kind of thing?"

The assistant also had trouble, of course he would send someone away, but the man outside was really difficult to deal with.

Just as he was hesitating how to answer, a man's voice came from outside the door. The assistant was startled, and it seemed that the security guards didn't stop him.

The door of Shen Fang's office was suddenly opened, and a tall man appeared in Shen Fang's eyes.

Tall, with broad shoulders and broad back, he has an almost barbaric aesthetic; he looks good, but his eyebrows and eyes are too sharp to dilute his handsome look.

At this moment, the man's eyes were frozen with anger, and his muscles were tense, like a cheetah that had been robbed of its prey, and it might jump up to give the enemy a fatal blow at any time.

Shen Fang waved his hand and waved away the two security guards who were following the man.

He didn't get up, he still leaned on the chair idly, and asked coldly: "Who are you?"

Obviously, he was trying to save a man's face.

The man didn't speak, but suddenly grabbed the trembling assistant, opened the door and pushed him out, then locked the door with his backhand.

The man turned around and looked at Shen Fang sullenly. He slowly took out a cigarette from his pocket and took out a cigarette between his teeth. Then he walked towards Shen Fang step by step, and said as he walked, "You are Shen Fang? Is it mine?"

......

"Your person?" Shen Fang frowned. He looked at the phone number called out on his mobile phone, a little impetuously, "Who is your person, tell me clearly."

At this time, Zhan Changsong had already walked to the desk, he bent down and grabbed Shen Fang's neckline, and said with a stern face: "Fei Fan! Fei Fan is mine, you... you fucking... yes What did he do?"

The violent man's eyes were red and bloodshot, and the hand holding Shen Fang's neckline trembled a little. He seemed to be extremely angry and sad, as if someone had cut his heart with a knife, the cinnabar-colored blood dripped down, soaking Defiled the most precious treasure in his heart.

Looking at Shen Fang's face that changed from solemn to relaxed, and the undisguised sarcasm and pity in his eyes, Zhan Changsong's body seemed to open a hole, and anger gushed out!

He suddenly clasped Shen Fang's neck with his hands, and pressed him into the seat: "Fuck you! You set up a trick to force Fei Fan, and he had to fall into your tricks to save me. Shen Fang, you are so fucking despicable! You, Zhou Sen, and Fei Pin'en, don't even think about running away, if I don't kill you, I will write my Zhan Changsong's last name backwards!"

Immediately, a heavy punch fell!A punch hit Shen Fang's cheekbone, and his cold white skin was instantly bruised.

Zhan Changsong usually likes to play tricks when beating people, and he doesn't hurt much when he beats people.But now he is a raging lion, how can he be rational?

One punch followed another, this punch was obviously aimed at the nose, Shen was shocked in his heart, if he took this punch, his straight nose like a Greek god would definitely be broken.

Although Shen Fang is in good shape, it is all due to the fact that he has entered a lot of gyms. A man of such a wealthy family has never really fought by himself since he was a child. Naturally, someone will help him when he needs it. It is not his turn to be a young master.

Naturally, Shen Fang was not Zhan Changsong's opponent, but fortunately, he was quick and explosive, and he tilted his head suddenly before the fist fell, barely dodging Zhan Changsong's heavy punch.

The angry man raised his fist again, taking advantage of this opportunity, Shen Fang quickly said: "I didn't touch Fei Fan, you don't believe me, you can ask him!"

His fist was in front of his eyes, but he stopped suddenly.

Zhan Changsong stared at Shen Fang for a while as if cast a spell, and then asked in an unsteady voice, "What did you say? You didn't touch Fei Fan?"

"No!" Shen Fang pushed him away while the man was in a daze, and he touched the wound on his face. The pain made him lose the dignity of Vice President Shen, "Zhan, you fucking If you don't ask clearly, you start to attack, you think I, Shen Fang, are easy to bully?!"

"You really didn't..." Zhan Changsong looked a little dazed, with a look of joy and fear. He was happy because of Shen Fang's words just now, and he was afraid that what he just said was not true.

"I didn't touch, I didn't move, I didn't go to bed!" Shen Fang stood up and straightened his suit, then pointed at the man, "I didn't ask Fei Fan to settle the score, it was just to save my little love, you don't fucking ask Looking for revenge on me indiscriminately? The surname Zhan, I will put my words here today, if I can't kill you, I will also write my surname backwards!"

Vice President Shen yelled, and planned to wait to see Zhan Changsong's expression of fear or anger again, but unexpectedly, the man who was a little taller than him on the opposite side turned his eyes red.

The man took out the cigarette case from his pocket again, took out a cigarette with trembling hands, took a deep breath before putting it in his mouth, he didn't light a cigarette, but leaned on the desk with his eyes downcast.

"I'm just a rotten person."

Shen Fang heard the man's hoarse voice.

"I caused trouble to make him worry, and let him help me to fix it. He was forced into such a situation. I was still in the police and waiting for the man behind the scenes to show up and find me! I don't care at all. Didn't take into account how worried, scared, and lost he was! Crap! I'm a fucking crap! I don't deserve him at all!"

The cigarette was finally lit by a cheap lighter. The man swallowed hard, and the white smoke he exhaled was full of sadness.

Shen Fang was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect that there were other secrets besides Fei Pin'en's greedy gift of his son.

But he doesn't care, no matter how tragic the plot is, it's someone else's business.He pressed his tongue against his chin, felt the swelling pain, snorted, and sat back in the chair, and in a blink of an eye, it was the high-ranking Mr. Shen again: "Infatuated, don't you plan to admit my mistake?"

Zhan Changsong threw away the cigarette, looked up at Shen Fang, the sadness and fragility on his face was still there, but his words were arrogant: "I haven't fully figured out the matter yet, I will explain it to you when I figure it out."

After that, he got up and walked out the door, only to hear the voice of gnashing teeth behind him: "Okay, your man knocked me down with medicine, you punched me regardless of right and wrong, let's settle the score when the time comes, I will Let's see how the new top ten youths write their surnames backwards!"