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"..."

Followed by.

The hunk who had been stuffed with the tip danced his body, and slowly knelt down on the table in front of Song Zhi.His body was covered with lumpy muscles, and his skin seemed to have been smeared with something, shining brightly under the spotlight.

The first time he saw Song Zhi in the crowd, he had a good impression of this handsome guest, but he didn't expect the other party to be so generous.The strong man took Song Zhi's hand, moved his knee back gradually, and asked someone to follow him on stage.

Faced with this situation.

President Fang really wanted to say something.

As a result, Song Zhi didn't even look at Fang Chengyan, and went on stage with others in a very submissive manner.

The jacket was also easily taken off by the bar gigolo, who turned around and threw the clothes to Fang Chengyan, motioning him to put them away.

"..."

Fang Chengyan was a little speechless.

That's not what the little clerk said before he entered the door. He clearly said that he had never seen the world, but after he came in, the whole operation was unbelievably proficient.

After the gigolo threw away Song Zhi's coat, he turned around to tease him again, twisted his hips under him, and performed a sexy dance.

Only then did Fang Chengyan notice the clothes Song Zhi was wearing inside——

One-piece neon orange sports harness.

This visual impact is too great.Seeing that he was tightly wrapped in autumn clothes outside, he never expected such an exciting scene inside.

This is completely different from the clean little clerk in Fang Chengyan's impression.

The president recalled that day in the bathroom of the tea house, Song Zhi was wearing a white sportswear and... white underwear.

He sat alone at the bar and drank, while the gigolo dragged Song Zhi around and danced around. After a long time, he didn't seem to have any intention of stepping down.

When Fang Chengyan finished his drink, someone came over, took the initiative to sit next to him, and asked him if he had a target for tonight.

Holding the empty cup, the man didn't say anything, but slightly raised his chin, facing Song Zhi's direction.The boy who struck up a conversation took a look, and then walked away tactfully.

The atmosphere of the gay bar is very harmonious, if you fail to hook up, you can change to another, everyone is very bold.

The man put down his wine glass, got up and walked to the corner of the bar, playing the handsome slot machine alone.

The people on stage were even more outrageous.

The scantily clad gigolo with eyeliner took the wine glass from the table and fed it to Song Zhi himself.

The scene was chaotic.

After Song Zhi raised his head and finished drinking, the gigolo took him to perform a hot dance by the pole on the other side of the stage.

Fang Chengyan played the slot machine alone, wishing he had never been here.He saw Song Zhi laughing so freely with others, also, he was so comfortable wherever he was.

After Song Zhi was fed the wine, he finally noticed that he had ignored his accompanying companions.He pointed at the man playing coin-operated games in the corner, and told the dancer next to him to leave, but the others surrounded him and refused to let him go. Song Zhi threw a few more bills, and then jumped off the stage smoothly.

"You're having fun by yourself, Brother Cheng Yan." Song Zhi came from behind.

"Is it me or are you more sneaky?" Fang Chengyan asked.

"Haha, why is it so hot here?" Song Zhi giggled and changed the subject.

He took his coat from Fang Chengyan's hand, leaned in front of the screen of the slot machine, and saw that in the upper right corner, a hundred-yuan bill that the man put in had been multiplied tenfold.

Song Zhi let out a "wow" in surprise.

"Crazy."

The man's mood improved slightly, and he said in a low voice: "I won't play anymore."

Press the button, and ten banknotes fly out of the machine lightly, and sink into the receiving area below.

"Okay, let's go back and sit down." Song Zhi said.

"Ah."

As a result, before the two of them said a word, a new customer came to the bar.Those few people were smoking, and the sky was filled with smoke.

There was a long-haired foreigner with an astonishingly high nose bridge and light blonde hair, like Octavian seen in the sculpture gallery, ordering drinks with the bartender there.

The other party seemed not to speak Chinese well, so Song Zhi listened for a while, and said to the bartender for him: "A glass of gin and tonic, add more lemon juice."

The foreigner looked back at him and said "Thank you."

Then the two chatted again under President Fang's nose, with lightning speed.

"..."

In an instant, Fang Chengyan was thrown aside again.He could tell that they were speaking Italian, but unfortunately Fang Chengyan hadn't learned it and couldn't understand a single word.

Song Zhi speaks Italian very fluently.

Fang Chengyan's expression darkened, and he suddenly thought of Zhang Lingze——

It is to study abroad in Italy.

They talked and laughed, and Fang Chengyan listened calmly.

I only heard Song Zhi keep repeating a word, which appeared four or five times in the two short sentences.

The president listened carefully to the pronunciation of the word, and said it silently in his heart - "My promise."

"Is that your boyfriend?" the foreigner asked, he walked around Song Zhi, and his eyes stayed on Fang Chengyan for a few seconds, thinking that this man seemed to be a difficult man to get in touch with.

The Italian could feel that he had been listening, wondering if he was paying attention to the boy in front of him.

Song Zhi's eyes widened, and he looked back at Fang Chengyan.

How can it be?

The foreigner raised his eyebrows at him: "Isn't it?"

Fang Chengyan could tell from the gazes cast by the two of them that they were discussing him.The man asked the bartender to fill it up with a cold face, and continued to drink alcoholic beverages.

"No, you are a bit compatible." The foreigner smiled and said, "He is very sexy."

Fang Chengyan turned his head at this moment, first glanced at the foreigner, and then at Song Zhi who was beside him.The Italian cast a glance in the man's direction with his big smiling eyes, and immediately understood.

They chatted for just a few minutes.

"I thought, I'm going to have a drink with my friends."

Italian suddenly cut to Chinese.

"it is good."

"Nice to meet you, goodbye!" The Italian smiled and raised his glass to Song Zhi, then turned and walked away.

"Let's go too." Fang Chengyan put on his coat and was about to leave.He has to be on guard against Song Zhi hitting on someone again in the next second: "I'm a little drunk."

"It's okay, bro, you're drinking alcoholic beverages."

Fang Chengyan took out the money he earned from playing games just now, and took out one to pay the bill.He simply tidied up his suit jacket and walked out.

Song Zhi was keenly aware that the other party was a little unhappy, and he followed behind the other party obediently, like a child coaxing others, and kept asking new questions: "Brother Cheng Yan, do you go to work dressed so neatly every day?" ?”

"Don't you have any casual clothes?"

"Yes." The man replied sparingly.

"I can't imagine you without a suit," Song Zhi said.

Indeed, from the first time they met, to the hospital, to the restaurant, and then to Qingyuan, every time they met, Fang Chengyan wore a neat suit, either black or dark gray, his tie tended to be simple stripes, his clothes The product is very simple, only the watch is the finishing touch of the whole body, and every time I wear a watch of a different style.

"What about you?" The president turned around abruptly and stopped in the middle of the crowded dance floor.

The lights were confusing, and in the crowd, Song Zhi saw that the other party was frowning, staring at the orange sports sling on his body, and asked in a bad tone: "You usually wear it like this?"

Song Zhi nodded innocently: "Yes."

Seeing that the other party didn't say a word, he turned his head and walked out again.

"No." Song Zhi realized that he seemed to have chosen the wrong answer: "Today is a coincidence, isn't it?"

Feeling embarrassed at last, he ran after him and put his coat on loosely again.

Fang Chengyan sent him home.

Song Zhi was still laughing at him during the last second in the car.

Fang Chengyan didn't know how to describe his mood, he was surprised to find that he was still a little depressed after all.Why, how could Song Zhi be so happy with others in front of him?

Fang Chengyan spent a lot of effort for Qingyuan's land.Not only to satisfy the old man's wish, the company's benefits, but also his little selfishness.

In a bar in Beijing, he told Chen Baiyu that he only liked Song Zhi a little bit.

But now it seems that there are more than he imagined.

His plan was still not implemented in the end, but he took the initiative to contact an assistant to the village party secretary named Tian Jiamu on the phone, relaxed the contract conditions, and guaranteed the completion time of the project, so he got it back at the last moment.

That's why I came to Qingyuan and met Song Zhi.

——In the end, he was left to hang out all night with indifference.

Fang Chengyan drove back to the old man's residence.

At ten o'clock in the evening, he sat at the table and began to solve the construction and financing problems of the tea market project.

The prospect of engineering projects is optimistic, and there are many people who want to invest and get a share.

such as.

At noon the next day, a person came from Beijing to look for him.

The middle-aged man came to Fang Chengyan's temporarily occupied office with a gift.He shook hands with Fang Chengyan as soon as he entered the door, and claimed that he was the deputy director of the investment company.

He said that in order to show his sincerity, he made a special trip to Qingyuan to participate in the investment of the Qingyuan project and share the risks with Century Real Estate.

Fang Chengyan just nodded and took the plan in his hand.

Before finishing the document, he heard someone outside the office calling "Brother Cheng Yan" in a soft and crisp voice.

open the door.

The clerk came in with a smile.

Last night, Song Zhi told his sister-in-law about Fang Chengyan's coming to Qingyuan Development Zone.The sister-in-law was also surprised and delighted, and hurriedly asked Song Zhi to invite someone to come to the house for dinner at noon.

Song Zhi brought the words to him, and in the man's office, he walked around twice without treating himself as an outsider, and pointedly commented:

"Brother Cheng Yan, you don't have good vision in this room."

"When this place is repaired in the future, shouldn't the front building block your light?"

The middle-aged man was surprised at the casualness of the visitor, he looked up suspiciously, and when he saw the young man's face, he froze in place for an instant.

The next second, he heard the president of Century Real Estate explaining in a soft tone different from the past: "It's okay, it's only temporary, and we will move again in the future."

The middle-aged man looked at it several times before he could be sure that he was not mistaken.

His gaze was so intense and direct that when Song Zhi also looked back at him, he tilted his head in doubt.

They stared at each other for three seconds.

Song Zhi felt that the uncle sitting on the sofa and staring at him looked a bit like someone, but he couldn't recall it at all.

Afterwards, the middle-aged man reached out to him on his own initiative.

He stared into Song Zhi's eyes, and said to himself, "I'm Zhang Ming."

"Ah, hello."

Song Zhi also extended his right hand in response, and shook hands with the other party.

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Last night, I signed up for the "New Countryside Construction" event under the centenary of the founding of the party. Haha, I think it is very responsive to the theme.

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