Miscellaneous Fish Survival[Transmigration Book]

Old Geng slept like a dead body on the table of the Eight Immortals, and the rest of the crowd smoked around him, and even Sister Yu had one between her fingers.

Nine-five Supreme, produced in Ningcheng, more than 100 yuan a pack, a pack of ten thin, good stuff that Lao Geng himself never parted with, was split up by two rich kids and their accomplices without hesitation in a blink of an eye .

What's even more wicked is that they put disposable paper cups on the table as ashtrays, only five centimeters away from Lao Geng's face, deliberately smoking him.

Chen Chuan said: "Smoking is harmful to health, and second-hand smoke is poisonous to the environment. In order to live a few more years, everyone must exercise restraint in the future. Isn't that right, Boss Lei?"

Zheng Haiping looked at Lei Jing thoughtfully.

Lei Jing immediately said: "Yes, so I have quit smoking for several years."

"How many years?" Zheng Haiping asked.

"Ok!"

Wang Beifeng and Zhao Jiarui said in unison: "Yes, we will testify!"

"Oh." Zheng Haiping turned his gaze back.

Zhang Chunyu smoked: "No one is perfect, I'm still a doctor, so I haven't quit yet."

Amidst the smog, Cheng Ji lowered his head as if accepting a trial, while Qi Beisong didn't care, with a face of "I sleep with my wife and I want you to take care of me".

"Bei Song, is it cold?" After all, Zheng Haiping is an elder brother, and he cares about the health of Young Master Qi first.

"It's okay." Qi Beisong held his head up and knocked on the cigarette ash, and dressed the big cotton quilt like a haute couture.

"Where are your clothes?" Zheng Haiping asked again.

"It's drying, it's almost dry." Cheng Jidai replied.

He was also honest in front of Zheng Haiping, Zheng Haiping was too quiet to make people dare to make mistakes.

Zheng Haiping nodded, and asked: "Then today's matter, did you, Mr. Cheng, take the initiative, or did my Jinlian actively do it?"

Cheng Ji blinked for a long time before realizing that he was joking.Who are these people!You actually joked in such a gentle and serious tone, you're afraid that others will hear it, right?

Lei Jing held back his laughter, Chen Chuan couldn't help it, and said in the same tone: "How can a high official take the initiative? The subordinates think it's Sixth Sister who committed the crime."

Qi Beisong snorted, he was not so high in front of these buddies, and it didn't matter if he was squeezed a bit, and he really acquiesced, looking at Cheng Ji with a half-smile.

Cheng Ji was very embarrassed and couldn't deny that he was helping others all night, so he had to cook noodles and escape to the kitchen; Sister Yu was a working woman, so she also went to the stove to help when there were too many people.

It was only after the two of them left that Zheng Haiping winked at Qi Beisong, revealing his well-hidden ruffian air.

Qi Beisong smiled and said, "Why? You can't even get a word out of my mouth!"

Zheng Haiping put on airs and said: "Why don't I do anything, we have children who are virtuous, and I'm afraid that you will spoil them."

Qi Beisong said: "Bah, Lao Lei is really virtuous!"

He asked Lei Jing: "You came here specially to find me?"

Lei Jing said: "Your phone is turned off and I can't locate you, but Haiping thinks you are here. The company still has documents waiting for you to sign, you have to go back."

Qi Beisong hummed, he could clearly distinguish the priorities.

"I want to bring someone back." He said, there is no need to mention who to bring, everyone knows it in their hearts.

"People will not agree." Zheng Haiping said.

Qi Beisong sneered: "It depends on how to say it."

"No matter how you say it, he won't agree." Zheng Haiping blew out the smoke, "He has been avoiding you since the first day, and he finally got rid of you. How could he fall into a trap?"

"You have no confidence in me?"

"Okay." Zheng Haiping didn't insist, "We'll leave later after we finish our noodles, and leave space and time to you. I hope you win the battle."

But Lei Jing said: "Bei Song, no matter what the situation is, you have to go back to Hongcheng tonight. There is a meeting at the company tomorrow morning, and you can't miss it."

The other three were carefree, let alone caring about the company's operations, and quickly objected: "It's okay to be absent, as long as you don't hold the conference call! Cheng Cheng and Cheng'er are a lifelong event, so don't delay it!"

While discussing, Lao Geng woke up suddenly, and when he woke up, he knocked over the disposable paper cup and sprinkled soot all over his face.After several earth-shattering sneezes, he scanned the crowd in a daze, and the rest looked at him as if they were watching a monkey show.

"What... what's the matter?" He was really broken, he didn't remember anything about last night, he only remembered drinking four grenades.

He asked Lei Jing and the others: "Why are you here? Lost again?"

He asked Qi Beisong again: "Who are you? Why are you wrapped in my son's big quilt?"

Qi Beisong was jealous of this old thing, turned his head and ignored him.

Chen Chuan then pointed to Qi Beisong and said: "Brother Biao, it's like this. This comrade accidentally fell into the water when he came to Huangcun to play. Your family Cheng Cheng bravely rescued him from the river and offered to help him contact his family. Drying clothes, so he is wrapped in your Cheng Cheng's big quilt."

Qi Beisong glared at Chen Chuan, his eyes were saying fuck you!

Chen Chuan continued: "This comrade's family is us."

"We came here specially to pick him up," Wang Beifeng said.

"He is our boss." Lei Jing added.

Chen Chuan said: "Your Cheng Cheng's spirit of self-defense in order to save lives is worth learning from us!"

Zheng Haiping nodded: "Brother Biao, it's too late this time. Next time my old man will come to visit with a pennant in person. Thank you for raising a good boy who is brave and kind."

"Encouragement." Lei Jing concluded.

"You're welcome, this is what we should do!" Old Geng waved his hand generously.

"..." Qi Beisong lost his temper completely, and looked away with his chin resting on his shoulders.

Anyway, less gossip, a few people arrived unexpectedly, and left in a whirlwind after eating the noodles, leaving Sister Yu whispering a lesson to Cheng Ji while washing the dishes in the kitchen, all about reproductive health (Cheng Ji said I know, I know Mom, you misunderstood and really didn’t do anything).

Zhang Chunyu said bah, I can't tell if I did it or not?

Cheng Ji said that I messed with him, but he hasn't paid yet.

Zhang Chunyu said he really didn't pay?That's good, I thought it was expensive to play with him... Ahh!It's not about money!

Qi Beisong finally put on his clothes and was arranging them. Seeing Lao Geng looking up at the upstairs in a foolish way, he asked, "What are you looking at?"

Old Geng was completely different when he drank and when he didn't, roughly the difference between the age of five and the age of 50. He said politely, "I think there are rats upstairs."

"Rat?"

"Well, last night I was chattering all night, and I didn't sleep well." Old Geng said.

"..." Qi Beisong ran to whisper to Cheng Ji, "You have to change the bed, that bed board is too loud, it will be inconvenient in the future."

Cheng Ji raised his leg and kicked him lightly: "There is no future!"

Sister Yu actually had something else to do with Lao Geng—they knew the same elder brother when they were young, and today is the anniversary of that elder brother’s death. According to the rules, they should go to the grave, so the two of them hurriedly prepared and went to the Houshan Cemetery .

In the end, only Cheng Ji and Qi Beisong were left. Qi Beisong had no intention of leaving at all, and he didn't talk too much. He followed Cheng Ji inside and out with fiery eyes.

Cheng Ji was shy at first, so he had to remind: "Let's go when you've had enough fun, isn't Boss Lei waiting for you to go back and sign the documents?"

"Play?" Qi Beisong asked, "Do you think I am playing with you?"

"Who are you not playing with?" Cheng Ji said, "You said it yourself."

"I'm not playing with you." Qi Beisong said.

Cheng Ji smiled, obviously not believing it.

Qi Beisong would have tolerated it normally, but now he was a little annoyed because he had slept with him.

It's not just sexual intercourse that is called zuo love, this kind is also true. Qi Beisong has never been out of control and under strict control like last night, and thinking about it afterwards, he admires himself a little.

He supported the kitchen wall, and his voice sank: "What do you mean?"

Cheng Ji also began to feel unhappy, thinking that I haven't supported the wall yet, but you are supporting it, are you full?

"It's not interesting. Even if it's all played by men, is it possible that they still have to be responsible?"

Qi Beisong said: "I have to be responsible, I will give you whatever you want."

"I don't want anything, let's be good people and do good deeds without leaving a name."

Cheng Ji was about to leave, but Qi Beisong grabbed his arm with great strength: "Why are you so patient with others, but not with me?"

"nonsense."

"Shen Zimo played with you, why don't you get angry and still protect him all the time?"

"Why bring him up?" Cheng Ji threatened, "Let go, don't force me to do it."

Qi Beisong said: "... Is it better for me or him?"

Cheng Ji went up with one punch. Although Qi Beisong was prepared, he was also hit straight, and he covered his chest and let out a muffled groan.

"What's there to argue about?" Cheng Ji turned his back and said, "It's not good!"

Qi Beisong rushed towards him, knowing that he had all kinds of twisting skills, so he simply used all his strength. He was tough and arrogant, and his posture was almost aggression.

Cheng Ji was pushed face inward against the wall by him, and hurriedly supported it with his hands, growling: "What are you doing?!"

"I'm better than him?!" Qi Beisong insisted on an answer.

Cheng Ji said: "I fucking annoy people asking this!"

"So you're the one playing around, right?" Qi Beisong asked behind his ear, "You're playing with the two of us? Red roses and white roses, right? Which one is better? Huh?"

"I haven't played!"

"Didn't you play last night? I was crazy, and you followed me crazy? Do you enjoy playing with me? Your godfather heard the bed shake all night after drinking anesthetics!"

"..." Cheng Ji blushed, "You're so fucking confounding black and white!"

"You're so fucking slow!" Qi Beisong bit his round ear with hatred, "If I don't understand you, you won't be able to hear the words, right? Are you stupid? I'm fucking stupid!" How many times have you called baby?"

Cheng Ji twisted twice and said, "Let go!"

"Don't let go," Qi Beisong said, "Please!"

"Last warning, I don't want to hit you!"

"You fight, but wait a moment!" Qi Beisong suddenly pulled off his sweater collar, pressed him against the wall, and sucked at a red mark that had already faded, "Let me cover it for you!" stamp!"

"Fuck! Let's drive!" No matter how dull Cheng Ji was, he was still heated up, and this is what makes a man worthless.

"Why are you so stupid?" Qi Beisong put his hot lips against the back of his neck and said, "Why can't you see it at all?"

Of course, after last night, Cheng Ji could see that he didn't take it seriously.

No, it should be said that, he didn't want to take it seriously because he didn't think Qi Beisong would take it seriously.

Deep down in his heart, in a place that he couldn't even detect, he was still wary of Qi Beisong.

"Are you... stupid?" he said, "I'm straight."

Seeing that he forgot to resist for a moment, Qi Beisong took another sip: "I don't care. I won't let go of what I want, whether it's straight, round, flat, happy or not! Do you like it or not? It doesn't matter if you like me, as long as I like it."

This sentence is not good, because it is this kind of Qi Beisong that Cheng Ji is wary of.

He suddenly said: ""Mad Love: The Concubine of a Rich Family"."

"What?" Qi Beisong didn't hear clearly.

"Book title."

Qi Beisong said: "What a mess, it doesn't feel like the kind you would watch."

"If possible, I don't even want to touch it." Cheng Ji asked, "So how long are your 'not letting go' and 'like'? Half a year? One year?"

The pressure on Cheng Ji's back suddenly disappeared, he slowly peeled himself off the wall, turned to look at Qi Beisong, the latter had an unbelievable expression on his face, and his voice was cold and dry: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting." Cheng Ji repeated, "Mr. Qi, go home early when you've had enough fun. You're still waiting there."

"Why do you look at me like that?"

Because that's who you are.

The plot manager only appeared for a short ten minutes, but the impression it brought to Cheng Ji was already indelible. Beisong is the source of suffering.

Of course he is not willing to replace Shen Zimo's role in the original book. He would rather stick to his position of miscellaneous fish and live in poverty, so he will hesitate and want to run away.

"You actually look at me like that?" Qi Beisong asked again.

Cheng Ji eased the atmosphere and said, "Why don't you prove yourself? Forget it, I'm just kidding! You won't give up on me just once, right? I'm so charming? Don't mention whether you like it or not, we are brothers... "

"Who wants to be your buddy?" Qi Beisong asked through gritted molar teeth, "Your buddies are all for sleeping? Can't I fuck you if I want to sleep reasonably and legally in the future?!"

Cheng Ji said: "I..."

"You're a fart!" Qi Beisong said, "You will be hard when I touch you!"

"……To shut up!"

Qi Beisong said: "It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, I have plenty of time and opportunities to prove it! Listen carefully, my ugly words are the first, and you will never get around my surname Qi in your life!"

He glanced at his watch: "I have to go now, I'll pick you up tomorrow afternoon, you take this opportunity to think about it, remember more about my feelings, and less fucking novels! Vulgar!"

When he went out, he saw the bed given by Zheng Haiping because it was too big to fit in. He pointed to it and said, "I will take this bed and the one in your room upstairs together tomorrow, especially the one upstairs. Zhang needs to make a good confession, it's commemorative!"

"..."

Qi Beisong pointed at him and said, "I'll write you a thank you letter when I get back, and I'll send it to your Huangcun village committee!"

Cheng Ji turned pale with shock, thinking that I only wanted to trick him once, and he actually wanted to inform the organization?Does this fucking let people live? !

In fact, Qi Beisong intends to praise him for his courage in going down the river to save people, even though the whole story was made up by Chen Chuan.

"Baby, wait for me!" Qi Beisong said when he got into the car, and he didn't know whether it was a show of love or a threat.

"Hey!" Cheng Ji chased him out and shouted, "Come back! It's you from now on! Don't write a fucking thank you letter!"

Qi Beisong didn't hear it.