Song Yuzhang

Song Yuzhang sat on the bed and read a book.

Meng Tingjing wore his pajamas. The pajamas were all loose, and Meng Tingjing's figure could fit them well. He sat beside Song Yuzhang's bed, eloquently elaborating on the conflicts of interests between the existing major arsenals and the upper echelons. clearly.

Song Yuzhang glanced at him boringly, "Have you finished?"

Meng Tingjing said, "You still think I'm justifying myself?"

Song Yuzhang closed the book, turned sideways to face Meng Tingjing, "Okay, just pretend that you are sharing my worries, but have I let you share?"

Meng Tingjing said: "Okay, just treat me as meddling in my own business."

"Just admit it." Song Yuzhang turned sideways and opened the book again.

Meng Ting sat on his bedside and couldn't help but said: "Then do you admit that I have good intentions?"

"So what about good intentions?" Song Yuzhang closed the book with a snap, "If you have good intentions, I must accept it?"

"I'm not against you, I'm not trying to control you, I just want to protect you, what's wrong with this? - I'm asking for advice, not arguing with you, please don't worry." Meng Tingjing looked indifferent road.

Song Yuzhang smiled, "Actually, the dock business is quite dangerous. Haizhou is just a dock of your Meng family. There are so many eyes on it, and there are not few accidents. Why don't I come to help you take the risk?"

Meng Tingjing stared at him, "Will you stop being angry with me if I agree?"

Song Yuzhang said: "What you said seems to mean that I am greedy for the business of your wharf."

"Didn't you also think that I was greedy for the business of your arsenal?"

"I didn't say that. I know your Meng family has a big business, so I don't like it."

"I mean I don't lack an arsenal, and I don't mean to belittle or look down upon."

Song Yuzhang turned his face and opened the book again, "Save some saliva, you are gnashing your teeth, you are too tired to talk, there is still half an hour, when the time is up, hurry up and get out."

Meng Tingjing was indeed gnashing his teeth, and he couldn't help getting angry as he spoke. In fact, his temper has improved a lot recently, but Song Yuzhang's random words and actions will make him a little difficult to control himself.

Especially when Song Yuzhang misunderstood his kindness, he was especially unbearable.

But everything has a cause and effect. He once had a chance to soften Song Yuzhang, but he couldn't hold his breath and missed the opportunity.

It is really like a destined nemesis. When he meets Song Yuzhang, sometimes he becomes a little different from himself, but he can't help being excited, angry, resentful, joyful, painful, sad...Meng Sushan It's a pity to say that, but he feels that only Song Yuzhang can bring him such profound emotions, all of which are very precious.

The so-called not like yourself, so why not another self?

Maybe that self is the real one, and "he" only exists for Song Yuzhang.

Meng Tingjing was enlightening on his own, but Song Yuzhang suddenly couldn't read the book in his hand. He threw the book to Meng Tingjing, "Read to me, I want to sleep."

Meng Tingjing picked up the book and looked at the cover, "Madame Bovary? Can you sleep well after reading this book? It's better to read something that will make you feel comfortable on the big day of your birthday."

Lying on the bed, Song Yuzhang propped his face with one hand, and watched Meng Tingjing go to the bookcase to choose books on his own initiative, a little dumbfounded.

It's really Meng Tingjing's style.

Whatever you think, he wants to impose his will on others.

Meng Tingjing was quite serious about picking. After about three to five minutes of touching, he came back with a thin book in his hand. The book was still in English, and Song Yuzhang couldn't understand the words on the cover of the book.

"Walden Lake," Meng Ting sat down quietly, with one leg raised, his face was like a beautiful jade under the dim light, and his expression was always natural and arrogant. "How about reading the section 'Spring'?"

Song Yuzhang put his hands behind his head and closed his eyes gently, "I haven't read it, so you can do whatever you want."

Meng Tingjing's voice turned out to be very gentle and pleasant when reading English aloud, with a particularly special accent. Song Yuzhang could barely understand a sentence, but it didn't prevent him from feeling nice and comfortable, and he really felt a faint sweet drowsiness.

"Don't you understand?"

Like a dream but not a dream, Song Yuzhang suddenly heard Meng Tingjing's faint voice.

"I forgot, you've been learning English for a while, and I'll read it to you after I translate it?"

Song Yuzhang opened his eyes, looked at Meng Tingjing with a half-smile, and said softly, "Get lost."

Meng Tingjing felt annoyed in his heart, where did he say something wrong? !

However, after thinking about it, Song Yuzhang, who has always been a personable person, punched him with a punch to the left, and said "fuck" with the right, isn't it another kind of special?

Song Yuzhang is so special to him, and he may not be special to Song Yuzhang.

Meng Tingjing turned from anger to joy, and her voice softened, "If you don't understand, just say you don't understand. Don't slap your face like a fat person. I didn't mean to laugh at you."

"If you tell you to get out, get out, don't hang around here, and I'm not talking nonsense with you."

"Then you come down and chase me."

Song Yuzhang was speechless, pulled up the quilt to cover his face, and turned his back to the edge of the bed.

After a while, the moderate voice sounded again. It was still a deep and magnetic English sentence. After reading it, it was a beautiful and deep Chinese sentence.

Song Yuzhang closed his eyes, thinking that Meng Tingjing was teaching him English lessons?

Difficult bastards, nasty things, moody things, lunatics who can't understand human words... Song Yuzhang was thinking silently, but he gradually became sleepy again.

Meng Tingjing closed the book, put the book on the table, and gently pulled down the quilt.

Song Yuzhang fell asleep with his eyelashes slightly closed, sleeping like a painting.

Meng Tingjing stared at the painting for a long time, and sighed softly in her heart, let's live so beautifully.

When Song Yuzhang woke up, Meng Tingjing had already left, and the velvet box was placed on top of "Walden Lake" on the bedside. Song Yuzhang sat up, opened the velvet box, and took another look at this huge emerald stone, thinking about this thing Not knowing how much it was worth, he closed the box and put it aside, then picked up the book and turned a few pages, then immediately closed it again.

This book is too difficult, he can't understand it at all!

Song Yuzhang and Meng Ting calmly discussed the arsenal in the chairman's office of the chamber of commerce.

"Warrant, let me see."

Meng Tingjing put the warrant on the desk.

Black and white letters, red official seal, high rank, no wonder Zhang Changshan didn't fart, didn't even notify him in advance, yes, he begged Zhang Changshan, why did Zhang Changshan need to inform him?

"How did you get here?" Song Yuzhang handed back the warrant to him.

"However you want to move Zhang Changshan, I will move him. These people are nothing more than lust and money." Meng Tingjing looked slightly annoyed, "The fate of the country is in the hands of these moths!"

Song Yuzhang said: "You'd better keep your mouth shut and be cautious in your words and deeds."

Meng Tingjing glanced at him, "In front of you, can't I still say a few words from my heart?"

"Be careful, I'll sue the imperial court," Song Yuzhang raised his eyes, and said with a half-smile, "I'll let you go around without food."

Meng Tingjing smiled, "You try."

"When I dare not?"

"I know you dare, but you won't," Meng Tingjing said, "I'm not afraid either."

Song Yuzhang smiled suddenly, "If you love me, why don't you say a few soft words?"

Meng Tingjing's expression changed, "Is this something that can be used as a joke?"

"If you don't agree, get out."

"Didn't you say that the public should be public and the private should be private? Now you're talking about business, what are you talking about?"

"Think about yourself before talking about others, Meng Tingjing, when did you distinguish between public and private?"

"I have never advertised that I have a clear distinction between public and private."

"Why didn't I realize you were such a mess before?"

"I've told you well, but you may not have listened."

The two people in the room spoke one sentence after another, the more urgent the conversation became, the louder the voice was, the chairman's office was upstairs, and the people going in and out of the downstairs could only hear the quarrel upstairs, but they couldn't really hear what was arguing, and they were a little panicked Curious, I couldn't help looking up.

"get out--"

Everyone could hear these four words clearly.

A moment later, the door of the upstairs office was pushed open, and Meng Tingjing, who was dressed in a white auspicious cloud gown, stepped out, turned around and shouted, "Think about it yourself!"

The chairman and the vice-chairman were arguing fiercely, and those downstairs with distinct factions glared at each other.

Meng Tingjing hurried to the first floor and strode out. Someone greeted her, "Boss Meng..."

Meng Tingjing waved his hand, his face was black, obviously he didn't want to pay attention to others.

"Why are you so noisy?"

"Isn't it just for the matter of the arsenal? Boss Meng stepped in, so can Chairman Song not be angry?"

"What do you mean by meddling? This is Boss Meng's skill."

"If you have the ability, you can do it yourself. What's the matter with a shy face?"

The two groups of people downstairs also quarreled with each other, and the quarrel became more and more fierce, and there was a faint intention to fight. The din of people made Song Yuzhang in the office annoyed. He walked out of the office, and when he was about to stop it, another There was a loud roar.

"What's the noise—"

Meng Tingjing left and returned, holding a box in his arms, and swept the crowd with a gloomy expression, "If you have something to do, do it, if you have nothing to do, leave. This is a chamber of commerce, not a vegetable market!"

Meng Tingjing reprimanded everyone, and strode upstairs again. Song Yuzhang saw him go upstairs, turned around and entered the office again.

"What are you doing back again?" Song Yuzhang turned his back to him, and said coldly, "Since the higher-ups want to co-organize the arsenal, then let's do it that way."

"You are a busy person, and you don't care about what you say. The necklace and earrings are all ready, come and have a look."

As soon as Song Yuzhang turned around, Meng Tingjing had already opened the box. The diamonds inside were dazzling and extraordinary. They were two pairs of earrings and two necklaces, which were also exquisite and elegant.

"I forgot," Song Yuzhang suddenly remembered, "Bonian was ill that day, and I forgot all about it when I was in a hurry."

"I know you forgot," Meng Tingjing said, "You won't blame me for not reminding you, will you?"

Song Yuzhang glanced at him, "You can remind me, people are busy socializing with others in Nancheng, how can I remind you?"

Meng Tingjing's expression was slightly stern, "I don't want you to argue about this any more. If the upper and lower levels work, what kind of chaos will become in the bottom?"

Song Yuzhang took a breath, "I don't want to argue with you either, this diamond is very good, but I don't need you to be a favor for me, I will buy it myself later."

Meng Tingjing closed the box, her face pale, and there was something special in her eyes, "That emerald, is it okay?"

"It's just that you asked, I don't have any special interest in these things, so don't send them any more in the future."

"..."

Meng Tingjing closed the box and said patiently, "Then what do you like?"

Song Yuzhang leaned halfway on the desk, took out a cigarette from his pocket, and lit it with a "crack". He took a breath and said, "Leave me alone if I like you."

Meng Tingjing said: "Why should I care about you? What do you mean by not caring? You are a stranger to you and ignore you? Then I can't do it!"

Song Yuzhang took a puff of smoke and said lightly: "I should have drowned you last night."

Meng Tingjing looked unmoved, "It's not too late to regret it now, we can meet for a swim tonight."

Song Yuzhang endured and endured, but he still couldn't hold back, "Roll," he pushed Meng Tingjing out with a cigarette in his mouth, Meng Tingjing retreated and said, "This is the third floor, you push me down, in case I fall What are the three longs and two shorts, missing arms and broken legs, don't blame me for really cheating on you."

Song Yuzhang pushed him out of the door, "Your fate is hard, I don't worry about it."

The door closed with a bang, Song Yuzhang leaned against the door and took a puff of smoke, shaking his head helplessly.

There were people coming and going in the Chamber of Commerce, and someone carried a load into the kitchen. The chef glanced at it and said, "Today's dishes don't seem to be very fresh."

"It's all freshly picked that day, so there's no one that's not fresh. If you don't like it, then give me a few dollars less."

When the chef heard this, he came over and picked it up twice, "It's really not fresh, I'll give you ten yuan less!"

"Okay, okay, you have the final say."

The cook paid the money and took the oil, and said contentedly, "Pick it to the backyard."

The tall man in the melon cap nodded his head and hunched over carrying a load of vegetables into the backyard. The two loads of vegetables bent the pole on his shoulders and fell to the ground lightly.