The plot collapsed after everyone thought it was rotten

At night, Fucheng Street is bustling and corrupt, and the small puddles reflecting the club lights on the side of the road seem to be plated with gold.The super-high-power speakers in the bar are so powerful that you can feel the sound waves even standing on the street.

However, the billiard hall on the top floor of the most famous club, Hawaii, is as clean as a paradise.

Under the soothing symphony, only the slight noise of billiard cue sticks and pockets can be heard.

The white ball brushed past the target red ball and barely stopped. After confirming the mistake, Zheng Fucheng clicked his tongue angrily: "Damn, I'm so unlucky today!"

Seeing the calm expression of Ji Zongming, who was rubbing chocolate powder on the tip of the club, he was even more depressed, so he simply sat aside and drank water.

Sure enough, 1 point, 3 points, 1 point, 6 points... Ji Zongming almost cleared half of the table with one shot, and he didn't stop thinking during the period, all in one go.

"Boom."

The black ball fell into the bag, Zheng Fucheng didn't even bother to drink the water, stood up and said anxiously: "Damn, you don't want to kill me with one shot, do you?"

Ji Zongming set up the pole and said calmly, "Who knows."

"No, you really went to be a leader for four years, right? Your army doesn't have a billiards hall, right? Why is this technology not retreating but advancing? It's even more outrageous than before you joined the army?"

After setting up the angle, Ji Zongming's eyes were bright, and he made a sharp shot-scored again.

Seeing that there were only single-digit billiards left on the table, Zheng Fucheng was so anxious that he wanted to make trouble on the court. His friends laughed and stopped him, "Why can't you afford to lose? Zheng San'er, your skills are so backward." It's a little bit worse, is there something wrong with lying on the woman's bed all day? Why can't I even hold the pole steadily with my hand. "

As he spoke, the thief smiled and touched his waist, and Zheng Fucheng hid.

Several people made a fuss.

It seemed that Ji Zongming was as quiet as autumn water, with chocolate powder on the head of the club, and his figure was upright, standing straighter than the club.

Zheng Fucheng had had enough trouble, but he still said unforgivingly: "What's wrong with lying on the woman's bed? Our young master Ji will get married soon, and I'll see if he can hold the cue steadily..."

The people around him bared him and winked tightly.

Zheng Fucheng: "Why, did I say something wrong?"

The friend was furious: "Which pot is not open, which pot..."

Ji Zongming was aiming at the brown ball. Hearing this, he glanced at Zheng Fucheng. He didn't say anything, but his strength was relentless. The white ball completed the goal, and after sending the rice ball into the bag, it hit a full four bars before stopping .

Zheng Fucheng was very surprised: "Isn't it? My family has accepted invitations, and the youngest son of the Huo family, Huo Chuhong. I have seen that kid before. He is an alumnus of mine. Tsk tsk, a typical bright beauty Ah, the old season is blessed..."

"Wrong." Ji Zongming said.

"what?"

"It's the eldest son of the Huo family, Huo Chuxiao." While speaking, he launched the last shot. With all the colored balls pocketed, Ji Zongming straightened up and said impatiently, "Clear the platform. I won."

According to the agreement before the start, the loser treats guests.So the winner, the loser, and the only friend who was free went to a famous hot pot restaurant nearby, and the manager personally brought them into the private room.

Zheng Fucheng was heartbroken about the premium wagyu beef ordered by these grandsons, while bringing up the previous topic.

"Huo Chuxiao? Grass, are you kidding me? The famous good-for-nothing boss of the Huo family?"

Yu Zhen, who was sitting beside him, frowned and picked up a chopstick of meat for him: "I can't stop your mouth if you eat it."

Ji Zongming sneered: "Yeah, how suitable is an illegitimate child to be a good-for-nothing boss."

The few of them grew up together, and Ji Zongming knew that his mother had no status, but no one really cared about the brotherhood.But the Ji family obviously doesn't think so, it's already a concession to accommodate Ji Zongming, and then find him a good marriage?Idiots talk about dreams.

Commercial marriage, as soon as these four words come out, everyone here understands it in their hearts.

Yu Zhen couldn't help but said: "Marriage is an important matter, you said it so lightly."

Ji Zongming didn't take it seriously: "I've always had this attitude towards marriage. What's more, commercial marriage is no different from talking about business. In the future, you can just find a reason to get together and break up."

Zheng Fucheng, who was eating meat and drinking happily, heard the words, and suddenly the old god said: "Then you don't understand this good-for-nothing boss. Huo Chuxiao, everyone in the circle knows that the well-known filial son and grandson of the Huo family, for a good word from his father, what's the matter?" I can do anything, I can endure any hardship.”

Even Yu Zhen, who has always been prudent, nodded: "This man can do anything for the family. If you meet someone you really like in the future and want to divorce, in order to protect the interests of the family, I'm afraid he won't let go easily."

"And not as beautiful as Huo Chuhong," Zheng Fucheng said frivolously, "nor as attractive as Huo Chuhong, who is dull all day long."

Appearance... Ji Zongming recalled the time they met before, he really didn't like Huo Chuxiao's dull and gloomy temperament, but in terms of facial features alone, although they can't be called bright, they are quite handsome. When you get close, you will find that the eyes are like deer Clear and vigilant.

At least it's pleasing to the eye.

But the part about "doing anything for the family" surprised him.

Ji Zongming finally frowned, "So he is this kind of person?"

Zheng Fucheng gloated: "You fell into the fire pit."

The day after Huo Chuxiao moved out of the independent office, Huo Chuhong reported to the company in a grand manner.

At the end of the introduction session, Huo Chuhong moved out a box of snacks as if by magic, saying that he would bring them to his brothers and sisters in the office. The employees chatted enthusiastically around him.

Huo Chuxiao, who originally thought that the bustle had nothing to do with him, stayed quietly in the corner. This morning, he was no longer obsessed with the work that was used to please his father. I found my own painting in the exhibition.

He seems to be able to recall every day in the past, but he just feels like a lifetime away...

Just resting his chin in a daze, he suddenly heard someone calling him.

"elder brother."

Huo Chuhong and the group of people behind him were moving towards him. Huo Chuxiao originally wanted to close the website subconsciously, but the mouse stayed on the "X" symbol for two seconds and then moved away.

"Chuhong." He responded.

Although he lived under the shadow of his younger brother since he was a child, Huo Chuhong didn't treat him badly. Even if he hated him, he couldn't hate this person calmly.

Huo Chuhong smiled brightly, and stuffed a bunch of snacks into his arms.

"I remember you like sweets the most, and these are super sweet~"

Huo Chuxiao was caught off guard, and stupidly maintained the posture of catching the snacks. Before he could think of anything to say, he could only hesitate, "Oh...thank you."

"Be polite to me."

Huo Chuhong smiled again.

But the people behind him had different expressions, they looked at Huo Chuxiao with teasing eyes, as if they were saying: Look at him, how good he is.

Huo Chuxiao thought of last night's dream, and thought to himself: Don't pay attention to the eyes of these people anymore, it's really boring.

Not only is it boring, but it's also an eyesore.

Huo Chuhong refused to leave, and wanted to find an excuse to stay in front of his brother's work station for a while, looking left and right, but Huo Chuxiao lived as if he was breaking up. Not even an extra pen can be found outside the product.

He glanced at the computer with the largest area, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly moved forward.

"Brother, what are you looking at?"

Huo Chuxiao: "Painting. I'm fishing."

Huo Chuhong showed worry: "Don't let Dad see, you know he doesn't like you doing these things..."

What an annoying set of rhetoric.

If it was the past, he would have shut down the website obediently and thanked his brother for his reminder in a low voice.

But didn't you say that you only want to please yourself?Huo Chuxiao, you are about to start doing this.He whispered in his heart.

What would you say if it was your true self...the self who completely followed your heart?

Huo Chuxiao smiled at his younger brother, and said softly: "Yes, then I'm going to start working now, can I go away? What are so many people doing around my computer?"

Huo Chuhong was taken aback for a moment, but Huo Chuxiao didn't pay attention to the change in his expression. He turned back to the computer chair and opened a document calmly.

I only heard a slightly embarrassing voice behind me: "Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

It was only then that the employees who followed Huo Chuhong realized that their behavior was indeed inappropriate, and scattered like birds and beasts.

But when he returned to his work station, someone couldn't help saying to his side: "Did you feel that...just now he is different from usual?"

The other party was puzzled, and said dully: "Is there?"

At the same time, Huo Chuxiao was immersed in a kind of nervous pleasure.

This pleasure lasted until noon.

Instead of torturing his gut, he decided to have lunch on time.As soon as he locked the screen of the computer, he heard his brother's voice again.

"Brother, let's go eat together, I don't know the location of the company cafeteria yet."

"Follow this corridor and turn left again. Did you see the sign? It's quite obvious." Huo Chuxiao patiently introduced his younger brother while leading the way.

"But... shouldn't the director take you around the company first? Did he forget to bring you to the cafeteria?"

Huo Chuhong winked at him playfully, "No, it's actually a little trick that I wanted to have dinner with my brother."

Huo Chuxiao laughed: "Then you just tell me no, can I still refuse?"

The two served their meals in the buffet area and sat down at a table for two.

"Brother, I still have something to ask you..." Huo Chuhong leaned towards him and said mysteriously, "Dad just gave me a piece of data and asked me to give an analysis report in the afternoon, but I don't understand several places, so I want to ask my brother for help."

Huo Chuxiao originally wanted to say that I am a brain that learns to draw, and my data is also a mess. I have been in the company for so long, and every time I hand in the data analysis to my father, I am scolded bloody.

But a thought suddenly popped up in his mind, and the words of refusal circled around his lips before swallowing them back.

"Okay," he said, "Send me the data, and I'll give you a complete analysis when the time comes, and you can just give it to your father. But only this time."

Huo Chuhong fit his palms exaggeratedly, and shouted, "Save the suffering and the suffering Guanyin Bodhisattva!"

But Huo Chuxiao no longer forced himself to respond as before, but just sat down and ate, regardless of other things.

After the meal, he went back and spent the afternoon helping his younger brother to write out the document according to his words, and watched Huo Chuhong take it to his father's office for business.

Huo Chuxiao began to wait patiently.

It was about a quarter of an hour before he heard movement from the president's office.

I saw that the father actually patted his younger brother on the shoulder and sent it out, and said some words of praise such as "keep working hard".

Huo Chuxiao's heart turned cold.

When his father closed the door and went back, and Huo Chuhong walked towards him excitedly and gave him a thumbs up, Huo Chuxiao almost stood up awkwardly, walked over and asked him, "How is it?"

"From the beginning to the end, I praised me for more than ten minutes! Brother, you are really amazing."

Huo Chuxiao didn't care at all whether his father praised him for 5 minutes or 15 minutes, but focused on the point and asked, "Did you give him the one I wrote for you?"

Huo Chuhong was a little surprised, and handed the document to him: "Yes, I didn't dare to change a single word, for fear of making mistakes."

Huo Chuxiao looked at the document in which every word was typed by his own keyboard, and the heart of the other half went cold.

It turned out to be true.of course it's true……

It's clearly the same document, and it's clearly written by the same person.

Huo Chuhong was able to gain his father's praise, but he...ha, he was scolded for a year as a waste.

Huo Chuxiao closed his eyes in pain.

After confirming again, he was finally able to calm down.

Huo Chuhong looked at him, a little inexplicably: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Huo Chuxiao smiled at him: "It's nothing, thank you."

After all, he walked straight to the president's office.

Knocking on the door of his father's office, Huo Chuxiao said calmly with a smile on his face before being scolded by the other party, "Who told you to come in casually?"

"I'm here to resign."

The author says:

False Xiao Huo: He can do anything for his family! (bluff

The real Xiao Huo: Fuck the family, engage in double standards, right?Resign!

Victim Ji Shao: Second-hand news kills people.Otherwise, I would be able to live a happy life of not being able to hold the club at least [-] chapters earlier!