Aesthetics of Violence [Entertainment]

Ge Qiao dawdled out of the recording studio on the seventh floor, and then slowly returned to his office to sort out the meeting materials for tomorrow and the work summary for this month.As a result, he tried so hard to deliberately delay the time, and it was only a little after 07:30 in the afternoon when he left the company building.

Truth be told, he's a million people who don't want to go.

I heard Yangli say that he wanted to see him because of Kong Qingshan's affairs, but Ge Qiao didn't come out for nothing all these years, where did the investors who like to have dinner with people in the entertainment circle come from? Erqing, most likely the heir to the family business of the younger generation, who is indifferent.

Ge Qiao went there with the company's identity, this kind of person can't afford to offend.If you go with your own identity, you will suffer if you are offended.

He hates this kind of meaningless circling.

It was the first time he had agreed to such a private gathering after more than five years in the industry.Ge Qiao thought a little angrily that if this group of people made him feel uncomfortable today, he would blacklist Yang Li in the future and stop communicating with him.Who cares if Kong Qingshan is not Kong Qingshan, could it be that he is still naive enough to destroy his artist for this matter?

Thinking of Kong Qingshan, Ge Qiao took out his mobile phone and turned to Kong Qingshan's previous phone number. He hadn't contacted him for more than a year, and he didn't know if he had changed his number.The chat history still stops a year and a half ago, when Kong Qingshan had just changed his hair color and took a selfie and sent it to Ge Qiao.He should be standing outside the beauty salon, his whole body shrouded in a layer of warm light, his hair is slightly reddish under the light, which makes his skin fairer and brighter, although he deliberately looks cool, but he is just a child after all , couldn't hide the excitement and excitement overflowing from the eyes.

At that time, I thought he would debut soon, but I didn't expect to wait for nearly two years.

Kong Qingshan has a natural appeal, so that those who notice him will immediately and unconsciously sink into him, absorbing his heat and love.

For some people, maybe he is like an autoluminous light source.

Every time he came into contact with him, Ge Qiao would lament that Kong Qingshan was a born idol.

With all kinds of messy thoughts, Ge Qiao found the hotel mentioned in the address Yangli sent.The upper-class people who think they are noble get together for a party, and the venue they choose must be worthy of their "status". The most famous platinum five-star hotel in Pingjing City is indeed the best choice.

Looking at the appearance of this magnificent real estate, ordinary people like Ge Qiao have already retreated.Every step I walked in was like stepping on money, and there seemed to be a smell of copper in the air.

Of course, it was Ge Qiao's first time here, so he was ignorant and ignorant. After the parking staff graciously helped him park the car, he didn't even know that he should give him a little tip.The scene was a little embarrassing. In fact, he is not a person with a small pocket, but now that various payment methods are so developed, who still carries cash with him?However, he still has a few signed albums of idol groups that he brought out from the company in his bag. Before coming, Ge Qiao made some mental preparations, and finally decided to treat this place as an ordinary business exchange, and wait a while. Kong put the albums of these artists under his banner to those investors to get acquainted.

Don't you know that this shy-looking parking attendant is chasing stars?

Do you prefer boy groups or girl groups?

Forget it, what if he likes the opposite one.

With many thoughts in mind, Ge Qiao smiled apologetically at the parking officer and shook his phone: "Or take Alipay?"

Poverty must have limited his imagination. He never expected that the parking attendant was shy and refused just now. Hearing the new method proposed by Ge Qiao, he immediately took out his mobile phone and clicked on it. The blue logo, the polite words are very fluent: "Thank you boss!"

But how much money to give has become a problem again. Ge Qiao thinks that a few dollars is definitely not enough. People who come to this kind of place are either wealthy or high-ranking officials. What is the tip of a few dollars?Double digits are also a bit rare.If it was in front of strangers, Ge Qiao would definitely not want to lose face, but this parking boy is sincere and polite. I just saw that his parking skills are also stable, and he has to work overtime in the chilly autumn wind at night. After meeting Ge Qiao once, he felt embarrassed to be perfunctory.

Simply, just calculate according to the salary of the company's employees.

If it takes three hours to eat this meal, it is considered three working hours.

He sent five hundred yuan to someone with a click, and the young man was stunned when he turned on the phone. After counting, there were indeed two zeros hanging.I paid five hundred for just parking a car. Is this meeting a real local tyrant?

In fact, if it is calculated according to the salary of ordinary employees, two hundred is enough.Ge Qiao's brain short-circuited for a while, and he calculated it according to his own salary. He himself didn't think it was a big deal, but the parking boy was making waves in his heart. Today's Ge Qiao is his VIP!big hero!

When they entered the box, they were chatting in full swing.

A middle-aged man with a big belly was sitting on the front seat. Ge Qiao recognized him as "President Huang" in Yangli's mouth.There are also two people sitting on the left and right sides of Mr. Huang, who seem to be of considerable background, one is a little younger, wearing a pair of glasses, and looks polite, the other looks about 30 years old, and is the only one present A man without a suit and shirt, a black leather jacket and a black T-shirt, with a deliberately messed up hairstyle, his bangs somewhat blocking his eyes, his eyes are also strange, and there is a sense of ruffian everywhere.Ge Qiao didn't know these two people, and he silently classified them into the ranks of "unlearned and incompetent family business heirs" in his heart.

The rest belong to another world.

Obviously, there is no space between these three people and others, but it can still make people feel a certain distance.

Yangli is obviously the core of the remaining five people. Sitting directly opposite President Huang, he took the lead in chatting and pouring wine. When he saw Ge Qiao, he raised his hand and greeted him: "Come here."

Ge Qiao first bowed to signal everyone, then walked to Yangli's side and sat down.

"Mr. Huang, this is the Mr. Ge Qiaoge I mentioned to you before," Yangli pointed to Mr. Ge Qiao, and introduced to Mr. Huang flatteringly, "Young and promising, and now he is also a respectable person in our industry." Characters! Usually no one can invite you, but today I heard that Mr. Huang, Mr. Wang, and Mr. Wang are coming, so I agreed..."

Tsk, talk nonsense.

Ge Qiao stared at him calmly, Yangli made up the story seriously, not looking at Ge Qiao's face at all.

Mr. Huang listened to Yangli's words, but stared at Ge Qiao without blinking.Because Ge Qiao had a good appearance, he was often stared at by people, and he didn't feel too awkward after he got used to it.But this Mr. Huang's eyes were too naked, which made Ge Qiao feel restless.

He picked up a bottle of white wine placed on the round table, and slandered what kind of wine would such a vulgar person in Yangli drink to pretend to be elegant, then walked around the table with a smile on his face, walked up to Mr. Huang, filled the bottle, took a step back, respectfully Jing began to speak in an official tone: "Boss Yang knows that I am usually too busy with official duties to get away from me, so I never take the initiative to ask me out. I contacted me suddenly today, and I thought that there must be something important to talk about, so I threw it away. The work in hand came quickly. Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence that I met Mr. Huang and the two Mr. Wang. I am sorry and respectful. The last new media platform development project was thanks to Mr. Huang, and it was finally completed smoothly. The company wanted to send a representative to thank you in person before, but it never dared to disturb your time. Today, I take this opportunity to offer you a toast with this glass of wine. I thank you on behalf of our company. I hope there will be more next time. opportunity to cooperate."

The meaning is expressed very euphemistically.

I was tricked by Yangli on the grounds that he had important matters to discuss.

I don't know who is coming, let alone to meet the three of you.

Let's do business, so don't talk about personal matters.

"What Ge Qiao said," Yang Li's laughter was too penetrating, and it sounded particularly ear-piercing, "Why are you talking about business after just having a meal? Go back to the company to settle the company's affairs. Here today, we mainly It’s drinking to your heart’s content, so let’s put the rest aside and don’t worry about it! Come on, pour the wine!” As he spoke, he pulled out another bottle of wine and poured it into his glass.

The good red wine was poured out of Erguotou's momentum by him.

Ge Qiao looked speechless, but he didn't have any mood to save the atmosphere. He stuffed a mouthful of the pre-dinner bread in front of him, and took a sip from his wine glass.

He took the opportunity to look around and saw that the people at the table drank half a glass of white wine in one gulp. He thought to himself, the tip to the parking boy just now was really too much. According to their drinking method, it should be two Can go within an hour.

Ge Qiao didn't do things that hurt the liver and stomach. Taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, he poured the half glass of wine he hadn't finished into the porcelain cup filled with water, and then pretended to have finished it in one gulp, and drank the rest of the glass with his face up. A few drops, pretending to be cool and controlling the cup.

Just after drinking a glass, some people's eyes began to lose sight, their eyes turned red, and the corners of their mouths became drunk.

That ruffian who didn't know whether it was Mr. Wang or Mr. Wang, suddenly raised the wine glass that had just been filled with his right hand, and smiled at Ge Qiao: "Mr. Ge, it's the first time we meet, do you want to toast each other?"

"My pleasure."

Ge Qiao's drinking capacity is not too small, but he doesn't like to drink. He thinks the wine is hot and smells strong, but since this Mr. Wang—or Mr. Wang? ——If you open your mouth, then he will naturally have to reward this face.

Ge Qiao poured himself half a glass of wine, thinking that he would ask Shen Yan to cook a bowl of millet porridge to warm his stomach when he went home, but suddenly felt his hand was being grabbed by someone, his body was being pulled staggeringly, and the wine in the glass was also thrown away. With the movement, some spilled out, and flowed down Ge Qiao's wrist to the ground. Fortunately, the carpet was dark red, and the wine disappeared when it dripped on it.

Mr. Wang (or Mr. Wang) half-jokingly pulled Ge Qiao towards him. Seeing that Ge Qiao's glass of wine was about to hit his nose, he suddenly slid his hand down and supported Ge Qiao's waist.

Ge Qiao immediately raised his hairs.Fuck, this is really dare to do it.

At the same time, he was also surprised. After observing the situation all the way, it stands to reason that the higher the status, the more dangerous. He had already prepared a set of arguments to fool Mr. Huang, but it was useless. It was this little-known Mr. Wang (or what? Mr. Xiao Wang) is so brave.

Mr. Huang also looked this way, and his eyes fell on Mr. Wang's face with a spring face. After a few seconds, he looked away and ignored him.

In fact, Ge Qiao didn't take him seriously, so he didn't dodge or dodge at all. The guy surnamed Wang helped him to stand up straight, and smiled at him kindly. On Wang's heart that was ready to move.The surname Wang stared at Ge Qiao's face, drank the glass of wine in his hand to suppress the evil fire in his stomach, and finally knocked the glass on the table, making a small noise.The group of people at the dinner table were still complimenting each other, talking about business and personal matters, and they really didn't care about Ge Qiao's situation.

"Mr. Wang?" Ge Qiao turned sideways to fill him with wine again, stopped halfway through the pour, and leisurely reached out to the side again, fetched an unopened can of Sprite, opened it, and poured more on the half glass of wine I drank half a glass of Sprite.The person surnamed Wang didn't pay attention to the movements of Ge Qiao's hands at all, and he was only thinking about where the hand on his waist should go next, "You seem to like drinking this wine very much, I think it's a bit bitter, and I usually like to mix it with Sprite , you also taste it, it will be much sweeter than before."

Now the surname Wang can't wait to rush over to taste whether Ge Qiao is sweet or not. How can he judge whether there is something wrong with the wine in his hand?

"Is it better than before?"

"Ah."

"Then let's drink a few more glasses." Ge Qiao smiled so that his peach blossom eyes turned into crescents. "It's rare that there are people who like to drink like this."

Just one sip, one drink, several glasses of wine, and finally the can of Sprite and the newly opened bottle of red wine also bottomed out.The hands surnamed Wang began to shake, and he couldn't hold Ge Qiao anymore and couldn't stand up. He quickly let go of the salty pig hands on Ge Qiao's waist and supported himself on the back of the chair to stabilize his figure.He saw that there were two or three Ge Qiao standing in front of him, swaying playfully, and he thought that such a beautiful woman was really cute, so he wanted to raise his hand to catch it, but Ge Qiao turned sideways quickly this time. Dodging away, without even looking at him, he turned his head and walked back to his seat.

There was a "bang" sound behind him, and it was estimated that the person surnamed Wang either fell onto the chair or fell to the ground.

"Mr. Yang, about Kong Qingshan, you should send me a text message or voice message on WeChat." Ge Qiao picked up the coat on the back of the chair, "I see that everyone is almost drunk, so I will leave first, tomorrow There is still a very important meeting. Don't drink too much, and I will help the others to send you back in a surrogate."

"Hey! Hey..." Yangli was a little awkward to speak, what kind of wine is this, drinking it is so sweet, why is it so strong? "Ge Qiao! Da Qiao! Don't go away...this...this hasn't...haven't had enough...!"

"Drink slowly," Ge Qiao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, leaning limply on the back of the chair, his body slid a few inches under the table by Ge Qiao's pat, "I've had enough."

It was only after he got out of the box door that Ge Qiao felt that he had found his breath again. The stench of the room and the sweet and sticky smell of alcohol almost suffocated him.He went straight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, and was rubbing his sticky wrists under the faucet from the wine just now, when he heard someone call him behind him.

"Ge Qiao?"

"Ok?"

Ge Qiao looked back, and there was a man standing behind him, he was a little taller than himself, with a long figure.The man looked a little surprised, as if he was not someone he had seen at the dinner table just now.

"You are?" How did he seem to know himself?

"The bell is famous."

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The author has something to say: Red wine mixed with Sprite will make you drunk quickly, and it is very bad for your health. Please remember not to drink it like this.