Late in the night, my boss found out that his world was actually a book.
And he’s the leading man in this book, a hegemonic president destined for love.
But now this hegemonic president suddenly ooc.
He said he didn’t like the hostess’ board and he wanted to find a big tits.
To get a big-ass girlfriend, the boss gave me five times my salary.
He told me it was my job to get him out of the story.
01
“Here’s 2 million, leave my son. I’m sorry.
I watched the pretty woman in front of me through my sunglasses.
She had a twisted face, biting her teeth in the tunnel. Are you fucking with me? I’m sorry.
From this distance, I can see the gust of her head beating.
Yeah, it’s recognized.
I will not change my face: “Miss Ho, you are mistaken.” I’m sorry.
How can you take a glass of orange juice and throw your head over my face and hate me? You’re gonna die! I’m sorry.
The whole restaurant turned around to eat melons.
I calmly opened the bag.
What if I saw my bag full of paper and almost had to pull it open, and her face was complicated, her lips moved, and she shut up and turned around.
I took back the bank card in my hand.
Good. Two million more.
I just put my card in my bag and I heard the heels coming back.
I’m confused to look up and look at me so badly and take away my bank card.
Good, forget I said it.
02
It’s not easy to make money.
I sold my dignity and my IQ for that money.
Why am I sitting here today? It all started six months ago.
Six months ago, I just completed my first promotion in my life and finally became eligible to participate in company meetings.
This is the meeting that changed my fate and that of my boss.
At that time, the meeting was halfway under way, and Zhang’s manager was talking about his own programme in an endless manner.
Small money from the farthest part of the world is always listened to carefully, and from time to time a pen is found to write on paper and to record the highlights.
Everything was normal.
All of a sudden, the little money moves.
He rose a handsome face, as if a paralysing patient had just completed his rehabilitation, and slowly walked out.
It’s like his left and right brains are fighting, his left brain wants out, his right brain wants to stop.
Obviously the idea of going out is stronger.
He walked out of the conference room in a trance, leaving us all face to face.
I must have had a bad look.
Because I’ve just been promoted and I’ve found out that the company’s head looks like it’s a major disease and that it’s not normal.
I am concerned about my future.
04
When I leave work at night, I’m going to go out on the weekend with my curriculum vitae and leave this company sooner or later.
The bus was about to arrive, and I ran forward with a bag, and I didn’t notice a rock under my feet, and I hit two men in front.
I feel a little bad when I get up.
Because the eyes of these two women were red and pear and rained, the man was excited to hold the woman’s hand and shout, “Women! You cannot escape!”
Well, it’s still a boss.
He was so well-positioned, I fell on my knees.
It’s nothing.
But what is important is that the ruler who kneels on the ground is always the master of small money, the superior of my superiors.
Little money always looked down and looked up at me.
He has three incomprehensible, four in shock, and five in mysterious.
It was a mess.
I didn’t know what was going on at the time, but my head ran away with a bag over my face.
He ran a long way to hear the little money always cry out to me behind his back: “Wait! I’m sorry.
I ran faster.
05
Early the next morning, I had the feeling that I would be fired because my left foot had first entered the company.
But I don’t care. I was going to copy the boss.
“Adu, I’ve always asked you to go. I’m sorry.
Yeah, they don’t call me Shen, they don’t call me D, they call me Adu.
I was prepared to pay him a month’s compensation for his work, and in two days, I was promoted for the second time.
Little money always makes me his secretary.
Secretary, although the post is not very high, the powers are so great that they are known as the Chief Executive.
At one point, I thought that little money was always about me to shut up because I broke his shameful private life.
But none.
He has not mentioned anything about it, as if it was really because he appreciated my ability to work, and has given me a very decent assignment every day.
It’s just a little annoying that he gets up early and late every day, goes to sleep late than a chicken, stays in the company until 10:00 p.m., making me work overtime every day.
But there’s always an advantage to small money, unlike most capitalists who squeeze the animal from the human and material.
He generously doubled my salary in return for my enthusiasm for overtime.
06
Until two o’clock in the middle of the night, the little money that had just returned from a business trip broke his peace of mind and he asked me to pick him up at a bar.
I got up at that moment and almost couldn’t stand myself.
But he stopped my anger with one sentence.
“This month’s salary doubled. I’m sorry.
“Good boss, I’ll be right there. I’m sorry.
By the time I arrived at the address he had given me, the small money had shrunk in the corner, and the color was red, and had been pulled by a woman in a short skirt.
“This is my new girlfriend and I’m breaking up with you!” I’m sorry.
Dude, I call the guy straight.
07
I knew it. Double pay wasn’t that good.
But for the sake of money, I took my head to the top and said to the woman, “Yes, I am the money.”
What’s his name again?
“The money is clear.” I’m sorry.
“Oh, your new girlfriend, you’ve been eliminated. I’m sorry.
The woman looked at me so hard, looked at the little money, put her hand in his face and took the wine from the table and poured it on my face, and made it clear to both of us.
“Doggy man!”
I’m looking for a little money and I hope he can give me a statement.
It’s hard for me not to triple this month’s salary.
Who knows that this big man, a metre and a half, is looking at me in the corner, and his eyes are red.
That night, the little money was crying to me.
The beer on the table opened a bottle and a bottle, and the small money always hit the hiccup, “Shen, Secretary Shen, I’m probably sick.” I’m sorry.
Be confident and remove the possibility.
He looked at me with no face and rubbed his tears with his tie.
“Do you want to hear my story, Secretary Shen? I’m sorry.
No, I don’t want to.
08
Obviously, small money doesn’t need my answer.
“I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” I haven’t been able to control myself lately, and I’m always in a strange place…”
“Speak of shame!” I’m sorry.
“Oh, I remember. I slow down, “Women, you can’t escape! I’m sorry.
Stop it! He looked very painful with his face on him.
“I don’t know why, I can’t control myself, I don’t feel anything about that woman and I don’t want to talk about it! I’m sorry.
“I’ve seen the doctor these days, I’ve taken the pills, I’ve even asked for a talisman! I’m sorry.
“But it doesn’t matter, I may have been possessed or schizophrenic… and God knows how perfect I am, and it’s just a stupid personality! I’m sorry.
His hands were crouched in the corner of the wall and he cried so badly that he seemed to be holding it hard enough.
Seriously, I can’t always talk about this man crying at the corner of the wall when the company points to the mountain and throws away the small money.
I think he may have split more than one personality.
09
Money is enough to cry and look at me, long eyelashes with little tears, red eyes like rabbits, red lips under a tall nose and a water stain.
Gollum, I swallowed some saliva.
It’s delicious. It’s delicious.
“But I found that as long as you were near me, I could control myself without being affected. I’m sorry.
“Do you remember the last time…”
I know the story of the last time, in the story of the money that’s been snorting.
The last time he couldn’t help himself to get involved with a woman he didn’t like at all, he resisted and couldn’t help holding her arm.
He was desperate, and I hit him and he took back his autonomy.
He was shocked.
When he came home at night, he thought about it and felt that the problem was with me.
That’s when I got promoted the next day.
10
I’m sure I’ve been with him these days, and he’s been able to control himself very well, and there’s no such thing as a stupid idea.
He thought he was better off, so he went on a trip and he got moths.
He wondered why a woman who had seen only one had to be a girlfriend and not like it when she was with someone else, and took a new girlfriend to humiliate the little white flower that I had met the other day and asked to break up after using her.
“Sounds like he’s sick. I frowned on him.
“I don’t know why.” I’m confused! I’m sorry.
“I’m not interested in the girl at all, but I don’t know why I’m always around her, and I’m saying something strange! I’m sorry.
“She too! She always asked me to borrow money from me the last time she said her mother was sick, I gave her a check to fill in, and she dumped it on me to stop insulting her! I’m sorry.
“Damn, I want someone to insult me! I’m sorry.
I’m sure of it.
Secretary Shen! I’m sorry.
I think I might know.
Eleven.
I’m actually from the book.
It’s also a boss who loves my novel.
But I have no interest in this novel, which I confiscated from my sister.
I didn’t even look inside.
Remember, on the cover there were two handsome men, and the man put her on the wall, and there was a bubble on the head: “A woman, you cannot escape.” I’m sorry.
That night, I crossed over, and a voice told me that this was the novel called The Undefeated Love: The President loves me.
I’ve been going through it for two years, getting used to it, and almost forgot it was a novel.
Now, looking at petty cash as a symptom, he’s probably the guy with the bubble on his head, but he doesn’t know why he’s self-conscious.
The crying little white flower was probably the hostess.
I hesitated to give that guess to the Chief Money.
I don’t think he’d believe it. After all, who in a normal person would believe that he lives in a book?
12
What I didn’t know was that he had a big realization on his thigh: “Yes!” That’s it!”
“I knew it!” Only the lead man can be so perfect! I’m sorry.
He said he held my hand tight and moved: “I know, Secretary Shen, or you! Thank you for answering my questions! I’m sorry.
I’m just about to be modest, and I’m always worried about small money.
“So that woman I’ve been haunting these days is the hostess? I’m sorry.
And he wrinkled, “I don’t like that, like a bean sprouts, just in front and behind. I’m sorry.
Saying, he looked at my chest and whispered, “I love it, the big one. I’m sorry.
I didn’t have time to talk. “What if my man, who has taken only one pot of wine in the bouquets, who seems to be in love, who speaks all kinds of earthy stories and masters, who likes to run after her, and her indiscreetly entanglements of his wife’s crematories? I’m sorry.
“Perhaps there’s a ball run. “Little money always opens the memos and puts its inspiration on the books.
I was shocked, and I said, “How can you understand that? I’m sorry.
The little money’s got eyes open and the face is getting red.
He was silent for a moment and he spat, “I’ve heard what I heard.” I’m sorry.
Damn, no wonder you’re the lead man. You’re the one who’s been studying and studying.
13
The man who was forced by a woman to cry in the wall, who loved “The Hegemonic President falls in love with me” and who liked big tits was the Hegemonic President.
Except for this face and hardware, he doesn’t fit in.
I don’t understand, I really don’t understand.
Isn’t that a duck?
Does this little money always help the wall boss?
After one night of hard research, small money finally made a programme for itself.
At dawn, he filmed the programme in front of me, who had spent the night with him and had fallen asleep.
His eyes were bright and bright in his thick black eye.
“Secretary Shen, do you want to make money? I’m sorry.
I guess, but I had a hunch he wasn’t holding up, so shut up.
“Well, why don’t you help me get out of this and I’ll raise your salary?” I’m sorry.
“…how much? I’m sorry.
Five times! I’m sorry.
Deal! I’m sorry.
The old man is an old man. He’s got real money.
For him, it was priceless to be in control of his own destiny.
That’s a little money for him.
But unlike me, I’m a very progressive person who wants to live in a big house, drive a limo, and have a lot of interest in material life.
He’s got a life in control, I got a freedom of wealth.
It’s like the Qin Emperor eats peppers.
14
So this is what happens now.
When I was with him, he lived free.
I can’t be with him when he’s going to force the line. I’ll take care of the mess.
The woman who just threw orange juice at me was the 7th ex-girlfriend I sent away in three months.
Seriously, I can’t really understand the way this book works.
The author seems to be particularly fond of the scenes of the wife crematoria, and has been trying to set up a scene for the man who is leading the playboy, and especially for the man who carries with him the mean women of all walks of life to humiliate her.
I’ve seen so many times in the last few months a woman who doesn’t know where she’s coming from and a man who’s gone for a play.
In general, petty cash meetings are distorted and stomping to export the master’s notes, and the women next to them are well-intentioned, and some of them are angry, and one of them greeted the 18 generations of his ancestors and left.
Then I’ll make different plans for him, depending on the circumstances.
At night, he was treated as an emotional trash can to drink with him and eased his pain.
It’s basically not going to be a problem.
Of course, the price of a dragon service is very high, 2 million for me, 2 million for breaking up.
I can stay if I have the will not to break up.
So far, however, more needs to be done.
After all, who’s having trouble with the money?
For a long time, small money was always famous in circles, and everyone called him 2 million, so that women who approached him for 2 million could line up from the front of the company to his house.
This time, she’s a tough one and she won’t break up with him.
After all, she’ll be fine.
Little money’s all over my head, and I finally got this bad idea, and I got a special-effect make-up make-up, so I pretended to break up with my mother.
When I heard that idea, I saw him for three minutes without talking.
Can carbon-based organisms come up with this?
How could you come up with such a stupid idea in your 37-degree brain?
15
So, although it was different than originally anticipated, I successfully completed this mission, with 2 million.
I’ve always been called a dog and a dog, me and my little money.
The conscience of the heavens and the earth, though small money is always a dog, I and he were clean and white.
Me and him are pure money deals!
When I walked out of the bank, I breathed a long breath.
The last loan has been paid in advance, and now the big floor of the city centre really belongs to me.
It’s all my conscience and small money in general.
I decided to set aside 10 square metres in my 285 flat big house for him.
That night, when I was in a good mood to get off work early, my boss was out again.
Just for a few minutes, the men who went to the bathroom didn’t follow him.
I waited all day for him to come out, and I felt a little bad. I ran into the men’s room and knocked on the door, but he wasn’t there.
Little money just disappeared.
But it’s okay, I have experience with it.
I pulled out my phone and turned on App, and a red dot is moving fast towards the south street villa.
I grabbed my jacket and stopped a car in the street, pulled out 200 bucks to the driver’s master. I’m sorry.
Thanks to small money, I’m so hard to drive now.
Soon, a phone call came to my cell phone and the angry and bitter voice of the Money Commissioner came in.
“Adu! Help me! I’m sorry.
Shit, I should be under the car. I shouldn’t be in the car.
I got the money to drive fast, and in less than 20 minutes I got in front of the little money house, and I found the code in the memo.
It’s got a good taste in it.
Not like the president’s house in general.
His family had no sexual decorative style, no imported sofa for Italian calves and no millions of crystal lamps.
I didn’t think little money was always a traditional person.
His house was full of redwood furniture and large ink-throwing paintings.
In my light, seriously, I don’t think it’s good.
One of them is written in the middle of the living room.
Slut.
Oh no, it’s slutty.
16
No, this is not the time to appreciate art!
My boss is waiting for me!
I didn’t have to look for it myself. A room upstairs quickly heard a heart-breaking sound.
“You got my body, you didn’t get my heart! I’m sorry.
How come I’m not here in 20 minutes?
I ran up the stairs in three or two steps and drank like, “Sit down!” I’m sorry.
Two people in the house looked back at me.
Small money is always on white flowers, with one hand tied to his head with two arms and the other hand pulling his own clothes.
If Wen were to be crushed on the bed, his pale little face would be covered in tears, as if he were a quail.
From this perspective, her chest is really flat.
I can see the shell very smoothly from her belly button.
That’s what you can see without paying, right?
And I knew that as soon as I got into the little money and around 10 meters, he was free.
After all that money, he rose up from the bed, with red ears and a single corner on his head, with his finger on the bed, and he could not speak like a girl who had been raped by a rogue.
His face was almost red enough to drop blood, and I watched his vibrating fingers, half shameful and half breathless.
White flowers are stupid, lying in bed, probably not understanding what this is about.
If we don’t talk about this, we’ll start with the bad guys.
And he stares at the bellies, and bites his teeth: “I told you to leave me alone.” Why are you here again? I’m sorry.
Wen, too, was shocked by the speed of his stammering and stammered for a while, “I my mother is sick and wants to lend you 200,000, but don’t worry, I’ll pay back!” I’m sorry.
Small money always turns a handsome face from red to black and from black to red.
He opened his mouth and closed his mouth and threw it out of his pocket with a black card.
“No need to pay! Here you go. Two hundred thousand. Ten mothers. I’m sorry.
If Wen reaches out and picks up the card with his hands and falls hard on the money, tears start to spin in red eyes.
“I don’t want your alms, I don’t want your money, I don’t want you to have a few stinking money, and I think I can humiliate people.” I’m sorry.
I saw clearly that the whole mouth of small money began to whistle, as if it was going to pass.
♪ I can’t ♪
♪ I’m sorry ♪
I stood by and watched this confused story.
This book was created by a ten-year-old man who started his brain hemorrhaging.
17
At least when I said I had sent the white flower away and promised that she would not report it to the police, I fell on the redwood couch.
Seriously, I prefer Italian imported calf-skin couches.
It’s a bit of a panic.
Little money sits next to me in a sheet, with a hot chocolate, and it’s almost out of breath.
I finally understood the story of this evening, in the words of his head and his hammer.
Turns out he’s just halfway to the bathroom today, and he’s getting familiar.
He “brushed” his pants and pushed the door to pick up the car keys and went out.
Three red lights broke into the house.
Indeed, a familiar little white flower is calling him in the wind, shaking.
“You don’t know what she was talking about, what she was saying, what she was saying, what she was saying, that I respected her, that I was a human being, that I was nothing, and I carried her on my bed like a jerk.” I’m sorry.
He touched his waist.
“I got my back out!”
I saw six strong abdominal muscles through the cracks of the sheets, and I couldn’t resist a red face.
“I told her not to look for me, I’ll pay her, I’ll beg her to take it! I’m sorry.
“Why don’t you follow me?” I’m sorry.
Damn, what a selfless capitalist. Don’t even think who saved his virginity!
You go to the pit and I’ll follow you?
You’re not afraid to block your petals!
“Don’t go up tonight. Drink with me. I’m sorry.
The little money that came back slowly always came out of his cupboard with two bottles of wine to fill us up.
He’s a very strong drinker. He doesn’t care about beer, wine, wine.
It’s good that he won’t talk. I usually do it.
18
This evening, I was particularly happy to finish my mortgage and I was always drunk with the little money that was particularly upset.
After three rounds of wine, a little bit of me looking at a glass and then a glass of small money to drink and to get rid of it, “I don’t like that, but money, sometimes life is like that, you can’t fight it, you can try to enjoy it. I’m sorry.
“Did you try to accept John? I’m sorry.
“No way! I’d rather die than find a flat breast! I’m sorry.
I turned his head one second before he looked at my chest.
Well, that’s another price.
“I know I’m too good to be the lead, but no one in this world can be the lead, but at least find a leading woman I like. I’m sorry.
Little money always has a big tongue there.
I look at his little brain that’s not fully developed, and I don’t know why the author chose such a leading man.
Purely a wine mush.
“Come on, it’s almost here tonight. We drank all the wine from the cup, and we pressed his hand.
“Don’t! “I can still drink!” I’m sorry.
He had to pour me a drink, and I had to let him fall, and he fell on me without standing.
Well, hold my ribs.
Two drunks did not climb up for a day and pushed each other with their hands and feet.
When I touched his abs the third time, I suddenly realized that the atmosphere was starting to get a little off.
A little hot panting mixed with rum, a little fragrance with caramel, and I looked up.
Little money always has pretty eyes.
The color is slightly light brown, the pupils carry water, and the upper eyebrows are slightly red with alcohol.
When you look at these loving eyes, you create a illusion that you are the world.
“Money…”
I’m not sure what I’m talking about. I’m sorry.
His voice was light, as if the wind had passed the feathers and it tickled my heart.
“I am…”
I’m a little confused, I don’t know what to say.
He came down slowly.
And I watched those beautiful eyes getting closer and closer, and I could almost count the long eyelashes.
Overdoses of alcohol make me slow.
It took me a long time to feel it on my lips.
Like a dream.
20
It’s all a lie.
The next morning I sat up in bed and felt heavy.
The next time someone calls us dogs and bitches, I can’t be so straight anymore.
Alcohol is paralysing. It’s not a good thing.
I looked at my clothes, and I’m glad I kept a little sober last night.
You can’t have an office relationship!
The little money lying next to me was gliding at his eyes, and the sun was splattering through the curtains on his flowing back line.
In the morning, how can you stand this?
And We dragged him by the covers, and We covered him with a strong and firm face.
I was blindfolded by the money roll, and then my face was red with an eye-opening speed.
“What are you doing here? I’m sorry.
Huh.
Man.
Keep loading.
I sat on the bed and looked at him, “How did I get up last night?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, I’m out. “He turned his head away from me.
Bullshit.
Man, I’ve seen your little trick before.
“Why are you undressing? I’m sorry.
Little money turned around and looked at me, and the redness of the eyelids was a little grotesque.
I’m used to naked sleep! I’m sorry.
“Adu, I want breakfast. He started to change the subject.
Think about it.
I stood up and sorted out my clothes: “Do I have any extra laundry? I’m sorry.
“Yes, in the second cupboard on the left end of the bathroom. I’m sorry.
When I’m done cleaning up, the little money is still on the bed.
I thought the man wouldn’t die, but I was a little worried and couldn’t help but push him up.
“Why don’t you get up? I’m sorry.
“I’ll lie down for a while.” I’m sorry.
I don’t see it.
21
I was sitting in the car, and I thought, and I couldn’t bear to ask, “Why don’t you let your colleagues see us go to work together?” I’m sorry.
“What’s the problem? I’m sorry.
That’s right, but you’re driving. Who’s the secretary?
“Hello, FmM6387! I’m sorry.
“And another beautiful morning. How are you? I’m sorry.
“Yaa is here to share with you the help we received yesterday. I’m sorry.
“This small, soft-ass listener is asking for help: Where am I going when I’m in an office triangle? I’m sorry.
“Now let’s hear the story of the soft man with his waist…”
The atmosphere in the car has fallen into a strange silence.
“Ahem. “What did you think about yesterday? I’m sorry.
“Money…”
“Tell me to be clear. I’m sorry.
I’m silent.
What do you think? Think with your toes.
Seriously, it’s really hard to be indifferent to a man who is so good in terms of hardware and software.
Besides, we spent so many days and nights together, talking to each other about ideas that only each other knew.
He’s not very long, but he’s important to me, either mentally or materially.
But, so what?
He is the leading actor in this world, which is a sandy story.
Having a relationship with the hostess is a mission he was given.
And the only reason he exists.
Maybe I’m the one who influenced the drama and made him self-aware.
But in a novel that belongs to him and others, how can I be his lead?
I guess I’m not sure what I’m waiting for.
So we stopped talking and listened to the “Soft Back” man’s cursing dog blood in the company.
When we get into the office, we’re both stupid.
I’m going to be quick. I’m going to turn around and see the money.
I didn’t know what a non-scientific fan map of the hegemonic president was.
But now I understand.
And in that moment I saw in his eyes three, three, three, four, four, five, five, six, unlovable.
Mr. Zhang also introduced him with joy, saying, “Chang, Secretary Shen, this is our new intern, Little Man.” I’m sorry.
Says he took a picture of his shoulder: “Simple Man, this is–“
“No need to introduce. I’m sorry.
“You’re fired.” I’m sorry.
But Zhang was shocked: “She was introduced by your father! I’m sorry.
The petty money had been standing in place for two minutes without saying anything and had left.
His back is that bad.
It’s not another man who can crush a man, it’s life.
22
I’m coming up fast, and I’m keeping him within 10 meters to prevent him from getting sick.
“Adu, why do you think my life is so hard?” I’m sorry.
I looked at the 300 million-dollar Bermuda on his wrist and looked at his perfect side of the face, the dark side: I wanted to suffer.
Well, I actually understand a bit.
What is the point of living a lifetime if a person cannot even be at his or her mercy and submit to a so-called destiny?
All I can do for him is to stay with him and reduce the number of times he’s twitching.
In the previous few months, petty money had been with me for most of the time, and while there had been plenty of it, I had been able to bring it back in time.
So the story was going, but I didn’t feel too much.
But today, I really realized the power of the hostess.
Seriously, the size of the company can be said to be quite substantial, given that small money is always the hegemonic president.
In general, large companies like this are very strict in recruiting people.
Like me, first-class university, first-class, has been involved in several major projects before leaving the school, and has received a fairly good evaluation, with scholarships every year.
However, I came in only from the lowest-level team, where I was promoted to team leader after a full year of early and early morning and night work.
Of course, the secretary doesn’t count. It’s from the dark.
However, the hostess, who had not even attended university, had been working in a sweet shop since she dropped out of high school.
What does she do until she gets this design?
She’s a sweet teacher.
Seriously, I don’t know why the author was so free.
On the third occasion, when she asked her how the printer worked, I took a deep look at the manager.
Manager Zhang took his head back.
When I was done with the printer, I sat my ass next to the manager and dragged his clothes and said, “What do you think?” I’m sorry.
“Where did I make the Lord, he made it himself?” Said it was his old acquaintance’s daughter, so I took care of it. I’m sorry.
What can I say? I smell an unusual smell from the word “old acquaintance.”
But anyway, it’s fate. I can’t intervene.
I only gave her a printer’s instructions for her to study.
23
In the next few days, me and Money have been through an inhuman torture.
Wen would have come, and the whole office would have been lively.
She can be heard at all times and everywhere.
Manro! Come on! Don’t give up!
“You can do it! Come on! I’m sorry.
I’ll be fine! Dad!
Holy shit!
I looked at the face of my little money and said with sympathy, “Having a knife on my head and being calm.” I’m sorry.
“No way! “I can’t stand it! I’m gonna get rid of her! I’m sorry.
Little money may have gone crazy and never even remembered me.
I haven’t heard from him yet. He’s gone crazy and stopped in front of Manro.
I looked at the distance between us, and I ran out of face.
But it’s too late.
I’m sure that little money over there is always on his chin.
“Women, you aroused my interest. He’s a demon.
I look around and stare at my colleagues, and I don’t know if I should be up there right now to save him, to keep him away from him on the spot and to let him perform as much as he wants.
I thought about stopping in and giving small money a suture so he could get in.
That night, my mouth had to grind out the Mars to convince me to die.
“It’s okay, you’re the boss. They don’t dare laugh at you. I comforted him.
“No, no, no, no, no. They must think I’m a fucking idiot now! I’m sorry.
That’s true. I nod.
He looked at me with red eyes: “Do you think I’m such a dick?” I’m sorry.
“Oh, no, no, no.” I said, “You’re wrong. I’m sorry.
“What am I going to do?” “The little money is lying on the floor, staring at the ceiling with no eyes, like a doll that’s ruined by fate.”
Having taken so much money from the boss, I thought to myself, “Well, maybe you can go talk to the money clerk and let her stay at the branch for a while, and give her more money.” I’m sorry.
Look, I’ve been talking to capitalists for days.
“No!” he shook his head in pain: “I couldn’t control myself as soon as I got home. I couldn’t say that. You didn’t know. If you hadn’t come the day before yesterday, I would have made her a close secretary! I’m sorry.
Close, secretary.
Sounds like not some serious secretary.
All of a sudden, the little money sits up, and my eyes shine, and I say, “Maybe you can come home with me and see my parents!” I’m sorry.
What do you mean?
I looked at this man with many tricks, and I didn’t reject him.
24
The next morning, I followed the money to a villa on half the hill.
An old man with no respect for the old man just came back from running around the mountain in a fashionable fashion.
I don’t know how an old man with thin hair, a sturdy body and no wonder can give birth to a son with so little money.
Unless he wasn’t born.
I understand when I see my mother’s money.
He could be the mother.
I didn’t recognize her at first, but she’s got a lot of maintenance, looks like she’s 30 years old, looks whiter than I am, and she’s like a beautiful, beautiful woman with all that money.
I sat on the sofa with all my little money, and the little money looked at her mother and said, “Dad, Mom, this is Shendoo.” I’m sorry.
What are you blushing about?
I’m not really here to see my parents!
I was busy adding, “Well, well, well, well, well, well, well, well, I’m the general secretary of the small. I’m sorry.
Little money always looked at me and I pretended not to see it.
I’m not very interested in the money, but I’m asking Mr. Money: “How’s the girl? Did you take good care of her? I’m sorry.
Little money always sits up straight.
“Dad, I’m here to tell you this, but if this is not a good match for our company, I don’t think she’s right here. I’ll transfer her to a subsidiary in Manchuria. I’m sorry.
Wait, wait, I’m looking at him. Do we have any subsidiaries in Manchuria?
Dude! This isn’t decentralization. This is fucking exile!
It’s only because our company’s doing business on Earth alone, or he’ll have to spend on the Milky Way.
As I can see, the old money frowned and said, “Bullshit!” A little girl’s house, how can someone go so far away from home? I’m sorry.
“You can set her up with a secretary…” He looked at me and said, “I’m afraid I’m embarrassed to take my radish pit on the spot and change my mouth: “Aides or something, the kid’s smart, she won’t be able to teach her.” I’m sorry.
“You don’t remember? You guys played together when you were kids. I’m sorry.
“When will I not remember?” I’m sorry.
“When you were a year old, you liked playing with people. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
Small money looks at the old money man without face.
Ahem, well, the old money guy also thinks he’s a little stupid to say that and he doesn’t talk anymore.
The money lady on one side wrinkled and asked, “Who is Man?” I’m sorry.
“No one, no one, no one, a child known.” I’m sorry.
He said that he had changed the subject in an arbitrary manner: “When he’s back, eat at home at night.” I’m sorry.
Mrs. Chan didn’t talk to him and went on to ask, “What kind of child do you know? I’m sorry.
“Oh, you don’t know! I’m sorry.
“There’s always a name. What if I knew him? I’m sorry.
The old money man is sweating on his forehead, and he’s keeping coloring her, which means there are outsiders.
I’m going to walk away with fun.
I have a feeling this scene is about to begin.
As a rule, Mrs. Money will pick up her nose and think that this girl is not worthy of her noble and handsome son, and will eventually throw 5 million checks in front of her and let her leave her son.
25
I didn’t expect this day to come so fast, and I didn’t expect the check to be dumped by Vince, but by me.
Sitting in the coffee shop in the city’s most expensive house, Mrs. Money pushed me a bank card.
“Miss Shen, here’s 5 million. Please stay with my son! I’m sorry.
This scene is beyond my knowledge, and I don’t know how to react at all.
At this point, the little money that comes from the smell of the wind comes to me and apologizes to me and takes my mother away and saves me.
The lady who was pulled away from the money didn’t forget to shout at me: “Miss Shen, think about my son, he’s really good!” He’s got eight abs.”
I remember only six.
Get the fuck out of here. That’s why you sit down and explain the consequences.
After I left that night, Mrs. Money was dragging the old money man to ask who the kid was, and the money was always begging his father to transfer it.
Mrs. Chan said what was wrong with you, and the old man told me I was just taking care of the kids.
Mrs. Chan said that old acquaintances are so ugly.
The three of you said that I said the axles of the husks, that they were all different, that it was a mess, and that the old money man had made no choice, said nothing.
It turns out Man was his first child.
That day, he met his first love at the hospital, in the same way as his first love.
The money lady is sure that she wants to marry her first daughter to her family, and even to remember her lover’s wife’s wife’s past, so she won’t believe it.
In order to put an end to this possibility, Mrs. Money thought of me as the first person to get a month off the water tower, and decided to let her baby boy look better.
Ahh!
I wonder if this is going to happen, and I wonder, “Did the old money dealer agree with the transfer?” I’m sorry.
A small sum of money rubbed a hair, “Yes, but I can’t go to Manchuria and tell her to go to a branch in the suburbs.” I’m sorry.
“She’s still in the hospital. I’m sorry.
“Oh, I can nod my head, even in the suburbs, if only I had to run a few more trips.”
“That… that’s five million. Do you want to take it? I’m sorry.
I looked up, and I looked up, and I saw a thin red on my face and my ears turned pink.
“Hmm? I’m sorry.
Don’t play dumb! * He’s angry and angry * You always wanted to buy Paramera. I’m sorry.
I’m trying to buy Paramera, but it’s like you’re trying to sell me a car.
“No,” I shake my head: “I’m a professional, I’m a secretary, but I’m a sales secretary. I’m sorry.
The red “brush” on his face faded and turned pale.
He held the bank card in his hand and his eyes were full of charges against me.
It’s like accusing me of playing with his feelings.
I watched his lips strangling and pulled the card out of his hand one second before he lifted the table.
“If you ask me so sincerely, then I shall take it for myself. I’m sorry.
26
In the evening, my new boyfriend decided to take me to celebrate.
I thought he’d take me to an 80-storey air-turned restaurant for a fine French meal.
“The seafood noodles are very good, 15 bucks a bowl, three bucks a day, and his house is full of fresh seagulls. I’m sorry.
Nope.
I’m sure I’ll watch the money. Are you serious?
And he probably felt a little bit wrong, explaining, “We’ll go to the big restaurant later. This is really great. I’ve been eating it for years, and I’ve been trying to give it to you. I’m sorry.
“I specifically called him and asked him to save me the best sea turtle. I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I’ve thought about it. I can’t give it back.
Small money sits on a stool, and some rush to smoke some toilet paper and wipe some oily stools next to it, and it turns out it’s not clean.
“Sit, sit.”
I dragged the expensive little dress I had just changed for my first date and sat in a little chair without a back.
I don’t know why I’m into this big sculptor!
“Two bowls of sea turtle noodles, fresh fat sea turtles just bought at the pier this morning! Yo, Money, bring your girlfriend? I’m sorry.
He put two bowls of hot faces in front of us and laughed with a big bang, saying, “No wonder he’s been here all by himself. I’m sorry.
I’m a little happy that he talks.
He said, “This is a good thing! Men’s gas stations, women’s beauty salons, taste it. This is what we do here! I’m sorry.
He raised a thumb.
“Okay, thanks. I’m sorry.
This small noodle shop, although it looks poor, is really good.
A few steps outside is the stairs around the fence, and a few steps down is the sea.
Sitting here, you can hear the sound of the waves plowing the rocks, and you can see a gull duck crouching at sea.
It’s good.
His soup should have been made of seafood, and he had sprouts, with large, fat sea turtles covered in one side, with wooden ears, eggs, mushrooms, and veggies.
It tastes so fresh.
Three or two of them finish the bowl, and I still can’t bear to spend three bucks and one noodles.
I had to sit up straight and keep my meat out of my dress.
I told you I’d be out for noodles and I’d be wearing pants!
“Is it good? “My little money is always looking at me with bright eyes.”
I was laughed at by the way he looked, and I couldn’t help but be happy with him.
Maybe for him, the expensive Western meal couldn’t keep up with this bowl of sea turtles, and he shared his favorite noodle shop with me like a kid shared his favorite candy with someone.
Money is a man who’s ruined a novel. He’s really good.
For the next few days, we were stuck together.
I’m getting to find that little money is always cute.
He’s out there all the time.
He’s going home with me, he’s going to give me a talent, he’s going to give me a two-hull race and he’s proud to show me his 20-hu-10 certificate.
He didn’t have to play with me. He wasn’t the lead man.
Every day we go to sleep with a smile, and I gradually drown in such a wonderful dream, forgetting that this is a book.
A book about his love with someone else.
We are all optimistic that with two people together, the story can be broken.
Until later, life tells us a reason.
Destiny is called destiny because we cannot resist.
30
The next morning I felt a little panicky.
It has been two or three years since I came to this world, and I have gradually become part of this life and no longer see myself as an outsider.
But as soon as I opened my eyes today, I had a different feeling than the rest of the world.
I thought I was eating too much of a sea turtle last night.
But when I got up, the little money didn’t lie next to me as usual.
I didn’t care. I thought he went to the bathroom.
“Why are you up so early?” I’m sorry.
Money never answers.
I turned around, and I was like, “Kick.”
He didn’t wear his favorite ducky pajamas I had bought him before, but he was dressed in a suit and standing at the door with a proper tie.
I was lying on a bed with wrinkles in my pyjamas, and my freshly washed hair was covered on my shoulder yesterday.
He used to laugh at me loudly, and then lifted up his ducks’ pajamas and wrapped me in it.
Today, however, he stands there in full clothing, leaving only a cold in his eyes.
I don’t know how I felt at that moment, but I thought he was so far away from me.
He didn’t talk. He just stood there and looked at me.
Like, face the girl, real boss.
I have a bad feeling.
But I couldn’t even talk.
I’m afraid the dream will break as soon as I speak.
But I don’t even have time to fool myself.
In a suffocating quiet, the little money always fell down and the sound was cold.
“Here’s two million, we’re over. I’m sorry.
I don’t know what to look like.
I didn’t feel sad at that moment, but I thought he couldn’t make a difference.
Money always looked at me, didn’t say anything, went out in a hurry.
I didn’t get the $2 million I agreed to. I got an empty check.
I reacted for a while, slowly sitting out of bed.
I don’t know what’s wrong with him.
We were fine last night, and we said we’d go to a seagull.
Ten hours later, he suddenly fell apart.
He doesn’t have to play with me when I’m with him.
I chased out.
I don’t want to give up or see what’s going on with him.
But all of a sudden, I wasn’t so sure when I saw what was around him.
I pushed the door to the office and watched them both.
After all, it’s a man and a man, a man and a handsome man and a female bird.
“Shen Doo, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Zhu, Z Zhu, Z
He put the coffee down a little awkwardly: “If Man would be my close secretary later, you could go back to the original group and work on the design. I’m sorry.
I looked at him and I didn’t talk.
After all the money, let Man pack my things and let me take them away.
“What’s the problem?” I’m sorry.
I nod my head.
“Does the year-end award still come? I’m sorry.
28
That’s it. An honorable community animal is laid off.
I’m not blowing it. I’m really not broke.
Breaking up is a breakup. Small money is always generous. Like everyone else, I’ve got 2 million to go.
You think I’m gonna drop the money on him and say, “Get your fucking money out of here”?
No, I’ll never have too much money.
I took care of my money and found out I had enough money on my hands for a while, so I decided to stay home for a while.
Handicrafts, never short of food.
I’m also going to spend this time filling myself up, getting a body, learning an instrument, relaxing my tour.
I told myself I’m fine, I’m fine.
As a 36D rich woman, I’ll be better.
But at night, when I was lying in bed, I couldn’t help but remember the cold look in my eyes when he broke up with me.
I’m still emo.
I don’t know what’s wrong with him, what’s wrong with the world.
Maybe he’s lost his self-conscious, or maybe he’s too far off course to be corrected by world rules.
But in either case, there is nothing I can do.
I have no way of changing his fate.
But I still feel bad.
If they’re meant to be together, what am I supposed to be in here for no reason?
A short-lived but quickly repaired bug?
He’s back on his track. What do I do with the rest?
I sensed a pull from the heart, covered in hot eyes.
It’s really hard to lose love.
I decided to find something for myself to get out as soon as possible.
If a man can’t make you happy, it’ll make you happy.
I went to the biggest luxury square in the city, took my $2 million break-up fee, and I wanted to have a good time.
“Miss, you’ve got such a great body. This dress looks so good on you! I’m sorry.
“You’re wearing everything in a white dress. Only a body like you can handle these pants! I’m sorry.
“This bag deserves a beautiful woman like you!” I’m sorry.
I’m…
Beautiful woman…
Money…
Packages, shoes, jewelry, and countless praises.
I think I’m okay.
Just as I was going to brush my cards, I suddenly saw two familiar people in the luxury counter next door.
“This, this, this, this, this, this, one color.” I’m sorry.
If Man had a little face on his side, “It’s too expensive, I don’t want it.” I’m sorry.
Then, in the eyes of the lady who sold the goods, the little money smiled: “Women, I will give you the best.” I’m sorry.
“No, I cannot spend your money.” I’m sorry.
“Shift! I’m sorry.
Seriously, I should have been sad to see this.
But I’m embarrassed again, and I just feel like I’m starting work in the third room under my feet.
I look at the two of them with no one, if Man says no one ever brought me here.
Money always says I’ll take care of everything.
Wen said I didn’t recognize the girl in the mirror.
Little money always says that’s how my woman is.
The two of them, one and the other, looked like they were on the floor, and I looked at the shivering salesgirls, and I wanted to collect a ticket for them.
After half a day of horse arrest, two people finally ended the show.
He’s always pulling Man, and he’ll be gone soon.
He didn’t even look at me.
I was standing there with a bunch of stuff, and suddenly I didn’t feel like it.
Are you kidding me?
I’m out of here. Show me this again.
This fucking dog man in a fancy suit and a dog.
He’s supposed to be here, not in the old noodle shop on the beach.
I was suddenly confused and began to doubt my memory.
Is this really the guy who lost someone at home crying at me so I can promise not to laugh at him?
Is that the guy with the big tongue saying he’d rather die than find a flat breast?
Is that the guy who took me to his favorite sea turtle face on his first date?
It’s the one who didn’t say he loved me, but I’ll always see you.
The little money I’ve been with seems like a dream or a wind.
Soon it disappeared.
29
Break up third month.
I feel like I’m out of love.
I don’t dream often of his bright eyes asking me, “Is it good?” “It’s not like he’s so dumb that I’ll call him “Small.”
But sometimes I go out and eat a bowl of noodles when I’m passing by the sea.
He hasn’t been here for a long time.
Yeah, he’s supposed to be at the 80-story Rotator’s, with his heroine, two drinking ’82 Rafi’.
I pulled my last face in my mouth.
Sea storks are still fat.
But I don’t know why I can’t eat the first time.
I didn’t make it this time.
After eating, I leaned on the rails to look at the gulls and think about life.
This dream is over.
What would I do if I woke up?
Next I may meet a man who may not be handsome and have no money, but he is the lead man on my own.
I’ll marry him and have children, and I’ll continue to live my life in this book that tells the story of others.
I looked away at the radiant, and suddenly I thought of a film line.
Why are you not mine when I open my eyes?
30
Love is gone, but life goes on.
On the night of the heavy rain, I watched the gray fog outside the window and the blurry neon glowing in silence.
All of a sudden, there was a rush to knock on the door, and it was like the man outside the door was going to smash my door.
Who the fuck is that?
Don’t you know she’s sad?
I went to the kitchen with a kitchen knife and planned to see who knocked on the door of a single woman late at night.
I just got close to the cat’s eye.
Money is always watery, standing outside like a chicken.
“Open the door, Doo! I know you’re in there! I’m sorry.
I don’t think he’s here to get my break-up fee back.
If it’s not working, I’m done.
I hesitated to open the door.
As soon as I opened the door, a moist arms held me tight.
I can feel the salty water on him in a thin pyjamas, and it’s on me cold.
He’s like a water ghost who just crawled out of the water, and I’m a little scared, holding on to his knife.
But soon, I felt the wet heat coming from my neck.
He’s a really watery CEO.
Sitting on the couch, little money was covered in towels and a hot cup of tea.
I’ve always felt like I’ve known each other before.
“I might catch a cold.”
I said, “Drink more hot water. I’m sorry.
He turned a white eye.
No, you’re one of your favorites.
I’m euphemismally saying that I hope we don’t have too many connections after a break-up, and I prefer the kind of ex-boyfriend who broke up like dead.
“Do you have a conscience?” I almost died for you! I’m sorry.
Dude, where do we start?
That’s not very nice.
I don’t want to go around with him and say, “What are you doing here?” I’m sorry.
Little money is always staring at me, and the light brown eyes are being projected by neon lights.
“Adu, I’m free. I’m sorry.
31
I choked.
I don’t want to talk, but my mouth is like my own mind: “What do you mean?” I’m sorry.
“I feel bad coming together that morning.” I’m sorry.
“I feel like I’ve been taken away, and I can’t control myself at all. I’m sorry.
“You don’t know, when you go, I feel like my heart is breaking! He has a red eye.
I’m in shock.
“But I couldn’t control it at all, as if the world was forcing me back. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been dying for months, I’ve been out there every day, and he laughs, “It stinks. I’m sorry.
“How are you doing again? I’m sorry.
He had a smile in his mouth: “Today me and who I sail with on a yacht?”
“Wait!” I interrupted him, and said, “There is a storm today, and the typhoon is landing.” I’m sorry.
“I know! “But who says he wants to see the petrels?” They say they feel like they don’t give in to fate! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
I am not right.
“Don’t say, there are petrels. I thought they were lying in the textbooks. I’m sorry.
“I was sitting on a boat, looking at the little birds, and suddenly an idea came out of my head. I’m sorry.
“I feel like I would rather die if I were to remain at the mercy of others and marry a completely unloved woman and live my life as others wish. “And?”
“And then I jumped. I’m sorry.
♪ I can’t ♪
♪ I’m sorry ♪
“Are you kidding me? I looked at him with surprise.
“No,” he said, “I’m really jumping out of the sea, you come over and I’m still salty. I’m sorry.
Dada! Don’t you dare!
“and the crew brought me back. I was so close. I’m sorry.
I feel like I’m being held tight and I can’t talk.
And he smiled, and he was so happy.
“But the moment I jumped into the sea, I felt, I was free. I’m sorry.
“I’m totally fine now, you see. I don’t have to be around you. I’m sorry.
I said, “What are you doing back here? I’m sorry.
Little money always put down the cup in his hand and stood up and walked towards me.
Unlike the last touch, his hands shivered slightly, and I felt the warm tears rubbing on my face and rubbing on my lips.
A little salty.
“Adu,” he whispered in my ear, “I’m back. I’m sorry.
Quantified
It’s always fun to take me out shopping.
As soon as we entered the store, we found a familiar figure next door.
If Wen were holding a tall man, the man’s back was luminous, pulled a black card out of his pocket and said a line that we both knew.
“With the exception of this, wrap it up! I’m sorry.
“Be my woman, I can meet all your demands! I’m sorry.
The faceless sales lady was gently shaking.
Me and Money always looked at each other.
It seems that the world’s line feels the determination of petty money to die, to know that the drama is not going to go on, and to change.
It’s good that we’re all happy.
“Don’t look. There’s nothing to see. “You want to buy a dress?” I’m sorry.
“Look at this. How do you feel about this? I’m sorry.
“This one’s not good. It’s too short! I’m sorry.
I took a bunch of dresses he handed me into the trial room.
But I’m not happy!
Because I put every dress out and he kept his mouth shut.
He said he’d look good if he wore anything.
“Why don’t you say I look good?” I’m sorry.
Little money always pulls me aside.
“You’re a fool. How can you bargain? I’m sorry.
Little money is so annoying.
He says it’s been a long time since he ate noodles, and I’m taking me to the freshest fat sea turtle.
I said I looked at you like a sea turtle.
He was angry and asked if I didn’t like him.
I don’t like it anymore. I don’t want to go out.
Honestly, it’s been a long time since he got better.
It’s because he’s been acting like he’s been on a tour all day.
As soon as we went out to meet someone we knew, people looked at him with a very different look.
It is better to be ashamed of one person than to be ashamed of two people together, and in this case I will stay away from him and pretend not to know him.
They don’t call him 2 million anymore. They call him “money.”
Because he told Manro that I was the woman with the money.
So we’re usually not going out now.
If you don’t go out there, you’ll find a way.
He called the boss and said he packed him up today and asked the boss to come and make a little noodles.
I couldn’t help but look at his big saloon and say, “It’s time for you not to negotiate.” I’m sorry.
He came up to rub my face.
“The bargaining is fun. What do you know? I’m sorry.
Okay.
When the boss arrived, he expressed his admiration for the luxuries of the money, and came to us with the pot bags in his hand: “I came to meet the big sister who came back from the sea. Look at this. I’m sorry.
The smell of seafood came out of nowhere.
I had to pretend to be interested and look at it.
Holy shit, it’s so big. I’m about to slap you. This is a fucking sea turtle.
Big brother smiled proudly and put on a little white hat in the kitchen.
“What kind of chef does he wear when he’s naked?” I’m sorry.
“It’s probably a sense of ritualism.” I’m sorry.
I can’t even see the little face of a new sea turtle.
I’ve tasted it. It’s different than the last time I went to eat.
Maybe it’s more of a sour smell of love.
I don’t know.
After dinner, he said hi and left us the rest of the sea storks to steam tomorrow.
It’s probably because I think I’ve taken advantage of it, and I’m just laughing at it.
I thought you could give me ten sacks of storks, but that’s a big saloon.
I don’t know why that night, and I always feel like I’ve been around for a long time.
I watch TV, he’s on me.
I went to wash and he put it behind me.
I’m going to take a shower and he’s coming in.
I said, “Cut the door down.” He scratched the door like a dog.
After half a day of washing, the scratching outside finally stopped.
I thought he was gone, trying to open the door and get a towel in the closet.
As soon as the door opened, a big body came in.
Little money never knew when he had taken off his clothes and crossed three or two steps and pushed me to the toilet wall with my right hand on my head.
The bouquet of water washed down and he was all wet.
I looked up, and I saw the water on his face with his face on the side of his forehead.
His light brown eyes were as bright as a fire, and the water, which was blocked by the eyelashes, flowed to his red lips, and swung to his chest.
I looked at him with his watery lips and I couldn’t bear to swallow.
I don’t know.
The next day at noon, I woke up while I was sleeping and threw all that bag of sea turtles away.
Shit, sea storks and shit. Never again!
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
