120,000.
I ordered 144 bottles of champagne, made into a mountain.
But this champagne thing, with the exception of a bottle of sound, is not human at all.
So I let them pour it all into a one-person-high trash can and go in for a bath.
It’s not about being rich, it’s about being an atmosphere group girl.
Six months ago, I had serious anxiety problems.
To sleep, I go to different places to drink every day.
When I came to this bar, it just got hot. The dance floor goes into a bunch of JK uniforms dancer.
The lead girl, tall and white on the next long legs.
Her eyes are a bit like a man. When we first met, she was wearing the same JK uniform.
Wang Zheol put a jab in my arm and saw me. He cried out to the marketing manager and said something.
After two songs, the lead girl comes straight to our booth. I smelled a fragrance of citrus, and she sat down, “Hello, my name is Eva. I’m sorry.
She had two shallow pear nests, just like that man. I had a little bit of an eye on her face.
The ass isn’t hot yet. The manager came over and said something in her ear.
A middle-aged man with a big belly in his belly looked up at me like a man with a logo all over him, and Armani’s shirt was put into Zenga’s pants, and he stepped on his feet with a pair of Gucci shoes, and a couple of fury boys up behind him.
This is gonna get Eva past.
The manager said, “What about half a dozen Budweisers?” I’m sorry.
Eva was in some trouble, and I grabbed her wrist, “What’s wrong with you? I’m sorry.
“K9 Liu opened a dozen champagne for Eva.” I’m sorry.
Mr. Liu swayed over, and my eyes hurt with the burning of the horse’s belt.
He grabbed Eva’s arm, “Come on, baby, I’ll buy you a horse. I’m sorry.
“Elmas and LV are different. – I think of my ex-girlfriend, who dumped me for that reason.
I looked down on Liu and said to the manager, “Twenty dozen. I’m sorry.
Liu laughed and went back to his seat.
One minute later, he opened three dozen.
Eva grab my arm: “Stop it, no need. I’m sorry.
I’m surprised, the women in the night club, don’t you think it’s too much?
Mr. Liu’s head is starting to get up again, and I’m squeezing my credit card.
I said out loud, “Twenty dozen. I’m sorry.
Cheap champagne costs 6880 bucks a dozen. General Liu is silent. All eyes in the bar look this way.
A team of bikini harem girls came up with a squirt and threw a fireworks.
144 bottles of champagne made into a mountain.
And I said: Is there a basin?
Manager: “What basin?”
“Whatever. When I hit my head, “Isn’t there a garbage can outside?” Super big. I’m sorry.
When the one-person-high garbage can came in, I told the waiter to break 144 bottles of champagne and pour in and say to Wang Chul, “Go in.” I’m sorry.
Wang Cheol jumped into the trash. I see Mr. Liu, he has a champagne cup.
I said, “Is this what your mother drinks?” Someone can drink it! I’m happy today. Please have another round and a bottle of spades at each table! Let’s have a drink! I’m sorry.
Applause, cheers, whistles, and sound.
“K9 Wu sends a round of the aces of spades. This night belongs to Mr. Wu, we’re all getting restless. I’m sorry.
I waved my hand and looked at the next door: “Show your mother, village gun.” I’m sorry.
Master Liu broke his glass, and a young man in a flower shirt came towards us, scratched his finger and suggested I stood up and spoke.
I haven’t spoken yet. Wang Chul was the first to stand. The little guy slaps on Wang Cheol’s face. It’s a thunderstorm.
Dude, this is a full-time show.
There’s a lot of people on the other side, and I have only one choice: I break a bottle on the wall and point it to the skinhead of my uncle: “Fuck, who the fuck dares move? I’m sorry.
After the security guards pulled off both sides, Eva had a round of wine with both heads.
She’s drunk, she’s drunk, she’s staring at me, and she’s pouring a glass into her mouth.
Soon, Eva couldn’t stand up, and she touched her belly and looked very painful.
I put Eva on my Audi A7 to get the replacement to the hospital.
It’s just in time for her stomach to bleed.
I went back to the room after I paid for the medicine, and she slept for eight forks, and her skirt was stacked on her waist.
I pulled the covers for her, and her eyelashes shivered like a nightmare.
I want to go and remember what the doctor said.
The doctor said Eva was suffering from ulcer stomachitis and was at risk of deterioration, and I had to be with her at any time.
I sighs, hang my coat on the hood. On the bedside, I try to sleep.
Less than a minute later, the familiar heart attack appeared again, as if it had been squeezed.
Looks like I haven’t had enough wine. I shake my head.
The cell phone was pulled out, and it showed a line of loans and credit card calls.
The last row is tonight’s bill, 120,000.
After the company went bankrupt, I borrowed all the money I could borrow to paralyze myself with alcohol. It’s the last credit card. I wonder how long it’ll last.
The next morning, a girl with a full body of fashion ran into the ward. She looks at Eva, and she looks at me.
I said, “Are you?”
“I’m her friend. Is she drunk again? I’m sorry. She always does. I’m sorry.
“Then leave it to you. I grabbed my coat. Eva is still asleep, her face is no longer in pain and her condition seems to have improved somewhat.
“Why do you have to go to a bar to do that? I’m sorry.
“Golden Mountain? * I’ve been up all night and I can’t get my head around *
It’s like you’re saying the wrong thing.
I waved and left the ward.
Just got back to the company, Wang Chul sent a message, “Do you have a full score? I’m sorry.
“Go to the hospital. I’m sorry.
“Santa. I’m sorry.
I walked through a single room, every room was filled with staff, and now there’s only one piece of garbage left.
It was like yesterday. I didn’t know I was not doing it, but I broke it.
No one knows that I’m in a bar, and even the house was taken away by the bank. Fortunately, by the end of the year the company’s rent was paid and it was possible to lay a floor in the office.
At 8:00 p.m., I pulled out of the drawer, the Rolex King.
He sent a message to me about where I was going tonight, and I said I was going to the house. He said, “Blessed.” I’m sorry.
I never go to the same club and I don’t get involved so I can come back to bed.
When I went through security, the guards bowed to me 45 degrees.
Looks like the $120,000 spent last night had a little effect, and even the cleaning lady looked at me with light.
Eva’s not on vacation. After the warm dance, she sat next to me.
She’s dressed like a grown-up, with a hip skirt and a ponytail loose.
“How can I thank you?” I’m sorry.
I can’t believe I have a hot cheek. I’m sorry.
“Okay. I’m sorry.
It’s not the first time I took the bar with me, dancer, but I can’t believe I’m expecting it.
At dinner at the porridge, I drove Eva to the dam by the river. There were no street lights and there were several black-lighted vehicles around. A SUV swayed less than 20 meters from me.
I spent $120,000 on being a saint.
I whispered high air conditioning, “You look unhappy. I’m sorry.
Every nighttime girl has a sad past, so she can tell them what to do.
Maybe not, but I’d like to take a snack.
“Do you have a visual?” She moved her arm up on the armcase, facing me, “I also have a question for you. I’m sorry.
“What? I’m sorry.
She licked her lips and came closer to me.
“You don’t have any money. The phone’s full of text messages from Internet lending. You spent so much on me, you sent me to get a pin. I’m sorry.
So she saw it.
“I’m broke.” I’m sorry.
At its peak, the company had more than 20 million fans on the air.
I fell in love with my own hostess and almost married.
I gave her all the money and the contract, and she was in the back with the boss of another club. She took all the anchors and did not forget to remove the cash from the account.
I didn’t even leave a device.
I’m being sold and counting for her.
I couldn’t sue her because I gave her 51% of the shares as a bride price.
“She left me a mess. Speaking of which, I laughed and said, “I’m an idiot. I’m sorry.
Eva suddenly held my head.
I leaned on her soft chest, and I lost some oxygen.
She didn’t say a word, just hugged me.
This is completely different from my script.
I looked up, “Where do you live?” I gave you a lift. I’m sorry.
The SUV in the rearview mirror turned on the lights, and it’s working.
She laughs and laughs: “This is going home.” I’m sorry.
Or what? Do I have to cry?
“You’ve heard my jokes anyway.” I’m sorry.
She said, “Then return me to the mountains.” I’m sorry.
The mountains and rivers are rich and only villas. The monthly rent is over 20,000. Why would a bar like that live in a place like that? I finally remembered what that woman said at the hospital: “Why do you have to go to a bar when there’s a silver mountain?”
Isn’t it possible that the rich girls of these days have some kind of eccentricity?
“Do you live alone?”
“With friends, the one who came to the hospital that day to pick me up. I’m sorry.
I stopped in front of the villa.
Dude, there’s a red Ferrari 488– No, it’s 488 pista!
This vehicle is limited to three Ferraris and two v12s in order to qualify.
I looked at her in a complicated mood and she said, “Thank you for the hospital. I’m sorry.
Looks like she didn’t ask me to come in, but she’s gonna get dirty again.
Drive all the way back to the company, the river wind blows in the face, soothing.
I’m patting the ass under Odie.
It’s ugly.
When I returned to the company, I found paint on the glass door.
Early this morning, I woke up by knocking.
We had to take off the Rolex and throw it at them.
The bank called because there was too much overdraft in a short period of time and the credit card was suspended.
The credit card’s freezing. I can only lay dead at the office. Just fell asleep and suddenly there was an engine boom downstairs.
I ran to the window and looked at the 488 pista. The super-run was parked in the open-air parking lot, with an amazing pair of long legs reaching out to the door, and Eva held up the sunglasses and looked up.
This is the first time I’ve seen Eva in the daytime, she’s wearing a long windie coat, and she’s strutting on two little heels, more beautiful than at night.
I’ve got her eyes and my face. I’ve only got one thought in my head — I can’t clean it!
“Your face is dirty. I’m sorry.
I was standing across from her. There was only one chair in the office. She came towards me, reaching out to my face, wrinkled her head: “Where’s the paint? It’s dry. I’m sorry.
“Why?”
She stomped her legs, and those long legs shook my head.
She smiled: “I saw your company’s postings on the recruitment website for the female anchor.” I’m sorry.
“Wasn’t Ferrari working at the bar and playing with me again? I’m sorry.
She said, “Don’t say anything that’s useless. I’m sorry.
“It’s all early. You see what the company is like, and I’m gonna sell my pants. I’m sorry.
She didn’t talk to me about it, and she started a computer. I’m sorry.
The printer threw out two contracts and I shouted, “What do you want?” I’m sorry.
“Do you know who Mr. Liu was offended that day? She laughed and said, “He’s the owner of the bar, and I can’t do it anymore. You’re the one who did this. You’ve got to mind me. I’m sorry.
I’m losing my mind, and she’s reading the contract: “The contract lasts five years and is in effect… no cooperation with other companies in any form is allowed without the company’s permission…”
“I don’t know what kind of medicine you’re selling. You expect me to pay you? I’m sorry.
She took up the contract: “It’s written here, and I’ll take 50 percent of the reward. I’m sorry.
“What the hell are you doing here? I point out the window, “Do you still need a job to drive a car like this?” I’m sorry.
I’m so impressed. Is this for me?
She didn’t listen to me. She signed the real name at the deposit.
When I bit my teeth, I signed this bar in Ferrari.
Ganlu started working and even bought his own equipment.
A second human voice appeared in a dead-end company, but I didn’t expect it at all. She’s only three minutes hot. Where’s the air?
Two days later, she didn’t give up, and I couldn’t help but walk to the front of the studio and see what she was doing.
Ganlu was wearing a lolita dress and a golden double wig. I don’t know where it’s going. One day at a time.
I’m a little surprised by this eye. I know him. He’s a little famous PK anchor, a vortex.
Ginnasium talks of milk, which also seems to be for this outfit.
The gyro snail came up and said, “What kind of costume are you wearing? I’m sorry.
“I’m your father.” I’m sorry.
After that, she hung up on wheat.
In a moment, the comment section of the live broadcast exploded.
I noticed that the number of viewers reached 3,000.
Then Ganlu connects to the next anchor. She’s playing the same way she did the last one, and as long as the other said something, she ends with a “I’m your father.”
My eyes are bright. If this unique style and highly perceptive rhetoric were her own idea, she would certainly be a live genius who understood the core rules of the Internet economy as soon as she came out.
If she keeps doing it…it might really work.
Ganlu’s over live and out of the room. She took off her wig and picked on me.
After that day, I began to contact the council resources at my disposal to help her.
I’ve come to find that Ganlu is not attracted to male viewers by a single beauty and a soft sex rinsing ball, but rather by the ink of a very strong live broadcast and the ink of the stomach.
In just two weeks, we’ve got 100,000 in focus, and I remember only one person like her.
But she never told me her past, and she fell like a mystery in my world. Maybe she did. She’s the one God sent to save me.
I was in charge of the operation, Ganlu was in charge of the live broadcast, and I did the number.
While we pay our debts with our income and run our accounts, there seems to be hope in my life.
Finally, she received a request from the big red PK to update hundreds of comments in the comment area.
After connecting to PK, a familiar face appears in the picture.
I’m shaking.
The women across the street were a little surprised, too: “The Golden Wave is a coincidence.” This company isn’t dead yet? I’m sorry.
Ganlu senses something wrong with me and turns his head and says, “Is it her?” I’m sorry.
It’s her, Qinyan, my ex-girlfriend.
It’s only been three months, and she’s become the headmaster of millions of fans.
It’s not that we don’t meet again.
“What’s useless? I’m sorry.
Qinyeon smiled, “Come on, what is the punishment? I’m sorry.
“I lost. Downstairs I smashed Ferrari. I’m sorry.
Fans knew she had a Ferrari, and as soon as Ganlu came out, it blew up the comment area.
In a few seconds, the viewer added another 10,000.
Qin Yeon opened his mouth and said, “I don’t have a Ferrari. I’m sorry.
“I don’t want you to crash any car, you lose, you tell me what you’ve done. I’m sorry.
Qin Yeon pretended to be stupid: “What did I do?” I’m sorry.
“How you left the Golden Wave and what happened to the company. I want you to say it and apologize to that man. I’m sorry.
I opened my eyes and shot her in the arm. She looked back firmly at me.
“You’re his current? I’m sorry.
“It’s none of your business. I’m sorry.
At this point, the live booths on both sides were crowded, and the news of “Million anchors versus Ferrari” spread over the Internet in a few minutes.
Qin Yeon looks happy, after all, the flow is money.
She said, “Well, you’ve ruined Ferrari, and I’ll play with you.” I’m sorry.
There are two red and blue lines on the screen, starting with equal progress on both sides. After Qinyeon danced, her points overwhelmed us.
Garrett was determined to pull down the dress, and there were tight vests and hot pants underneath, and I swallowed.
It’s a “professional” kind of thing, and Ganlu’s a lot better dancer than Qinyan.
Garrett’s wrinkled hips are stuck at every beat point. The next gift is almost rolling.
But Qin Yeon’s fan base is too big to keep us down.
The PK ended with the loss of Ganlu.
“Smash it! What about Ferrari? I’m sorry.
“Want to roll?
The comments are rolling and Ganlu is silent.
She took off her phone and ran out. I reached out and pulled. I didn’t pull.
I’m in the middle of something.
When I got downstairs, I saw a scene I’d never forget.
Ganlu with a baseball bat in his left hand and a live cell phone in his right hand, hit him in the front glass of Ferrari.
The glass broke a mark, and she didn’t think it was enough. She jumped on the hood and hit it like crazy.
I saw a mirror fall on the ground, and my heart broke with it.
There’s a calculator in my brain, 5,000 on one side, 10,000 on the other and 20,000 on the back.
It’s a limited version of Ferrari, crazy woman!
Ganro threw his phone over, and I caught it. One after the other in the comment area, there was a constant influx of new audiences.
Now she’s kind of red.
I went over there, hugged the manna, “Don’t smash it! I’m sorry.
She looked back at me, her eyes were red and she struggled.
I touched her back, “It’s all right, it’s all right, we don’t break it.”
After the farce, Ganlu and Qinyeon agreed to a second PK next week.
Next time, Ganlu’s bet is five minutes of freedom, and she will do whatever Qinye asks her to do.
Two lunatics.
Just after leaving the parking lot, the rear-view mirror that I had glued to suddenly fell and was crushed by a wheel.
I didn’t have to drive a car out of here, but my car took it to pay off.
I hold my forehead, it’s a bit of a flesh pain, but it doesn’t matter. I stepped on the gas door, the V8 engine roared, and the tail slipped in place and washed up the road.
It’s a good thing Ganlu just broke the look and the machine’s power is still strong. I felt the power of it, and I tested the power of the door, and the faster I opened.
On the way, we reaped countless surprises.
After all, it’s easy for you to see a Ferrari on the street, but it’s not common for a rotten Ferrari.
We stopped at the roadside on the food street, and the kids came to bake the string and the beer, and the eyes stopped on the side of Ferrari, and the Haracho came out.
“Why would you help me?” I’m sorry.
The boss brought a bowl of roasted waists, and she chewed on it, and said, “You’re too bad. I’m the one whom God sent to help you. I’m sorry.
“No kidding.” I’m sorry.
I don’t know who she is, I don’t even know what she’s been through, I grabbed her cell phone, “Your Twitter name is Sun.” Why? I’m sorry.
Nietzsche’s Charatustra, says, “The sun is hot, it’s given, it’s not wanted. I envy people like that. I’m sorry.
A bar dancer-born woman, talking to me about philosophy.
“Who the hell are you?” I said.
Department of Philosophy, University College of London, UCL. She said, “My scientific history. I’m sorry.
The name is familiar, and I think of the news that I read recently, “Are you and Principal Wang going to school together?” I’m sorry.
“Kindly, not once, never seen. I’m sorry.
I suddenly felt that there was a fog in her heart and I never really knew her. A bar dancer, a hostess, a Ferrari owner, UCL, who’s very talented and who she is.
She drinks her cheeks red and looks at me like a silk, “I don’t understand either. I got drunk and you sent me to the hospital. What’s on your mind? I’m sorry.
So she got drunk on purpose. What the hell was this woman thinking? I remember the way that Ganlu hit the car, and I always saw a desire for self-destruction from her, and perhaps, deep inside her, there was an unrecoverable past.
We said, “I do not take advantage of the human being. I’m sorry.
“I’ve been at the bar for a long time. I’ve never seen a man like you. It’s weird. Can’t you?”
I stand up: “Don’t provoke me! I’m sorry.
I’m afraid you won’t. She’s making fun of me.
“Why do you have to fight Qin Yeon? I raise my glass and turn away from the subject, “Kin Yeon is strong, you don’t have to win.” I’m sorry.
“You can’t sleep every night, neither can you.” I’m sorry.
How did she know? I hesitated to nod my head.
She said, “It’s not me… you have to get through this.” I’m sorry.
I couldn’t tell her why.
Every day I remember Qinyeon. They’re so much alike, not just in appearance. When the company was first created, Qinyeon and I worked so hard every day. I never thought she would betray me at that time, which is as absurd to me as the asteroid that hit Earth.
But asteroids hit the Earth.
I was afraid of being betrayed, and I always dreamed of the cold face of Qinyeon, in which she said to me, “Amas is not like LV.” I’m sorry.
Sending Ganlu home, lying on the floor, I was up all night.
PK’s day’s up.
I walked into the studio, and there was a bunch of cosmetics on the table, and I had two hours of makeup on my feet.
Garrett doesn’t look like she’s a neighbor. But I swear, this is the most beautiful time I’ve ever seen her.
I looked at her and she smiled, “Have you never seen a beautiful woman?” I’m sorry.
After the last PK, we’ve been on the Internet, and we’ve raised one or two million powders on both sides, and we all want to see what the girl who hit Ferrari did. The audience boiled when we got into the studio.
There’s some bad talk on both sides, PK starts.
Qin Yeon’s not a good character. She’s got a lot of gold in her hands this time, and even though Ganlu is working hard, our scores are always behind.
Ganni’s face is burning and visible.
It’s the last 30 seconds of live air, and it’s happening.
A man named Wang Sheng suddenly broke into the studio and brushed 100 rounds of rocket No. 1.
Rocket 1 is the most expensive gift, $10,000 apiece.
I haven’t seen Wang Sheng in the studio. Where’s he from? I opened a page, his head looked like a full-body picture, a man in his 30s, a skinny, a morbid face.
I laughed, and it looks like I’m gonna win.
I’m so happy that I didn’t notice anything wrong with Manna.
She put her hands on her knees and shivered.
We won. Qin Yeon bowed his head and took a deep breath: “Leave the bets, say.” I’m sorry.
Qinyan is silent. He said, “Okay, then let me ask you. I’m sorry.
“Is your man the boss of the Golden Wave?” I’m sorry.
A few old powders in the comment area have begun to tell the story of Kopu Qinyan and Kim Wave. I jumped into Qinyeon’s live room, and there’s a growing number of people on the screen, and the housekeepers are watching.
“Did you run away with all the anchors and owe a great debt in the name of the company after he made you famous? I’m sorry.
I opened up a comment on the issue again: “It’s bad, 666. I’m sorry.
“Are you having an affair with the president of the other council? I’m sorry.
I can’t even control it.
Millions of viewers boiled and their reviews were dancing in the air.
An assistant came to Qinyan and said something in her ear. We explained to Qin-yeon that the audience would not buy, but would curse.
Qin Yeon’s mouth is hard: “You win, why pour this dirty water?” I’m sorry.
At that point, Qinyeon’s list said, “Record it.” I’m sorry.
And then, two and three… all the bosses spoke. They have each other’s black material, a little bit of the truth.
Qin-yeon is panicking. She shouted, “I don’t know anything about Udi. I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I’m sorry.
Ganlu laughed: “I never said the name Wu Dirt.” So you know him well?”
“I did do it in the Golden Wave, but all those things you said were fake. I’m sorry.
Ganlu reached out to me, nod his head.
It’s time to throw the bottom card. I’ll take my wallet and take the picture out of the trap.
Qin-yeon and I were so close. This is our wedding photo.
After Ganlu took the photo, Qinyeon’s last line of defense collapsed.
She wept as the gold lords withdrew from the studio.
I think I’ve seen the headline of tomorrow’s marketing headline, “Amazing! “Thoughts of women running dark stories that are unknown.”
And Ganlu said, “You still need an apology from the man.” I’m sorry.
Qin Yeon didn’t talk.
I’ve been holding my fist from the beginning and finally let go.
On the screen, Mr. Wang quit the live room.
I was in a state of ecstasy and did not take note of Wang’s last comment. He said, “Do it yourself.” I’m sorry.
After the live air, I held on to the manna, jumped, laughed.
She’s like a puppet. I’m holding her.
“This is a celebration. “You’re one of the best. I’m sorry.
In the middle of the night, a few pedestrians were not seen on the food street, and Ganlu looked to his left, like he was afraid of something.
I can see that she’s in the middle of something, and I was just going to ask her that the cell phone on the table was suddenly shaking and the manna was shaking.
I took her cell phone, and it contains a letter with a strange number: “Do you think you can hide?” Be good and wait for me to pick you up. I’m sorry.
Is that the wrong message? I gave my phone back to Ganlu, and she couldn’t even hold it.
At this point, even if I’m slow, something’s wrong. “Who is he?” I’m sorry.
She was silent for a while. “Oh, I was married. I’m sorry.
That Ferrari hangs a provincial license plate. I should have thought of that.
The man who texted was her husband, Wang Chu Qin.
Ganlu’s father is the owner of construction materials in neighbouring provinces. She grew up in a golden cage, she was a good boy, she studied well, and she took the Faculty of Philosophy at the University of London.
Upon graduation from university, the father arranged for Ganlu to meet Wang Chu Qin.
The royal family is a property giant, worth a billion dollars net, and the Gan family survives on orders from the royal family.
Ganlu was not very fond of Wang Chu Qin, but she was afraid to disobey his father ‘ s orders.
Wang Chu Qinshu-Ya has a good tutor. At the beginning of the marriage, the performance was normal.
But for a long time, problems arose. Wang Chu Qin had serious mental problems because of the divorce of his parents. He has no sense of security, and as soon as Ganlu leaves, he sits in peace and even gets mad.
She had a little chat with her first boyfriend in high school.
When he came home, Wang Chu Qin was angry. Turns out he had a lot of eyes attached to Ganlu, whose eyes could not escape at all.
The following day, her first love had been deleted and never appeared.
After that, he was often drunk and returned home, and he was beaten by Ganlu for no reason.
Every time he wakes up, he looks like he’s a different man and he’s mad at me.
He said, “I can’t stand it, I run home. But my father forced me to go back every day. He only cared about his money. He didn’t treat me like a person. I wanted a divorce, but I couldn’t find a lawyer. Wang Chu Qin used me as an object and he could do anything to bind me. I’m sorry.
She poured a glass of wine: “Really, he’s crazy, rich crazy.” I’m sorry.
I was suffocated, and I wondered how to comfort her: “What later?” I’m sorry.
She hung her hands and whispered, “I ran away.” But I don’t have a place to go, I don’t ask for a real name, I don’t know how to find it, and I hide in it. I’m afraid he’ll find me and change the city every few months. I’m sorry.
“Does your roommate know about this?”
“She’s my best friend, keep my secret. She said, “But I didn’t think I’d meet you. The bad day turned into a lead agency. He found me. He’s Wang Sheng. I can see that. Those gifts were his warnings. I’m sorry.
He brushed a million dollars just to tell Ganlu that the wolf is coming. What a pervert.
“It’s okay, we’ll figure it out together. * I could not comfort her *
“I don’t know what to do, Wu Di.” I’m sorry.
And We stood up: “Go to the place where the last blow, and I will take you to the dam.” I’m sorry.
When I got to the dam, I saw the SUV. I’m speechless. Can’t this guy afford a room?
Ferrari’s cabin was too narrow, I put out the lights, and I had to turn around.
We said, “Remember what I said last time? I’m sorry.
In the dark light, her side of the face was blocked by a twilight, and I pulled out her hair: “You are very unhappy, I can see it. I’m sorry.
“This time you’ll see the joke.” I’m sorry.
And We touched her hair, and drew her into our arms, and We whispered, “It’s all right, cry out. I’m sorry.
She cried and I held her head tight. Her tears have accumulated for too long, like a dam.
After a while, she got her head up again and all the makeup was spent.
I stretched out my finger and shaved the shadow of her face: “Your face is dirty.” I’m sorry.
She’s been talking to me for a while. We said: Fear not, I am with you. I’m sorry.
She was wearing a chin, a 30-year-old woman, with a clean eye like a wounded deer.
She cried, and said, “It is not worth a woman like me.” I’m sorry.
And We touched her tears: “You saved me once, and now it’s my turn.” I’m sorry.
The doors and windows are closed, and the air in the car is warm.
I bowed my head, kissed her cold lips and held her waist limbs in my right hand.
She’s got silk in my face, itchy.
The convertible is slowly open and the light is dim.
In my arms, a world is shaking.
I am determined to protect this woman at any cost.
The next day, Ganlu didn’t come to the company.
She couldn’t get through to the phone, and she didn’t reply to her tweets. I have a bad feeling.
I drove to the hill and her roommate said she left early in the morning with her luggage.
“I don’t know where she went. “Didn’t you two fight so hot?” She didn’t tell you?”
“Do you know why she left?” I’m sorry.
We searched the interior of the villa, and there was a row of Monet’s paintings on the stairs, golden wheat fields.
I can smell the smell of her presence, the tangerine.
“I don’t know. The woman said, “She just spent two months with me, maybe the king the man came to me.” I’m sorry.
Yeah, I should have thought of that. The man used his means, and she was afraid of causing me trouble, so she left.
I stood up: “If you hear from her, call me.” I’m sorry.
I know, maybe I’ll never see her again.
Note:
“Please order a car 20, we’ve got another thousand. Hands slow!”
“Come on, guys, let’s win this one! I’m sorry.
I don’t know.
All the way through the corridor, each of the grids was sitting on a hard-working anchor.
A few employees saw me and put down coffee cups. I nod and let them continue their work.
The Golden Wave is now the top broadcasting broker in the industry, much larger than it was before the bankruptcy, with a total of over 100 million fans.
Come to the office, the assistant delivers today’s work schedule.
I looked back, and there was a picture on the wall — a woman standing in front of Ferrari, raising a baseball bat.
I can see God.
“There’s an event in Changsha this afternoon. I’ve booked a 12 o’clock flight. I’m sorry.
I took the papers and looked up: “What else? I’m sorry.
The assistant pulls out his cell phone: “The bar street is on the way to the west, and it’s already booked the cards in the hottest places, so just report the end of the phone and the name. I’m sorry.
Before I left the company, I heard a whisper in the rest area: “Don’t you know? He’s a big player, and every time he goes to a city, he has to play around with his local bar. I’m sorry.
After Changsha’s job, I went to a bar called “The Twelve Animals.”
Warm hour, a few dancer on stage, cheerleaders dressed.
Under the dim lights, I looked closely at each of them.
I looked away and looked around the booth. From my three tables, a JK-dressed dancer is standing on his side of the side of the side, with his hair blocked and his fine chin exposed.
At that point she suddenly looked back and went backstage.
I stopped.
I stand up right now, push the crowd and go to her.
I followed her all the way to the backstage, and the staff looked at me astonished, and a security guard grabbed my arm.
People are coming, gone.
If you see manna in a bar in a city, a tall man with a pear nest on his face, drinking like a lifeless dancer…
It smells like citrus in her favorite perfume.
If she talks to you about Nietzsche and his sun.
Please tell me where she is.
The end–
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I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
