Fall in love with earthy and delicious boy

Boss Chen and Assistant An stood behind President Xiao Lu, and began to mutter for a long time about questions such as "this year's market economy" and "what breed of pigs are more profitable", and they spoke word by word to Xiao Lu. Mr. Lu poured it into his ears, and Mr. Lu was very upset when he heard it. He opened his eyes. He didn't expect Assistant An to be so interested in pigs.

Zhang Qiang's voice on the stage was like iron, although he sang badly, he was very good at singing, one by one, Xiao Lu always saw him come out of the backstage, put on another clothes, and a girl He put his hands together and made a pose, as if he was about to dance.

He couldn't bear it any longer, and said, "Who is in charge of this reception? Fortunately, he is not the marketing promoter of my company, otherwise I will definitely fire him."

Boss Chen was taken aback, thinking that this young and promising president must have a good opinion when he opened his mouth, but he didn't expect that the president's high opinion was very unique. He didn't know how to speak, because the person in charge of the reception was obviously a government department, the CEO of the company. When eating together, we often talk about words such as "economy", "market" and "policy". It is common for everyone to have different opinions. Most of them have reservations. Even if there is some dissatisfaction, it is only private and close People say.

Boss Chen was a little hesitant. He thought Mr. Lu never intended to treat himself as someone close to him, but what did he mean by saying such things to himself?After thinking about the words several times, he said with a smile: "You young people are all pursuing fashion and trends. I guess this kind of soft songs won't catch your ears. Anyway, just listen to it to add to the fun, hahahaha."

He pretended to be bold and smiled alone, but it was a pity that President Xiao Lu had a stern face and Assistant An did not show his teeth, which made Boss Chen feel like a wretched prostitute who was courteous to the high-minded lady, and he did not show any Not to the point—he hoped that Xiao Lu would always be a girl. If he was a girl, he wouldn't be so awkward. Being looked down upon by a beautiful woman is different from being looked down upon by a male ice cube.

Assistant An started to smooth things over again like a flower explaining words: "Boss Chen, the singers on this stage are our company's artists, Mr. Xiao Lu is not praising our company's employees, but feels that his own level is outstanding. , it’s really embarrassing.”

"Yo!" Boss Chen said "Yo" a few times in surprise, and now he didn't know what to say, and finally squeezed out a sentence: "Your company's business is really extensive." After saying this, he found an excuse and said He slipped away, and at the same time felt that the invitation letter he worked so hard to get was really a waste, and these big shots were more difficult to make friends with each other.

No matter how they sang or danced on stage, there was probably no one paying attention in the whole hall except President Xiao Lu and Assistant An. Everyone was too busy making friends and exchanging business cards, and didn't have the energy to bother with the background on stage to add to the fun.

President Xiao Lu stayed at the reception for an hour, and then left early, leaving Assistant An to continue the slick communication on the spot.

He sat on the chair in the room until eleven o'clock, thinking that the reception should be over, so he called Assistant An. Assistant An's voice was a little fluttering, which showed that he was drinking a lot.

He asked Assistant An: "What room is Zhang Qiang in?"

Assistant An smiled: "I asked him to find you in your room."

Just after hanging up the phone, the doorbell rang.

President Xiao Lu went to open the door. Zhang Qiang stood at the door with no expression on his face. His face was black and white, and his mouth was bright red. He looked at him expressionlessly, as if a thousand-year-old ghost had become a spirit. They came out of the soil to eat him.

He dragged Zhang Qiang into the door without saying anything, first pressed the other person's head under the shower, rubbed it hard, and rubbed the paint off his face vigorously.

Zhang Qiang didn't say a word and let him toss, Xiao Lu always rubbed his whole face red, so he pushed the other side hard, bent down and went under the faucet to wash his face carefully.

"Aren't you filming?"

"Why did you call me here?"

The two opened their mouths at the same time, both with the hostile tone, Mr. Xiao Lu slapped Zhang Qiang on the back of the head: "It's against you, talking to me with this tone?"

Zhang Qiang sneered: "Yes, I'm sorry, I was wrong, Mr. Lu, who is high above you, I apologize to you."

"What are you crazy about?" Mr. Lu felt an unknown anger in his heart. He tore off the other party's soaked shirt and pushed the other party into the bathtub: "What have you been doing lately? Who did you date? Who told you to come here?" Singing in such a place? Who are you going to show your flirtatious appearance to?"

Zhang Qiang's back hit the bathtub hard, he didn't say a word, stretched his long legs, and hooked his left foot back, just in time to hook Mr. Lu to the ground. Mr. Lu was caught off guard and faced the bathtub head-on, knocking his nose on the bathtub. On the top, blood suddenly flowed.

Both of them held their breath in their hearts, and started fighting when they disagreed. The bathroom was too small to play well, so the two dragged the battlefield to the living room, and finally moved from the living room to the bedroom. Lie entangled on the carpet in the bedroom.

President Xiao Lu pressed Zhang Qiang out of breath: "Your uncle's little bastard, eat my food and drink mine, and find someone else behind my back? Give me a cuckold?"

Zhang Qiang stared at him: "Who will bring the cuckold to whom? You are holding Jiang Yan in your hand, and An Zhe is lying on the bed. Who do you think will bring it to whom? It's ridiculous, I'm so ridiculous."

President Xiao Lu looked at Zhang Qiang, grabbed his neck with one hand, and exerted a little force: "Did you have dinner with others at the dinner table? Did you do anything else?"

Zhang Qiang closed his eyes, two lines of tears flowed down both sides of his temples, hoarse voice: "Lu Jiang, you are not human, what do you think I am? What do you think of me? You are not fucking human! You and An Zhe, I'm so ridiculous, thinking that you two really have nothing to do with each other, and naively thinking that I'm sorry for Brother An, shit Brother An, you fucking think I'm stupid and lie to me!"

Mr. Lu hesitated for a while, lowered his head and stuck out his tongue, licking Zhang Qiang's tears little by little, and gently sucking his lips on his eyes, Zhang Qiang shivered, pushed him away, and sat up: "I always thought that others would treat me as a fool and look down on me, but you won't. In fact, you are the best at lying to me. For a person like you, I have fantasized about being with you for a long time. It's ridiculous. You If you want a woman, you will have a woman, and if you want a man, you will have a man. How can you be with me? You just want to play something new." At this point, he sneered: "Is Xiao Lu always tired of playing now? If you play Tired, I went back to my room."

Xiao Lu always lay on the carpet looking at him, and suddenly asked: "Have you grown up?"

Zhang Qiang didn't answer, but looking back at him, Xiao Lu asked persistently: "Are you taller? I remember when I first met you, you only reached my shoulder, but now you seem to have reached your chin. That's good, no It should be longer."

Zhang Qiang got up and sorted his clothes, looked down at Mr. Lu who was lying on the carpet, and said, "If you have nothing to do, I'll leave first."

He left the bedroom without looking back, picked up his shirt on the bathroom floor and put it on, opened the door, Assistant Security leaned on the opposite corridor, smoking a cigarette with his head bowed, and heard the sound of him coming out, smoking a cigarette Looking up at him, his eyes were very cold.

Zhang Qiang also looked at him extremely indifferently.

The corridor is deep, and the lights are arranged in an orderly manner on the top. Assistant An stood at the intersection of the shadows of the two lights, and suddenly bent the corner of his mouth at him, with a very proud smile. He opened his mouth, and a cigarette Hanging at the corner of his mouth, he moved as he spoke: "Is he asleep?"

"No." Zhang Qiang looked away and stared at the carpet in the corridor. There was a diamond pattern on the carpet, a quadrilateral within a quadrilateral. He smiled silently at the layers of quadrilaterals: "Brother An is really well-intentioned." .”

"Where is this going?" An Zhe walked forward casually, squeezing his body away: "I'm doing it for your own good too. It's not good to be kept in the dark, isn't it?"

"Yes," Zhang Qiang nodded convincingly, and he looked at Assistant An: "I was just thinking, Brother An is so good for me, I should also share my worries for Brother An, if you can't handle Mr. Lu alone, Call me anytime."

An Zhe frowned: "Crazy!" Then he turned and closed the door of Mr. Lu's room.

Standing alone in the corridor, Zhang Qiang thought to himself that he must not be crazy. If he was not crazy, a fire was burning in his heart. He had to burn himself to death, but he didn't want to die. He was young and his future was not very good. But it's a pity to die like this.

Zhang Qiang sang songs in the hotel for three days. During these three days, he stayed in Mr. Lu's room to read the script during the day. Occasionally, Anzhe came in to pick up things. Both parties pretended not to see each other. He watched coldly, watching An Zhe diligently scrub Mr. Lu's body, and when the other party was cleaned up, he raised his chin to An Zhe: "We are going to rest."

An Zhe smiled at him shamelessly: "Don't make it too late, there will be an important meeting tomorrow morning, and the secretary of the municipal party committee will personally preside over it."

He closed the door impatiently, and went back to the bedroom. Mr. Lu stretched out his arms to hug him with his bare butt. It was a very shameless gesture. He slapped Mr. Lu's butt with a slap. Mr. Lu was always slightly drunk , was angered by him, and rushed forward to fight back.

Bearing Mr. Lu's fist and slap, he thought indifferently that they are a bunch of shameless people, and he shouldn't have any shame when getting along with them.

He originally thought that Mr. Xiao Lu would restrain himself when he knew about the shitty affair between him and An Zhe, and would choose one of the two, but An Zhe was so shameless, and just as he was about to leave, he would go up Hurrying to go in, and Mr. Lu is even more shameless, this kind of relationship is acceptable, he thought, this is something that people can do, but in fact, they not only did it, but also looked human Dress up as a human being.

In contrast, Jiang Yan in the UK today seems like an insignificant episode.