I have ten trillion licking dog gold

The third floor is getting more and more lively.

The steam from the hot pot rises together with the aroma of alcohol and the warmth of the people.

As the two were enjoying their hot pot meal, Mr. Jiang, who was now alone, inexplicably finished his last sip of wine, then contentedly pulled out a tissue and elegantly wiped his mouth.

It's just a pound of Shaoxing wine.

The girl who left drank some, some spilled into the pot, and there wasn't much left.

Let alone Mr. Jiang, even for an adult male who doesn't drink, this amount wouldn't be enough to get him drunk.

only.

The girl has been gone for a while, why is he still sitting here?

—And it seems like they just put down their chopsticks?

The greasy tissues were on the table. Mr. Jiang, who was frugal and never forgot his original intention, was about to get up when he suddenly paused.

The school beauty who had recently severed ties with her has reappeared in the public eye.

Fortunately, he had already put down his chopsticks by then; otherwise, it would have been quite embarrassing to be caught eating so heartily.

Ok.

It's actually quite awkward right now.

But what are the key points of adult social interactions?
Two words.

Decent.

It is a tacit understanding that is not spoken.

This is not.

When Luo Li'er's gaze subconsciously swept over the copper pot with not much food left, she didn't make any comment and quickly moved her gaze upwards.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Boss Jiang stood up, as open and honest as ever, and asked with a hint of doubt, "Why are you back? Did you leave something behind?"

As he spoke, he glanced around erratically.

Didn't you ask me to give you a ride?

Little friend, do you have many questions?

Have you changed your mind?
wrong.

How can you describe it like that?

It should be... that one's conscience hasn't been completely eradicated?
Jiang Chen looked at the other person with suspicion, as if trying to confirm whether the other person was sincere, but was met with the other person's unwavering gaze.

"Let's go then."

If there's a ride-sharing opportunity, wouldn't you be an idiot?
Someone strides confidently.

The two went downstairs one after the other.

They arrived at the underground parking lot without incident.

How do you say that.

Couples who quarrel in bed usually make up before they get out of bed.

How can there be no friction in the interactions between people?

The upper lip will touch the lower lip.

Being alumni of the same school and neighbors in the same community is a rare and precious connection that should be cherished.

Did you call a designated driver?

When he arrived at the car door, Mr. Jiang, who had good hygiene habits and an excellent sense of safety, thought of this problem.

Luo Li'er had already opened the car door and sat in the SUV, which was actually disproportionate to her size. She said decisively, "I only drank a little bit, so even if you test it, it won't show up."

"I do not believe."

Jiang Chen stood motionless beside the car.

If the test fails, will she return?
Even if she weren't drunk, this girl is probably not sober enough.

Well, someone does have some self-awareness, but not much. So what if he doesn't get in the car? All he gets in response is the roar of the engine.

"Om-"

They're just doing a good deed by offering a free ride, why are they making such a fuss?
"Thud...bang!"

Luo Li'er was decisive, and Boss Jiang was quick as well. Luckily, it was a gas car that started slowly, and the doors hadn't been locked yet. If it had been a domestic super car that could accelerate from 0 to 100 km/h in less than two seconds, would he have been able to get in?

Oh.

wrong.

Their 0-100 km/h acceleration time does not include the start time.

Seeing that the person still got into the car, Luo Li'er turned her head away.

"I need to make sure you get home safely."

Boss Jiang, with a righteous and unwavering demeanor, immediately pulled on his seatbelt.

Luo Li'er didn't mock her. She looked away and the Volvo drove out of the parking space.

What's your license plate number?

Mr. Jiang, who had fastened his seatbelt, glanced at her and wondered if her seat was too close to the steering wheel. However, considering that every driver has different driving habits and it didn't affect safety, he didn't remind her but instead took out his phone.

Is this a case of sacrificing family for the greater good?
Luo Li'er seemed certain that she couldn't blow the horn, and wasn't afraid of the other party calling the traffic police at all, so she brazenly announced her license plate number.

"沪AXXXXX".

Don't misunderstand, Mr. Jiang certainly obeys traffic rules, but there's no doubt that he's not the kind of person who doesn't care about family ties. He only wanted the license plate to pay the parking fee in advance.

Less than two hours.

To be precise, it took about an hour and twenty minutes.

The parking fee is 160.

One hour is equal to eighty dollars.

I wonder how many of the more than one billion people earn that level of hourly wage.

However, things are valued for their scarcity.

It's not surprising that the value of human labor is less than that of a small cement floor of about ten square meters.

After all, this is in the East China Sea.

Every inch of land is worth its weight in gold; this reputation is well-deserved.
Boss Jiang didn't even blink, and directly selected payment on his phone. Having slept together more than once, Pei Yunxi certainly knew him, so her assessment was quite fair; he was indeed very generous.

Besides, Luo Li'er is driving, so she doesn't have time to pay the parking fee. If she is delayed at the exit gate, the loss to Boss Jiang would be far greater than 160 silver dollars.

The hourly wage for a concrete floor is eighty.

What if we calculate Mr. Jiang's hourly wage?

hiss--

I have to compose a poem again.

Time is money, but money can't buy time.
Unlike car paint, which can take hundreds of hours to polish by hand, the only advantage of the Volvo is that it can safely and smoothly drive out of the underground parking lot and merge into the main road. The colorful neon lights take over from the sunlight, allowing the prosperity of the city to continue without stagnation, just like the Volvo driving out of the parking lot, while also illuminating the driver's vision.

Luo Li'er wasn't bragging; she kept a steady grip on the steering wheel. Talking about toxicity without considering dosage is just being irresponsible. This gradually eased the worries of Mr. Jiang, who was concerned about her driving, and he took the opportunity to admire the dazzling night view.

How would you describe me? I sometimes guess.
Are they friends, just passing through, or should we never mention them again?
Is it because I can't give him as much as he can?
Is the Milky Way still as dazzling as ever?
Even the dawn would lose its color.
I heard what you did for him

Each and every one of them was something I had longed for but could not obtain…

That's right.

He even started humming a song.

Actually, he omitted one point when listing his strengths not long ago.

He sings well too.

When he was once a top-notch sycophant at Tokyo University with nothing but a bad reputation, he actually gained a bunch of foxtail grass just because of his singing voice.

"Did the senior pick the wrong song?"

Luo Li'er was focused on driving, and when she called her senior back, she kept her eyes straight ahead, saying, "This is completely out of place."

Mr. Jiang sighed self-deprecatingly, "This is the only style I'm good at."

"Senior Ai must be a permanent, irreparable scar in Senior's heart."

Luo Li'er's voice was calm, as if she were passing the time on her way home.

Jiang Chen's expression remained calm, and he smiled faintly, "I haven't heard this name in a long time."

"Of course. Now, who would dare mention it in front of their senior? Everyone would try to make him happy." "That's an exaggeration. I'm not an emperor."

"I don't think anyone can compare to Senior Ai's status in the hearts of the seniors, right? What I mean is, no matter how powerful you are, you can't go back to the past."

It's not like she doesn't know that the past is unbearable to recall, but Luo Li'er just keeps bringing up the very thing she doesn't want to talk about.

When his most embarrassing side was exposed again, Jiang Chen was not embarrassed. Instead, he readily admitted it and nodded slightly, "To some extent, you could say that. After all, youth at twenty is irreplaceable. But twenty-five, thirty, and forty are equally unique."

Luo Li'er smiled and said, "I have always admired your eloquence, senior."

"What's on my mind."

Luo Li'er tilted her head and changed her approach, leaving no room for the other party to play tricks, "Then Senior's feelings for Senior Ai must be the purest, right?"

Jiang Chen maintained his smile, looking ahead as the traffic stretched into the distance, "It's also the most childish."

"childish?"

Don't you think so?

"Does the senior think he was naive back then?"

“I remember Luo Peng once told you that he wanted to make you happy. Do you think he was naive?”

Jiang Chen didn't answer but asked a question instead.

Luo Li'er fell silent.

"When Luo Peng said that, he was at least serious. He believed he could provide you with a life free from financial worries and burden you with no material pressure. This was his idea of ​​happiness, and it was the confidence that gave him the right to say that to you. But is this the kind of happiness you want?"

Luo Li'er did not answer.

"Although I didn't shout it out like Luo Peng, after all, he's a rich second generation, and I'm definitely not as brave as him, when I was with Ai Qian, I also wanted to make her happy."

Jiang Chen leaned back in his seat, the neon lights streaming through the car window casting a shimmering glow on his face, his eyes serene. "Do you know what kind of happiness I wanted to give her back then?"

"tell me the story."

Luo Li'er's voice unconsciously softened.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "Simply put, it's about having a house, two people, three meals a day, and four seasons. It's about having your own place in Donghai, with one bedroom and two living rooms. The kitchen doesn't have to be too big, but it must have good lighting. It would be best if there was a small balcony so we can sit there together after get off work, have a few drinks, and chat about the interesting things that happened today."

Luo Li'er remained silent.

"But that's just my idea of ​​happiness, or rather, the highest standard I think I could possibly achieve. I've never imagined what other people's interpretation of happiness is."

"Was the senior ever this insecure about himself?"

"Aren't you confident enough?"

Jiang Chen said, "I'm planning to buy a house in Donghai, a two-bedroom, one-living room house with good natural light, a kitchen, and a balcony."

Luo Li'er couldn't help but smile; the argument during the hot pot meal seemed to have vanished into thin air.

"That makes sense, the requirements aren't low either."

"Later I gradually realized that I can't force my values ​​onto others. What you think is just what you think. A man should try to meet other people's definition of happiness."

Look.

Ultimately, it's still about flattering oneself, only in a more subtle and sophisticated way.

"So what do you think is my sister's definition of happiness?"

Luo Li'er's words were concise and to the point.

"Didn't you talk to her on the phone?"

Boss Jiang is incredibly insightful.

"Whether I spoke with her or not is irrelevant; answer the question."

"Her."

Jiang Chen chuckled, "She wants to be a cloud."

Luo Li'er was slightly distracted, but quickly refocused and gripped the steering wheel.

No wonder she said she likes you.

Jiang Chen suddenly turned his head, surprised, and reacted strongly: "Really?"

Luo Li'er laughed, "What? You don't believe she likes you? You just went on and on about all that, weren't you just trying to tell me that people can only feel joy after they experience happiness first?"

Jiang Chen immediately gave him a look that suggested he was a promising student.

He was not mistaken.

This girl is really quick to understand.

"Did I said wrong thing?"

Taking advantage of the red light, Luo Li'er stopped the car and turned her head.

"What I mean is, she actually admitted it to you, considering she's actually quite shy."

"..."

Ok.

Still so shameless.

"Doesn't love make people brave? Otherwise, why would she kiss you passionately at the airport?"

"cough."

The girl wasn't shy at all, but Boss Jiang was a little embarrassed.

"I think you're wrong."

The green light came on, and the Volvo continued forward with the flow of traffic.

"What's wrong?"

"It's not necessarily true that you have to feel happy first before you can feel joy. You might like something first, and then feel happy as a result."

"Perhaps. But what you're talking about are naturally gifted players. Some people are born likable, even if they do nothing, and I don't have that talent," Jiang Chen said calmly.

"Yeah."

As Luo Li'er questioned him, Jiang Chen suddenly thought of someone.

My female high school classmate who lives far away in Jiangcheng.

She boldly confessed her feelings to him, and that was many years later. What did he do?
I haven't done anything.

Jiang Chen finally quieted down.

Luo Li'er didn't speak again. There was only the noise of the bustling traffic, and the light and shadows shifted between the two of them.

She didn't go all the way; she stopped the car at her own doorstep, figuring she couldn't walk more than a few steps anyway.

The most critical point.

She used to be able to visit other people's homes without any burden. After all, she and Li Shurui were senior and junior classmates. But now, her state of mind is completely different.

Be nicer to my sister.

As she was leaving, she issued another warning, her obsidian eyes gleaming in the moonlight.

"otherwise."

She walked over, no longer mentioning the less threatening banner, bent her elbow, and suddenly bumped into the other person's lower back. Her movements were swift and skillful. As a beautiful woman, who wouldn't know a few self-defense techniques? She was just trying to scare him, but she ended up hitting something hard.

Do not misunderstand.

This is in the defensive midfield position.

What are you hiding?

Luo Li'er was puzzled and reached out to grab him, but Boss Jiang dodged her, stepped aside, and moved to the side.

"Men and women are not allowed to be intimate."

Luo Li'er pouted, "Pretentious."

Being a good person requires perseverance, but it only takes one mistake for a good person to turn bad. Once a person's image collapses, it is very difficult to recover. It seems that the efforts on the way back have not yielded good results.

The idea that men and women should not touch each other can be seen as hypocrisy.

Helpless, Jiang Chen laughed in exasperation. Driven by emotion, he decided to throw caution to the wind and say, "They say half of a sister-in-law's butt belongs to her brother-in-law, so are you going to let me touch it...?"

"I'll kick you to death!"

Before the other party could finish speaking, Luo Li'er raised her small foot and kicked hard, but Boss Jiang had anticipated the attack and made a hasty retreat, withdrawing seven or eight meters away in the blink of an eye, and loud laughter echoed in the night.

"I'll chop you up!"

Luo Li'er ground her teeth and said fiercely, "She's much more shrewish than her sister. This isn't some manga girl who's wandered into the human world; she's clearly a dark lolita from a horror movie disguised as a prop!" (End of Chapter)