Gu Pan Sheng Zi

Chapter 52N.63
In the New World Hotel at night, the dishes are changing, and the faces of the waiters are also changing. What remains unchanged is the way of talking about business.It is necessary to drink the white wine in the amount of white water, but also to give the customer enough face, so that he can feel that you have enough amount to respect him, and at the same time, you can’t drink him like a big man, so as to fully satisfy his self-esteem.The flattery during the dinner must be in place, no one doesn’t like to hear compliments, but for this kind of person who is praised every day, you can tell what you want to praise him when you open your mouth, if you want him to be happy, you have to come up with something new .But how can there be so many new ideas, I'm not a writer who doesn't have so much creativity, so the key is for the other party to feel your sincerity.It doesn't have to be bragging that he should only come from the sky, the main thing is to make the other person feel that you really admire one of his strengths, that's about it.Once the alcohol amplified his excitement, things would be much easier to talk about.

The cups were staggered, and the air in the private room was filled with the smell of alcohol.I ordered a few rounds of wine, and waited until the empty bottle was placed under the table, and the big tongue started to speak.Mr. Sun slapped the table boldly, and the contract was considered sealed.

It was nearly midnight when we left the hotel, and seeing off Mr. Sun, the manager patted me like a trumpet flower with a smile and said, "Good girl."

Immediately, I felt that my identity as a woman from a good family had been tarnished, and I was about to kick the manager while he was still drunk, when I saw the man smoking a cigarette leaning against the car door by the side of the road.

Just at this moment, his gaze swept over lightly, the star-cold and deep silent pupils, reflecting the light of the moonlight sideways, were particularly conspicuous in the night.He stubbed out half of the cigarette in his hand with a blank expression, pulled the windbreaker on his body, and walked over.

I was shocked suddenly. With the manager's gossipy heart, it's hard to guarantee that I won't be able to remember who this person is when I wake up tomorrow. If the manager remembers, I will really bid farewell to the good woman.

I hurriedly pushed the manager into the taxi, told the address and asked the driver to drive without even caring about the money.

The taxi disappeared from sight, I breathed a sigh of relief, and then turned to look at Ye Murong.Seeing that he just took a step forward, the black windbreaker on his body fluttered in the night wind, and he looked at me coldly from a short distance.

I silently encouraged myself in my heart, took a deep breath and walked over.Smiling, "Why are you here?"

Ye Murong exudes a coldness that makes people afraid to approach, frowned and smelled the alcohol on my body, and said coldly: "You are also a mother!"

I said weakly: "I don't want to quarrel with you, let's go home."

I went around to open the door, but I heard the beep of the remote control key, and Ye Murong locked the car door. He stood indifferently by the car, and said with disgust, "You smell of alcohol, don't ride in my car."

I suddenly felt a sore nose and tinnitus caused by a headache. I was too lazy to argue with him, so I walked to the side of the road and stopped a taxi and gave the address.

When he got home, Ye Murong had already lay down, leaving only a bedside lamp, the light was dim.And he was breathing steadily and motionless, occupying half of the bed, his cold and hard back line showing alienation.Since he moved in, the bed seemed to have been marked with a [-]-point boundary. The two of us never crossed the boundary, and our posture was approaching Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.So I had to put forward extremely high requirements for my sleeping posture.

A few weeks ago, when Rong Shengzhi stood at the door carrying a large suitcase, I still couldn't believe that Ye Murong would condescend to live in my small house.And when Rong Shengzhi put a set of neat suits in my closet, I couldn't help asking: "He... Ye Murong doesn't want to live here, does he?"

"Sister, does it look like I want to live in?"

I thought for a while and said, "That's great, thank you."

Rong Shengzhi said with a bitter face, "How dare I."

When Ye Murong really appeared at the door, I had to accept the fact that he really wanted to live in.

What a condescension.Let him live in my small two-room house with that status.

Ye Murong put on the velvet slippers brought by Rong Shengzhi at the porch, stretched out his hand and said to me, "The key."

On the second day after getting the keys to the house, Ye Murong completed the formalities and transferred Guan Guan to a kindergarten not far from home, and took Guan Guan to buy large and small bags of useful and useless things, full of piled up a corner.I think there is too much doting in it, even if he wants to make up for Guan Guan, he has to have a degree.After dinner, I put Guan Guan to bed, and I decided to talk to Ye Murong.

(End of this chapter)