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Chapter Eighteen: On Mysterious Work

When Lin Hao said he wanted a girlfriend, he immediately looked for one for himself.

There are a few good ones, some for schools and some for coffee shops - when talking about coffee shops, Lin Hao felt a little sad. His goddess was already holding hands with others and walking along the green path, talking and laughing.

, and he could only look at his back and feel sad...

During the day, he still had to go to the coffee shop to work. Lin Hao waited for the little one to feed himself, then went to the coffee shop.

It's embarrassing to say that Lin Hao still can't dress the little guy. Fortunately, the little guy is very smart and can dress himself, which saves Lin Hao a lot of trouble.

Holding the big hand and the small hand, Lin Hao walked with the little guy for a while, and then held him in his arms. Yesterday, his feet were good and he was quite fast, but Lin Hao didn't dare to let him walk more.

"Dan'er, do you still have many companions?"

Thinking of what he said he wanted to ask last night but didn't ask, Lin Hao asked on the road.

The chubby little face was still innocent. Lin Hao glanced at the little guy and found that he had no expression, so he was a little depressed: Does this mean he doesn't know anything? Yes, it's too small, and he probably can't even see it in the egg.

"It's okay, it's okay, we'll talk about it later."

Squeezing the little face with a puzzled expression, Lin Hao felt that those broken eggs should have such cute little guys inside.

"Why……"

Feeling sorry for the little guy, he pityed off the broken eggs. Then Lin Hao began to think about other things, such as how to speak when he saw Fuhua and what kind of expression he should use to show that he was natural and not let Fuhua feel that he was uncomfortable.

and so on.

However, Lin Hao thought too much, and Fuhua couldn't care about Lin Hao at all, so he didn't feel uncomfortable at all - even if he could, he probably wouldn't care. After all, Fuhua's feelings for Lin Hao were only as friends.

superior.

As soon as he arrived opposite the coffee shop, Lin Hao hugged the little guy and saw a flashy and exquisitely dressed man. A black Mercedes Benz CLS was parked next to him.

, and sat in gracefully.

Lin Hao had seen that car before. He always thought that car was quite good and thought that he could slowly save money to buy one in the future. But after seeing this car today, he completely eliminated this car and never wanted to buy it again.

This kind of car.

While feeling angry, Lin Hao heard his own heart, which was already broken, snap into pieces.

At this time, Lin Hao wanted to sing Jordan Chan's song "I Don't Have That Life", which brought Lin Hao to tears.

Lin Hao felt sad for a while, squeezed the little hand that was touching his face, and then hugged the little guy and prepared to cross the road.

"There are still women, but they may not be as good as they are... ugh!"

Lin Hao, who was paying attention to the movements of cars on the road, naturally didn't notice the unhappy expression on the little guy's face, and squeezed Lin Hao's clothes tighter.

"Your flashy sister is not here, do you know that you have to listen to the other sisters?" He repeatedly warned the little guy sitting on the chair, looking at his little guy with big eyes and cute eyes. Seeing that the little guy seemed to understand, he added

Lin Hao won’t say much about his usual good performance.

"Then, I'll leave it to you..."

As soon as he looked up, Lin Hao found that all the girls' attention was on the little guy, and no one listened to what he said. Sure enough, the appeal of cute things is much stronger than that of an old man like him. Sigh, with them,

Be enthusiastic and probably nothing will happen.

Letting go of the little guy, he said in his own words that he would come back. Then he cast his eyes around the girlfriend candidate he had picked out in the morning and thought to himself: Behave well.

In fact, every time he went to the back and entered the door that required fingerprint recognition, Lin Hao felt depressed and depressed.

Close your eyes and hold your breath for a few seconds, then take a slow, deep breath. When you open your eyes, your usually gentle and smiling eyes have been replaced by indifference.

There is actually nothing behind this door, just a corridor with a luxurious red carpet, an elevator at the end, and the same corridors on both sides. This means that two more people will come through here.

He walked slowly and leisurely. When he reached the middle, Lin Hao suddenly stopped. He stretched out his hand and pressed lightly on the right wall, and another door opened.

Changing room, a simple yet luxurious dressing room.

At a quick glance, there are about ten suits hung up, and no less than ten pairs of shiny high-end leather shoes, which are quite valuable.

The door closed as soon as he walked in. Lin Hao casually took off a set of clothes, put them on and took care of himself briefly. He neatly folded his clothes and put them aside. He sat on a chair and rubbed his forehead, thinking about what to do later.

Things are a little helpless.

However, life must go on, and so must this job.

Taking a long breath, Lin Hao stood up and went out.

After changing his clothes and doing a simple haircut, Lin Hao, who was already somewhat handsome, looked particularly charming with his clothes and expression.

"Hey, it's good morning, let's go together~"

"Well, morning."

Nodding in response to the man in the same suit and tie who appeared from the corridor on the right, Lin Hao had a smile on his face.

"Look at that iceberg face, tsk tsk, but a lot of customers are just like you~ It's not just for work~"

The man with a somewhat feminine face was holding one hand on the elevator door, waiting for Lin Hao while teasing him, and swept Lin Hao's whole body with ambiguous eyes.

"Thank you for going to the fourth floor."

Ignoring the man's teasing, Lin Hao went in and found that the button was blocked by him, so he spoke directly.

"Are you having another guest? I think you are too popular, right?"

"Nothing compared to Ai Pei."

"Yes, yes, chatting with you is more boring than chatting with ice cubes." The man obviously didn't want to do this. He said a lot. Lin Hao only said a few words of chatting, waved his hand to indicate that he wanted to stop the conversation, and then pressed

The second floor below and the fourth floor below.

Then in the small elevator, neither man made a sound.

"Ding dong——"

"Well, I'm leaving~ Mr. Mu must~ use~ force~ very hard~"

Ai Mo watched the elevator slowly close, and said goodbye to Lin Hao with a smile, which was too ambiguous.

Ai Mo, a pseudonym. Many people here use pseudonyms, whether they are working here or customers who come here to spend money. So Lin Hao also has another name here, which is Mu, with the word "mu".

"So active..."

When the elevator was completely closed, Lin Hao said softly.

It's not that he doesn't want to be active, like he was up there, but the atmosphere here and his work really make it impossible for him to be active.

Perhaps, he was rejecting it in his heart and did not want Lin Hao to be affected by this place at all.
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