"Is it because I wasn't so cool about the cup I just slapped?"

"Or my calm and gentle expression is not vivid enough?"

"Maybe - she didn't go into my heart at all, nor could she understand my vicissitudes!"

Tang Huan drove the second-hand Santana, put the steering wheel with one hand weakly, and waited for the red light boredly.

Delete the kiss scene?

That was not something that Tang Huan could make.

But Han Qinghe had made up his mind, and he was afraid there was no room for maneuver.

Tang Huan was a little regretful, but he also knew that this was an impossible task. He tried his best, but in the end he still returned in vain.

However, this trip was not a waste of work. At least Han Qinghe promised to give Sheng Tian a certain operating rights. In other words, some commercial activities that Han Qinghe didn't want to go to were related to music. Han Qinghe could give face to the stage.

And this so-called face alone will probably benefit tens of millions a year for Sheng Tian.

I can't say that my mood is depressed, but it is definitely not very good. You know, he beat Morin's bodyguard and completely offended the noble young man in the circle. Whether the other party will complain and whether his job can be saved. It's hard to say.

"Oh, Huanhuan, Huanhuan, I have told you not to be impulsive and to restrain yourself. Even if you are arrogant and charming, you can't keep a low profile under the roof?"

Tang Huan lit a cigarette and the phone beeped.

It was called by the beautiful boss Liu Mingzhu.

It was only three o'clock in the afternoon. It was obvious that he was not asking him to go home to watch the underwear show, but asked about his work.

"Cann be Molin already touched Sheng Tian, ​​Liu Mingzhu wants to take him to thunder, right?"

When he thought of this, Brother Huan was very upset. He let the death note ring constantly, but he just refused to answer.

After a while, the phone automatically hung up. But after only two intersections, the phone rang again.

Tang Huan was going to turn off the phone directly, but Yu Guang saw that the caller ID turned into someone else. He was still an old acquaintance.

After spitting out a sip of smoke, Tang Huan answered the phone.

"Hello."

The transmission from the other end of the phone seems relaxed, but it contains sincere emotions.

Just by sound, you can tell that the other person is not young.

"What are you looking for me in broad daylight? Don't you have to go to work?" Tang Huan said angrily.

"What kind of work are you going to do? A bunch of calves who are not promising can make you angry." The other side of the phone complained. "When will you come back to help me? You are the only one left in the first class. Do you really plan to waste a lot of youth outside?"

"A waste of youth?" Tang Huan was immediately unhappy and his butt was about to jump up. "It is a waste of youth that I rinse my shark fin now. I rinse my mouth with shark fins and make my appetizer. I ate air-carrying food and drink the immortal dew in the world. There are so many beauties around me, and I am happy and comfortable. Go back to your broken base and sleep on the iron bed and eat big pot rice? I said Lao Zhuang, you have harmed me for half of your life. Are you planning to let me go?"

The other end of the phone was silent for a while. After a long time, the voice rang again: "I know you feel depressed, and I did not handle that matter well-"

After a pause, Lao Zhuang continued, "I will open the door for you at any time. No matter when, as long as you are willing to come back, my position will be yours."

"Hang."

Tang Huan directly pressed off the phone. His eyes were a little gloomy and violent. He looked completely different from his usual exaggerated appearance.

...

In the RV, Molin had a blue face, held the red wine glass tightly in his palm, and cleaned it all.

"Why?" Morin asked the military bodyguard.

He had gauze on his forehead, which was just a skin trauma, which was not worth a visit to the hospital for military bodyguards.

"I'm not his opponent." The soldier's bodyguard shook his head with a serious expression.

"You can fight one with two." Morin does not pay attention to the so-called rules. As long as he can defeat the enemy, fight one with ten.

"Maybe it still can't be beaten." The bodyguard pursed his lips slightly.

"Can that kid be so powerful?" Morin didn't believe it.

When it comes to height, he is not as good as his bodyguard.

In terms of figure, I didn’t think Tang Huan was so strong.

In Morin's opinion, the bodyguard could break Tang Huan's old face with a punch.

The bodyguard smiled bitterly and said, "If I guessed correctly, he has also been a soldier. And he is not an ordinary soldier."

"How did you see it?" said Morinch.

"He said something. Don't touch his shoulder easily." The bodyguard said bitterly. "When I was conducting the special forces assessment, the instructor said that."

The bodyguards were unable to join the special forces brigade, so they unfortunately left the army.

But just now in Han Qinghe's studio, he probably met the former special forces soldier he longed for.

Morin sneered: "If he can fight, can he fight three or five, can he fight ten?"

The bodyguard opened his mouth and said nothing.

"He will definitely pay the price of bleeding." Morin said in a cold voice. "In Baicheng, no one dares to fight me!"

...

Tang Huan wandered aimlessly on the road. It was not until the classic car was almost out of gas that he slowly drove into the community parking lot. He was not in a hurry to go home, but walked directly to the nearby bar street.

When I got home, I was inevitably questioned by Liu Mingzhu. I simply solved my stomach first and then got drunk.

You must have the best time to have a happy life. Tang Huan was not a depressed person. Even death cannot shake it, let alone just a problem at work?

"You are so masculine with your eyebrows."

A bewitching bass sounded suddenly in his ears.

The sound is magnetic like a female host on the radio. In this bar with ambiguous lighting, it is enough to tease the hormones of most men.

Tang Huan raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the woman sitting beside him at some point.

Black tight dress, scarlet lip gloss, charming eyes, and the graceful perfume smell are all fatal temptations.

She was holding a cocktail in her hand, and her sitting posture was enchanting and exuding a strong sense of mystery.

"Sister Xiang, come to visit the shop again?" Tang Huan lit a cigarette and said casually.

"If you didn't come to this store to have fun often, I would probably have forgotten that this store is under my name." The woman who was called Sister Xiang spoke very much, but she was the truth.

Tang Huan didn't know Sister Xiang's background very well, but no one in the bar dared to chat with her for a woman as outstanding as her. Even a sneak peek seemed to be afraid of being cut into pieces.

This is enough to prove Sister Xiang’s strong background.

"Why give it to me? Let me feel the feeling of being a boss," Tang Huan joked.

"As long as you want, I will give you all three other bars and two KTVs on this street." Sister Xiang's eyes were as charming as silk, and a charming smile hung on the corners of her lips.

Tang Huan didn't believe that the pie fell from the sky, and even if it really fell, he wouldn't eat it. So he picked up the wine glass and drank it with Sister Xiang: "I'm just a small employee, and I can't bear such a big burden on my shoulders. Sister Xiang, don't fool me."

"I want to play tricks on you," Sister Xiang said charmingly. "It's a pity that you never give me a chance."

After a moment of pause, Sister Xiang suddenly put a snow-white arm on Tang Huan's shoulder: "I can't bear the burden, Sister Xiang's body should be fine, right?"
Chapter completed!