At three o'clock in the morning, in the general manager's office of Nanhai Gonglan Private Club, the night woman closed the computer.
The gentleman who had been standing behind her sat back on the sofa thoughtfully and lit a cigar.
"Brother, what do you think? It seems that Zhu Tong is really going to quit the world."
"Are you sure he only has a million with him?" asked the gentleman.
"That's for sure. Although he earned a lot in the past, he also spent a lot of money. When he left Shandong, he gave Master Zhu three million. Now he doesn't have a lot of money to use." The night woman also lit a cigarette and painted on it.
Zhu Koudan's fingers were slender and smooth, and he slowly blew out a string of smoke rings; "Brother, can't you consider other candidates? Zhu Tong will not accept the position of executor."
"He will accept it, but it will take time." The gentleman knocked on the table a few times; "A small fortune depends on hard work, and a big fortune depends on fate. Zhu Tong is a person with strong needs, and people in the world will return to the world sooner or later. He does not rely on the world.
In this society, sooner or later, things will fall apart. Love is a luxury for Jianghu people, and they need time to see through it. I was not the one who chose him, and we are just the executors of his fate. He got the Phoenix Mask, which is good.
,very good."
The woman at night was curious, but she didn't ask who made the choice: "What should we do now? Just watch him waste time."
"Time is wasted. Donghai Investment can start operations; you lay the foundation for it first, it could be one year at the earliest or two years at the earliest. Zhu Tonghui will take the initiative to come to you."
"How can you be so sure? I think Zhu Tong has fallen into the peach blossom circle this time. The little girl is getting more and more beautiful. He won't get tired of it so quickly."
"I never said he would get tired of it. Third sister, Su Ye is different from you. She is the woman in a man's dream. I wish Tong a very lucky man; but Su Ye is a police officer. Do you know what this means?"
"What? You men all like that kind of woman?" The night woman puffed out her breasts, showing her plumpness and sex appeal.
"Zhu Tong is deceiving himself now. No matter how hard he tries, it will be in vain. Su Ye cannot be deceived by him for a long time." The gentleman shook his head slightly: "Third sister, you are the red wine at the banquet, Su Ye
It is a sumptuous meal. She can entrust all the dreams that men have for Chinese women. Compared with her, you are a little thin. This is the difference between you. You can't be too emotional. Police officers are a special group of people in China. Their
Spouses must undergo strict scrutiny, do you think Zhu Tong’s current identity can withstand the scrutiny of a microscope?”
"Li Xiang, his name is so ideal." The night woman smiled; "Will he fall badly?" She didn't seem to care about the gentleman's praise of Su Ye, maybe because of confidence, maybe because of disbelief.
"No, we have to try our best to help him in his acting. You can show some strength in front of him and let Zhu Tong know our existence. When the time comes, he will come to us for help. Zhu Tong is very energetic and can do anything, but
He lacks the foundation; the government is Tathagata Buddha, he is just a monkey, no matter how high he jumps, it is useless."
"Monkey? She looks very much like him." The night woman smiled, but then said dissatisfiedly: "It's me showing up again, brother, what are you doing?"
The gentleman was a little sleepy and put out his cigar: "I have to go back and let Ken continue to take care of him. I have an appointment with Elder Mei for tea at noon tomorrow. He is very depressed when he comes back this time and is very dissatisfied with Zhu Tong. There is a flight to Paris in the afternoon.
, I'll take that bus. Taoist Zhu is also at Elder Mei's place. You can go there in a few days. He was seriously injured this time, don't you care?"
"Hey! Brother, what do you think I am?" The woman at night blushed slightly.
"Don't lie to yourself, you will never forget him; Bamboo Taoist is no better than Zhu Tong, he doesn't have many vulnerable moments. Third sister, this is an opportunity, you must seize it; if you miss this time, I can't help you anymore."
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The woman at night looked at the cigarette in her hand and said nothing for a long time. The gentleman stood up and said, "I'm going."
"You were the one who let me get close to the Bamboo Taoist Priest. What should I do now? Brother, you can't be so cruel." Tears flowed from Ye woman's face.
"However, I didn't ask you to fall in love with Taoist Bamboo, nor did I ask you to leave him. You have to walk the road yourself. You can't blame others, and you can't blame Taoist Bamboo either. Between wealth and glory and simple pastoral life, it is completely your own choice. There is no choice.
People force you. As you can see, Zhu Tong has changed. He wants to withdraw from the world for Su Ye, which shows that he has deep feelings this time. He is no longer the prodigal and lone wolf before. There is no possibility between you.
Third sister, consider Taoist Bamboo. He is not the little Taoist he used to be. He is now the head of the second-grade Taoist sect. His current purity of scenery may be due to you. Men are mountains and women are water.
Or---you can experience it yourself."
The gentleman left, the night woman's body disappeared under the executive desk, and soft sobs sounded in the room.
It was also three o'clock in the morning when Zhu Tong returned to the apartment in Zijin Haoyuan Community.
After the Butterfly God woke up, insomnia came again. Zhu Tong couldn't find the feeling of sleep. The Butterfly God couldn't rest for a moment in Yintang Point. Its wings kept beating and buzzing, but it wasn't tired at all.
Zhu Tong has a copy of "Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Ghosts" at hand. It is said that this set of acupuncture techniques was passed down by Sun Simiao. It is a kind of acupuncture handed down from the folk with a mysterious magical background; "Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Ghosts"
It is specially used to treat evil diseases; almost all common acupuncture books quote this set of acupuncture methods.
He is not reading books to prepare for his future job at the Marine Hospital. Little liars would never do things like sharpen their guns in battle, and they don’t have the heart to do so. He may not have much knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine, but his skills in using acupuncture points should be better than those of older people.
Most acupuncturists are clever. Zhu Tong believes that the butterfly god in his body is also an evil god. He bought this book in a Qingdao bookstore just to find a way to escape.
What is circulated in the world is incomplete. This book "Thirteen Needles of the Ghost Gate" records a lot of acupuncture techniques. But Zhu Tong knows that using acupuncture is only for superficial effects, while moving qi and inner breath are the key. However, this book only contains superficial techniques.
, there are very few descriptions of the mind.
After Zhu Tong read through "Thirteen Needles at the Gate of Hell", he tried five needles on himself, but for no apparent reason, he actually fell asleep.
I only slept in darkness. When I woke up, I saw a group of people around me, including Huang Hai, Ye Er, Duo Hua, and several doctors in white coats.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Tong asked strangely.
"Let me ask you, what happened?" Huang Hai asked seriously.
When Zhu Tong saw tears still hanging on Ye'er's face, she felt distressed and wanted to reach out to wipe them away, but she couldn't even lift her arms.
A doctor stretched out his hand and pulled out the needle on his head. Zhu Tongcai felt his body relax. He turned over and sat up and thought about it. It turned out that he had stabbed himself down. He couldn't help but laugh: "It's nothing. I'm experimenting with acupuncture. Doctor, yes."
I can’t help it anymore, I’m a Chinese medicine practitioner.”
"No wonder, it turns out we are colleagues. Be careful in the future and don't experiment with acupuncture alone. If you hadn't seen this book, it would have scared people to death. Okay, let's go."
Huang Hai sent the doctors away, and Ye Ercai hit him: "It's all you who made me look embarrassed."
"Yes, just now Sister Ye'er------." Duohua started to speak but was blocked by Ye'er.
Huang Hai came back and warned Zhu Tong: "This is the first time I've seen Ye'er cry so painfully. Li thought, I don't care if you live or die. If something like this happens again, hum! Only a ghost can save you."
"It's my fault, Ye'er. I'm sorry for making you worry about me." Zhu Tong pulled Ye'er over heartily; "I will never let you cry because of me again."
"It's nothing, I'm just scared. No one answered the call------." Ye'er said and started crying again.
Duohua pulled Huang Hai out and closed the door; Zhu Tongcai held Ye'er's face in his hands: "Cry, cry. After this time, don't cry anymore."
"I want to cry, I want to cry------well------."
The two pairs of lips touched each other, and Ye'er closed her eyes and sobbed in response to Zhu Tong's passionate kiss.
Damn the thirteen stitches in the ghost gate, which almost killed me, and the checkup scared Ye'er to death; Zhu Tong hugged the soft body tightly, Ye'er was everything in his life at this moment, the little liar didn't know what to do,
What can I do to be worthy of such a gift?
After a long time, Ye'er finally pushed him away and stared at him foolishly: "You said you wouldn't do this again, does that count?"
"It counts, I swear." Zhu Tong put Ye'er's hand on her chest and let her feel her heartbeat; "I will definitely get an acupuncture when you are by my side."
"Scare me again;" Ye'er smiled and wiped away her tears; "Do all of you Chinese medicine practitioners need to prick yourselves with needles?"
"Of course, only after you try it yourself can you know how the patient feels and the effect."
"Ah, you are so great." Ye'er praised, and Zhu Tong's face immediately turned red; not shy, but ashamed.
The little liar was feeling the taste of greatness when Ye'er took out a bamboo tube from under the pillow and asked curiously: "What is this?"
"This is it." Zhu Tong took it, opened it and poured out two pupae. "It's medicine, but it's also insects. In spring, they may turn into butterflies and fly away."
"It's so magical." Ye'er picked up a pill and held it in front of her eyes for a closer look. "It can also be used as medicine?"
"Beauty, you see Duohua is so beautiful, she has been eating this since she was a child; Duohua's mother can raise butterflies." Zhu Tong thought and said, he didn't know what the medicinal effects of butterfly pupae were. Butterflies can be sold for money, but
I know.
"Is it delicious?" Zhu Tong didn't notice, but Ye'er had already stuffed the chrysalis into his mouth and tasted it gently; "Huh, it's sweet, a little sour."
Zhu Tong didn't expect that Ye'er, who always loved cleanliness, would eat such a thing and looked at her blankly.
"What are you looking at? Wouldn't your girlfriend be pretty? Let me get up. You haven't eaten all day, and I'll make you a bowl of noodles."
Only then did Zhu Tong realize that Ye'er was pressed under him. She was still wearing a police uniform, and her boat-shaped hat was thrown on the other side of the round bed; a faint girly body fragrance emanated from her neckline, and her plump breasts were under the police uniform;
The waist is slender and the legs are long and tight; what a temptation this is.