Outside the semi-submersible - Jianghu Confused Shadow Butterfly Tsing Yi
When it was time to get off work, Zhu Tong walked out of the gate of Ocean Hospital.
A black Audi A4 passed by on the street, the window rolled open, and Mei Lanting greeted with a smile:
"Director Li, can I treat you to dinner?
"Isn't that good? There are two of you, and I am the only one. You know, I am a very honest and good man."
The little liar pretended to hesitate, because there was a woman sitting next to Mei Lanting.
The woman among women, the eighth-grade orchid eldest sister, the night lady Liu Yilan.
"Don't worry, the two of us will only eat you half to death and save half of your life so that we can deal with Officer Su." Liu Yilan smiled charmingly.
Zhu Tong had no choice but to open the back door and sit in. He was not afraid of being eaten, but he was afraid of leaking the bottom.
"Do you need me to call Miss Su?" Mei Lanting drove the car and turned around to smile at Zhu Tong.
"Okay, I was just thinking about what to say to Ye'er."
Zhu Tong pushed the boat along, but Mei Lanting said "hum" and could only pick up the phone.
"Ye'er, guess where I am? Geez, you are so smart. Li Xiang is in the car. I want to ask him for help. A friend is sick and Western medicine is useless. Let him go and have a look. Don't be modest.
, if Dr. Li had no ability, he would be so obsessed with the beautiful Ye'er that she would cry to death by the Tuojiang River? Okay, okay, I won't say it anymore. In fact, it's a dead horse being treated as a living horse doctor. That friend of mine, I
I don’t have much hope. Okay, Ye’er wants to talk to you.”
Zhu Tong answered the phone, and Ye Er's gentle voice came: "Are you okay?"
"Okay, what about you, are you off work?"
"I was thinking about you. I was going to cook for you. Since I was invited, I'm going home. My sister will drive in the car the day after tomorrow. I won't say more, don't be too tired, go back and rest early, and don't drink."
"I know." Zhu Tong handed the phone back to Mei Lanting. Mei Lanting turned around and said, "That's so sweet. Zhu Tong, how long are you going to keep this secret from her?"
"If possible, I hope it will be forever, forever."
"How far is forever? I don't believe it. Is the false always more solid than the true?"
Zhu Tong immediately changed his expression and replied bluntly: "Sister Liu, if anyone is causing trouble behind, I will let him know which is more real, regret or eternity."
"Forget it, I'm too lazy to mind your business. Sister Lanting wants you to be a witness, and she only believes in you." Liu Yilan felt bored and turned around with a snort. Although she still had bright eyes and white teeth, in Zhu Tong's eyes she was
Lost the power of temptation.
The atmosphere in the car became heavy, and the three of them said nothing. Mei Lanting played a piece of folk music, which was exactly the fairy song performed by Ma Ye and the Bamboo Taoist Priest - Bamboo Stone Rain.
The back seat of the Audi A4 is narrow and definitely not as comfortable as the front seat. Zhu Tong simply lay half-ly on the back seat like he did when he went to Suzhou the day before yesterday. Although it was unsightly, it was very comfortable and he could enjoy the works of these two worldly masters.
Mei Lanting arrived at the gallery. After parking the Audi A4, Zhu Tong sat up and saw a RV parked outside the gallery; a black Mercedes-Benz 600, with a well-dressed driver in his fifties sitting in the driver's seat.
At the assistant's desk, there is also a bright-eyed woman in her thirties, picturesque and shrewd.
She must be another orchid. When she saw Liu Yilan, she took out an exquisite black leather suitcase from the Mercedes-Benz and handed it over. It was very big and seemed to have a lot of things inside.
The night was dark, and the rain was still pattering slowly. Zhu Tong was very dissatisfied with the rain in the southern city; if such rain fell on the beautiful mountains and rivers, it would be a little hazy. Zhu Tong thought that the rhythm of the city
Suitable for showers, they come happily and go ruthlessly, so lingering, very hypocritical and boring.
Mei Lanting's gallery has a simple and clear appearance. Two young girls in cheongsam stand by the door. They themselves are the scenery.
The interior is decorated with rich colors; a partition divides the gallery into two corridor-shaped display areas on the left and right. On the left are large and small oil paintings; on the right corridor are Chinese landscape paintings, with simple solid wood doors, carriage wheels, and wild
Animal specimens and peacock feathers are therefore considered exquisite and elegant.
Mei Lanting's office was at the back, a very small room that barely accommodated a table and two leather chairs. It was a bit crowded; out of politeness, Zhu Tong, the only male, could only stand there.
"Can we start?" Liu Yilan opened the black suitcase, took out a thick stack of documents, and quickly divided it into three parts; "According to Miss Mei's opinion, our lawyer has made changes, you can take a look again."
Liu Yilan also handed a copy to Zhu Tong: "You are a witness, a representative of Jianghu, take a look."
Zhu Tong took a look at it and found that he was very sensitive to such things because he had done a lot of homework before. Looking at the terms, Liu Yilan's terms for Mei Lanting were very loose. The vice president canceled it and only sent an accountant.
Supervise financial transactions.
"Eight million buys 30% of the shares, which does not include the property rights of the house. It will not interfere with your management; Miss Mei, you have encountered a boy who is throwing away money."
"This is called venture capital. I believe with Ms. Mei Lanting's vision and experience, Lanting Gallery will definitely become the most influential gallery in Shanghai." Liu Yilan signed her name on the document and stamped it; Mei Lanting also signed
Add your name and stamp.
It was Zhu Tong's turn: "You should know that I am a charlatan. Do you believe in the credibility of the liar?"
"I believe in the credibility of Zhumen." Liu Yilan said, then looked at Mei Lanting: "Miss Mei believes it too, right?"
Mei Lanting wanted to laugh, but couldn't: "I believe Zhu Tong, he is not a liar."
"Okay, I'll sign it. Let's talk first. If you have any disputes, don't come to me. Let the court decide first."
The little liar wrote his name: Zhu Tong. He took a careful look at the stamp under Liu Yilan's name, which read the words Donghai Investment.
Weird, when Ma Ye came to the small town in Shandong, didn't he go to the old liar to discuss cooperation on behalf of Donghai Investment? The condition was that he would be the executor of Donghai Investment; could Liu Yilan be the executor now?
"Some people don't make a lot of money to become a doctor, so they have to give me an advantage; Zhu Tong, Miss Mei Lanting, this is our first investment business from Donghai Investment. I hope we can have a happy cooperation."
Liu Yilan took out another bottle of champagne from the black suitcase, twisted her orchid fingers lightly, and pulled out the tight cork.
This also requires skill. The little liar estimates that Liu Yilan's training skills are no worse than his own.
What else is in the suitcase? The little liar glanced at it...
Mei Lanting took out three tall glasses and poured golden liquid into them: "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
There is a quiet Western restaurant on the bank of the Huangpu River. Because of its elegant environment, the chef has a high nose and is picky about the guests, so the price is expensive.
After Donghai Investment signed the contract with Lanting Gallery, a simple celebration meeting was held here.
Louis XIII was ordered by Mei Lanting, and Liu Yilan seemed to be a regular customer here. The blue-eyed waiter brought out a bottle of Blue Label for her to check. There was still half a bottle in it.
Zhu Tong didn't like foreign wine, so Liu Yilan ordered a bottle of Liquor for him, which was the only white wine in this restaurant.
Mei Lanting was very lonely and not at all excited about receiving an investment of eight million.
Liu Yilan drank elegantly and added some ice to dilute the taste of the wine; while Mei Lanting refused the waiter's suggestion and clinked glasses with Zhu Tong one after another, finishing the entire bottle of strong brandy before it was over.
"Are you sending Miss Mei back?" Liu Yilan asked Zhu Tong worriedly, handing over a blue card; "I still have something to do, you can come find me here in the future."
The card is heavy to buy, with Nanhai Gonglan's badge embossed on the top, and a series of numbers below: 75243168; the beginning is LH in capital letters.
"With this card, you can spend unlimited money there; Nanhai Gonglan is my personal property."
Liu Yilan said with a smile.
"I've seen this string of numbers, does it have any special meaning?" Zhu Tong was of course surprised. Not to mention the splendor of the private club in Nanhai Gonglan, Wang Juefei was a member of it; the value of this card alone was definitely not
a small number.
"Sometimes it makes sense. To you, it's just a string of numbers. Let me tell you some good news. Your senior brother will be out in two months."
"What should I do to you? Sister Liu."
"Call me Yilan or Miss Liu. It's not you who calls me eldest sister."
The Mercedes-Benz slid over and Liu Yilan got in with her assistant waiting on her. She stretched out her hand and said, "Goodbye, my little lover."
Mei Lanting was swaying in the Audi A4. Zhu Tong had no choice but to move her to the passenger seat and sit in the driving position. He had drank quite a lot today and was already half drunk. It was dangerous to control the Audi A4.
, I almost hit the rear of the car in front of me several times; fortunately, I didn’t encounter the police.
This is not the worst. After sending Mei Lanting into the apartment, the disaster began.
After Mei Lanting drank a glass of water, he suddenly woke up and pulled Zhu Tong to prevent him from leaving.
"Shall I sing a few lines for you? Well, I haven't sung it for a long time and I'm afraid I'll forget it."
Only then did Zhu Tong remember that Mei Lanting was a disciple of the sixth-grade Meiyuan. Out of curiosity about this sect, he stayed and sat on the sofa in the living room to wait.
Mei Lanting's apartment was a duplex structure, with five rooms upstairs and downstairs. After making sure that Zhu Tong would not leave secretly, Mei Lanting ran upstairs.
The lights suddenly went out, leaving only a spotlight in the middle of the living room, illuminating a circle.
The metal speaker in the corner of the room suddenly started up, and the sound of clappers, silk and bamboo, and drum beats came from the speakers.
A classical beauty appeared upstairs, as if she were walking on the stage. Her light azure floral costume was close-fitting, simple and bright. Mei Lanting fluttered her sleeves and danced under the spotlight, with a strange and ancient elegance.
Charming, the little liar is filled with admiration for the amazing talent and stunning beauty.
Mei Lanting seemed to be awake, singing along with the gentle and low-pitched sound of silk and bamboo, melodious and melodious in a continuous ups and downs that seemed to be discontinuous and continuous. She sang from a high pitch to a low pitch, and her expression became gloomy.
At this moment, Mei Lanting looked charming and innocent. Zhu Tong had no interest in opera and couldn't hear clearly what she was singing. But Mei Lanting's eyes were vivid, stirring up the heart of a young girl when she meets her sweetheart, the sorrow of lovesickness, and the dreams.
The sadness and desolation after the break are vividly displayed; the beautiful voice flowing in the air makes the eyes even more like a nightmare, which makes the little liar like a dream.
"Outside the setting sun, on the edge of the fragrant grass, no one has a lonely parent anymore. It's twenty-eight years of the slave year, and there are no flowers hidden in the leaves in the wind. I sigh for the return of spring, and I catch a glimpse of your graceful wind and spirit. Without him, I will be with you.
Cut the candle and face the wind, chatting at the west window."
When the lights went out, Zhu Tong understood the last sentence. Mei Lanting had sat in his arms and whispered in a melodious tune, reciting authentic Mandarin.
The tip of her fragrant lips and tongue slid towards Zhu Tong's ear, and her soft breath blew the down. Mei Lanting's two rows of jade teeth gently bit Zhu Tong's earlobe, and the tip of her tongue penetrated into the ear to lick it.
The Butterfly God was half drunk, but now he was even more excited than Zhu Tong, waving his wings and spinning violently; the sound of the rustling wind blew through his mind, filling his mind with male passion.
The Tsing Yi was so thin that it could not cover the girl's hot skin; the numb and itchy feeling was unbearable for the little liar, and Mei Lanting's rapid breathing sounded close to her ears, as well as the sweet tongue's tactful squirming words.
"Where have we met before? We look so similar to each other. How could we have said nothing about the benefits of meeting each other so long ago? How could we be so cruel. Senior brother, isn't Lanting worthy of your embrace and pity?" The girl's body fragrance wrapped her around, and Butterfly God is even more excited.
Zhu Tong endured it again and again, and finally his reason collapsed, and he tightened his arms around Mei Lanting.
She looked strong, but was as soft as cotton at the beginning; heavy breathing sounded in the darkness; the two people hugged and tore up and down the sofa.
The lights came on again, and the green clothes were scattered aside; Mei Lanting covered his eyes shyly, as if he were a lamb about to be slaughtered, and his flawless white body was nakedly displayed in front of Zhu Tong's eyes.
The girl leaning in his arms had a very even figure, delicate and smooth skin, graceful curves, a flat and smooth lower abdomen, and round and slender legs. Zhu Tong felt heavy guilt and felt distressed. After all, she was Mei Lanting.
Zhu Tong snorted, and Mei Lanting struggled up and was bitten hard on his chest. Annoyed, Zhu Tong slapped her naked back and leaned over her.
"Master Zhu, I hope you will take pity on Lanting."
It turns out that I was mistaken by this girl for a bamboo Taoist priest.
Zhu Tong woke up, bit the tip of his tongue to resist the delicious food, and reluctantly stood up, finding his clothes from the chaos.
Mei Lanting, still with her eyes closed, came over and whispered softly: "Mr. Zhu, please put out the lights, okay?"
"Okay!" Zhu Tong grabbed the water cup and poured half a cup of cold water on Mei Lanting: "See clearly, I am not a bamboo Taoist priest."
After saying that, he grabbed the green clothes to cover Mei Lanting, carried him into the bedroom, threw him into the soft bed, and lifted up the soft quilt to cover him. Although he was a little reluctant, he finally reduced the temptation to the minimum.
Mei Lanting stretched out his head from under the pillow and looked carefully: "I know you are Zhu Tong."
"Then why is he called Zhujun?"
"This is my business, do you care?"
"I care a lot."
Mei Lanting thought about it, blushed and said, "Then I'll call you Zhu Tong."
"Miss Mei, what do you think of me?" Zhu Tong walked outside to get dressed; "I am who I am, not someone else's substitute."
"Wait a minute." Mei Lanting heard the sound of the door opening and ran out in Tsing Yi. "What do you want? Do you want me to call you Li Xiang? Don't forget, in Ye'er's eyes, you are not you, you are Li Xiang." Doctor Li, isn’t that acting?”
Zhu Tong felt dizzy, turned around and looked at Mei Lanting, opening his mouth but unable to speak any words.
"True or false, do you care so much? You don't go out to act. Think about it carefully. You are Zhu Tong, a lone wolf with a thousand faces, the most famous liar in the world. You are not a noble Chinese medicine practitioner, nor a member of the Ocean Hospital. Deputy Director. What's fake is fake. How about the Kunqu Opera Qingyi I just sang? Is it beautiful? Is it real? Is it tempting? Talented and beautiful women also have to live in reality. Can you deceive Ye'er for a lifetime? Is it really possible in Li Xiang's world? Sleepwalking all your life? Ye'er is smart and will see through your hypocrisy sooner or later."
The thin Tsing Yi, half cotton and half silk, could not cover Mei Lanting's slim curves. When she said these words, her voice was also soft.
Zhu Tong watched her approach step by step absent-mindedly. The girl's fragrance filled his nostrils. She held hands and walked back to the bedroom. She was pressed down on the soft bed. Mei Lanting opened her chest and pressed Zhu Tong's hand on her head.
On the soft protrusion.
"The actor is ruthless, just because we know that it is not love. Don't forget, you are a wanderer. I like the bamboo Taoist priest, but I know that is impossible. There is no room for me in his world; and you are the same
, Ye'er will leave you sooner or later, she belongs to another world."
Mei Lanting whispered, and with soft and boneless fingers, he gently untied Zhu Tong's clothes, turned off the lights, and wrapped them around him.
"Be gentle, Mr. Zhu." The last sound was Qing Yi's faintest murmur.