General Man: The Days Of My Youth Are Never Boring!

"Sir, you look a little troubled?"

"Indeed, how about two drinks with me?"

"Do you want beer or wine?"

"I brought it myself, and I will invite you to drink something good today."

Ah, it seems necessary to remind the boss to mark a "no bring your own drinks" at the door.

Seeing the wine bottle he took out from his pocket next to him, Su Muyang immediately found the topic: "I heard that a wine tasting party is being held recently?"

"Brother is quite well-informed, do you want to buy some willing stocks?"

"Thanks, but I'm not interested in jumping off buildings for the time being."

"It's not a bad stock, although it was ST a few years ago, but after this year's annual report solved the capital occupation, it is already about to flourish." Although these internal employees often complain about their own company, they are still unhappy when they hear the denial of their own company from others.

"I didn't mean to be embarrassed." Su Muyang still smiled, "I mean no matter what stocks, I don't have the financial resources to participate in it now." "

My old man just flew to Sichuan today," Su Muyang said, "and should have settled down in the art center by now." "

That's really fate, the tasting starts tomorrow," the man smiled brightly, "I hope your father will enjoy this event."

"He is not my father, I am a half-blood, my father is a Chinese, my mother is Japanese, originally I was also in China, for some reason they had to send me abroad and entrust the care of their friends."

"There is a difficult scripture in the family."

"You don't seem to be in a good mood, so let's talk about it?"

"Cooperation," the man shook his head, "it can only be said that only Chinese can experience the beauty of baijiu, foreigners are too pretentious." "

Well, it's more or less subjective.

"I won't discuss the content of cooperation, but business cooperation is not so easy to negotiate, isn't it, maybe you should have another drink with the other party, the other party is willing to let you come to negotiate, at least there is still a chance for things to turn around."

"Well... In fact, our goal is not only 711, tomorrow we will go to negotiate with the marketing manager of AEON, but today's unfavorable departure is still a little frustrating, after all, I am still full of confidence when I leave.

Although he did not directly boast about Haikou, he also said that he wanted to break through the Japanese market.

"We don't sell liquor here in Japan?"

"There may be Chinese and Korean products stores and Chinese restaurants, but you should not find them in supermarkets." While eating, he said, "Except for the green bamboo wine of the last century, even Moutai has not been able to make much storms in Japan."

"For most people, it's not easy to accept new things, so there are corresponding difficulties in opening a market and creating a situation." Su Muyang raised his cup, "I wish you all the best." "

Please."

"Classmate

Su, someone ordered Chinese food again!"

The visitor is also a part-time waiter and a student of Xiuzhiyuan, but compared to Su Muyang, a universal tool man, this golden-headed young man with fierce eyes is much simpler.

"Okay, Silver classmate, trouble you to take care of it here, I'll deal with it."

"Good."

"I think your boss should hire a few more Chinese." The guest also smiled and made a joke.

"I will truthfully respond to your demands to the boss, and see you again."

Walking out of the box, you can see that both the boss and other waiters are still busy.

It feels more like I'm lazy just now.

It was already past nine o'clock after finishing his part-time job, and after saying goodbye to Silver Miyuki, he carried the takeout box in the direction of his house, which was the meal given to his employees by the izakaya shop.

The night in Japan is naturally not comparable to China, but as a boy, he will not worry about whether he will encounter inexplicable punks to rob him.

But if there is such a female gangster, if she looks good, he may... Probably not a loss?

Of course, he wouldn't really think so, just talking to himself to make himself laugh.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly saw a familiar figure running out of the convenience store.

It was a girl, she looked a little flustered, seemed to be worried that she would not be able to catch up with important things in a hurry, and even gasped a little when she ran.

"Futaba?"

After all, he was the only person in the class who had communicated with him except Kato, and Su Muyang followed after a little thought.

"Futaba-san, what happened?"

He quickly caught up with her, but she didn't stop.

"It's nothing to do with you," she wanted to say, but changed her words, "My friend is in trouble, I know I shouldn't involve you, but if you're willing to help..."

"Then take these with you and go to the second floor of the inpatient department of the University of Tokyo Affiliated Hospital 203, the patient in that room is called Sakita Azusagawa, it is not far away, it should be quick for you to rush over."

Su Muyang took the pocket: "Is it okay for you to be outside alone?" If the patient is just hungry, then I suggest that he wait a little longer, for me to throw you on the road is even more unresponsible. Seeing

that Shuangye did not speak, Su Muyang added: "Don't rush to refuse, it's dangerous at night outside, you should think about yourself."

"Of course, there is another way, and that is for me to carry you."

"I refused, and actually proposed such a thing to a girl I just met, are you a pig's head?"

The disgust in her eyes was not concealed in the slightest.

"In that case, you have to slightly wronged your friend, and it shouldn't be a problem to wait a few more minutes, right?"

"Well, Azusa probably wouldn't mind."

(Azusa Chuan? [

Kono Master!] (

Master? [

The male protagonist of "The Young Pig-headed Boy Won't Dream of the Bunny Girl", in short, I don't know how many grades higher than An Yilun are in the world.] [

Upstairs, what is the cerebral palsy mentality of comparing An Yilun with the master?] [

Breath is shaky and cold, can you give the master a little respect.]

(Speaking of which, why call the master.)

[To put it simply, if I could learn a little bit of the master's skills, I wouldn't have been single for so long.] (

Ah this...

Although it was not early, the hospital was still brightly lit, and Su Muyang followed behind Shuangye and soon arrived at the ward.

On the white hospital bed lay a somewhat pale teenager, his chest wrapped in bandages, soaked in blood.

"You idiot, why don't you know to call a doctor when the wound is bleeding!"

"Futaba?" Seeing the girl walking towards him, Saki Azusakawa greeted too quickly but a little weakly, "Run..."