Gossip King

"Come on, drink."

Sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, simply set up a table, only a few of them, the old man is at ease together.

Jian Xiaoshan dragged his shoes, Lao Hang was roasting meat, Gao Leng slightly squinted his eyes to watch the dusk, and the sound of a motorcycle came from a distance, and the fat man rode in on the motorcycle whizzing in, and the sunset was relaxing.

"Hehe." The old man glanced at Fatty, then turned his head to look at Gao Leng and Xiao Shan, and laughed: "We are here now, it's cool."

Really survived.

Gao Leng became the head of the Star Group from the paparazzi, and the others were also furious.

"As soon as I entered the Starlight Group building, a bunch of people immediately shouted good morning to me. At first I was not used to it. To be honest, I am now used to it..." The old man said this with emotion. Qian: "There are a few reporters who bowed when they saw me and bowed when they saw me. I told them several times, but they still kept crowing."

When Lao Diao was still a driver, although some reporters didn't know how to deal with him, it was common to call drivers around, especially some younger ones.

Drivers are the lowest-level service personnel among the employees of Starlight Group.

I can remember to put a cigarette on the old hanging, and then shout to hang up brother, I really didn't treat the old hanging as an outsider, very few, just so few. High cold count as one.

"So never look down on others. They didn't expect that the driver of the year would become the hanging master." The fat man walked over with his butt. When he said this, his face was darkened, and finally he sighed and shook. Shaking his head: "Mu Qing doesn't just think that I..."

Having said that, the fat man didn't go any further, he raised his head and took a sip of wine. Although he had made a break in blocking Mu Qing, it would not work for the fat man to look at his character after breaking up, he was not a gentleman.

Here in the fat man, the woman who betrayed him, if you are well, it is sunny, this is shit, in his world, if you are well, oh fuck.

But even though he was decisive, Fatty still had a sorrow about Mu Qing's departure.

"You are now the number one celebrity of the Star Group, how many little girls want to dominate you? Fatty, what are you innocent about here? I heard that the new singer in Hong Kong, Youyou, is your new girlfriend." Jian Xiaodan quipped.

The fat man scratched his head embarrassedly: "What new girlfriend is an ordinary friend, an ordinary friend...just an ordinary friend playing games in the room..."

If you can let a fat man admit that he is a girlfriend, he is still in love with Qing. After breaking up with Mu Qing, Fatty played more frequently.

"Don't tell me, drink." The fat man sat next to Xiao Shan, and clinked glasses with Xiao Shan: "A deep feeling of boredom, not drunk or returning."

Jian Xiaoshan hesitated and looked at Gao Leng.

The drink volume of the small order is ok, but is it really not drunk? These people are all drunk, and there will be no one in Minger Star Group.

"Today is a special day. Drink it. You won't be drunk or go home." Gao Leng said with a slightly strange expression.

Today is the death day of his mother.

Gao Leng took a deep breath, raised his head and drank a can, looking at the sunset in the distance, like the sunset in his hometown.

"Old man, how do you feel when you return home." Gao Leng asked.

"Very good." The old man brought the grilled skewers over and said while drinking: "I, take the bonus you gave me, and share the money with the brothers in our family, let them repair the house, and pay back I gave my old mother a face-saving birthday banquet. Don’t you know, I set up five stages! Also, the old plum at the entrance of the village..."

Old Diaomo spoke horizontally, Gao Leng fell into thought, drinking one can after another.

I miss my hometown, from the bottom of my heart.

I want to go back home to see, but in my heart...

I always feel that when I go back with someone else’s skin, it is impossible to go to my own house for no reason. I can only pass by and have a look. I can only pretend that I don’t know my relatives.

They are no longer their offspring, and the feeling that Mingming is here but cannot be recognized is indescribable.

"Boss, your hometown is in the imperial capital. You are a native of the imperial capital. Didn't your ancestor leave any land for you?" the old man asked.

The former lord Gao Leng was a native of the imperial capital, but he was actually from Hunan.

"Well, I am from the imperial capital, and I didn't have any house left." Gao Leng returned vaguely, took another sip of wine, and made up his mind as he watched the sky full of sunrise: go back to his hometown.

Even if you are like a stranger, you can just stand outside the door and have a look, then go to see your parents, go to the grave, and find another opportunity to give your relatives some money, and solve the problem at home.

Just like Lao Diao, when he was so promising, he helped the family.

Now people like this are called Phoenix males, derogatively speaking, they are talking about the dolls who came out of the countryside, and finally have a certain foundation in society, and then a bunch of poor relatives in the family need relief.

It is said that marrying a man does not marry a Phoenix man.

But Gao Leng thinks that if you have the ability to support your family's relatives, why not? This is a very happy thing, but it is a thing that represents virtue.

In ancient times, it was called filial piety, affection, and righteousness.

After modern times, he became a Phoenix man.

"Lao Diao, you gave your brother so much money, don't you have any problems with Diao's wife?" the fat man asked.

"She's a mother-in-law, what's your opinion?" The old lady waved his hand disapprovingly. He didn't know what Phoenix males or Phoenix males were. He only knew that his old lady made up his mind about big things at home, and nothing happened to women.

"Xiao Shan, where is your hometown?" The fat man Xu had been drinking too much and asked.

"This meat is delicious." Xiao Shan lowered his eyes, his eyes were very lonely, he raised his neck and drank after speaking without answering his words.

"Next month, you will go to Hunan with me. You arrange your work and make time." Gao Leng said to Xiao Shan.

"Hunan?" Xiao Shan raised his eyes: "We don't have a project in Hunan? Where are we going to do?"

"You'll know when you go. I will ask you to help me deal with things when the time comes. I don't worry about leaving this to someone else." Gao Leng took away the small list of wine: "Don't drink too much, the girl drinks Too much is not good."

The three of them drank all night, but Xiaodan didn’t drink much. Fortunately, she didn’t drink much. Fatty and Lao Diao drank too much and it was really troublesome to wait for him. The old Dang was okay, so he called the waiter to get him in the room and fell asleep. , Which is just vomiting on the ground.

The fat man was in a big trouble. He was a drunkard, jumping, shouting, and taking off his clothes, making the waiter miserable. Gao Leng was very quiet. He sat on the sofa under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree and looked into the distance. It seemed that the noise behind him had nothing to do with him. He stared at the south in a daze.

After Xiao Shan was busy with Lao Hang and Fatty, the sun hadn't set, so she walked to Gao Leng's side, only Gao Leng closed her eyes.

Xiao Shan looked at the bottles left near the sofa. The few of them drank beer first, then red wine, and finally white wine. The high coldness was always the case, and it was estimated that he accounted for half of the bottles on the floor.

"Drinking so much, it looks drunk." Xiao Shan muttered and looked at Gao Leng again.

I saw Gao Leng lying on the sofa with his hands behind his head, breathing well and closing his eyes.

"The boss..." The waiter yelled and ran over: "The room is ready, I still need me..."

"Keep it down." Xiao Shan stopped quickly, and she waved her hand: "No need, please go ahead and stop making noise."

After the waiter left, Xiao Shan gently sat on the head of the sofa, took a pu fan and gently fanned Gao Leng to prevent mosquito bites.

"It's okay to get drunk and rest. During this time, he was too hard." Compared with asking the waiter to take the fat man to the room, Xiao Shan was reluctant to wake Gao Leng, she thought, and wiped Gao Leng's sweat. .

The sun is fading.

Gao Leng didn't actually fall asleep. He closed his eyes and thought about his own thoughts. Knowing that Xiao Shan was swaying the puff fan like this, it reminded him that when he was a child, it was such a summer day, such cicadas, and such a breeze. He was lying on his mother's feet, and her mother shook the cat fan one after another.

Gao Leng didn't open his eyes. He was afraid that they would be quiet. Xiao Shan would definitely not fan him again.

This feeling was too long, and it hit the softest place in Gao Leng's heart.

As the setting sun went down, the moonlight came up, Gao Leng just lay down, fanned by Xiao Dan's fan, and fell asleep. He breathed evenly.

"Why don't you wake up yet." Xiao Shan looked at Gao Leng, but did not wake him up.

Gao Leng was reluctant to stop Xiao Shan's fan, and Xiao Shan was also reluctant to have such a time: the man he had a crush on lay here, gently fanning him.

Only then did Xiao Shan dare to watch Gao Leng so unscrupulously.

Watching his forehead, nose, cheeks, lips, and the green scum on his face.

"You look a real man." Xiao Shan thought to himself, his eyes drifting to his arms and chest.

"The muscles are really strong," she thought.

"Huh? He is so muscular and tall. He must be very heavy. Wouldn't the girl be crushed to death by such a heavy person?" Suddenly, Xiao Shan came up with such an idea. Then, Jian Xiaodan was flushed with shame in an instant.

She quickly picked up the fan and fanned herself to cool down.

"What do you think about me." Xiao Shan bit his lip, and his eyes fell on the cold lips.

There is no one around, the moonlight is just right, and the fragrance of flowers permeates.

Xiao Shan slowly slid down and knelt down on the sofa. After first looking around and repeatedly making sure that no one was there, she boldly looked at Gao Leng carefully.

"It's so handsome." Xiao Shan exclaimed more than once, and his eyes fell on Gao Leng's lips again.

I wanted to kiss him secretly, but the idea came out, making Xiao Shan's heart beat high and high.

"Boss." Xiao Shan called him softly.

Gao Leng woke up in a daze.

Xiao Shan shook his fan and slept in the summer night, which made the homesick Gao Leng feel happy. Why do you get up? When I got up, I went back to my room to sleep, and let Xiao Dan fan for a while, and then sleep for a while, it would be too comfortable to sleep, Gao Leng thought.

So Gao Leng did not move, but continued to close his eyes.

"Boss, are you asleep?" Xiao Shan increased his voice.

Gao Leng remained motionless.

He really fell asleep... He slept so deeply... Xiao Shan bit his lip, his heart beating fiercely.

She immediately looked around again, there was no one, sure there was no one.

He didn't know if he kissed him, this opportunity was missed, and there will be no chance in the future, Xiao Shan breathed out softly.

The hands holding the pu fan were sweating finely.