I Don’t Want To Be Popular

After playing for a while, the two lay down to rest.

Chen Chuan was scrolling through his phone and saw a question on Zhihu: "What's it like to have sex with your pretty drunk girlfriend online?"

Chen Chuan also frowned? Is this big data? How does the app know that he just had a drunken Wanwan relationship a few days ago? In line with the principle of passing on knowledge and solving doubts, he typed "shuashuashua" and described his last experience. Of course, he did not mention his and Wanwan's names, but only said "a certain female friend Q". Because Wanwan’s surname is Qing and her initials is Q, she is called Q in the answer.

The answer is written like this:

"Four nights ago, I returned to my hometown from other places. I drove my Bentley out for dinner at noon. In the afternoon, I went to my company for a walk and gave guidance to the front desk lady. She nodded her head non-stop and spoke very quickly. It’s fast and I’ve benefited a lot (I won’t go into details here. Next time someone asks me what it’s like to coach the front desk lady at my company, I’ll answer it in detail). I’ve been busy all afternoon and I feel very fulfilled, and so has the front desk lady. In the afternoon, I went to a Japanese restaurant and ate more than 40,000 yuan of food, then drove home and went to bed early. It was less than nine o'clock. Then I fell asleep and slept until two o'clock in the morning. I got up to drink water. I don’t know if the abalone is a bit salty, but I woke up from thirst anyway. After I got up, I looked at my phone and saw my female friend Q, who had just semi-established a relationship and had an in-depth communication last time. She posted a tweet late at night and said she was having trouble. I finally got to go home and sleep one night. When I saw...hehe, who was this girl drinking with until two o'clock in the middle of the night? The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep, so I just got up and went to look for her. When I was going out, I met my mother, and she Asked where I was going, I said my friend had something to do, but she wouldn't let me go out. I said to go find the girl, and she let me go. I went downstairs to the second phase of the community, went up to the floor where she lived, and opened her door. (I have the key. I rented the house to her for more than 1,000 square meters, and let her live in it for a friendship price of more than 2,000 yuan.) After the guard entered, I found the bedroom and saw her sitting on the floor, leaning against the big door. The bed was asleep, and the air was full of alcohol. I was angry at first, squatting down and asking her where she went to drink. She didn't wake up, so I patted her face, and she slowly opened her eyes. I was originally angry. The emotion dissipated when I saw her face. By the way, this female friend Q is very good-looking and used to be a very popular host of an e-sports program. She saw me and asked if I was dreaming? She also said You said something I didn’t understand. You can leave quickly. I’ll just stay here by myself. I originally wanted to ask her who she was drinking with so late, but seeing the flushed look on her drunken cheeks and the snow-white skin under her black dress, she was about to She looked naked, so I didn’t bother to ask so many questions. I just picked her up and pressed her on the bed. She was very cooperative. Maybe she was half drunk and half awake, but her instincts were still there, or rather her instincts were strong, and she actively cooperated with me to take off my clothes. Nenene... (please make up 30,000 words here)"

After answering, Chen Chuan glanced at it and clicked send.

He was very popular in the post, and immediately had hundreds of likes and comments.

On the side, Victoria asked: "What social app are you using?"

“Forcing call.

"Chen Chuan explained to the foreign girl.

The girl nodded: "I know, it's very similar to the Quora software we use."

Although this foreign girl is not very old, she is very well-behaved and sensible, and does not have the bad habits of younger domestic girls. I am criticizing A Min here.

After answering, Chen Chuan looked at his circle of friends again.

Victoria rested her head on Chen Chuan's shoulder, watching from the side, and suddenly exclaimed: "Huh? This girl... looks familiar, I've seen her before!"

"Huh? Who? Her?" Chen Chuan was stunned and pointed to a photo.

The girl in the photo took a selfie in the subway station in the morning under the morning sun. It can be seen that she did not turn on the beauty function, but her skin is still supple and her appearance is above the line. She is a proper oriental beauty.

"Well, I've seen her." Victoria pointed to the photo.

This photo is of Wang Tianyu.

Chen Chuan was confused: "How have you seen her before? Has she been to Italy?"

Victoria recalled: "No, I have seen her photo. A few months ago, I went to the local UBS Swiss bank in Milan to handle business, and saw an Oriental man with yellow skin and dark eyes talking to the financial manager. I passed by While they were there, they accidentally knocked over a pile of documents in front of the Dongfang man, and some photos and ID photos spilled on the ground, including a photo of this woman."

"Did you read that correctly? Are you sure it's her?" Chen Chuan asked.

"I also saw her ID. If I remember correctly, her birthday is August 22, 1997." Victoria pointed to the photo of Wang Tianyu on her phone and said, "When is this girl's birthday? If I remember this, it’s her.”

Chen Chuan nodded and frowned in thought.

If it's Wang Tianyu, then... who is that oriental man? Is it her husband Jun Tianxiu?

"What specific day is it?" Chen Chuan asked. "The day you went to the bank, you met that Oriental man?"

"It's a day in early June," Victoria said.

Chen Chuan calculated the time and found that it was before Jun Tianxiu died, not long after he went to Italy.

"What business is that Oriental man talking about?" Chen Chuan asked.

Victoria recalled: "I didn't hear anything, I just heard that he seemed to be opening an account, opening a VIP account, and saving something important."

Chen Chuan touched the big and soft pillow in his arms...

Thoughts...

Care while meditating. As we all know, soft touch is good for thinking. Just rubbing it like this, I slowly thought... Could it be that Jun Tianxiu opened an account for Wang Tianyu in a Swiss bank? Saved something? So, does Wang Tianyu know about this? If all he saved was money...then Wang Tianyu wouldn't have to live such a hard life.

Brother Jun is indeed a family man and considers everything he does, but it's a pity... maybe the account was opened and things were saved, but he died before he could tell his wife.

Chen Chuan took a puff of something similar to a cigarette and said, "Victoria, thank you for providing this information. You may be able to help a friend of mine get out of trouble."

"I'm very happy to be able to help you, even a little bit. Chen, you are everything to me now. I am willing to do anything for you, as long as you don't dislike my limited ability. I can only bring you what I can." A little happiness." Victoria leaned forward and said while riding.

"You are quite capable. I won't dislike you. Don't feel inferior. Bloom all your beauty, little fairy from southern Europe." Chen Chuan looked at her from bottom to top.

Picturesque.

"Okay, then feel carefully, I'm about to unleash my... attraction." Victoria leaned down and asked softly in her ear, "Do you feel it?"

"hiss……"

…

Half past ten in the morning.

Victoria was sitting by the bay window, her long reddish-brown hair shawl, being blown by the sea breeze. She was undressed, bathing in the sunshine, her green eyes were shining with the light of gemstones, and her skin was white and rosy.

Chen Chuan painted an oil painting for her, which fully displayed the beauty of her body.

After giving her a hug, giving her the painting and asking her to wait at home, Chen Chuan said goodbye to her.

The girl was reluctant to leave, relying on Chen Chuan, and expressed her reluctance "verbally" in a small way.

Chen Chuan stood by the bay window, raised his wrist, and looked at his watch. Time was passing by...no, minute by second. If it kept going, he would miss his flight.

He stroked her long hair again like a Persian cat, comforted her, and said goodbye to her again.

Then, Chen Chuan went out and drove to the international airport.

It happened that the team of their mobile game project "The Journey of God" was also going to Beijing. They went to the National Center for the Performing Arts and invited the National Symphony Orchestra to record the soundtrack for the mobile game. This is a big deal for mobile games. You know, many games only use electronically synthesized music, and not many can hire large symphony orchestras to record it. It can be said that they are rare.

Lu Youfang took the project team and boarded the plane to Beijing with Chen Chuan.