I Just Memorized The Plot. Did You Tell Me To Change The Script?

"Brother Xie, we met at the party in Lucheng last month. Later, when we were playing mahjong, you used Four Dark Carvings to ride 90,000 and beat me away."

Xie Chun seemed to have a little impression when the other party said this.

He has used the current save point many times. He doesn't remember many things that happened before very clearly, so he relies on the manuals at home to help him record them.

Whenever he lacks the memory of a certain period of time, he can always find something similar when he goes back and looks through it.

As for the party he just mentioned, Xie Chun guessed that it was a banquet where a young master and a young lady from a wealthy family in Lucheng were brought together for some unknown reason. He might have met this person at that time.

He really couldn't remember clearly.

Jiang Ling was not embarrassed at all. After all, it was normal for him to have no impression of Xie Chun when he saw him. He was a big shot at any level. It was not an exaggeration to call him the number one among the younger generation in Lucheng.

If it weren't for the special circumstances last time, he would never have had the opportunity to contact him in his life.

"Ah, long time no see." Xie Chun raised his hand to say hello.

Although he still couldn't remember who the other party was.

"Brother Xie, have you also been selected for this special training?"

"yes."

Jiang Ling was very enthusiastic: "As for the breathing method, if Brother Xie has anything you don't understand, you can ask me. I have a pretty good grasp of it."

"It's not urgent." Xie Chun pulled out the wheat behind him and squinted his eyes: "You have good taste, and your girlfriend is very beautiful."

"Nowhere, just find it." Jiang Ling is a good person, and he noticed that the atmosphere in the room was not right from the moment he entered: "She is not half as beautiful as Miss Xia Meng."

His flattering look was clearly visible to everyone present, so the yellow-haired girl's face looked as ugly as possible.

Xie Chun patted the fat man on the shoulder: "Tell him the truth about what just happened."

Of course, Mai was an honest person and did not add any extravagance to his words, but Jiang Ling's expression was still gloomy enough.

"Apologise to this fat brother!"

"sorry!"

When the two of them saw this, they knew that they had met someone they couldn't afford to offend, so they knelt down extremely quickly.

Jiang Ling handed two cigarettes to the two of them, pulled them to sit down in a deserted corner, and kept saying: "Brother Xie and Fat Brother please don't pay attention to what happened today. This woman is just a Welfare Ji, nightclub We know each other.”

"Huh?" Of course Mai looked shocked.

"Twenty thousand yuan can unlock all kinds of postures, and you can play everything. A monthly package only costs tens of thousands of yuan." Jiang Ling confessed directly in front of Xie Chun: "If you two think it's still too much, pack it up tonight I’ll give you a bed, don’t worry, I’m a professional to keep it secret, I’ll make sure no one else knows.”

Jiang Ling had an expression on his face that every man could understand.

The corner of Xie Chun's mouth twitched slightly: "I don't have to do this. You can play slowly."

Is there such an operation?

Jiang Ling looked at Mai Dianran again: "Fat brother, do you want to vent? Just think of it as her atonement for scolding you just now."

Xie Chun didn't even dare to think about this scene, but when he turned around, he saw that Mai refused righteously: "I have someone I like, and I can't betray her."

The pure love warrior is resurrected on the spot!

"Yes, you should look down on this kind of stuff." Jiang Ling took a puff of cigarette, and the surroundings suddenly filled with smoke:

"This girl has a lot of tricks up her sleeve, but after a long time, she's just like that. I'm almost tired of it. I fell in love with a little internet celebrity two days ago and I'm planning to change my girlfriend."

Xie Chun could only say that he was considered clean among the rich men in Lucheng. The ordinary pure love warriors would have fallen to the ground long ago among this group of people.

Of course, Mai on the side had an expression on her face that I couldn’t understand, but I was greatly shocked.

His family is considered to be a nouveau riche, and fast food has become suddenly popular in recent years. He has never seen these upper-class social interactions on weekdays.

Is it so exaggerated?

"Brother Xie, fat brother, why don't you leave your contact information? We can go out to play cards or something together in the future." Seeing that the two of them didn't take this matter to heart, Jiang Ling was about to say goodbye.

Of course, Mai honestly reported his phone number, and Xie Chun asked in passing: "What do you do at home?"

"Do some small business in import trade." Jiang Ling said sheepishly.

Xie Chun gave him a phone number: "I can help you a little by giving my name."

The little brother is quite good at life and understands the ways of the world, so Xie Chun doesn't mind giving him a thumbs up.

After chatting with Jiang Ling for a few words about his family's main business, Xie Chun took Mai Ziwen back to Xia Meng who was watching the theater.

"Resolved?" Xia Meng smiled: "There are still people in Lucheng who dare to offend you."

"A little aside." Xie Chun reached out and pressed the microphone back on the Smith machine: "Keep practicing! Don't even think about stopping if you don't lose ten or eight pounds today!"

Of course, Mai had no complaints. After experiencing the scene just now, his desire to become stronger became even more profound.

There is no need for him to say thank you to brother Xie Chun. Words are the most empty and powerless. When he completes his transformation, he will use practical actions to repay the other person's help to him.

Xie Chun stood aside for a few seconds, scratched his head, and then remembered that something was missing: "Damn, I forgot to ask those two women to pay for my horn."

...

"Who was that just now?" The yellow-haired girl asked cautiously.

"The boss of Lucheng." Jiang Ling took out another cigarette and lit it. He was in a very good mood now.

Mr. Xie was much kinder than the rumors said. He also asked his family members to check the records of the phone number he gave him, which was equivalent to giving his family a share of the Xie family's sales.

Xie Chun said that just a small favor would be a great opportunity for him.

The yellow-haired girl hugged Jiang Ling's arm and said in a sweet voice: "You can reach his level in the future, I believe in you!"

However, Jiang Ling didn't give her a good look: "Get a room and wait for me tonight, take your own medicine, and let's break up and get together tomorrow."

The yellow-haired girl was stunned when she heard this, then her eyes turned red and her face was full of resentment: "How could you do this to me?"

"Why, you can't bear to part with your bag and skirt?" Jiang Ling sneered, waved his hand and walked out of the gym: "I chose to sell them myself. I don't want to say anything too unpleasant."

A deep cry came from the corner.

...

Xie Chun and Xia Meng sat side by side on chairs, enjoying the breeze of the air conditioner and the coolness of the ice Coke.

"Guess why that woman was crying?" Xia Meng asked.

"I was broken up by Jiang Ling."

Xie Chun took out a watermelon and took out half of it with Xia Meng, eating the melon with a spoon and watching the show.

"It's so miserable." Xia Meng shook his head and sighed.

"Is she still miserable? Believe it or not, she has made a lot of money from Jiangling in just this month. Her age and face are shown here. If she wants to continue on this path, she can still make money for at least five or six years. .”

Xie Chun concluded: "The money she made in five years is more than ordinary people can make in a lifetime, and she couldn't be happier."

Xia Meng thought thoughtfully: "I am shaking with cold. Can ordinary people in this world still stand up?"

"No punching."

Xia Meng clicked her tongue: "When she makes enough money, shouldn't she find an honest man to marry?"

"This is embarrassing. Honest people are not stupid. They know what they are doing."

Xie Chun put the remaining watermelon aside, leaned against Xia Meng, and slowly closed his eyes:

"I'll take a nap. Wake me up at noon."

He had a heart-to-heart talk with Su Xingruo for the rest of the night yesterday, and he was going to ask Mai Shunran to come over for exercise early this morning, and he was already sleepy.

"Okay~"

Xia Meng touched his head, his eyes full of softness.