Chapter 169

He looks like a hot-blooded young man who has just graduated from university. Shen Yuqing smiles in her heart and says solemnly: "no, I want to do it now. After all, it's better to finish it as soon as possible. I heard that the board of directors is in a hurry and can't hold back the company..."

It's the incarnation of the God of justice. Shen Yuqing silently praises herself in her heart. Bang Bang Da!

Soon to the first floor, Feng Xiaoting dry smile twice, also like to escape out, vaguely take Shen Yuqing as a neuropathy.

Shen Yuqing, of course, is not a psychopath. She still appreciates Feng Xiaoting's running figure for a while.

Although what she said was basically a bluff, there was one thing she didn't lie about. She was really going to meet the new president of Jingsheng group. It was said that she was young and handsome. In her heart, there was only one person who could be worthy of such praise, that is an Yanmo. But where is an Yanmo now? Now she knows nothing about an Yanmo, and even begins to doubt whether an Yanmo is her fictional person, whether she just had a dream, and there is no such person who has ever left such a thick and colorful pen in her short life.

Shen Yuqing strolled to the headquarters of Jingsheng group alone, but she didn't make an appointment. The front desk of the company dutifully stopped her from going up. Some people around her began to look here frequently. Shen Yuqing nodded very easily and sat in the hall waiting. But I don't know if someone came out one after another because she was off work, Until the end, I didn't see the so-called young and promising new president.

However, such an outcome was also expected by her, so she didn't feel angry. At most, she was a little disappointed. After all, she was young, promising and handsome. She also wanted to see if this person was the same as an Yanmo, or she just missed him a little.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she really thought of an Yanmo when she came to see the new president. Unprecedented, she hoped that she could see him soon and know whether he is well now.

When she came out of the company, it was already dark, and all around were colorful lights. Such a colorful world should have been noisy. I didn't expect that she would be a little lonely now. Loneliness made her feel a little painful when she looked at it. It wasn't very harmful, but it was lingering there all the time.

An Yanmo walked along the sidewalk and didn't want to go back. After all, going back was just a rental house, and the things inside didn't have his breath, which was strange and maddening.

Shen Yuqing didn't know where she went along the street. All of a sudden, she seemed to be more popular. The noise coming from her side was very messy. It was these things that she usually felt bored with, but now she felt that she was still alive.

When I looked up, I found that it was actually a bar. Just like the cafe of literature and art, it was decorated outside with log walls and dim yellow lights. The sound insulation effect was also very good. I couldn't hear what was inside. On the top was a black running script plaque with "old time" written on it.

Shen Yuqing decided to go in and sit down. She would go in and sit down with the name of the shop.

What's unexpected but reasonable is not messy. Some people get together to say this and drink? There is a slightly higher place in the middle as the stage, on which a high chair and a microphone are simply placed. From the backstage, a young woman sits up and starts singing.

Shen Yuqing himself found a place to sit in the corner and ordered a drink. She listened to the female singer singing "nevermind, I'll find someone like you".

She wanted to cry a little. She blinked and held back all her tears. She followed the chorus out of tune, thinking, it's OK, anyanmo, let me see you. Even if you have other women around you, this is love. I accept it calmly.

She drank one cup after another with her own tears, and the bartender next to her looked at her. Almost every night, there would always be such a person sitting alone drinking and crying. Maybe she would tumble when she met some uncontrollable people. That's a long time.

Shen Yuqing didn't know how much she had drunk. She felt that her eyes were very big, but she couldn't see anything.

An Yanmo sat upstairs against the railings and looked down. The woman in the corner made him feel very familiar. He seemed to have melted into his blood. He looked down at the people who had shrunk into a small group. He was full of tears, crying and laughing. He didn't know how many glasses of wine he had drunk.

"What are you looking at? So attentive!... " Next to him, his new friend looked down, as if he didn't quite understand what was good in the bar. Even if the taste was a bit unique, how could the bar always be the same as the teahouse, carrying two steel pipes and hiring a few 36C beauties to jump up a few sections? Didn't the money rush back?

"Nothing." An Yanmo takes back his sight, but he can't control it. He looks down with his spare light.

His behavior is too abnormal. He usually sits in the corner every few days. Sometimes he drinks a little wine, sometimes he doesn't drink anything. He doesn't notice anyone like now. Is it that he is finally moved? Or is it related to the past?Sikong Hao looked at it for a while, then he went downstairs. When he reached the opposite side of Shen Yuqing, he found that the woman was beautiful, but now she had such a runny nose and tears. Besides, it was still so dark. How did an Yanmo see her?

"Beauty? What's wrong with beauty? "

Sikong Hao smiles with peach blossom on his face. Unfortunately, sitting opposite now is a woman who has been drunk and a little confused. She can't see the hormones that Sikong Hao deliberately sends out now.

Sikong Hao was disappointed, but he didn't care. On the contrary, he asked, "beauty, what's the matter? Let me help you."

He has made up his mind to coax Shen Yuqing and take him upstairs later.

Shen Yuqing looked at his direction with dim tears and asked, "do you know where he is?"

Because of drinking too much wine, Shen Yuqing's voice is a little unclear, like a piece of ice in her mouth.

Sikong Hao didn't hear clearly, but asked: "what did you say?"