When You Shulang saw Xue Baotian, he was squatting in front of the hospital smoking.
His high-end suit was wrinkled beyond recognition, and his face was sallow, as if he had been up all night.
"Is Vice President Xue sick?" You Shulang had to ask for help, so he naturally spoke in a nice tone.
Xue Baotian bit Zhang Chi's tongue that day, and although he vented his anger, he was beaten half to death. Afterwards, he worshipped seven or eight Buddha statues and donated tens of thousands of yuan in incense money, just hoping that he and Zhang Chi would never see each other again after they died.
However, when he turned around, someone came to the door. Zhang Chi's cousin, who had been verbally "fucked" by Xue Baotian, brought people to block him in the alley. Without saying anything, he just glanced up and down a few times, which made Xue Baotian's legs feel like sieves.
In the end, Zhang Chi came out to save him. The man's tongue was still so swollen that he couldn't speak, so he let his cousin make the decision and set the "three good" principles for Xue Baotian.
Until Zhang Chi recovers, I will accompany him, take good care of him, and serve him well.
Xue Baotian swallowed the national curse and secretly vowed that he would never worship Buddha again.
Today he accompanied Zhang Chi to the hospital for a follow-up check-up. He was feeling very upset but had no place to vent it, and it happened that You Shulang came to him.
He bit the cigarette, didn't stand up, and taunted: "Hey, isn't this Director You? Why are you here instead of being attentive to Fan Xiao?"
You Shulang would not be angered by a few words. He squatted down and said, "Come and apologize to Vice President Xue."
"Don't!" Xue Baotian sneered, "I can't afford it."
Choked, You Shulang said nothing more. He just sat on the steps next to Xue Baotian, picked up a cigarette and rubbed it slowly in his hand.
He was good at dealing with people, and knew that people like Xue Baotian would become more arrogant the more you treated them, and would not only take advantage of him, but also take advantage of him. On the contrary, if you left him alone and ignored him, and let the grudges in his stomach sway, he would eventually give in.
Sure enough, Xue Baotian took two puffs of his cigarette and then began to grin: "I say, Mr. You, you tried so hard to save a prostitute, why do you just turn a blind eye to me and ignore my life? Isn't my wealth worth saving?"
"Hostes?" You Shulang accurately caught a word that surprised him, "What hostess?"
Cough cough~ Xue Baotian was choked by a puff of smoke. When he coughed until his face turned red and his neck became thick, he thought of the private room in the bar that night, which was also filled with such a pungent smell.
That night he tried to please Fan Xiao, and when Shi Lihua indicated that he wanted to play a trick on You Shulang, he, who loved this kind of game, was naturally willing to cooperate.
Which rich young man doesn't have some perverted hobbies? He just thought You Shulang was a clown who amused Fan Xiao when he was bored.
Unexpectedly, when he saw Fan Xiao again, he always stuck to You Shulang, worshipping him like a Buddha, without any mistakes. He was also confused and puzzled, but he lived a life of debauchery and did not have much time to think about these things.
Thinking about it now, it does seem a bit strange.
Because of the parking lot incident, he hated Fan Xiao and You Shulang for not helping him. Not only did his butt hurt for several days, but now he was forced to accompany Zhang Chi to change the medicine and serve him at his beck and call.
Fan Xiao is unkind, don't blame him for being unjust, Xue Baotian wants to expose Fan Xiao's past! Let the two of them have a fart!
Fart? Butt?
Xue Baotian had been fucked several times, and it was like his Ren and Du meridians were opened. In an instant, he had associations that he would never have had before, even if he was beaten to death.
"Did Fan Xiao fuck you in the ass?" he asked, stretching his neck.
Ahem! This time it was You Shulang's turn to be choked by the cigarette. He took off the cigarette, and his surprised expression disappeared very quickly, except for a hint of red on the tip of his ear.
The expression on his face at that moment revealed everything. Xue Baotian was surprised: "Fuck, I guessed it right? I was wondering why Fan Xiao had changed."
He ignored You Shulang's slightly furrowed brows and looked up and down at the tall and handsome man beside him: "How could someone like you be suppressed?" He seemed to have found a little mental balance, "It seems that it's not because I'm bad."
After pressing the cigarette butt to death on the ground, Xue Baotian suddenly put his arm around You Shulang's shoulders, as if he had found a poor fellow who was also stranded in the world. He said with sympathy, "Director You, why are there so many shitty things in the world? Damn, I'm almost depressed! You know, I've been feeling unhappy lately. How about you? Do you have any problems in this regard?"
"What?" Even though You Shulang had an extraordinary ability to understand, he didn't understand what Xue Baotian was saying.
A cold wind blew, and Xue Baotian finally realized that he had almost said something shameful. He quickly shook his head and changed the subject: "Are you looking for me to talk about Bo Hai's medicine?"
You Shulang was a little confused by his chattering, so he had to follow him and said, "Yes, I want to talk to Vice President Xue about the disposal of those drugs."
Xue Baotian seemed to have already classified You Shulang as his own. He waved his hand and said generously, "It's no big deal. It's just a formality. Have someone send the medicine back, put it on the shelves, and promote it. If you have any problems in the future, just come to me directly."
Xue Baotian's attitude was so different before and after, and the matter was resolved so smoothly that the experienced You Shulang didn't know how to respond for a moment. He seemed to accidentally lift the arm from his shoulder to express his gratitude.
"And...you...Fan Xiao..." Xue Baotian hesitated. He wanted to remind You Shulang that Fan Xiao was a good-for-nothing, but he was also afraid that his multinational business would fail.
Swallowing the words that were about to come out of his mouth, he gritted his teeth and said, "Car, money, house, you can take them if you want them. Fan Xiao has money anyway." Then he changed his mind and thought that You Shulang could still make some money by being suppressed, but he was a fucking poor guy!
Suddenly someone shouted, and Xue Baotian shuddered. You Shulang looked in the direction of the voice and unexpectedly saw the man who had kidnapped Xue Baotian in the parking lot that day. Next to him stood a more burly man with a face full of flesh, who looked very difficult to mess with. The shout came from him.
Xue Baotian cursed "Fuck" in a low voice, but had to stand up and go to greet him. Before leaving, he patted You Shulang's shoulder a few times and said, "I'm leaving now. You... take care of yourself."
"Vice President Xue," You Shulang suddenly called him, "What do you mean by 'hostess'?"
Xue Baotian was stunned for a moment, and he said with his tongue between his teeth: "What do you mean by hostess? You heard it wrong." As the man behind him urged him again, he said, "Anyway, you should be more careful."
In this place of debauchery, sound waves overlap one after another, stirring people's blood and restless hearts.
Sister Hua received a strange guest today, a clean and handsome man who booked a room by himself.
The music in the private room was changed to a soothing serenade, which made Sister Hua, who was used to the pulse vibration frequency, a little uncomfortable.
Before she could say anything, the man's phone rang. He motioned for her to turn off the music, then smiled apologetically and whispered "sorry".
Her heart trembled, and Sister Hua was shocked. As a brothel owner for so many years, she was used to seeing all kinds of filthiness, and few men could catch her eye. But now, this man with a clean temperament, respectful and decent manners, made her old and dry heart ripple.
The man answered the phone, his voice gentle: "Well, I have to work overtime today, so I will be late. You can eat first, and you don't have to wait for me."
Sister Hua's smile gradually faded, and she sneered in her heart, as expected, all men are bad, and this one is a liar who comes out to cheat.
The lake in her heart dried up again. She put on a professional smile and asked the man who had hung up the phone, "Sir, what kind do you like? I'll call the girls over and you can choose."
"Those who look innocent, like college graduates, let's call them all in to have a look." You Shulang said slowly.