When they came out of the hotel, it was already late.

The spring breeze blows Su Qingyue and wants to turn around and return to the hotel.

During this period, Jia Naixiang's phone rang several times.

He answered it impatiently once, and then it was muted.

Xiao Yu looked around, frowned, and persuaded: "Just answer someone's call."

"What to pick up? It's just urging you to go home," Jia Naixiang complained angrily: "I have to teach you how to deal with PPT."

"I and your childhood sweetheart accompany you from so far to Pingjing. What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yu persuaded him dissatisfied, and his unhappiness was smearing on his invisible face.

"Teach?" Jia Naixiang's face turned around and he paused word by word: "Even the simplest slide production needs to be taught. I have taught it once, twice, three times, and four times, but it's not OK. I have to ask me, ask, ask!"

The more Jia Naixiang spoke, the more angry he became, and the more worried Su Qing became. He spread the fire to Xiao Yu.

Fortunately, the phone rang at this time.

Jia Naixiang looked at the number and picked it up in anger.

The opening was a slap in the face and scolded him as if no one else was around: "What are you going to beat? Didn't you tell you to go back after finishing your meal? Besides, are you a pig? Didn't you tell you how to add special effects? Nothing can happen, why don't you die?"

Jia Naixiang's attitude was like Chen Feng scolding some people.

But this is my girlfriend...

Su Qingyue blushed at him.

Everyone also felt embarrassed and left one after another.

Xiao Yu burst into her heroic side and wanted to say a few more words.

Su Qingyue hurriedly stopped her.

After stopping a car for her, Xiao Yu still looked back at Jia Naixiang angrily.

"He's really overdoing it."

"I know..." Su Qingyue shrugged.

Look at Xiao Yu's car walking away.

Su Qingyue sighed.

He felt that the so-called childhood sweethearts, cutting the western window together, was just cheap hormones.

It really shouldn't be like this.

He should be the love of each other after passion.

True love is to empathize with each other and know how to cherish it.

Many years later, he educated young people like this, not to start easily, and not to end easily.

But no one listened to him.

Seeing Jia Naixiang go further and further, Su Qing is less interested and has no energy to get involved in his family affairs.

It was already ten o'clock and he crossed the street.

The barbecue stall on the road is not over yet.

There are still endless people eating.

Su Qingyue didn't understand why northerners were so unafraid of the cold.

He couldn't help but tremble.

On one side of the road, it is called the Bath Center in Paris Spring, and various luxury cars come and go.

I remembered Brother Guang’s introduction: “This is the heaven and earth where you bathe.”

It is said that whenever he makes money, he will come here.

Su Qingyue once asked him in confusion: "Why is this?"

He always said: "True love should be united by knowledge and action, so that we can have pleasure from the beginning and endless memories in the end. It is impulse to come here, in order to find inspiration for literary youths, and then there is endless emptiness and cheap self-blame..."

Su Qingyue couldn't help but sigh with full insights in life.

There are two hair salons on the left side of Paris Spring.

It looks normal.

Su Qingyue passed by and happened to see Brother Guang swaying over again.

Without thinking too much, he started to attack him.

"What about cutting your head?" Su Qingyue screamed.

"Hair cut?" Brother Guang was stunned for a moment, and instantly reacted, turned back to look at the hair salon, and smiled, "I'm looking for inspiration."

"Ah?" Su Qingyue looked at the hair salon in surprise: "Aren't you with Xiao Xuan?"

"I'm in trouble, and before she can do anything, her husband's phone call came."

He spoke and lit a cigarette.

Su Qingyue couldn't help but say, "I thought you were true love."

"I'm true love!"

Brother Guang said loudly, as if he was very wronged.

Su Qingyue was shocked by his shamelessness.

He kept shaking his head and muttering to himself: "Talent...Talent!"

He said this, thinking that Brother Guang was just a joke.

But many years later, when he saw that magnificent love sweeping everything.

He realized that this was not a joke.

Brother Guang was not decadent before.

If it weren't for the accident of his father, his life might be like another.

The two were walking on the road.

Brother Guang changed the topic and said, "I'll talk to you, you have to be alert."

"What's wrong?" Su Qingyue raised his eyebrows.

"Guan Er, today I called various print media and said that your plan would cancel the advertising fees of the media."

"Hmm?" Su Qingyue was shocked when he heard this.

Unexpectedly, Guan Er really has no lower limit.

"You also received his call?" Su Qingyue asked.

"The colleagues answered it, they have a good relationship."

"Are you still adding fuel to the fire?"

"Absolutely. I guess there will be media today and tomorrow to call Boss Chen."

Although Su Qingyue was angry.

However, he admitted that Guan Er was qualified to move the switch.

It's just that the method is a bit unblocked.

I remember that as a media person, Guang Ge is also a media member.

Su Qingyue had to explain.

"Actually, my plan is not to abandon the public media, I just have a proportion."

"What are you explaining to me? I understand everything, brother," Brother Guang patted his shoulder: "It will be sooner or later that the Ping Media will collapse. Our group's salary this year is reduced, and I only paid 6,000 this month. Alas... some things are not something we can decide, this thing is called a wheel."

"We can also be people who push carts." Su Qingyue suddenly said, stunned Brother Guang, and then said: "This is a great era, we can choose people who push carts."

"You push hard, I'm drinking a little wine beside me, hugging the girl, and watching you."

Brother Guang has no so-called smile.

But many years later, when his son was born, he shaved his long hair.

Follow someone and go to the south to make a cart.

He told Su Qingyue: "The dominance of life has always been in his own hands, and it is never too late to make up for the loss of the sheep. It is not a big reason, but big data."

That night, Brother Guang bought skewers and other meat skewers and beer at the barbecue stall.

He laughed and said that he wanted to make up for it.

Su Qingyue thought something and was a little worried about him, so she asked, "But do you really have a future with Sister Xiao Xuan like this?"

"Future?" Brother Guang was stunned, went into the house and put down his things, and said casually: "Where does the future come from without money?"

He said lit a cigarette.
To be continued...