In the evening, the elite meeting ends.

Everyone was divided into different small circles, each gathering in his own way.

There are small circles within large circles, and it is the small circles that really matter in the end.

But no one from Su Qingyue participated.

He knows exactly where he is now.

The place we made an appointment with Brother Guang last night was near his home.

Yuzhou people.

Su Qingyue always passed by his house these few times when he went home.

When Brother Guang is not cooking, he and Sister Xiaoxuan always eat there.

The hotel is relatively large nearby.

The first floor of the hotel is a terrace, and the second floor has about five or six private rooms.

In particular, some terraces are close to floor-to-ceiling windows and have a good view.

When Su Qingyue arrived.

From a distance, I saw Brother Guang squinting, smoking a cigarette, and sitting in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a few men in football uniforms.

They were talking, laughing, and blowing beer.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Su Qingyue waved to them.

Stepping into the restaurant, the strong smell of Sichuan food hit her face. Su Qing couldn't hold it back and sneezed.

Turn left and go inside.

Two of the three men beside Brother Guang were wearing Red Devils and Manchester United uniforms.

The other one is from Chelsea, the Blues.

Brother Guang wears the Red Devils jersey No. 7.

Su Qingyue walked over and said hello.

Brother Guang held a cigarette in his mouth and introduced everyone: "This is my younger brother, Su Qingyue."

Everyone stood up to say hello.

Some even call the waiter to add chairs.

"These are all buddies from the media football team, He Cunxi, Li Cheng, and Tu Mu." Brother Guang pointed them out to him one by one.

Among them, He Cunxi is the most handsome.

A bit like Mo Shaocong in his youth.

But it looks healthier than Mo Bai.

He Cunxi's nose bridge is slightly high and his accent is Jincheng Mandarin.

Ask the waiter for a cold beer.

Su Qingyue looked a little worried. Although the weather was getting warmer, it was still very cold compared to Nandu.

"I'd better bring it to room temperature," he said.

"Where does brother work?" Li Cheng asked while pouring wine.

He is a little fatter and should be older than Brother Guang.

Wear black-rimmed glasses.

Smiling gives people a malicious feeling.

"He's in Hualu, he's the legendary new marketing manager." Brother Guang introduced.

"Oh?" Li Chengman looked over through the mirror with a smile on his face.

It was not malicious, Su Qingyue later discovered that he looked at people like that.

He Cunxi didn't say anything about the other two people.

Only Tu Mu was stunned for a moment in embarrassment and looked at Brother Guang.

"Okay, let's have a drink!" Brother Guang finally said.

I saw Tu Mu pick up the bottle.

Drink directly to your mouth.

Su Qingyue was stunned, looked at the other three people, and drank the wine in one gulp.

It feels like drinking water.

Su Qingyue was unambiguous and drank it all in one gulp.

Several people were eating, but no hot food was served on the table.

Each of them has drank a bottle.

Su Qingyue sincerely admired the generosity of the northerners.

I found that the embarrassment was still there.

The more Su Qing thought about it, today was a drinking party.

It's better to explain what you want to say clearly while you're drinking.

After finishing speaking, he spoke straightforwardly: "There are rumors that Hualou will reduce its share of print media, and there are also rumors that I don't approve of print media in my heart."

"..."

Sure enough, when he said this, the three of them stopped talking.

They all looked at him.

Su Qingyue continued: "I said in the company that traditional media will gradually decline. This is a fact, but it is not the truth. Because what I said is a trend and has nothing to do with the current share of the specific operation process. Some people deliberately pinch

Cutting it from beginning to end, what I didn’t say is that I was just making a trend judgment.”

He didn't mention Guan You by name, but none of the three of them were fools.

Li Cheng squinted his eyes and smiled, obviously wanting to hear what Su Qingyue had to say.

He is older.

It feels like watching the excitement with a big brother.

Tu Mu next to him took a sip, obviously thinking.

"I have read Qingyue's plan. It is a plan for media cooperation in the entire basin." Brother Guang interjected.

He Cunxi then continued: "It is normal for manufacturers to change their market launch strategies."

As soon as he spoke, his Jincheng accent sounded a bit like cross talk, and he said: "It's nothing, what you said is the current situation, I didn't take it to heart at all."

As he spoke, Su Qing became more unfamiliar with the northern accent.

Thought it was just a courtesy.

Tu Mu then followed: "With the rise of the Internet, it is inevitable that professional print media in particular will decline. We still need to work in the industry and change jobs as early as possible."

His voice was a little hoarse, he had a shaved head, and he took another sip.

"Okay, okay, have a drink."

Li Cheng spoke as a big brother.

He looked at Su Qingyue with a malicious smile that he seemed to be used to.

Everyone picked up their cups and drank it all in one gulp.

In fact, Su Qingyue didn't quite understand it yet.

He Cunxi is so objective and fair.

Li Chengcheng likes to laugh like that.

As for Tu Mu, he is a very realistic person.

Su Qingyue reminded herself: "Don't stare into the abyss, don't make hostile judgments based on one or two looks on other people's faces."

The misunderstanding was thus resolved.

They talked about life again.

He Cunxi lamented: "Plain media, especially professional print media, are completely out of control, but online media are also overdoing it, and they can't see what will happen next."

He shook his head slightly.

"There is wine today and I will get drunk today, so let's do it first!" Tu Mu said.

"You are so shameless. Your family has a house, so of course it doesn't matter." Brother Guang laughed.

"Nowadays, the price of a house in Yangyuan off-plan is RMB 5,000. And it is in the East Fourth Ring Road, a wilderness," Li Cheng said. "The day I went to see it, there were still donkey carts driving on the dirt road. I really don't know when it will be available."

Fix it.”

"Don't hesitate and buy it quickly." Brother Guang said.

There was a lot of chatter among several people.

Su Qingyue opened two more bottles of beer.

He was a little bloated. Huaiwen is a wine country. Although the cups were the same size, they were filled with white wine.

I don't know when, several people changed the topic and started talking about football.

Su Qingyue said: "Arsenal is expected to win the championship this year!"

Tu Mu, who was wearing the Chelsea jersey of the Blues, didn’t believe it.

The voice raised an octave: "I think if Abramovich really buys Chelsea this year, Chelsea will be in trouble."

"Yes (fourth tone), it's not the same as Inter Milan, they are all big names, but they just don't win!"

Brother Guang also drank too much and joined in.

Chatting and chatting all over the world.

They began to miss AC Milan and the era of the Three Musketeers.

Finish the drink.

Su Qingyue and Brother Guang walked home.

On the way, Brother Guang answered the phone. I didn’t know who it was from, but I could only see him nodding drunkenly.

Put down the phone, took out another cigarette and lit it.

"Your sister-in-law has given Qin Yuanyuan's agent's mobile phone number and is coming. You can call her tomorrow morning."

"Thanks."

Su Qingyue said, thanking Brother Guang very much.

But he was also very curious, and with the help of alcohol, he couldn't hold it back and sighed: "Sister Xiaoxuan, I'm so good to you."

"Nonsense! If you are not good to me, who will you be good to?"

"Then this is love between you two."

"nonsense!"

Seeing Brother Guang's pride, Su Qingyue couldn't help but ask: "What's going on with Sister Xiaoxuan and his man?"

"The two of them?" Brother Guang was stunned, thought for a moment, and said: "They were childhood sweethearts, and then they got together naturally. Later they came to Pingjing together. Zhong Tankai was smart and got around quickly. Song Xiaoxuan had many things.

, it all depends on him. As time goes by, Zhong Tankai slowly changes."

"Since we are childhood sweethearts, why is this happening?"

"What do you know! Everything will change because of the change of position." Brother Guang lamented, "The gap between people's concepts will become wider and wider, and there will be a qualitative change. By then, all the oaths of eternal love will be forgotten."

"..."

Knowing that Brother Guang was thinking of his senior sister, Su Qingyue said nothing and listened to him continue.

"The so-called childhood sweethearts are nothing more than the expression of passion between two piles of dry firewood. They cut the west window together. As soon as the level is opened, it will be over immediately. It doesn't matter what childhood sweethearts or green plums make wine!"

Su Qingyue said nothing.

He was also A Mou whom I met when I was young.

He has always been grateful that he was able to encounter such moments of youth amid the boredom of his student days.

He doesn't want the future of each other to be like that.

Brother Guang shook his head and asked, "Now, do you understand why Xiaoxuan and I are fine?"

"Ming, understand..."

Su Qingyue hesitated, but actually he still couldn't understand it.

Brother Guang then continued: "Because we are all people who cannot catch up with others, and we are unwilling to admit defeat and leave."

Home has arrived.

It took two drunk people a long time to open the door.

Su Qingyue began to understand a little bit why Song Xiaoxuan liked Brother Guang.

What she needs is equality, respect, relaxation and joy that touches the soul. She is willing to enjoy this rare beauty even if it has no results.

As for Brother Guang, in addition to love, he also has a sense of teasing about life.

Facing the changes in life, some people are decadent and some are wanton; some are silent and some are depressed. Brother Guang just chose a more wanton and artistic way...

Su Qingyue thought of Amu again.

How is she? It's been two days.

Su Qingyue suddenly became worried.

I got home and dialed the phone again.

Or shut down.

Entering the game, Amu is not there either.

The QQ avatar is also black.

Just as I was about to go to bed, I noticed that Xiao Yu's profile picture was flashing in the list.

She asked: "Brother Yue, can you play games today? Can you help me upgrade?"

"Sorry, I'm a little tired today, let's do it tomorrow." Su Qingyue typed out the text.

Exit the computer.

He thought to himself that the festival was not far away now.

As long as the public beta is completed, I will go back and watch Amu.

Top three in the industry.

Su Qingyue's last thought stopped at Amu.
Chapter completed!