('"Ying Zheng, you are so despicable, please get up quickly." A sharp female voice sounded, and she pulled the man sleeping next to her with her hand.
"Why am I so despicable?" Ying Zheng, who was half asleep, opened his eyes and looked at the pretty woman in front of him with some aftertaste. He glanced at the two fleshy balls on her chest with a look of intoxication on his face.
color.
"You said this is a Patek Philippe watch?" The woman looked at the watch in her hand frantically, and looked at Ying Zheng's handsome face angrily, wanting to slap him a few times.
"Is it from Patek Philippe?" Ying Zheng rubbed his eyes, stretched and yawned.
"Bah, I just called and asked, and they said there is no Patek Philippe watch of this model." The woman was completely naked, with no shyness on her face. She looked like you were going to keep pretending, and she wanted to bite this shameless man a few times.
"Oh, look at my memory, this is an imitation Patek Philippe watch. I forgot to tell you that it is a copycat version. I'm so sorry." There was a trace of guilt on Ying Zheng's handsome face, and he said with a playful smile.
"Then the mansion you said about several hundred acres was also a lie to me?" The woman looked at the shameless man in front of her in disbelief and questioned in her voice.
"Of course I'm not lying to you, it's true. My family has hundreds of acres of fertile land, with mountains on the back and rivers on the side. The scenery is picturesque. If we build a few small tile-roofed houses and put up walls, it will be no less than the top mansions in the world.
." Ying Zheng said without blushing.
"You..." The woman was almost crazy. She originally thought she had caught a rich husband. She served him so hard last night and tried her best to tie up this man. But now her dream seems to be shattered.
"Then you lied to me when you said there were all 0s after the deposit?" As if unwilling to give up a glimmer of hope, he continued to ask.
"I never lie. Every word is the truth. My savings are all zeros! Beauty, don't your savings be all zeros?" Ying Zheng looked at the woman who seemed to be looking at an idiot, and picked up the bedside table.
I bought a pack of red pandas, lit one, and blew out a smoke ring, but my heart was bleeding, Nima, I only pay for a meal!
The woman was overjoyed at first, and then her face was covered with frost. She heard the meaning of Ying Zheng's words, and maintained the last trace of reason and said, "What about your sports car?" Her voice was a little numb, although she had already guessed it in her heart.
Seventy-seven or eighty-eight, but I still don’t want to believe it.
"A sports car! Yes, one of my buddies got married yesterday, and I drove a car out of the garage. It's not easy these days! This outfit is an Armani brand suit that I rented for 300 yuan a day.
It’s really dark.” Ying Zheng said with a pained expression.
"You bastard, huh." The woman put on her clothes as quickly as possible, slammed the door and left, leaving Ying Zheng puffing in the room with a mean smile on his face.
Ying Zheng is a thoroughbred in China. After graduating from college, he came to the international metropolis Shanghai from the countryside. He struggled for several years and achieved nothing. Faced with the disappointment of his parents, he suffered for a while and finally became a common car repairman.
Worker.
His parents hoped that their son would become a successful child, and they managed to support him through college. However, the competition for employment is now too cruel, and for a graduate, experience is fatal.
And he is a man with lofty ideals. He has worked in several companies, but he can't get low or high. He has only one talent and cannot put it to use. He would rather be an ordinary car repairman than work in the company.
He comes as soon as he is called upon and leaves as soon as he is waved away. He is always inferior to others.
He also changed his name by himself. His original name was Ying Feng, but he admired the Qin Dynasty's eternal emperor Qin Shihuang very much, so he changed his name to Ying Zheng. Although he was teased a lot, he didn't care about that. He was the biggest in his life.
His ideal is to be like Qin Shihuang, a man who stands upright.
Now the country is peaceful and the people are in harmonious society. He is not a terrorist. He wants to do something that contributes to society and contributes to the development and prosperity of the motherland. Like Qin Shihuang, he did something that has far-reaching influence throughout the ages. He is a complete patriot.
teenager.
Ying Zheng got dressed and checked out of the hotel lobby. He was in great pain. He gave him a thousand yuan, but only got back 112, which was 888 yuan a night. One-third of his salary this month was lost. Before leaving,
He felt like he was at a huge loss. He chatted with the girl at the cashier for a long time before asking for the mobile phone number of the beautiful girl at the front desk. He felt a little more balanced in his heart and left coquettishly. Although he was very addicted to this kind of intoxicating life, he had
According to his own principles, he will not let go of such a money-worshiping woman who comes to his door automatically. Every time he drives a luxury car to entertainment venues such as bars, there are many such pretty women who automatically take the bait. He is not a saint.
He had no reason to refuse the meat that was brought to his mouth.
Ever since his girlfriend disliked him for being worthless and incompetent, and ran away with another man, he has been addicted to this life of partying and dancing every night, drunkenly and dreamily. Rich people have their own way of living, and poor people also have their own way of living.
People often say that when a poor person can no longer afford to live in this lavish society, there is nothing he dare not do. Ying Zheng disagrees. He lives a very nourishing and unrestrained life every month and sends money to his parents in his hometown every month.
One thousand yuan for living expenses, and the rest is enough for him to squander.
After leaving the hotel and coming to the white sports car, Ying Zheng felt a hint of envy in his heart, but he was not jealous. People with a strong heart would never doubt that they would live in poverty.
Opening the car door, Ying Zheng got in, started it, and drove away in the dust. He went straight to the car repair shop because he found that he was going to be late for work. If the boss came, he would be doomed. The stingy boss scolded him twice.
It's okay, but I'm afraid they will take the opportunity to deduct his wages. This has happened many times.
A breeze blew in from the window. Ying Zheng hummed a little song and drove the car attentively, muttering to himself, "Damn, the life of rich people is really different."
Suddenly, the sky in the distance was dyed with golden light. The bright golden light shocked Ying Zheng who was driving. He hurriedly stepped on the brakes a few times, slowed down and stopped, looking at the golden sky in front of him in a daze; "Is it possible?
Meteor shower? Didn’t you hear the news report?”
The golden light became more and more dazzling, like a golden sun rising slowly. Ying Zheng's eyes suddenly widened. A golden ball, with a long golden tail, smashed straight towards his windshield.
come over.
"Ah! Damn it, what evil have you done! Is it because I have broken the hearts of thousands of girls?" Ying Zheng's last thought passed through his mind and he lost consciousness.
I do not know how long it has been.
"Prime Minister Li, it is a good thing for you and me that the second young master inherits the throne. If the first young master Fusu succeeds to the throne, I am afraid that the first one will attack you to establish his authority. You must think clearly." Ying Zheng'er
A sharp voice came from the side.
"Prime Minister Li?" Ying Zheng thought. Could it be that he was filming a movie? Shouldn't he be in the hospital?
"The traitor is so brave and tampering with His Majesty the Emperor's decree is a grave crime against the nine clans." Another weak voice sounded, but his words were impassioned and extremely serious.
"Li Si, don't be ignorant of your admiration. His Majesty has passed away. If you don't read out the edict, you will die without a burial place." The sharp voice threatened with anger.
"Zhao Gao, I am the Prime Minister of the Qin Dynasty, and a small eunuch dares to threaten me. I don't know whether to live or die."
"Li Si? Zhao Gao?" Ying Zheng felt his body was a little bumpy, as if he was on a moving object. He was very confused, but he didn't dare to open his eyes. Could it be that he was filming the part where Qin Shihuang died during his eastern tour? Nima Film Shang Tai
No more products? Think of yourself as dead? Did you perform a friendly show?
Thinking of this, Ying Zheng became very angry. He sat up and shouted, "Shut up."
As if they had seen a ghost, the two of them suddenly knelt down, very frightened. "Your Majesty?" They reacted in a flash and said loudly, "Your Majesty, long live, long live, long live."
Li Si's face showed a hint of joy. He was very relieved that His Majesty was not dead. He knelt there and lowered his head, not daring to look directly.
Zhao Gao was terrified and his body was trembling.
Ying Zheng looked around and frowned. The neighing of a horse outside and the sound of neat steps revealed the momentum of an iron-blooded killing.
"Nima, are you so serious about making movies? The level of domestic movies has greatly improved? Where is the director? Let him come out, he is really a bad guy." Ying Zheng immediately stepped down from the gold-rimmed couch and looked around.
"Nima? Movie? Director?" The two of them looked at each other, confused, but under His Majesty's power, they lowered their heads and did not dare to answer. They could not understand what His Majesty said, and could only be terrified.
"Holy shit, your acting skills are so realistic! Why hasn't Mao seen you before? I don't know how much better your acting skills are than those half-baked stars." Ying Zheng said with a smile on his face without realizing it.
"Your Majesty, I have this memorial." Li Si raised his head, bowed to Ying Zheng, and gave Zhao Gao a sharp look. Although he didn't understand what His Majesty meant, he still didn't dare to make any mistakes.
question.
"Come on, come on, call your director. Why are you pretending? I'm not stupid." Ying Zheng quietly walked up to the two of them, looked at them, and looked like he had been exposed.
"Your Majesty, Li Si really has his own memorial. Please put national affairs first and the country as the first priority." Li Si did not dare to show any strange expression on his face. He just had a look of respect and said in an extremely serious voice.
"Nah! Classical Chinese is so good? Is your name really Li Si?" Ying Zheng was really confused when he saw the other party's respectful look.
"If it's true, doesn't Your Majesty know Li Si?" Li Si also had a look of confusion on his face, and he finally understood what he said.
"Don't lie to me, or I'll beat you to death." A look of solemnity appeared on Ying Zheng's face, no longer a playful smile, but a serious expression.
"I don't dare. Your Majesty is so powerful that I don't dare to have the slightest compassion. If your Majesty doesn't trust me, I am willing to die to show my loyalty to you." Li Si kowtowed in fear, but he did not doubt your majesty's words at all.
"Huh?" Seeing Li Si kowtow and his body trembling, Ying Zheng's balls really hurt. He then looked at Zhao Gao, who was lowering his head and trembling; "Are you Zhao Gao?"
"Your Majesty, this slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die." When Zhao Gao heard Ying Zheng's words, he immediately shuddered and kowtowed so hard that the wooden board was stained red with blood.
"Damn it, is it true?" Ying Zheng was really doubtful. He ignored the two of them and walked to the huge car window and lifted the curtain. He was stunned and said in a somewhat unbelievable voice; "I am