Zhao Gangjun looked at Lin Shuya tenderly, twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "You are right, we are really not suitable. I'm sorry that I have pestered you for so long."
Lin Shuya didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Gangjun.
Zhao Gangjun smiled, without any expression of frustration, but stretched out his hand to smooth Lin Shuya's somewhat disheveled hair on her shoulders, and said, "I hope we won't become enemies."
"That won't happen."
Lin Shuya smiled and shook her head and said, "You are my classmate, let's all study hard."
"Um!"
Leave from Lin Shuya.
Zhao Gangjun was thinking all the way, what exactly did he use to attract women? How did his father get so many women?
Regarding Lin Qianru, Zhao Gangjun felt that he relied on his own force and then helped her, so Lin Qianru had feelings for him.
Regarding He Xiaorou, Zhao Gangjun felt that it was just an accident that gave him and He Xiaorou some secrets that he could not tell others.
Regarding Wu Yaoqin, Zhao Gangjun felt that he was just a support for Wu Yaoqin in her loneliness and emptiness.
Zhao Gangjun's mind suddenly became confused.
It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when I got home.
The light in the living room is still on.
"We thought you weren't coming back!"
Huang Lingling said while eating potato chips, "I made a bet with Furong that you will definitely come back. Hey, I'm the better one."
"Isn't it just a hundred yuan? I'll pay for the late night snack later."
Guo Furong curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said to Zhao Gangjun, "Gangjun, you are too unprogressive. Your fiancée, you didn't stay overnight? Is it because you can't do it, or do you refuse to have sex before marriage?"
"It's so outrageous of you to bet on something like this."
Seeing Huang Lingling and Guo Furong, Zhao Gangjun's mood improved for no reason.
"Sister Lingling, Sister Furong, let me ask you something."
Zhao Gangjun sat across from Guo Furong and Huang Lingling and said seriously, "You think, how can a woman be attracted by a man to be considered true love? It's not because of some other external factors, such as a hero saving her.
Too beautiful, for example, that man is very rich."
"Why do you ask this question?" Huang Lingling asked, licking the potato chip residue on her fingers.
"I'm just curious."
Zhao Gangjun said, "It's hard for me to figure out whether some things are love, or just good feelings, or just some kind of, um, some kind of repayment, or how to put it."
"Were you stimulated at night?"
Guo Furong reached out and touched Zhao Gangjun's head and said, "You don't have a fever either, why are you talking nonsense?"
"I just want to know."
Zhao Gangjun said.
"Actually, those are all love."
Huang Lingling said with a smile.
"oh?"
Zhao Gangrong looked at Huang Lingling in confusion.
"For example, if you save a beautiful hero and the beautiful woman is with you, does that mean that you are not in love? It's impossible. Love needs some kind of opportunity, and once this opportunity comes, there may not be any intersection at all.
Two people fall in love with each other. The man is very rich and the woman falls in love with him. Does it have to be because of money? Even if it is because of money, it is still love, because money is also a kind of man's charm. In the final analysis, women
Falling in love with a man is all because of a certain aspect of the man's charm, and these loves are all love, which is not as complicated as you said." Huang Lingling said with a smile.
Huang Lingling's words were like a ray of sunshine, instantly illuminating Zhao Gangjun's path forward in life.
"You are still young and don't know what true love is. In fact, you, sister Lingling, and I don't know what love is, but I know that when it comes to love, you or I will know it naturally. There is no need to think about it.
Why did you fall in love with the other person?" Huang Lingling handed the potato chips to Zhao Gangjun, and then said, "Do you understand?"
"I understand, but I don't seem to understand."
Zhao Gangjun smiled and shook his head and said, "But who cares? Let's go and have a late night snack. Sister Furong is treating me. I want to eat food stalls, fried noodles, and fried pork ribs!!"
"Anyway, it's one hundred yuan. If it's not enough, stick the steel coin in it. Oh yeah!" Guo Furong took out a hundred yuan from her bag and swung it in her hand while twisting her body.
The injuries on her body didn't seem to have much impact on her.
"It feels so good to be with you!"
Zhao Gangjun said with emotion.
"Tch, do you mean you want to take it all and fly together?"
Guo Furong put her arms around Zhao Gangjun's neck and said with a lewd smile.
"Uh... let's go get something to eat."
Zhao Gangrong smiled awkwardly, but Huang Lingling raised her hand and hit Guo Furong's head directly, "If you dare to talk about adult things in the future, it will cost you one hundred yuan!"
"You guys are so prude!"
Guo Furong smacked her mouth in dissatisfaction and said, "Come on, go get something to eat."
"Walk!"
Eighteen-year-old Zhao Gangjun is good at killing people, psychology, military affairs, and winning over people's hearts. He knows so many things that he learned from his so-called teachers, but he also has many of these things.
There is a lot of confusion that boys of this age don’t have.
However, on such a night, Zhao Gangjun seemed to have found some way, or in other words, his way was illuminated by something.
As for what path Zhao Gangjun found and what was illuminated by it, it all depends on Zhao Gangjun's future performance.
In any case, Zhao Gangjun seems to have undergone certain changes.
A night of silence.
The next day, Zhao Gangjun asked for leave again.
This made He Xiaorou almost go crazy, threatening that if Zhao Gangjun did not go to class tomorrow, he would not be able to pass the ideological and moral exam this time.
Zhao Gangjun could only say that he would definitely go to class tomorrow.
Lin Shuya was a little surprised when she saw that Zhao Gangjun did not go to class. How many days had it passed!
It's not that Zhao Gangjun doesn't want to go to class, but he is really busy.
The company's affairs are the busiest.
The workshop at Wu Yaoqin's house has been basically completed. In fact, it is just a simple shed, and then some waterproofing, fireproofing, anti-theft, and sanitation are done. Basically, there is no problem.
At around ten o'clock in the morning, the first large freezer ordered by Zhao Gangjun was delivered to Wu Yaoqin's house, and the amazing chicken legs and wings purchased by Zhao Gangjun also began to be delivered. Hao Benfang also bought a lot of condiments.
Come here and start processing and marinating the raw materials.
Because it was just the beginning, there weren't many things. Hao Benfang was very busy on his own, and Zhao Gangjun took Wu Yaoqin to the store.