Chapter 398
She looked, straight frowned, quickly flashed back to the house, reached for the curtain.
"Bang bang." Her heart beat fast. She leaned against the glass door and looked up at the crystal lamp in the ceiling.
Hand holding red wine, gently swaying, put it in front of you, let the warm yellow light fall in the red wine, reflecting a different light.
"What a madman." She said in a low voice, then turned around and looked at the figure standing not far away, empty all around, no traffic, no passing people.
His figure stood there, head down, I do not know what to think, the figure looks very lonely, seems to be waiting for something, but nothing.
She shook her head. How could she have such an idea.
He walked towards the hall and turned on the stereo. The whole person was in a high state.
"Slowly my heart becomes iron, slowly I'm rejected. How can you bear to fly away? How do you want me to clean up the incomplete love..."
Under the apartment, Wang Shenghao looks up and listens to the music. He smiles and shrugs his shoulders.
"It seems that I think too much." He said in a low voice, turned around and saw that the assistant had come behind him.
"Wang Shao." The assistant strode forward.
"What's the matter?"
"You missed a document today. It will be used at nine tomorrow morning, so I'll come to you to sign it." The assistant said and handed the document up.
He looked at the document, picked up the golden pen and signed it.
The assistant looked at him and thought for a few seconds before he said in a deep voice, "Wang Shao, do you think of that man?"
In the company, the assistant called him Mr. Wang, but in private, he was called Mr. Wang Shao. At that time, they served together in the army. Until they retired, he founded his own company, and he also followed him and became an assistant. It can be said that the people who witnessed his life and death together knew his life like the back of their hands.
"It's gone." Three words came out of his mouth, but they had different meanings.
"It's really time to pass. When we meet good people, we shouldn't stop." The assistant whispered, as if doing his ideological work.
"Are you free? Why don't we go for a drink? " With a deep smile, Wang Shenghao took the car key and walked in the direction of the car.
"Good." Assistant a smile, keep up with his pace, two people driving the car disappeared in the night.
Bustling city, bustling will not stop with the late night, in this neon light shining night, lights have become a figure in the night, the bar that noisy music, seems to become the most beautiful sound at night.
"Come on, shake with me." DJ on the stage, wearing sexy clothes and twisting his slender waist, said to all the people.
Then, the music starts, because it is not 12 o'clock, so the music is gentle, and after 12 o'clock, it is the real hi point. Tonight's music is playing Jacky Cheung: "slowly". The soft and deep-rooted song reminds you of the sweetest and bitterest time in those years
Pole dancers have already jumped up on the stage. Every dance is like talking. The drinking guests have entered another world.
A windy Land Rover stops in front of the door. Shen Chengjing pushes the door open and gets off. It's still warm in the car, but it's a little cold when she gets off. She can't help shrinking.
"Go." Mo Yanchen stopped the car, went around her body, extended her long arm, and protected her petite body in her arms.
"Bang bang." Her heart beat fast. She leaned against the glass door and looked up at the crystal lamp in the ceiling.
Hand holding red wine, gently swaying, put it in front of you, let the warm yellow light fall in the red wine, reflecting a different light.
"What a madman." She said in a low voice, then turned around and looked at the figure standing not far away, empty all around, no traffic, no passing people.
His figure stood there, head down, I do not know what to think, the figure looks very lonely, seems to be waiting for something, but nothing.
She shook her head. How could she have such an idea.
He walked towards the hall and turned on the stereo. The whole person was in a high state.
"Slowly my heart becomes iron, slowly I'm rejected. How can you bear to fly away? How do you want me to clean up the incomplete love..."
Under the apartment, Wang Shenghao looks up and listens to the music. He smiles and shrugs his shoulders.
"It seems that I think too much." He said in a low voice, turned around and saw that the assistant had come behind him.
"Wang Shao." The assistant strode forward.
"What's the matter?"
"You missed a document today. It will be used at nine tomorrow morning, so I'll come to you to sign it." The assistant said and handed the document up.
He looked at the document, picked up the golden pen and signed it.
The assistant looked at him and thought for a few seconds before he said in a deep voice, "Wang Shao, do you think of that man?"
In the company, the assistant called him Mr. Wang, but in private, he was called Mr. Wang Shao. At that time, they served together in the army. Until they retired, he founded his own company, and he also followed him and became an assistant. It can be said that the people who witnessed his life and death together knew his life like the back of their hands.
"It's gone." Three words came out of his mouth, but they had different meanings.
"It's really time to pass. When we meet good people, we shouldn't stop." The assistant whispered, as if doing his ideological work.
"Are you free? Why don't we go for a drink? " With a deep smile, Wang Shenghao took the car key and walked in the direction of the car.
"Good." Assistant a smile, keep up with his pace, two people driving the car disappeared in the night.
Bustling city, bustling will not stop with the late night, in this neon light shining night, lights have become a figure in the night, the bar that noisy music, seems to become the most beautiful sound at night.
"Come on, shake with me." DJ on the stage, wearing sexy clothes and twisting his slender waist, said to all the people.
Then, the music starts, because it is not 12 o'clock, so the music is gentle, and after 12 o'clock, it is the real hi point. Tonight's music is playing Jacky Cheung: "slowly". The soft and deep-rooted song reminds you of the sweetest and bitterest time in those years
Pole dancers have already jumped up on the stage. Every dance is like talking. The drinking guests have entered another world.
A windy Land Rover stops in front of the door. Shen Chengjing pushes the door open and gets off. It's still warm in the car, but it's a little cold when she gets off. She can't help shrinking.
"Go." Mo Yanchen stopped the car, went around her body, extended her long arm, and protected her petite body in her arms.