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    ? As soon as he arrived at the clubhouse in the morning, the manager, Old Wu, waved at him. Wang Mingsheng wore a coat over his shoulders. He was driving just now, and he didn't wear it because it was hot in the car.

    When the two were still two steps away, they stopped, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?"

    Like presenting a treasure, Wu Dawei pushed open the door of the living room, rubbed his hands together and said, "Girls, please greet Sheng Ye!"

    As soon as the words came out, several young girls came out surrounded by them.  They are all tall and tall, with good figures, and their smiles are sweet, which is a bit abnormal.

    "Hi Brother Sheng¡ª¡ª"

    Wang Mingsheng was startled, and turned away to look at them. He was wearing Qing Yishui school uniforms, black and white, and plaid skirts. It could be Korean school uniforms, or uniform girls in island country action movies.  The thighs were exposed, and they were white. Fortunately, the heating in the clubhouse is sufficient, otherwise it would be useless.

    He was harshly greeted in unison, and his little finger picked out his ear piercing. Instead of the manager's expected reaction, he was only puzzled. He glanced at Wu Dawei like an idiot: "Today is Halloween?"

    Wu Dawei was speechless when asked, and explained in a low voice: "Didn't you say yesterday that you have become a vegetarian recently and you like pure ones? Are school uniforms pure enough?"

    Wang Mingsheng looked at him, guarding his subordinates and not wanting to lose face to him, but the other party just came to him to seek bad luck, you say it's annoying or not.

    "are you crazy."

    "No" Wu Dawei looked at him innocently, not knowing what was wrong with him.

    Wang Ming straightened his sleeves, and said politely to the girls: "What should you do, your manager Wu has washed his head and got into trouble this morning."

    As he spoke, he took off the leather gloves, threw them into Wu Dawei's arms, and reprimanded him very dissatisfied: "Don't make the girls in the clubhouse look like /butchers? Can you order singers, salesmen, and serve and sell drinks?"  don't know?"

    Wu Dawei nodded: "I understand."

    Wang Mingsheng added: "Of course, we have no right to interfere with them if they want to exchange feelings with clients in private. They are all for making a living. No one is more noble than anyone else, and no one is lower than anyone else."

    Just after this wave of reprimand, Wu Dawei's cell phone rang, he glanced at it, and waited for him to answer.

    ?After speaking, report on the phone: "Professor Gao reserved a room with us and said that he will discuss cooperation with the company."

    Wang Ming paused, "Which Professor Gao? Gao Sinan's father?"

    "yes."

    Wang Mingsheng suddenly thought of someone like Liang Ci, so he left without saying anything.

    ?Professor Gao Yongfang often came here to cheer, his conversation was extraordinary, humorous, and often made the girls in the club laugh. In this regard, Wang Mingsheng felt that Gao Sinan might not be his own, and he was not at all like his father.

    Perhaps Gao Yongfang was too good, so good that he even paid for his son's share.

    Say Cao Cao and Cao Pi are here.

    Gao Yongfang didn't arrive, but Gao Sinan's call arrived.

    His legs were resting on the corner of the table, upturned, and he was sitting basking in the sun, and he had just loosened the soil for his favorite potted plant in the office.  It was sunny and warm at the moment.

    The man felt sleepy, rubbed his face, and asked lazily, "What's wrong?"

    "It's Liang Ci's birthday tonight. My dad can't accompany me because I have something to do. I plan to sing a song together in your private room."

    "Ah," Wang Mingsheng smiled, "What's going on between you and Professor Gao and his son?"

    "What's wrong?"

    "Your dad is here, are you sure you want to come?"

    "He is with you?"

    "Yes." Wang Mingsheng lit a cigarette, and was surprised that the other party didn't know. He took a puff and said, "It's not appropriate for you to come here to celebrate your birthday again."

    Gao Sinan was a little displeased, and his voice became low: "He said he hasn't come back from a business trip."

    The sun was so hot that he couldn't open his eyes, Wang Mingsheng was silent for a while, and couldn't help talking: "Are they at odds?"

    Gao Sinan seemed unwilling to say more, sighed on the phone and said, "I don't know."

    Wang Mingsheng extinguished the cigarette in his hand, and there was still half of it unfinished. He stuffed it into the ashtray and pressed it hard, the cigarette broke, and the cigarette debris wrapped inside was exposed.

    Gao Sinan said over there: "Then go somewhere else, are you free tonight?"

    He paused, stopped pressing the cigarette, and remained silent for a while: "I'm free."

    "Come and play together when you have time, it's fun when there are more people."

    Wang Mingsheng usually resents such occasions and makes noise, unless he is willing to show up in the clubhouse in order to win people over for money and benefits. This time, for some reason, he agreed by accident: "No problem."

      "I will let you know when the place is booked."

    "good."

    He put away his cell phone, couldn't sit still, stared sideways at the green plants around him in a daze.

    Not long after the phone ding-dong, Gao Sinan said that the place was found, and I will meet you at Tianhui Plaza at 7:00 in the evening, and asked him to call in advance when he arrived.

    Gao Yongfang has brought someone here, and he is downstairs.  Wang Mingsheng didn't reply to the message, because he didn't have this habit, got up and went out, and went down the stairs. The walls on both sides of the aisle were inlaid with reflective glass, with angular design, and the lights were soft but bright. He paced out, and the door on the right was closed.  It was locked from the inside, was there a sound coming in, he couldn't help but approached, and looked inside through the narrow crack of the door.

    Gao Yongfang chatted happily with the girl sitting beside him, put his hand on the woman's long leg, and stroked it from time to time.

    The atmosphere inside is very good.

    He scanned Professor Gao's body, saw the exquisite cuffs, and then scanned the lines of the shirt collar. He was very particular about the details, and he was really different from a person like him who would pay for every buffet.

    Wang Mingsheng felt that even if he was a show, he himself was a show, but others were a show, and there were many literati.

    This is very annoying.

    As soon as he turned around, he realized that at some point there was Manager Wu standing next to him. Wang Mingsheng saw him froze, and was a little embarrassed, just like being caught peeping at a little daughter-in-law taking a shower outside.  Said: "If you walk without making a sound, could it be that you are a ghost?"

    Old Wu smiled dryly, couldn't resist his curiosity, moved his head forward, and squeezed a little: "Brother Sheng, let me see what you are looking at."

    Wang Mingsheng couldn't bear it anymore, raised his hand to greet him on the back of the head, and patted him away, "Go aside, what are you looking at, peeping at the eye of the needle. Do you have professional ethics?"

    Old Wu smiled and asked, "Then what are you looking at?"

    Wang Mingsheng turned cold and looked at him calmly.

    "Get out of here."

    He spit out four words from between his teeth.

    Then, under Old Wu's puzzled gaze, he shook his hand and left, Wu Dawei couldn't help scratching his head.  Obviously it was Wang Mingsheng who told him to get out, but Wang Mingsheng left before he was given a chance to get out.

    ?I don¡¯t know if he¡¯s overthinking it, but he always feels that brother Sheng has been a little drifting recently, and he¡¯s very dry. It¡¯s best to eat more bitter melon to reduce the fire.

    ****

    Liang Ci came out with her bag after class, wearing a ponytail, a black overcoat, and a small sweater with a hat inside. She had just stepped down the steps and left the teaching entrance when she saw Gao Sinan standing on the side of the road waiting for her.

    Spotted her at a glance and waved to this side.

    She wrapped her clothes tightly and walked towards him.  The weather was getting colder every day, and it started to get dark before six o'clock. The cold wind carried a bit of desolation, and the fallen leaves on the trees were crumbling and vulnerable.

    Winter is too bleak, not her favorite season.

    As soon as I walked to the side door, a female student holding a flyer came over, shivering from the cold. There have been a lot of club activities recently, and the school also organized a competition, so more flyers were handed out.

    "Student, are you interested in going to the countryside to experience it?"

    Liang Ci was stunned. There was no light at the side door, and the street lights couldn't shine through. The corners were inevitably dimly lit. When she raised her eyes to look at the other party, she could only vaguely see a young and immature face, tied in a ponytail like hers, around twenty years old.

    She smiled, turned her gaze to the flyer handed over by the female student, but did not accept it, and said softly, "I'm not a student, sorry."

    The other party was also obviously stunned, and the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, and the girl was a little embarrassed: "Ah I see you are so young."

    There are not too many teachers in the university, Liang Ci is used to it, smiled at her, and went around.

    The little girl didn't take her words seriously. After all, she said them to ease the embarrassment, so she didn't have much credibility.

    Probably because she was dressed relatively young. In the first year of her Ph.D. graduation, she always felt that she was only eighteen years old, and her youth was just right.  In fact, life is really short, I thought I was a little girl, and I couldn't even catch the little tail of youth in the blink of an eye.

    What's more, she is a young married woman who has just stepped into the palace and is already going down.

    Gao Sinan directly opened the car door and asked her to get in the car. Liang Ci hesitated, "Where are you going?"

    "Eat and sing."

    Liang Ci looked at him without moving, and said calmly, "Did your father ask you to be a lobbyist?"

    "What lobbyist?"

    Liang Ci smiled, and the smile was a little pale, "He has been avoiding me recently."

    "Why?"

    "Because I want to divorce him."

    Gao Sinan lowered his eyes, without much surprise, and asked, "Have you figured it out?"

    Liang Ci nodded, "Yes, your father is a good teacher, but not a good husband."

    Gao Sinan remained silent, with complex emotions in his eyes, "I support you." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com)Dad is a good teacher, but not a good husband.  "

    Gao Sinan remained silent, with complex emotions in his eyes, "I support you." (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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