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Part VII: The Night Is Like Water (1)

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    When he was about to enter the security check at the airport, Da Da grasped Ai Ni's hand and stood behind several black people.  The black people were chattering, dancing, and restless even for a minute. The people around them were not surprised, and did not respond to their voices or eyes until they entered the security gate one by one.

    "Honey, don't be reluctant. When you arrive in Yucheng, I will buy you a complete set. There is everything there, Mary Kay, Chanel"

    Dacheng said softly, dragged Aini's small bag from her waist, took out her liquid cosmetics one after another, and threw them into the self-discard box next to the security gate.  Like a good child, she watched his swift movements without saying a word.

    ? This is a night flight from Shenzhen to Yucheng.

    They arrived at the airport by taxi, avoiding the company's driver.  After entering the hall, Aini has been leaning her graceful and fragile head on Dacheng's shoulder. He is dragging a simple suitcase with one hand and gently wrapping his arms around her slender waist with the other.  The black guys were obviously infected by the intimacy and love of their lovers, humming and dancing while smiling and courteous to them.

    They are indeed a pair of eye-catching beautiful lovers, like the best hero and heroine, the woman is delicate and the man is tough.  Moreover, this pair of lovers seems to have many romantic and ruthless things: they are pale, tender and indifferent.

    Almost approaching the yellow line, Ai Ni began to look back.  Of course, no one would see her off, but her action seemed to arouse Dacheng's vigilance, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

    He is not at ease about anything now.

    He looked at her, his piercing eyes flicking back quickly.

    "Honey!" he whispered in her ear, gently pushing her into the yellow line.  She has no luggage and passes quickly.  When he arrived, the suitcase was repeatedly checked by the security machine, and there was a beeping sound from his body.  When the female police officer signaled him to stand aside for the test, he saw on the computer monitor that all the items in his suitcase were displayed as messy lines.  In front, Ai Ni's frail figure quickly disappeared into the chaotic flow of people heading to the terminal hall.

    As soon as he passed the security check, he ran.

    "Ani!" he yelled.

    Just for a moment, she disappeared, as if swallowed by air.

    Near the coffee house, he saw the black youths who had been following them just now. They should be foreign students who started their summer tour.  He ran to them.

    "Excuse me!" He eagerly spread his hands to them: "The lady who was with me just now, have you seen it?" They shrugged, waved their hands, and helped up his carry-on suitcase that had fallen on the ground.

    Dacheng is a person who can cope with any accidents, which is a trait he has honed when he was a stockbroker in the past.  But at this moment, he really didn't know if he was too nervous and suspicious, or if Aini was trying to play some tricks.

    He calmed down and walked straight to the boarding gate. The lady from Yuhang Company with a peacock feather blue tie was waiting for him with a smile. He was the last guest.

    "Sir, please show your boarding pass!" Miss Peacock tilted her head slightly and said to him gently.  After scanning the barcode with a sound of "Du", he strode into the boarding aisle with a "bang bang".  Once in the cabin, he looked around, looking for Ani.

    Miss Peacock in the cabin urged him: "Sir, the plane is about to take off, please take your seat."

    The cabin was full of guests from the ** tour group via Shenzhen to Yucheng. Next to him was a Filipino light brown beauty with an even complexion and steaming.

    He took out his mobile phone and was about to turn it off when Secretary Nana's call came in immediately: "Mr. Da, where are you?"

    "I am here¡­¡­"

    He hated her asking questions like this: where, who was she with, what were she doing, and so on.  Every woman who has a relationship with him unconsciously regards their relationship as a relationship between a man and a woman that can be controlled. He thinks this is the most ridiculous thing about women.

    His voice became angry: "Talk about something!"

    Nana told him that South Korea's Kim Group, which was planning to acquire the company's Blu-ray Hotel, sent a fax saying that Jin Shunwu and his daughter will arrive in Shenzhen tomorrow and clearly request to stay in Blu-ray. They will not go anywhere except Blu-ray.

    He answered Nana very quickly: "Send them to a five-star hotel, accompany them to the Pearl River Delta, and say that all the rooms of Blu-ray have been booked. In addition, he revealed to Jin Shunwu and his daughter that the company's vice president and above  They are receiving people from Wenzhou and negotiating hotel acquisitions. So, they can do whatever they like. The tone must be polite and gentle, but the attitude must be tough.¡±

    Nana was in a hurry: "Boss Da, what if they turn around and leave? Our blue light"

    He got angry: "I have been with me for so long?Six-color snacks are always sincerely happy, and she is always a naive little girl when it comes to food.

    With pity in his heart, he muttered to himself: "Baby Aini, a short and beautiful life!"

    Life is indeed very fragile, especially for a beautiful, incompetent, sentimental woman like Ai Ni, who has always been dependent on men.

    She is just like a beautiful piece of glass, like a tempting ice cream, like a scented evening primrose She must be wearing that soft and loose red Dior dress, which he brought back from abroad.  The language means that she will only belong to him forever - red is the color of life.  He loves red very much, red encourages him and stimulates him to fight and gallop like a beast.  His women also wear the red series of clothes he bought from inside to outside, so that they can't tell which clothes are their own and which are others'.  They are all passers-by, of this city, of the hotels and villas he arrived at, and of their own lives.  They had to hold up red torches for him in order to nibble a little of his bread from his table.  When the flames burn out, they each go to their own destinations.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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