Criminal Psychology

For Xunlian Company, a large number of crayfish are listed in spring and summer as a demarcation.

In fact, he doesn't have fine requirements on diet. He and Lin Chen often make instant noodles and take-outs.

But just like Lin Chen's persistent request for breakfast, he also has a passion for crayfish.

Thirteen incense can, steamed shrimp is also good, but only the spicy crayfish is the king of shrimp, a number of times.

And in a year, only one or two months of crawfish can reach the most fat peak of prawns, so during the weekend, driving a hundred kilometers to Yongchuan for two days to eat crawfish is not excessive.

When he and Lin Chen proposed this, they had just left the unit office building.

"Let's go." Lin Chen said so.

The dynasty followed, cheering.

Xing Lianlian looked at the clouds of fire in the sky and felt that the weather was really comfortable.

Pure guys go out, no need to prepare at all, one throttle to Yongchuan, when the sky is not completely dark.

This time, of course, there is no need to pretend and there is no need to slap, so they are planning to live somewhere near Yongchuan University.

Cohen's suburban hotel in May can't even order a takeaway, and it's really not attractive except for the comfortable bed.

However, at the time of getting off the highway, Xun Linchen sought the opinion of Xia Linchen.

Lin Chen turned on her mobile phone and picked a quick hotel at 500 meters near Yexiao Street according to the rating. When the order was placed, the dynasty was still shouting, "Why do you need my brother Achen's position?"

Lin Chen turned his head and asked if he had any other ideas, such as they can live near the children's playground ...

The dynasty thought about this proposal seriously, but in the end the love of spicy crayfish still prevailed.

This is not the end, it is probably Lin Chen's problem that evokes any memories of the dynasty.

"In that year, really, when it was the most bitter, I ate canned soybeans for three months, and farting was all that taste."

"There is also camel chewing in the desert. The smell is called a pervert."

"When the boss said that he was going to retire and return to China, I was faint. I was so dizzy that I do n’t have to eat pizza every day.

The dynasty said more and more ridiculous, and even asked for a snot and a tear in the lobby of the Express Hotel to tell Lin Chen that he had eaten spicy crabs and cried for the first time.

"I didn't want to leave by holding the table. The boss lied to me that Merlin also had it, which was even better than this! Later, I found out that it was a hoax, a downright hoax!"

"okay!"

In the elevator, although Lin Chen's face was calm, Xun Conglian finally couldn't help drinking the dynasty, "It wasn't compensation for you!"

"Wow, boss, do you make compensation for eating a month of stewed mutton, Mai Lin, tropical, hot days, stewed mutton, me!"

"What's the matter, do you have any dissatisfaction, the stew is still shipped domestically."

"But the dipping sauce, the key Merlin mutton dipping sauce is still sweet, so it is said to be metamorphic!"

"metamorphosis."

When the elevator arrived, Lin Chen, who had been holding his hands in his pockets, said leisurely beside him.

Xun was stunned and slowly turned his head.

"Eating three months of beans is too much."

Out of the elevator into the corridor, Lin Chen said.

When the dynasty heard this, he almost hugged his thigh without choking.

"Whatever you want to eat these past two days, your boss pays."

Lin Chen brushed the door open and settled.

When the dynasty got Danshu and Tieyu, he sent the mountain to live long.

In order to show his support for his elder brother Chen, the dynasty immediately turned around and said that he would wait in line for Wang Ji's Spicy Shrimp, and disappeared within three seconds.

Lin Chen entered the room and opened the window for ventilation.

The hotel location is not good, the furnishings are simple, the family room has a small restaurant, a table and four chairs.

The bar is an electric kettle and tea. Lin Chen quietly boils water, sits in a chair and waits for the water to boil.

Xing Conglian sat down opposite him, wondering what he wanted to say.

The air was the hiss of boiling water in an electric kettle, and the traffic coming and going outside the window was a little remote and clear.

The atmosphere was relaxed.

Xing Conglian looked at Lin Chen's face under the yellow light and blinked gently: "Counselor Lin, what's wrong?"

"Obviously there is a snack to hurt you." Lin Chen said frankly.

The water just boiled, Lin Chen got up and hot the cup, and made two green tea bags.

Xun Lian stood up and walked around to grab his waist.

His unshaven jaw pinched his neck, which did not affect Lin Chen's tea making.

"Then I still have to pay for it. You don't know how much you can eat." He asked with a smile.

"But I'm a little bit emotional. It's a good time to feel a little angry when I'm done."

Counselor Lin said that he was slightly angry, that is, no more, no less, just right.

However, in that peaceful tone, Xun Conglian was still afraid of his hands shaking, hot water pouring in or something.

He can only scratch his head and say, "It ’s not that you ca n’t admit wrong first, because if you do, you must ask me if I know where I am going wrong. If I do n’t know, I have to kneel on the keyboard. What happened in the past is the past, like fantasy bubbles, should be viewed as such, now it's good ... "

Lin Chen finally put down the electric kettle. He turned around and held him back. Xun Lian relieved.

"If it's me before, probably since you don't say I don't ask, it's good for individuals to keep some secrets in the past and respect each other ..."

"That is!"

"But that's when I have secrets that are hard to tell. Since I don't have any secrets now, how can you still have secrets ... wife."

Lin Chen said as he kissed his auricles, Xing Conglian shivered and swallowed: "What do you want to hear?"

"Speaking of three months of canned soybeans." Lin Chen paused. "The confidential part can be skipped."

Xing Conglian kissed him back, and showed loyalty seriously: "In fact, there is no secret, and how can there be something that cannot be told to you."

"Why never mention it?"

"Pure men bleed without tears."

"Ok?"

Xun Lian was silent, but just hugged Lin Chen: "I feel very miserable, my personal cultivation is not enough, and I have not reached the point where I can talk as a chatter."

"In this regard, you are far worse than the dynasty." Lin Chen said.

Xun Conglian sighed long and couldn't refute.

Lin Chen's inferiority means that he is not as serious as the dynasty, and really doesn't take matters seriously.

For people like them, the most common way to deal with things is to pass the past, and there is nothing to say, that's it.

But some things will not really pass until the day when we talk about it again.

This is probably some kind of psychotherapy, but Xun Cong even thinks that it can also be classified as "I kiss you when you are unhappy".

But in the end, the topic didn't continue.

Because the dynasty called quickly and shouted in a frightened tone: "Boss, there are 500 tables in front of Wang Ji's ranking. Is this world crazy?"

"Wang Ji is so difficult to wait for a place, are you inexperienced, why didn't you invade the ranking system in advance?" Xun Conglian angered.

"Boss, me, a master, a master, is the black crayfish shop ranking system very expensive?" Wang Chao said angrily, and then turned into a dogleg again, "I have a new idea!"

"what do you want?"

"Why do you buy Wang Ji now?"

"Get off!" Xing Conglian was angry. "Isn't Lai Tzu calling for such a thing?"

"I think it's okay, it's a pretty overbearing president."

"Then you have a high ranking system, too!" Xun Conglian sarcastically said, "Isn't it impossible to get in?"

"The boss is useless."

The dynasty still has to say that Lin Chen finally said helplessly: "Do you still want to eat?"

"Of course I think!"

He spoke in unison with the dynasty on and off the phone.

"Is there no way?" Lin Chen paused and changed his tongue. "Is there any way I don't want to contribute?"

"As ordinary people, we really can't help it." Wang Chaoyi resigned severely.

Looking at Lin Chen's line of sight, Xun Cong nodded even.

"Ok."

Lin Chen took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "That's the only way I can figure out."

Twenty minutes later, they stood together at the door of Wang Ji, surrounded by dense diners.

The scent of crayfish came through the store door, and the dynasty was very excited: "Brother Achen, you deserve to be a man who cares for the elderly. Wang Ji also got a phone call, shall we go in now?"

"Wait a second." Lin Chen's eyes drifted, unconcerned.

The dynasty sucked his nose and had a bad look on his face.

Sure enough, at this moment, a figure of a suit and leather shoes came from the end of the long street.

On a hot day, the comer was still wearing a soot suit and a navy blue tie, and he drove back slowly, like someone from another world.

The dynasty looked at the person, and after a few seconds of stagnation, said in horror: "Boss, is my black line number system still not working, I am wrong!"