Our Glamorous Time

For many people, this New Year's Eve is no different.

Ning Weikai stayed with his wife as usual, and went back to the old house of Zhu's family for dinner. At midnight, holding her in front of the window and watching the fireworks Shou Sui, once again, promised her a lifelong love commitment;

Chen Zheng was still sitting on the flamboyant dance floor, beside him was a voluptuous woman. He squinted, drunkenly looked at the paper drunken gold fan in front of him, just want to indulge tonight, just want to enjoy and release himself.

Xue Mingtao is still working overtime in the office; Gu Yanzhi's **** is haunted and traveling abroad; Gao Lang is on duty in the security room, thinking of the double salary at the end of the year issued on the salary card, satisfied...

But everyone will think of the same problem-in the new year, I want to...how.

I want to continue to maintain the position of Xinbaorui as the industry champion, strangle all possible offenses and provocations; I want to retaliate against him, and her, this hatred is not a good man; and, I don’t understand those big things, but I will Follow the battalion commander, save more money, and send it back to the parents...

*, It is always a hole filled with dissatisfaction in people's hearts, and it is always intertwined.

At this moment, after more than ten hours of flight, Lin Qian dragged his luggage and stood in the doorway of an elegant and quiet apartment in the Upper East Side of Manhattan. status!

But now, let's visit the cold-blooded lonely brother first.

"Ding Dong--"

The doorbell rang for a while and no one answered.

Lin Qian shrugged. Today is not a weekend. It is normal for Lin Mochen to work overtime. She didn't tell him in advance in order to surprise him and not cause him any extra disturbance.

Resolutely took out his key and opened the door to enter.

after an hour.

Lin Qian was lying in the bathtub with a bottle of red wine that someone had in his possession. The wine in the crystal glass is bright red, reflecting the starlight outside the window, lazy and comfortable.

It's just a mobile phone, and Ding Dong Ding Dong has been ringing all the time, all new year blessing messages from friends and colleagues. There is even a rival Chen Zheng sent: I wish her new year's wishes come true, rising step by step-Si Meiqi Chen Zheng. It is estimated that it was sent by a group. Lin Qiang was a bit happy while reading it, and ignored him.

Because she was abroad, most of the text messages she did not return. Only picked a few leaders and sent a blessing text message in the past. To Li Zhicheng, she was a bit hesitant.

Somehow, thinking that he asked her lightly yesterday if she wanted to go to the theater together, she felt like grass, wild and chaotic in her heart.

After thinking for a while, I started typing: President Li, I wish you all the best in the New Year, and Aida will achieve great results again. Another: The New Year’s Eve tea party must be very nice, I wish you a happy tonight.

Within a minute, he replied: "I didn't go."

Lin Qian looked at this brief reply, slightly startled.

Recalling his silent and handsome face that day, how did she feel a sense of loneliness imperceptible from these seemingly calm and indifferent words?

This made her suddenly feel a trace of guilt.

At this moment, vocals came downstairs. Lin Qiang was refreshed, threw the phone aside and stood up from the bathtub.

——

downstairs.

Lin Mochen was really busy today. He also had no idea of ​​having a holiday. What ever? Does a person treat the moon alone? Or, like other single men in the United States, go to the bar for a night and find an affair? He doesn't have that Pacific time and boredom~ fun. And the women in the bar are mostly too ugly.

Until now, his work has not ended. Several partners were invited to the house, and everyone did not bother. They sat down on the bright and elegant terrace of his house, sipped tea, and whispered to discuss a recent investment project at hand.

After just talking for half an hour, a black partner suddenly froze and asked him, "Jason, have you heard anything?"

When he asked so, everyone calmed down. Then I really heard, even light footsteps came from the second floor: click, click, click...

Everyone looked at each other, Lin Mochen listened to the footsteps, but already heard who it was, and smiled slightly. It was that rare, genuine, cheerful smile, and the deep, full silhouette was so handsome under the lamp. So that the female partner sitting beside him suddenly realized: "Jason, do you have a woman at home?"

Lin Mochen: "It's my sister."

As soon as the words fell, I saw a young girl who walked down the stairs and smiled at them: "Brother! Hi, how are you."

Men are all visual animals. The Wall Street elite here, most men. At this time, I saw black, white, and yellow races. As long as they were men, everyone's eyes fell on Lin Qian.

The Chinese girl in her twenties was wearing a simple black hoodie and jeans, and under her feet were a pair of plush slippers. The wet, long hair draped over his shoulders, and his tender white cheeks were flushed with water vapor. Although it is not the most beautiful face, the facial features are pretty and fresh, both exotic and vivid.

Lin Mochen's eyes first fell on his sister, and then swept the men.

He frowned slightly.

He stood up and smiled like a wind: "A family member came to visit, we will discuss here today?"

Decisive delivery.

Five minutes later, the idlers at home have been emptied by Lin Mochen.

Lin Qian stood beside him, smilingly sent the last person out of the entrance. I saw Lin Mochen lightly glance at her: "I didn't know to say hello before coming? What did a girl run by herself?"

Lin Qian "hey" smiled, took his arm and walked into the room: "I'm not trying to surprise you. Brother, have you just been scared by the footsteps of my grudge, haha."

Lin Mochen chuckled and refused to answer.

I haven’t seen him for such a long time. Lin Qian came to visit and must prepare a gift for him. It's just that she had no time to go shopping at the last day of work in Aida. So the gift to him is also very good-

It's an Aida men's wallet from the company.

Sure enough, Lin Mochen took the wallet, looked at it patiently, and threw it on the sofa.

Lin Qian protested: "You can't discriminate against domestic brands! In fact, the quality and workmanship are very good. And this is the company I am in now, due to hard work."

Lin Mochen: "Waiting for you and your friends to achieve the top five in the world, I can consider using it."

Lin Qian pretended to be rebutted, but suddenly thought of Li Zhicheng because of his "little partner". I remembered the passion and perseverance he used to inspire everyone to compete for the Mingsheng project, as well as his strategy and decisiveness.

Suddenly, in the face of the bullish courageous brother, I also feel very emboldened.

She didn't blow up anymore, she was uncharacteristically and calmly smiled: "Huh... there will be that day, you wait."

——

Opposite the apartment, across the road, is a luxurious five-star hotel. There was light snow that night, and they were scattered on the branches of the street and the hair of pedestrians.

Lin Qian was sitting in the restaurant of the hotel, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window, and was a little fascinated unconsciously.

Lin Mochen, who was sitting opposite, was holding a silver knife and fork, cutting the steak gracefully, while observing his sister's expression quietly.

"Has a boyfriend?" He suddenly said, "Is that fierce?"

Lin Qian stiffened and turned to look at him.

"How do you know... no, I didn't have a boyfriend. But what do you say about him?"

Lin Mochen sneered: "You don't look down on other people."

Lin Qian was shocked by his spicy eyesight. After being silent for a while without concealing it, he said, "No good. He confessed to me, and I refused."

Lin Mochen looked at his sister and said nothing.

Although she said calmly that she refused, she was completely unaware that the knife and fork in her hand were poking at the good steak on the plate.

Lin Mochen's eyes sank: "Very well, I should refuse. I won't agree now."

Lin Qian was surprised and asked, "Why?"

Lin Mochen put down his knife and fork, and then took a napkin and wiped his mouth. Then he replied lightly: "Because he is not an ordinary person. Lin Qian, the more the man with the best organization, in love, the more you want him to cramp Peeling the bone, there is nothing left to see his true heart."

——

After half an hour.

Lin Qian was wearing a down jacket, hat, gloves and scarf, standing under the porch outside the restaurant. After a while, looking back into the glass window, Lin Mochen, who was sitting on the phone and quietly looking on the spot, could not help but slaughter again!

How can there be such a brazen brother!

She just listened to what he just said, and subconsciously asked: "Brother, you are also this kind of man. Have you been cramped and peeled?"

Lin Mochen immediately turned black and ignored her for half a while.

Lin Qian did not know his history of love. But I guess something at the moment, so I dare not ask too much. Taking advantage of his open space to answer the phone, he came out to breathe.

The hotel is of European-style architecture, with large trees scattered among the buildings, and a small green area, covered with snow and soft lights. On the side of the glass door, there is a Chinese-style red lantern hanging, which is full of red and very touching. There are also some small pieces of paper with Chinese characters on it, which seems to be a traditional Chinese lantern guessing riddle. Several people surrounded the circle of lanterns, looking left and right.

Lin Qian also walked over to join in the excitement.

Take one by one and look at it: Hey, it's very interesting. I saw "Man's World (playing a word)" written on it. Lin Qianzheng was thinking what it was. He heard a short, beautiful girl who was suspected of being a Japanese, and said to her companions in English: "Don't guess, someone just guessed all the riddles."

The companion replied: "Did he win the first prize?"

Lin Qian came in interest, turned his head to look over, and listened to the white waitress who smiled and said, "Yes, it is a very handsome guy (a handsome guy), ah, he went back to get the prize."

As soon as the words fell, they all looked over. Lin Qian turned back, and saw a man with a hand in his trouser pocket and a lantern in his hand, and walked out.

The light was dim there, and the man was vaguely seen wearing a black coat, tall and low in footsteps. He lowered his head and the light reflected his hazy and slender silhouette, which only made him feel very cold, calm and handsome.

It's just that Lin Qian looked at... how familiar?

But it should be impossible.

The Japanese girl next to Lin Qian said to her companion, "Is it a Korean man?" Immediately stepped forward with the companion, wanting to see the man's appearance.

The result was just in front of Lin Qian.

Seeing that he was unwilling to fall behind, Lin Qian also walked a few steps forward, bypassing them and occupying a favorable terrain in the front row, wanting to see a clear one.

Then, I saw the man getting closer and closer.

The more familiar the figure, the more surprised the more.

In the end, the man raised his head, completely ignoring the comments and attention of others, and looked at her at a glance.

He didn't wear a suit today, only ordinary black jacket and casual trousers, and he looked younger and more eye-catching. Under the dark long eyebrows, in the light of Shen Zhan's eyes, there was a shallow light, and smiles also appeared.

"Lin Qian, Happy New Year."

Lin Qian’s first reaction was... to reach out and rub his eyes.

"Li, why are you here?" Why did you carry a lantern?

The white waitress on the side was surprised: "Hey, sir, you didn't get the first prize Ipone? This lantern is the third prize."

She said this, Lin Qian subconsciously looked into his hand. It was a very delicate octagonal lantern, the rice paper was thin and the ears were black. The face of the lamp is imprinted with ancient ladies, with graceful and charming lines.

The Japanese **** the side is still talking quietly. But Lin Qianzhu didn't react in shock, Li Zhicheng glanced at her, his eyes lightly, and said, "Stretch your hands. Two."

Lin Qian looked at him inexplicably, extending both hands. Because of his sudden appearance, her heartbeat was suddenly unstable.

His face was soft and vivid like a relief in the dim light around him. He looked at her with his dark eyes, and put the lantern in his hand into the palm of her left hand.

"Hold." A deep, clear voice.

"Oh, okay." Lin Qian took hold, but thought in his mind-BOSS saw someone next to him, a big man holding a lantern embarrassed? So let her hold it? Hey, why do you stretch out two hands...

The right hand suddenly became hot.

He was held by him.

The man's hand was dry and warm, and she clasped her tightly and intertwined her fingers.

Lin Qiang looked up at him.

He also looked at her quietly, his eyes deep in the night, but his hands were tightly held, his fingerprints were still, and there was no sign of letting go.

"Wow..." the girl next to him whispered in admiration.

Lin Qian's heartbeat "Plop, Plop, Plop—"

Not to mention that he suddenly fell magically from the sky and came to her.

Say as soon as you meet: reach out, two.

However, one hand held the lantern he gave, the other hand...to hold him.

This, this, this too...

He gazed at him for a moment, he said nothing, turned around and took her hand and walked out.

Lin Qian had to carry the lantern and followed him quickly. The hand clenched by him was as hot as iron. He was so vigorously led by him, ignoring the attention of others and the hustle and bustle around him. The two walked silently through the crowd, out of the hotel, and onto the bustling street where snow fluttered.

The author has something to say: Ang Ang, there are fewer updates today, because the old Mo family went to the hot spring today and come back tomorrow. Tomorrow for an update, I will code words at the hot spring villa. In case it is not updated, I will post a leave notice tomorrow afternoon. If it is updated, it should be later, at 8 or 9 in the evening.

ps: Li Zhicheng, do you think there are only beautiful women in America waiting for you? There are also beautiful brothers, brothers who have the same fighting strength as you!

Ps: I saw a girl who said she wanted to see commercial warfare but not romance. Although this article is not long, there is of course business warfare. Li always wrote the second note~~~ Romance line, otherwise the commercial war is over and neither has progressed. In addition, the first part of the business war is actually the lowest-end sales war. Only then did it really rise to the level of commercial warfare~ Old Mo was so designed, hehe.