Chapter 32: The Limping Bunny Runs Fast Page 1
In the many years before I met Baozi, I was also a "tough" person and had been a "covering crotch faction". I originally wanted to find some porn videos to watch, those scenes I could recite fluently. People say Japanese is hard to learn, anyway my Japanese level is enough to have phone ** with Japanese girls.
I spent half the day wandering around like a cat on an iron roof, and my energy had decreased a lot. I simply played with myself, wearing Liu Bang's dragon robe and Xiang Yu's armor inside. In front of the mirror, I turned around to admire myself, then ran to that house and hung Qin Shi Huang's knife coin on my waist. When I returned to the mirror, the guy who came out looked like the owner of a longevity clothing store in the Republic of China era. Just as I was enjoying myself, I heard someone coming from downstairs.
I ran to the staircase and saw a stunning beauty standing leisurely, admiring the artwork on the wall. She was wearing a beige Versace outfit, casually holding a matching handbag, exuding an aura of elegance and poise that made one dare not look directly at her. If Jin Shao Yan 1 had a similar aura, it was because she grew up with a silver spoon in her mouth, but this woman's confidence came from within herself. This kind of woman, you could tell at a glance, had been through the struggles and hardships of the workplace, and those delicate ankles must have unknowingly kicked away many men who dared to underestimate her.
Although I'm still struggling in the sea of desire, but as soon as I saw her, I completely calmed down. They say that female bosses easily arouse men's desire to conquer, but that would be a man who can sit on an equal level with her, like me, forget it. Even if she had a one-night stand with you and played out all the romance, she couldn't even afford to compensate for her underwear, let alone leave a few hundred dollars on the bedside table, I'd rather die by smashing my head against it.
Of course, she now wants to play the queen with me and tear up this suit I'm wearing. She can't afford it either - Mr. Lu Xun said it well, this is indeed the Ah Q spirit.
I strode down the stairs in my emperor's robe, with my leg hair faintly visible, and the slippers making a kicking sound on the steps. I warmly greeted her: "Is there anything I can help you with?"
She didn't say a word, just quietly waited for me to come down. Looking at my outfit, she should be a bit dizzy too. I was also very embarrassed. The time was too urgent and there was no chance to change into another suit. If not wearing the cloak, only the big shorts and the winged armor were left. How many modern people recognize this armor? People who don't know might think it's a chocolate-made bellyband. If I came down like that, the police wouldn't ask any questions before shooting me dead, and I wouldn't even have the face to cry injustice.
I waited for half a day, and all I got was her casual remark "just take a look."
What's wrong with you? This is a pawnshop, not a fashion city, what's there to look at?
But customers are God, and this woman seemed to be a rich person, can't afford to offend her, so I had no choice but to sit down on the sofa and say: "Then just take a look around."
I really can't find anything more interesting than myself in this room.
The beautiful woman glanced around and walked towards the door. As she grasped the doorknob with one hand, she suddenly turned her head and asked me: "Are you Manager Xiao?"
I nodded and she also gave me a cold nod before leaving.
This morning, I encountered such a strange thing. At noon, I ate a package of instant noodles and was about to take a nap when I received a call from Ruhua Girl. This time she called me in the capacity of Jin Shao Yan's secretary, inviting me to go to Jin Shao Yan's office to watch the horse racing live broadcast together.
Jin Shao Yan was indeed a bit unreasonable in the past, he thought that "the world's number one" was already won and wanted to mock me as soon as the competition ended. I had no mental burden at all and agreed very easily.
Thinking of Jin's repeated emphasis on dressing up, I was too lazy to change. Liu Bang's imperial robe was slippery and cool to wear, besides, this was absolutely formal enough, right? As I thought about it, I suddenly laughed viciously. I took off my robe and armor, put on a sleeveless vest, still wearing shorts and slippers, and carried that new phone in a bag. I went out the door, hailed a taxi, and headed straight to the Science Park. When I arrived at their company entrance, the security guard was still the same, this time he didn't say anything and let me go in.
I deliberately wandered around each floor like a second-rate kid, earning a full house of white eyes before finally getting on the 16th floor. I put on my Bluetooth earbuds and dialed Jin2's number. The other end was still chaotic, with occasional bursts of laughter from Baozi and Li Shishi, as well as voices coming from Jing Er's stupid semiconductor. Jin2 seemed to be having a blast, not waiting for me to speak before telling me about the interesting things they encountered at the Forest Park, including Xiang Yu almost using a tree branch to make a bow and arrow to go hunting.
I'm so angry that my teeth are itching, I told him the situation on my side, Jin 2 said: "Anyway, you already know the result, but you have to pretend to be very nervous, after winning, apologize to him and give him a chance to save face, not only can you get a car, he will also thank you, so it's more convenient for you to ask him for money in the future."
Jin 2's only characteristic is being more ruthless than Jin 1. I've never seen anyone so desperate to set themselves up like this.
I left the phone on and entered Jin Shao Yan's office smoothly. This kid had an eager and excited face, looking like he was waiting to humiliate me. The 5 million he invested might have been forgotten long ago.
I swaggered in like this, and Jin Shao Yan didn't mind, I reckon even if I took a dump on his office desk right now he wouldn't get angry, in his eyes, I'm as good as dead.
In Jin Shao Yan's office, a gigantic plasma TV occupied an entire wall.
On the screen is a live broadcast of a certain Hong Kong TV station, which is a professional horse racing channel. The race has not started yet, and the host is speaking in Cantonese to introduce the information of the 16 horses participating in this game. The No. 1 horse is that "Unbeatable", from the data displayed on the screen, it can be seen that this horse has a winning rate of 89%, which is a tall and red British thoroughbred horse. The host introduced it for more than one minute, and when it came to No. 14, it was the turn of "Repeatedly Defeated", which is an ordinary black horse. The winning rate column on the screen is gray, with the best ranking: "4". The camera lingered on it for a few seconds before moving on, and the host also didn't know what to say, but the sarcastic tone was very obvious.
I moved a leather sofa in front of the screen, used a potted plant as an ashtray, pulled out a crumpled soft white sand and put one end in my mouth, then took out another one and pretended to throw it at Jin Shao Yan - got into the habit of scattering cigarette ashes.
Jin Shaoyan smiled wryly and shook his head, leaning back in the boss's chair. He pulled out a cigar from the humidor, cut off the tip with scissors, and elegantly lit it up.
Alas, I've already lost the upper hand in terms of momentum. I'm still stuck at the level where a few buddies gather to watch soccer games, each bringing their own folding chair and bottle of beer.
During this time, my phone was always on, Jin 2 was very carefree and only played by himself, ignoring me. I kept hearing the excited shouts of tourists from his side, mixed with the sounds of a five-person group and packages. It seems they were sitting in a sightseeing car watching fierce beasts hunting.
At this time, the game began, and with a gunshot, 16 racehorses "like untamed wild dogs" rushed out of the starting gate. "Unbeatable" was very impolite and ran at the front, leading the pack, followed by No. 8 and No. 3, then No. 15 and No. 7... After I saw No. 14 "Repeatedly Defeated but Still Fighting", I started coughing violently due to the smoke: This beast was running forward with a limp, like a crippled rabbit, and had already fallen behind by 200 meters after just half a lap. The jockey was having a great time, becoming a bullfighter, being tossed around by "Repeatedly Defeated but Still Fighting", making the entire field laugh non-stop. Even the leading "Unbeatable" had its thunder stolen by this pair of clowns.
This scene has almost driven me to the verge of collapse, and in my earphones, I can still hear Baozi's happy shouting: "Caught it! Bit it!" I muttered angrily: "You little rascal, that horse you were talking about is about to be overtaken by 'Unparalleled Under Heaven', are you kidding me?"
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