Although this is not Meng Yanzhang who was born again like him, Meng Yanzhang, a 26-year-old, Duan Jiangqiu found himself unable to refuse. He couldn't help but want to fall on Meng Yanzhang.
As long as it is Meng Yanzhang, no matter what kind of Meng Yanzhang is, he is equally moved.
It was a pleasant surprise for Duan Jiangqiu to meet Meng Yanzhang in a clothing store. He always disliked shopping. Whether it was clothes or accessories, he had a specially designated brand for everything. Every season, new products were sent to his home for him to choose from, and he didn't have to go out shopping at all.
Today, it is rare for him to be patient and accompany his cousin to choose the dress to wear for the charity banquet tonight.
Girls never go shopping specifically to buy something, obviously just to choose a dress, they can buy a lot of things.
"This skirt suits your complexion very well."
"This pair of shoes especially shows the length of your legs."
"This bag especially suits your temperament."
"This silk scarf goes well with your skirt."
Duan Jiangqiu sat on the sofa, listening to Meng Yanzhang's sweet words to his cousin, and instantly felt as sour as eating ten lemons.
He always knew that he was wishful thinking, and it was obvious that Meng Yanzhang was a straight man, and he was still obsessed with Meng Yanzhang.
"All wrapped up." Duan Jiangqiu couldn't stay any longer, so he took out a card and handed it to the shopping guide behind him.
"Just a moment, sir." Miss shopping guide held back the smile on her face and respectfully took Duan Jiangqiu's card to pay the bill.
"I love you to death." Duan Jiangqiu's little cousin excitedly rushed up and hugged him, intending to drop a kiss on his face, which was quickly avoided by Duan Jiangqiu.
Even his brow wrinkled with disgust. "Don't put your lipstick on my face. Your lipstick is worthless. My face is very valuable."
Chen Xiang knows his cousin's temper, but for Duan Jiangqiu's generosity, she doesn't care about him.
"Well, people are just so happy." Chen Xiang took Duan Jiangqiu's hand and tried to lean his face on his shoulder. Before leaning on it, he was held back by Duan Jiangqiu's finger Zen. "Don't rub your powder on my newly bought coat."
"No, my foundation is precious." Chen Xiang ruthlessly touched his face. "Look, it didn't drop at all."
Duan Jiangqiu was not interested in paying attention to her, but she aroused the interest of several shopping guides. When she was sent out, she also asked Chen Xiang in a low voice what brand of foundation was.
When going out, Duan Jiangqiu suddenly hooked his finger at Meng Yanzhang. "You, help me carry these clothes to the car."
The manager stepped forward and said that he could deliver the goods to his door. Duan Jiangqiu shook his head. "No, my car is just below."
There were two male shop assistants in the shop, so they followed Duan Jiangqiu with big bags.
"Just let them take it home. I want to go shopping for a while." Chen Xiang has never been shopping for such a short time, and just went out and went home.
"Didn't you buy the dress?" Duan Jiangqiu hubris at Meng Yanzhang carrying a bag in the left rear.
I bought it, but I just didn't have enough shopping, but Duan Jiangqiu and Chen Xiang, the person who gave money today, didn't say anything more.
Meng Yanzhang and his colleagues put the bag into Duan Jiangqiu's cool sports car and respectfully said goodbye to Duan Jiangqiu.
"Wait a minute." Duan Jiangqiu suddenly stopped Meng Yanzhang and said to his colleague, "Take him a few minutes and tell your manager."
Colleagues recently met many guests who are interested in Meng Yanzhang, and immediately understood and agreed with a smile.
Feeling in my heart, I didn't expect Meng Yanzhang to take it all for men and women.
"You go back to the car." Duan Jiangqiu said to Chen Xiang.
Chen Xiang unknown so, looked at Duan Jiangqiu's eyes, didn't ask any more questions, got on the bus, took out his mobile phone and headphones, and expressed that he didn't want to know anything with his actions.
The parking lot suddenly fell into silence, and Duan Jiangqiu wanted to smoke a little. He licked his lips and looked at Meng Yanzhang. After a long time, he asked, "You don't mix entertainment circles?"
Meng Yanzhang answered him honestly, "Yes."
"Then who are you?" Duan Jiangqiu picked his eyebrows. Since he wants to mix in the entertainment circle, shouldn't he prepare for acting now, and he is not afraid of being dug up as a black history when he goes out to work?
Meng Yanzhang's face showed a self-deprecating smile. "The play has to continue, but you have to eat."
This sentence made Duan Jiangqiu feel sour. He didn't expect Meng Yanzhang's situation to be so difficult that he couldn't afford to eat. He thought that even if Meng Yanzhang directly ruined the film, his salary would be enough for him to live, but he didn't want him to have to work to make a living, so that he could continue to survive in the entertainment circle.
"You ..." He subconsciously wanted Meng Yanzhang to quit and follow him back. He raised him and wanted any resources. As long as Meng Yanzhang asked, he could give it to him.
But the lesson of last life's blood made him instantly return to absolute being, which was an insult to Meng Yanzhang. He could not insult his dignity with money and power.
Meng Yanzhang is such a person. If he keeps him, Meng Yanzhang is a straight man. If he is a woman, maybe it will be.
He took out his mobile phone, turned his head and said, "Give me your contact information. Let's have a class. If you have any difficulties, tell me that I will help if I can. Don't be embarrassed to ask."
When Meng Yanzhang took out the old flip phone, Duan Jiangqiu's heart ached again. He wanted to change the latest mobile phone for Meng Yanzhang, what flip phone to use, the screen hurt his eyes slightly, and he couldn't even think about video.
After the two exchanged contact information, Duan Jiangqiu pressed down his heart and waved goodbye to Meng Yanzhang.
On the way home, Chen Xiang heard a sigh from the driver's seat from time to time.
"Cousin, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep sighing? "
Duan Jiangqiu's melancholy voice sounded in the car. "It's really nerve-racking to have money and not spend it."
Chen Xiang: "..." This is really a luxury worry.
...
When Meng Yanzhang walked back, he felt as if he had met a fake Duan Jiangqiu.
Take a woman shopping intimately, but isn't Duan Jiangqiu Gay?
He made it so obvious that according to Duan Jiangqiu's character in the previous life, shouldn't he wave his hand and say that he wants to keep himself?
Didn't he return to the age of 26 from the time line of 32, but crossed into another parallel world with different development directions?
But except Duan Jiangqiu's behavior is different from that of the previous life, everything else is exactly the same as that of the previous life.
Meng Yanzhang couldn't figure out what Duan Jiangqiu was thinking. Was that lady really Duan Jiangqiu's girlfriend just now? If it is, then he can't take Duan Jiangqiu again.
If he and Duan Jiangqiu are both single, it doesn't matter if you want to make a deal. If Duan Jiangqiu has a girlfriend and he still goes up, it's really a man's mistress. Even if he wants to be red and revenge again, he can't do such a thing.
"Brother Meng, what's up?" As soon as his colleagues saw him coming back, they all showed teasing smiles on their faces.
Apparently, he listened to the gossip embellished by his male colleague.
"How about what?" Meng Yanzhang asked, playing dumb.
"Hey hey ~ don't be stupid, we all listened to Weiwei, and Mr. Duan specially asked you to stay. Isn't it? "
"You think too much."
See Meng Yanzhang don't want to say more, although they know that Mr Duan, also didn't ask.
As night fell, Meng Yanzhang changed into a waiter's uniform and walked in the crowd with a tray.
"Good handsome waiter, I haven't seen you before." The lady wearing lace gloves touched the back of Meng Yanzhang's hand when she took the glass in his hand.
Although she didn't know Meng Yanzhang, Meng Yanzhang knew the lady's name.
He Minxia, 40, is the chairman of Ruida Real Estate. After her husband's death, Ruida was taken over by her. She is a famous strong woman, and she is also famous for liking handsome guys. No one who is attracted to her dares to refuse.
She can make you live and die with one word.
Meng Yanzhang remembers that Deng Yewei's second gold owner was this Ms. He Minxia. Deng Yewei put down his face and made this Ms. He Minxia very happy and gave him a lot of good resources.
This can be difficult. It's not so easy to get rid of being targeted by her.
Meng Yanzhang didn't speak, a dull look, but probably his face was born too well, and He Minxia didn't give up because he was dull.
"What's your name?"
He whispered, "Meng ... Meng Yanzhang ..."
This pair of timid and have never seen the appearance of the market, it is really appetizing. If it is someone else, it is estimated that he left, but He Minxia actually thinks that this taste of handsome boy, she has not tasted it, and she is more and more interested in Meng Yanzhang.
She wore a red gem ring's hand and touched it from the back of Meng Yanzhang's hand. Her eyes stared at his waist, and she nodded with satisfaction, then looked at her ass, tight.
It doesn't matter if you are dull, as long as you have a good face and figure, everything else can be set up slowly.
"How old is it?"
"Two ... 26 ..."
Twenty-six is a little big. If I were a few years younger, I could still play for a while.
He Minxia, like picking pork, gave Meng Yanzhang a thorough evaluation.
When her hand touched Meng Yanzhang's waist, Meng Yanzhang felt queasy, and the red and naked eyes made him miserable, and a thread in his stomach.
He gritted his teeth and hid from the side without moving his face. "Madam, do you still need your wine?"
Inadvertently, the red wine in the glass was actually empty, and He Minxia reminded her lips. "Do you drink with my sister?"
"Sorry, you can't drink alcohol during office hours." Meng Yanzhang rigid carrying rules, a pair of don't know how to change.
"What are you afraid of? Call your manager. What you want is not a word." He Minxia gave him a glad eye.
Meng Yanzhang sipped his lips and hid the dark ink in his eyes. This stinking circle made him want to escape very much, and so did the last life.
When he was trampled in the mud, burned, and hidden in the snow, no crew dared to ask him. Those people told him that it was not a word to sleep with me.
"Honey, how did you get here?" Suddenly a hand around Meng Yanzhang's waist from behind, intimacy at his side and said.
Leng Xiang, like two snow storms, washes away all the dirty smells, and then firmly wraps him in it.