I am not Ximen Qing.

It seemed like they had returned to their carefree, happy days. Bian Cheng called Wang Tianwei, the programming guy's brother-in-law, who had opened a record store on Xinjiekou Street and invited Zhang Sheng to attend the opening ceremony. Old Wang was a typical old Beijinger; for some reason, Bian Cheng's sister adored him. Unemployed, she'd invested all her savings in the record store. Old Wang had discussed a collaboration with Zhang Sheng, but he preferred to have fun. After the opening, various problems arose, mainly copyright issues and inventory problems. Zhang Sheng bought several thousand yuan worth of high-end CDs to celebrate, and then they ate crabs together, drinking and chatting. Bian Cheng's sister enjoyed his manly, boastful, and sometimes unserious teasing.

The drinking had already started. After leaving his brother-in-law's shop, Biancheng made another phone call, saying he wanted to meet some classmates who had returned from studying abroad and wanted to work on some projects together, because Biancheng knew that Zhang Sheng was quite experienced in project management. At a bar in Xinjiekou, everyone ordered a cocktail; those who had returned from abroad still preferred imported spirits. There was also a bartender who had worked in Japan for many years; he was the main initiator of the project. "My dad is very disappointed in me," he said, "please don't laugh, but I lost the money for an apartment after four years of studying in Canada. It hurts so much."

"Don't worry, what's there to be sad about? It's just a house. You can earn tens of thousands of dollars a month and get it all back in less than two years."

"You know what? I studied management, but after several job applications, I only received four thousand yuan."

"Four thousand US dollars is not a small amount."

"No, it's four thousand RMB."

"So little?"

“Yes, that’s why my dad said, ‘Son, a house that sold for one million back then is now worth eight million. It’s in the best location. I’m speechless.’”

What does your dad mean?

"son."

"Who is your son?"

“My son earned a million, and after four years, all I get in return is four thousand a month from you. I can’t live in this alley anymore.”

"After much discussion, we concluded that the bartender who doesn't do his job properly in Japan has the solution."

"Investing has nothing to do with academic studies."

"There are relationships."

"Of course, I understand, but you're not going to MIT, are you?"

"Correct."

"Good to know, it's related to the circle."

"Yes, I believe in the community, and it's a good thing I didn't go to Canada."

"Yes, what's the use of you speaking English after coming back from America?"

"Of course it works."

"You can't even translate a document properly."

"Aren't you making things difficult for me? I'll give you a few passages in classical Chinese, and you can translate them for me."

"Classical Chinese is much more difficult than English."

"So it's normal that I'm not good at translating between Chinese and English. Dude, my forte is picking up girls."

"Have you been dating foreign women?"

"Stop talking nonsense, she's my Japanese girlfriend. You guys can't even handle Asians properly, what are you trying to do with white people?"

"Alright, let's get down to business. We're gathered here for our careers."

"For career, for career."

Is it reliable?

"How is it unreliable? One million."

"Dollar?"

"One million RMB for a Japanese Yen is a hot topic. Big Brother is optimistic about the artificial meat project that Bian Cheng mentioned."

"Let me say this: my dad said he regrets sending me to study in Canada, and he regrets the house too. Why did we stay in Canada? We don't even need to sell the house. I'm working the subway now, and I'm doing great. But there's no going back. Why don't you and your brother discuss it and invest together in buying a house in the city center? We'll guarantee it in five years."

"Don't be like that, brother. Just hearing about houses gives me a headache. Japan went through a big bubble."

"But there's no bubble here in Beijing."

"Anyway, one million can be used for projects, but not for buying houses. Otherwise, forget about one million, you can't even think about ten thousand."

"What if we lose money?"

"My older brother said that we have to persevere for at least two years."

"That means one million can be lost in two years."

"What you said and what you meant."

Bian Cheng received a phone call. The voice sounded quite friendly. That's right, it was Bai Juyi, who was full of energy and enthusiasm, especially since he had gained hundreds of thousands of yuan in profit without any effort. Bai Juyi was also Xiao Wu's real name.

"Wait a minute, buddy. I need to talk to the investors first before I get back to them. What do you mean 'wait a minute'? Investing is a big deal, and it's not something I can decide on my own, right?"

"Alright, alright, Bian Cheng, hurry up, or you won't get a prime location. Remember, this location is very important for children's play areas."

"Okay, Mr. Bai, I understand."

Bian Cheng hung up the phone. "So? Bian Cheng, you've found a great money-making project."

"I think it's alright, but investing one million is just a drop in the bucket; I still need to raise two million."

"No, no, no! Don't be like me, selling my house in the best location to study in Canada. What a loss! It hurts so much. I came back with only 4,000 yuan to apply for a job, and all I'm good at is English. It's embarrassing. I'm crazy. I could have made millions by eating, drinking, and playing for free for four years. Bian Cheng, listen to me, we can't increase the investment anymore. It's a rip-off."

"You're the one who's a pain in the ass. Hey, is your eldest son part of the Yamaguchi-gumi?"

"What? He's just a Fujian fisherman who went to Japan early on and made a fortune. I've been working as a bartender in his sphere of influence, so he thinks I'm loyal. What do you think of this tattoo, buddy?"

"I just don't understand. You're just a bartender, is your brother out of his mind? He just transferred 100 million into your account. It's so strange."

"What's so strange about that? The Japanese are convinced it's OK, it's that simple. Investment isn't that complicated. Doesn't that mean they still believe there's an opportunity in China? Mr. Four Thousand Yuan is definitely..."

"You two are really a perfect match, one a bartender and the other studied English for four years and ended up with only four thousand dollars."

"Can you please stop embarrassing me?"

"Sorry, sorry, this world is so strange."

Zhang Sheng and Bian Cheng chatted about the development prospects of various projects. Compared to how the bartender easily tricked investors into investing a million, the conversation became too heavy. After a few drinks, they listened to a few Japanese songs, and the bartender played a few more Japanese songs of sadomasochistic desire for everyone.

"I'm dying of laughter. This actually happened? You're incredibly lucky! You're right, thanks to your warning, I really shouldn't have partnered with this kind of company to seduce people. And then I ran into someone like you..."

"Let's have a little show, let Mr. Four Thousand Dollars listen to this local Goethe. Why go to Canada or London to learn English? You can learn fluent English in China. Is it English-English or American-English? Why don't you sing a Japanese Goethe too? Have some fun, I'm annoyed lately."

Bian Cheng's girlfriend, Julie's, father absolutely disapproved of Bian Cheng, calling him a womanizer. "What's going on? Is her dad trying to ruin your relationship?"

"Yes, yes, that's right. Let's forget about girlfriends and have some fun together, let's sing."

Bian Cheng still couldn't forget the love story of Remeo and Juliet. "Dude, I remember those days when I was down and heartbroken."

"Of course I remember Bian Cheng. It's your sister and Lao Wang's new house now."

"She has obsessive-compulsive disorder related to cleanliness."

"That's all Julie's hypocrisy and pretense."

"I still prefer you as Father Lawrence."

"What? You guys study erotic novels?"

"Stop messing around, you Yamaguchi-gumi lackey."

"It's not the Yamaguchi-gumi, it's the Fujian gang."

"Actually, there is no such thing as love in the world. It is a love story of a beautiful lady who meets her true love, Romeo. That is the love story of Romeo."

"Ah, finally the conversation has started again. Mr. Four Thousand Dollars from Canada, this guy studied abroad for a day and, when drunk, insisted on reciting English. Yes, he even attended a salon at the British Embassy, ​​and I think the British ladies listened to you recite Oscar Wilde's works."

"Friends Love is Dangerous" Jack tells us that love is dangerous. Bian Cheng, what troubles you? It's useless. Actually, you and her are a perfect match, like a phoenix and a dragon. You just lack the courage of Sima Xiangru to seduce Zhuo Wenjun to Shu, and everything will be OK.

"That's awesome! I love how crazy you get when you're drunk. Didn't you say that drinking helps you enter the world of love?"

"Bian Cheng is right, so I can't drink anymore. I'm afraid I ran into my goddess again last night."

"Okay, I have Romeo and Juliet. My friend, I want you to find a wonderful story. Why haven't I met Juliet?"

"Don't laugh, I met Juliet, but she thought it was..."

"What is it?"

"I don't know, she doesn't think I'm Romeo."

"Unfortunately, we can never go back to the time when we could find Juliet."

"Can't we travel through time?"

"If you can, and you meet a goddess who confesses her love to you, don't let her go."

"It seems like I've never let anyone off the hook."

"But I put four in, you know? Actually, there are four Juliets who love me."

"so envious."

"It's no use. I've realized I'm not Romeo at all."

"So what were you back then?"

"Superman, it would be so great to be Superman."

"What's so good about it? You've been fooled by that crazy guy. He's too naive. He doesn't even dare to go into a girl's bedroom."

"We've gone off-topic. Now, let's recite a love story."

"Alright, alright, game over. We even asked him to help me out. I've run into a problem. I love too much. I've met a crazy woman who insists on finding Julie."

"Bian Cheng, if you really engage in dangerous relationships, someone will die."

"Save me, I regret it so much, she's fallen madly in love with me."

"Come, night! e Remeo"

e thou day in night…………”

Bian Cheng, you slut! Yes, you really are a slut! We still can't figure out, in what way does Juliet surpass Julie? A barrage of questions erupted, "Didn't you all date Juliet too?"

"No, absolutely not."

"Nonsense, you can't betray your friends like that, we're in the same class."

“Bian Cheng, now that you think of us, Juliet is a fat woman. Not only is she fat, but she also has a big face. If Juliet knew, she would definitely commit suicide! Juliet seems to know that you are a womanizer, so why does she still love you?”

"Friends, it's been five years. Has anyone here had a five-year relationship that didn't work out? I made a mistake and slept with Juliet. What a nice name! I regret it so much. Juliet took advantage of me and told me she's a 'handsome guy killer.' We even have a photo together. It's terrifying. She said if I didn't go on with her, she'd send her my photobook. And aren't you guys involved with her too?"

"Who said that?"

"She said so."

"If it were Juliet, would you believe me for touching an elephant's leg?"

"I touched the bear's waist."

"I touched the chubby hand."

"I kissed the pig's face."

"Didn't she love one of you?"

"She was trying to seduce us, so we all ran away."

"No wonder she was so excited, saying she'd let me go if I helped her find Romeo. Which one of you is Romeo?"

"I am not Romeo."

"No, you have to play Superman to make her give up."

“It’s late, Bian Cheng. You only have one option now: ask Juliet to come out.”

Are you going to charge forward?

“No, we will step back and protect you in the shadows, Romeo.”

"I charge forward."

"Yes, you've become a superhero in the night."

"Isn't she just an ugly woman?"

"No, she's not only ugly, but also a nymphomaniac, and she likes innocent, handsome men."

"Among you, I'm the clown."

"Don't be modest. Under the cover of night, only those who aren't afraid of lustful women are truly handsome. Faced with Juliet, we scattered in disarray."

"Help! Help! Otherwise Juliet is going to Julie's workplace to duel with her."

"Stop talking, but first..."

"No, she wants a man, as long as he's not disabled."

"Why did she fall so low?"

"Because no man is willing to date her."

"Then why did you let her play with you?"

"She was dressed up like a fairy, and she was indeed captivating, but..."

"Don't be fooled, there are monsters and demons in the carnival."

"You like demons and monsters too?"

"The breasts are fake, everything is fake."

"You found out, so why...?"

"I only found out later."

"Try something new."

“Look at this pair of blue and white porcelain pieces, worn on the chest as a souvenir.”

How old is Juliet?

"At the tender age of twenty-eight"

"Sixteen years old?"

"Not 28 years old, white-collar worker earning 50,000 yuan a month. My criteria for choosing a partner: handsome. He doesn't have to be unemployed, but he must be handsome."

"Now you're the only one who hasn't sparred with Juliet yet. We can't let Juliet continue her madness. Make your move."

What if he doesn't like me?

"Don't worry, Juliet will accept any recommendation I make. It's just that they're heartless and all ran away halfway through."

"That Juliet is so unreasonable."

"It's because she saw that all my buddies have overseas backgrounds, which whetted her appetite. She insisted on devouring us like her favorite oysters, saying that we were very nutritious."

“You four thousand dollar man, Juliet is a white-collar worker with a high salary, why don’t you just marry her and shut your dad up? You’ll suddenly earn tens of thousands more, why refuse? As the saying goes, an ugly woman is a treasure.”

"We all have girlfriends."

"That's not quite the reason. Juliet can be a mistress, after all."

"Please help us. Juliet has already found out everything about our families, and she even knows our girlfriend's workplace and address. She also said she doesn't have a woman's legs, waist, or breasts."

"We can't just leave our faces untouched."

Why are you touching me?

"That's not touching! They were wearing clothes, how can that be considered touching?"

"But Juliet doesn't care. She's a she-devil, do you understand now? Juliet seems to have discovered for the first time that the world is still beautiful. She even said that if we betray her love..."

"Love?"

"Yes, she believes this is a love bestowed upon her by God. She also said that in her dreams, each of us is vividly present in her mind."

"No, no, no, is the Juliet you're talking about a demon or a ghost?"