Rebirth Breakup Expert

Zhan Jun took a taxi back to the hotel by himself, got out of the car halfway, and walked slowly along the road.

It was late at night, and the area that wasn't a business district was very quiet and deserted. He walked all the way, thinking about many things.

Before today, before meeting the parents of Zhan Wei's quasi-fiancee, he didn't have such a strong feeling that Zhan Wei's future life would be beyond his control.He will have a wife, a family of his own, children, and maybe a father in that family that he loves and hates, but the relationship with Zhan Jun can be strong or weak.Was it because he refused to tell Zhan Weiwen Jiayan about the existence of some facts in his subconscious mind?

For example, the younger brother is going to be independent after all, he can't interfere in his own life, and Zhan Jun can't get involved in his life either.

But he has taken care of him for many years, and his flesh and blood are connected.

Standing in an unfamiliar city, Zhan Jun felt dizzy and confused briefly on the unfamiliar streets.

Wen Jiayan said that he doted on his younger brother too much.Zhan Jun had argued with him at the time. He believed that Wen Jiayan was an only child, and it was impossible for him to understand the feelings of the two brothers supporting each other in the most difficult and lonely moments.But what he thinks now is, what if we go through the hardest and loneliest moments together?He is not Zhan Wei, he can try his best to understand Zhan Wei's thoughts, but it is impossible to fully agree with his approach.

Zhan Wei concealed too many things from him, and these things put too much pressure on him, even closely related to his most humble relationship, no matter how big Zhan Jun's heart is, he can't be completely relieved.

He didn't answer any of the calls to Wen Jiayan. Zhan Jun squeezed the hot phone, looked at the numbers on the screen, and knew that Wen Jiayan, who was uncomfortable, should have fallen asleep.He went back to the hotel, took a hasty shower, sat by the window, picked up a can of beer in the refrigerator and drank it while dazed.

He also drank a little wine at dinner, which he couldn't refuse.At this moment, because he was too annoyed and anxious, he drank even more unreasonably, and soon the old and new alcohol came to his head, and he began to feel dizzy.

A few small cards slid into the room through the crack of the door, and the patterns of young girls posing on the cards were colorful.

Zhan Jun walked to the door to confirm that he had locked the door, picked up a few cards and threw them into the trash can.He picked up his cell phone and dialed Wen Jiayan again, but this time he heard the notification sound of turning off the phone.He silently put away his phone, rubbed his red face, took a shower again, threw himself on the bed and covered the quilt.

Before having the dog leg of Wen Jiayan, Zhan Jun never knew that he could miss someone's voice, smile and body to such a terrible extent.He curled up under the quilt, although the air conditioner was turned off, he still felt slightly cold.If it was at home, Wen Jiayan would roll onto the bed and hug him, would whisper jokes in his ear that were too cold to make people laugh, and would interrupt his brewing sleep with all kinds of vague and ambiguous words. After that, she wrapped her arms around his waist, ignoring his nagging of "go back to your room" until morning.

Zhan Jun fell asleep in the drowsiness of alcohol and imaginary warmth.

When the phone rang the next morning, Zhan Jun's neck was numb and itchy, and a red wine rash developed.He didn't dare to scratch, and his alcoholism almost subsided after a night of sleep, but his physical condition got worse instead.

The call was from Wang Zhaojun.

"Old Zhan, are you home?"

"I came to see Zhanwei, but I haven't gone back yet."

"What about Xiao Wen?"

"Go home."

It turned out that Wang Zhaojun's friend brought him some fresh Southeast Asian fruits. There were several boxes piled up at home, and he sent two boxes to Zhan Jun.Zhan Jun thanked him, and said slowly: "Don't steal it, I'll get it from you when I get back."

Choking on his thick skin, Wang Zhaojun laughed and cursed for a while: "I'll finish eating tonight, and I'll leave you a box of mango peels!"

After laughing, Wang Zhaojun said seriously, "Actually, I want to tell you something else. You asked me to pay back Xue Jingye's money last time, and it's settled."

Wang Zhaojun's method was not as complicated as Zhan Jun thought. He took 20 cash, put it in a box, and personally delivered it to the office building where Xue Jingye worked, and stuffed it into the hands of the security guard: this is the information ordered by Mr. Xue.The security guard wanted to open it for inspection, but Wang Zhaojun put a seal on the box, saying that Xue Jingye had to open it himself, otherwise it would be invalid.The little security guard couldn't bear this responsibility, but Wang Zhaojun didn't make an appointment, so he had to report the situation layer by layer.Wang Zhaojun leisurely crossed his legs and ate snacks and drank coffee in the office of the security office, and read magazines after drinking coffee.When Xue Jingye finally condescended to walk into the office of the security department after hearing the name on the newspaper, he was holding a copy of "Men's Clothes" and his eyes were shining.

The factory director was very angry about Wang Zhaojun's intention to come.Wang Zhaojun didn't recount what he said in detail, but Zhan Jun could guess Xue Jingye's thoughts: it was nothing more than that he was able to pay him back the money. This sense of counterattack from a serf turning himself into a master made the factory director very unhappy.The factory manager likes to read cool stories about stallions, but it is not at all good for the protagonist of the cool stories to be placed on someone he has underestimated and insulted.

"Just pay it back." Zhan Jun was full of gratitude to Wang Zhaojun, "Hey, how about this, you can eat some of those two boxes of fruit."

Wang Zhaojun: "..."

Zhan Jun was looking for suitable clothes here, but he was still in a bad mood, Wen Jiayan couldn't get in touch, and suddenly there were some annoying personnel matters here, and he couldn't sleep comfortably no matter how much he slept.But communication tools that don't require face-to-face communication have this advantage: You can easily mask your true emotions.

After Wang Zhaojun slandered a few words, he slapped his forehead: "By the way, there is another matter! Another big business is coming."

"No answer." Zhan Jun cut off the conversation neatly.

"That person... what? What? No answer?"

Zhan Jun said earnestly: "During this period of time, I've been quite busy with my job, so I can't take care of other things. And the pressure to repay the debt is not so strong. For money and so on, you can only make good money if you save your life."

Wang Zhaojun was stunned by Zhan Jun's free and easy words out of Qian's eyes, and it took a long time before he said: "Oh... well... okay, whatever you say is what you say. I was thinking that you may know this client, and the communication will be smooth A little."

Zhan Jun was stunned: "I know? Who?" He quickly went through his circle of colleagues and friends, and couldn't help but suspect those men who were in love and had families.

"Not necessarily. After all, he is a senior executive of Ponzi, and you, a little shrimp, can't possibly know him." Wang Zhaojun quickly denied it.

Although he knew that he did it on purpose, Zhan Jun's curiosity was still hooked out of the sea of ​​chaos by these few words: "Who?"

"I don't know his specific position, but I've seen him several times on TV and in newspapers. He looks like a foreigner, very handsome, imposing, and manly..."

Zhan Jun: "...can you give me a less emotional description?"

"Oh. His name is Pang Jing."

Zhan Jun: "...!!!"

He almost dropped the phone.

Fuck!He yelled at Wang Zhaojun on the other end of the phone: "He is the boss of Ponzi!!!"

"Oh!!! Made it!!!" In response to his high-decibel roar, Wang Zhaojun also pinched his phone and yelled.

There are so many breakup masters in Wang Zhaojun's company, only Zhan Jun has received the same type of clients during this time.Zhan Jun, the homosexual whom Pang Jing wants to separate from, is actually familiar with him.He stared at the picture sent by Wang Zhaojun, and fell into a long time of distress and silence.

"Fat guy..." He dragged his hoarse throat after getting drunk and called Wang Zhaojun again, "I still can't answer this."

"Why!" Wang Zhaojun was also in a hurry, and he finally aroused Zhan Jun's curiosity, but he still refused to answer, but Pang Jing said that he only accepts professional help from insiders, and the straight men and straight women in his company are only Zhan Jun meets the conditions.

Zhan Jun said weakly: "One is my boss, and the other is my immediate superior. What do you want me to do?"

Wang Zhaojun: "...you, why are you so lucky?"

After hanging up the phone, Zhan Jun looked at Cong Fei's unshaven but smiling face in the picture, feeling depressed for a while.

So he has always believed in one truth: don't worry, this matter is over, and there are many other things.

Originally planned to go back this afternoon, but the appearance of Zhan Liguo yesterday slightly disrupted his plan.

After packing up his luggage, Zhan Jun called Zhan Wei: "I'm leaving at noon, you don't need to deliver it. I can't accompany your father-in-law to school. You can send me the old man's contact information, and I say Sorry."

Zhan Wei was taken aback: "Brother, why is it so sudden?"

"It's nothing, I don't want to stay here anymore." Zhan Jun didn't want to hide his irritability towards Zhan Liguo anymore, and he said it very directly, "How I live now and how I make money has nothing to do with Zhan Liguo, you Tell him not to try to get any benefits from me. And you too, Zhan Wei, you are getting married, you have to learn to think a few more steps when doing things, and don't always be eaten to death by him. I know you understand, Zhan Wei Liguo is a bottomless pit, you can't fill it."

Zhan Wei was silent on the other side.

Zhan Jun slowed down his voice: "Have you said all these things?"

"I said it. She said she could understand me." Zhan Wei gave a general idea.After going back last night, he told the girl about the things he had been keeping hidden from him.The girl is also a delicate person, and she has long noticed that Zhan Liguo's feelings for Zhan Wei are more used than love, but due to her identity, she dare not say much.After the two talked about it, they both felt frank and frank, and many things seemed to have a direction.The girl took Zhan Wei's mobile phone and said goodbye to Zhan Jun. Zhan Jun liked his prospective sister-in-law very much. He knew that his elder brother might not have much influence in Zhan Wei's life from now on. Fortunately, there was such a clear and gentle girl. together with him.

Zhan Wei didn't keep him anymore, and Zhan Jun didn't ask if Zhan Liguo said or did anything after that.He pretended that he had never seen this person before, and got on the bullet train back with a stomach full of disturbing thoughts.Zhan Wei and the girl still ran from the other side of the city to see him off.Zhan Jun patted his younger brother on the shoulder, told him some customary words, let Zhan Wei and the girl come to play at home on New Year's Day, and then bid farewell.

On the train, he kept calling Wen Jiayan's mobile phone number, but the strange thing was that the phone was always turned off.Zhan Jun couldn't help but worry.Wen Jiayan had a fever, but he has always been in good health, and he doesn't suffer too much from minor illnesses and pains. Could it be that his phone is broken?But if there is a problem with the phone, Wen Jiayan can still contact him in other ways.

Zhan Jun was inexplicably uneasy, seeing the mountains and fields flying past outside the car window, he became more and more anxious.

The author has something to say: In fact, I really want to write an office CP. (serious face

Today is my mother's birthday, the update is late, I cover my face~ I'm sorry~