I really don't want to make a choice

"That's really my cousin, who sang opera since childhood."

"The last time I came to Shanghai to sing an opera, I asked my roommates from my dormitory to join me."

"Are you jealous too?"

No way, only edited.

A man who can't make up nonsense will certainly not be able to achieve great things.

When doing sales, don't make up nonsense, how to make customers willing to pay.When you are a leader, you don't know how to make up nonsense, and how do you get your subordinates to do things utterly.When you are in love, you don't know how to make up nonsense, so how can you make women feel that love is not boring.

In short, although it is wrong to make up nonsense, life and work are still indispensable.

After all, there are some nonsense, and the editor may become a myth.

"I don't care about being jealous."

"I, Li Qiuzhu, are not bad, so I still have this bit of confidence."

While Li Qiuzhu was talking, his hands began to be dishonest.

"You haven't showered yet, don't move your hands."

Han Lang felt that the situation was not good, so he said quickly.

"You hug me!"

"But I washed it!"

"Wash it, wash it again!"

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To be happy in life is to be happy, don't let the bottle of essence empty to the night.

When the moon is gone, the sun will rise.

The bizarre and tortuous night passed away.

Li Qiuzhu has something to do, and Han Lang has to go to school.

The two of them didn't get up late, even if they had tossed enough last night.

But tossing also has the benefits of tossing, that is, sleeping soundly and with high quality sleep.

Han Lang took a taxi back to school, and Li Qiuzhu drove to attend to his own affairs.

After last night, Ouyang Qian sent several text messages to Han Lang.

Han Lang replied in front of Li Qiuzhu to show his innocence.

Han Lang secretly felt that he had a foresight, and Li Qiuzhu also checked his mobile phone by the way.

Han Lang deleted all the text messages about Sister Fang and Sui Xiamian.

Sister Fang is very sensible. When Han Lang said he was busy, he wouldn't send random text messages.

As for the text messages from Liu Qiaoqiao and Lan Feier, they were all in the exclusive mobile phone.

Han Lang didn't delete Ouyang Qian's text messages, after all, there was nothing excessive about it.

Li Qiuzhu pretended to flip through his phone casually, and after checking it, he felt really relieved.

Han Lang felt that it was necessary to add another mobile phone, and it seemed that it was time to add a special mobile phone for Sister Fang.

When he arrived at school, Han Lang went to the dormitory to pick up books. Although he was a class late, it didn't matter.

"Brother Lang, why didn't you come to sing last night?"

"I think Ouyang Qian seems very disappointed."

Cheng Yu said to Han Lang.

"My cousin drank too much, so I had to take care of her and vomited several times."

Han Lang opened his mouth and came.

"Well, is she really your cousin?"

Dialect asked curiously.

"It's superfluous for you to ask, why aren't you a cousin?"

Liu Dekai said with a smile.

"That's right, you think so much, how did you get out last night?"

Han Lang changed the subject and asked.

"Brother Kai is amazing, I think he can almost get out of the order, Cheng Yu and I seem to be out of luck."

Dialect said with a smile.

Han Lang didn't ask any more questions.

Liu Dekai does have his own way, and his financial ability is also very strong, which is not unusual.

I can only help here.

After all, in the matter of picking up girls, the middleman can only help build a bridge, and the rest is up to each other.

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With the incident of Lan Feier and Li Qiuzhu, Han Lang is now more careful in doing things.

To be honest, if Han Lang is not tired like this, he is really not.

But life is like this sometimes, if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight.

As for what will happen in the future, Han Lang can't control so much now.

The road is walked out step by step, so much thinking about it now is useless at the moment.

But fortunately, Han Lang still lives in the school and does not live alone with a certain woman. Many things are still feasible.

On October 2010, 10, the eighth Friday of the ninth month of the lunar calendar, Han Lang had no class in the afternoon and went to the company.

Han Lang's first product is already at a critical stage.

At this juncture, Han Lang would go to the company whenever he had time.

This Saturday, all employees of the company worked overtime.

Because Li Qiuzhu was still in Shanghai, Han Lang didn't promise Sister Fang that he would live with her tonight.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, Li Qiuzhu called Han Lang as expected.

Han Lang happened to be in his office, so he connected the phone.

The relationship between Han Lang and Yu Chunfang has always been kept secret in the company.

Yu Chunfang didn't think there was anything wrong with this.

Because Yu Chunfang and Han Lang are not in that relationship, Yu Chunfang can better understand the status of some employees.

So it wasn't Han Lang's special arrangement, and Yu Chunfang usually wouldn't come to Han Lang's office.

"free tonight?"

When Han Lang answered the phone, Li Qiuzhu asked directly.

"What instructions?"

Han Lang replied with a smile.

"There will be a Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Shanghai Chamber of Commerce fellowship in the evening. If you are free, I can take you with me."

Li Qiuzhu didn't talk nonsense either.

"In what capacity am I present?"

Han Lang didn't refuse, nor agreed.

Instead, a core question was asked.

"I understand what you mean, so I will appear as my cousin."

"At this stage, the relationship between you and me is indeed not suitable for publication."

"And you're too young, and I don't want to be called an old cow eating young grass."

Li Qiuzhu said with a smile.

"Okay, you just let me follow you to help you block the wine, that's fine."

Han Lang readily accepted.

The chamber of commerce fellowship that Li Qiuzhu can attend shouldn't be too bad.

It would be a good thing if I could meet some people in the past to meet the market.

"Do you want me to come pick you up?"

Li Qiuzhu said again.

"No, I'll take a taxi and buy a decent set of clothes by the way."

"I'm not going to embarrass you."

Han Lang said with a smile.

"You don't need to buy clothes, I've already bought them for you."

"This is a gift from my girlfriend to my boyfriend, nothing else. Don't think too much about it."

Li Qiuzhu said directly.

Of course she could understand what Han Lang was thinking.

"Row."

Han Lang didn't hesitate anymore.

These small favors are nothing.

It seems that Li Qiuzhu has already made arrangements.

"I'm leaving tomorrow morning, and you will see me off then."

"Just let me leave the car here. After all, I don't know when I will come to Shanghai, and I will need you to pick me up then."

Li Qiuzhu said again.

"Okay, you have the final say."

"Although I am poor, I can still pay back your little favor."

Seeing how cautious Li Qiuzhu was, Han Lang couldn't help laughing and said.

It seems that Li Qiuzhu took everything he said last time to heart.

"I can't help it, who told me, Li Qiuzhu, to find a little boyfriend."

"I have to take good care of her, or she might give me a bad face again. What should I do?"

Li Qiuzhu said with some playful words.

"..."

Han Lang was speechless!

After hanging up the phone, Han Lang greeted Yu Chunfang and left.

Han Lang took a taxi directly to the hotel where Li Qiuzhu was staying.

"How did you get here so soon?"

It took only 20 minutes for Han Lang to arrive at the hotel, and Li Qiuzhu felt very strange.

Logically speaking, no matter how fast it is, it will not be less than 40 minutes away from Han Lang's school.

"There is no class in the afternoon. When you called me, I was already in the car."

"When you can save it, others will say that you have found a young boyfriend, and you don't know how to cherish your girlfriend."

"I can't afford it, isn't it just to surprise you?"

Han Lang had already prepared his words.

Li Qiuzhu gave Han Lang a blank look, what a dog!

. . . . . . . .

At six o'clock in the evening, Li Qiuzhu and Han Lang arrived at a big hotel in Shanghai.

The lobby of the hotel has already been arranged. In order to facilitate everyone's communication, this friendship adopts the free mode of dance party and reception.

It's nothing more than a few bigwigs organizing a group of entrepreneurs they know to drink, drink, dance, and chat and relax by the way.

This kind of wine bureau is said to be useful, and sometimes it is useful, and it is said to be useless, and sometimes it is really useless at all.

The reason why Li Qiuzhu came tonight was mainly to chat with a partner about some cooperation matters.

On the way, she also asked Han Lang for his opinion, and Han Lang put forward his own opinion.

Li Qiuzhu and the 50-year-old man were drinking and chatting.

The conversation was about the same, the old man wanted to invite Li Qiuzhu to dance, but Li Qiuzhu found a reason to refuse.

Han Lang sat beside him, smiling without saying a word.

"Aunt Zhu, what you're talking about from the east of Shanghai to the west of Shanghai, can't they all be this kind of uncle?"

After that person left, Han Lang joked to Li Qiuzhu.

Without getting angry, Li Qiuzhu pinched Han Lang directly.

At this moment, a woman in a white dress walked up to Han Lang.

"Han Lang, it's really you, why are you here?"

The woman said with a smile.

"What a coincidence!"

Han Lang glanced at the woman. If he hadn't looked carefully, he would never have thought that it was Ouyang Qian!

How is she here?

Li Qiuzhu on the side looked at the woman today, and only then noticed that it was Ouyang who was sitting next to Han Lang at dinner that day.

That day, she was dressed as a college student, looking youthful.

Tonight, she put on a white dress, put on light makeup, and her hair was coiled up, and it was another scene.

"Cousin, hello!"

Ouyang Qian noticed Li Qiuzhu in a wine-red dress, and greeted her with a smile.

"Hello."

Although Li Qiuzhu didn't want to hear her call her cousin, but her identity was defined like that in the beginning, and it's hard to change her mouth now.

"Han Lang, did your cousin bring you here?"

Ouyang Qian asked Han Lang again.

"Well, my cousin brought me here to see and see."

Han Lang could only answer like this.

"How about you dance with me?"

Ouyang Qian said with a smile, she didn't care about Li Qiuzhu's feelings at all.

Han Lang felt a lot of pain.

Li Qiuzhu just looked at him like that!Say nothing!

"Well, I can't dance."

Han Lang hurriedly said in embarrassment.

"It's okay, I can teach you."

"You are so smart, you can learn it as soon as you learn it."

Ouyang Qian said with a smile again.

At this moment, a refined middle-aged man came over.

"Xiaoqian, come with me to meet your Uncle Fang."

The elegant middle-aged man said to Ouyang Qian with a smile.

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