It’s Hard Being the Bad Guy

In the family, Xu Changzhou received a variety of intensive training, strength, speed, fighting, marksmanship, and even willpower are required to meet a strict standard.

He was once infused with a large amount of high-concentration alcohol and locked in a small dark room. A strong allergic reaction caused large patches of erythema on his skin and his body became swollen. He began to twitch uncontrollably and intermittently, and eventually fell. I fainted on the cold ground, and never looked at the anti-allergic injection on the table from beginning to end.

After this time of willpower training, Xu Changzhou's tolerance to alcohol suddenly became higher. Although the doctor said such examples were very rare, he is indeed no longer allergic to alcohol.

But he doesn't plan to tell Wen Ai for the time being.

Xu Changzhou drank one cup after another, but did not make people feel irritable. The people around me all watched the excitement, and they patted the rhythm with their hands and shouted "Drink! Drink! Drink!".

Wen Ai stared at Xu Changzhou's rolling Adam's apple, until the waiter brought ten more glasses of wine before he remembered to stop it.

"Don't drink it! Hey! Did you hear that!"

Wen Ai's voice was easily overwhelmed by the loud slogans of the people around him. He stood on tiptoe to Xu Changzhou's ear and said it loudly, but Xu Changzhou ignored him and took the next glass of wine.

Wen Ai was in a hurry. Twenty glasses of strong alcohol were enough for ordinary people to lie down in the hospital, not to mention Xu Changzhou who could not touch alcohol.

As soon as Wen Ai gritted his teeth, he took the wine on the table and began to drink. He drank very urgently as if he was rushing to reincarnate. The liquor from the corners of his mouth flowed down his jaw and into his neck, making the collar wet. Blockbuster.

As soon as he joined, the group of people around the table boiled completely, screaming excitedly one after another.

Xu Changzhou began to speed up, Wen Ai opened his eyes wide, and also increased his speed to grab the drink with him. Before he finished drinking the cup in his left hand, he had already grabbed another cup in his right hand.

It's a pity that Wen Ai is not for drinking. After one cup, the brain starts to feel dizzy; after two cups, the hands and feet are a little soft, and the speed slows down; the third cup is almost his limit; by the fourth cup, He was already swallowing completely by instinct.

When all the twenty wine glasses on the table were empty, Wen Ai was already too drunk. He stood holding an empty wine glass in his silly joy and hiccups while having fun.

The okay Xu Changzhou took the cup from his hand and poked his little nose with his finger: "Drunk?"

Wen Ai looked at him with dim eyes, suddenly picked up his hand, rolled up his sleeves and looked at him, his face almost touching his arm.

Xu Changzhou held his chin and broke his head: "What are you looking at?"

Wen Ai opened his mouth stupidly and pointed his face with a finger: "Where is the little red dot, why is the little red dot gone?"

Xu Changzhou caught his hand and said softly, "I won't get sick without the little red dot."

Wen Ai looked dumbfounded: "You lie...you will be allergic..."

Xu Changzhou curled his lips and put his hand on his face: "You touch it, isn't there a little red dot?"

Wen Ai touched it, nodded his head up and down, then shook it left and right again: "You can't just touch it, you have to take a look. Let's see the doctor."

He pulled Xu Changzhou's arm and wanted to walk, but when he turned around, he tripped his left foot and his right foot. As soon as he stumbled, he knocked his forehead against the edge of the table. Fortunately, Xu Changzhou hugged him from behind in time.

Wen Ai was not polite, leaning his body weight directly into the arms of others, closing his eyes, and falling asleep in a second.

Xu Changzhou's eyes overflowed with pampering, and he hugged him sideways.

The people who have been the background board for a long time have been overwhelmed by the sudden dog food. Now they not only have their stomachs full of dog food, but they even grab a lot of them in their pockets.

It can be seen that Wen Ai is very familiar with this handsome guy who spoils him, so everyone did not stop them.

Xu Changzhou nodded to everyone and left with Wen Ai. When passing by Jiang Cheng, his footsteps paused a little: "You are doing well."

Jiang Cheng looked at their backs, his eyes filled with unwillingness, but he was quickly overwhelmed by a creepy excitement.

Xu Changzhou took Wen Ai to the hotel, closed the door, rolled up his sleeves and washed the person from head to toe before putting them on the bed.

Xu Changzhou sat on the edge of the bed and stared at Wen Ai's sleeping face, obediently, not even trembling his eyelashes. Wen Ai sleeps like this all the time, as long as no one moves him, one position can be maintained all night.

Xu Changzhou remembered the trip in his third year of high school. He always took Wen Ai into his arms after he was asleep. The next day he tricked Wen Ai into getting in by himself. Wen Ai was so innocent, and with just a few words, he let go of his doubts and defenses.

Xu Changzhou laughed, stroked Wen Ai's tender cheek with the back of his hand, and murmured: "Little stupid dog, why are you such a liar? If you meet someone with bad intentions, don't just--"

Xu Changzhou didn't take it any further. He remembered that he was also a conspiring bad guy, who had been conspiring for six years.

He has been thinking about Wen Ai since he was high, not only thinking about his soft heart, but also thinking about his disguise that looks like a tooth and a claw. So he stayed by his side in silence, accepted his temper, tolerated his willfulness, and even met his various unreasonable demands with no limit.

After getting to the back, he finally couldn't help it. He held his feelings in front of Wen Ai, hoping to get a response, but the other party resolutely alienated him. It didn't matter, he was not afraid of being rejected, but the phrase "Are you worthy" asked by Wen Ai retorted him.

The gap between them is too great, and their family background, wealth, power, and connections are all blocked among them. Only when he has reached a position higher than the Zhao family, can he pursue Wen Ai unscrupulously.

It is now.

Xu Changzhou leaned over and kissed each side of Wen Ai's cheek, got up and left.

The headache caused by the hangover made Wen Ai realize what it is like to "crack his brain". He looked at the strange ceiling above his head, rubbed his painful temples, and slowly recalled the events of last night. He just remembered that he had a few glasses of wine, then...and...

Fragmented.

Wen Ai sweated a little: "System, I didn't do anything disrespectful to Xu Changzhou since I was drunk?"

The system's voice is a little fictitious: "No... right?"

Wen Ai said, "What's the matter, what happened last night? You say you say you say it!"

System: "I said I said I can't tell!"

The corner of Wen Ai's mouth twitched: "Are you leaving your job again without permission, and eating snakes all night?"

The system defaults.

Wen Ai sighed: "The two of us will finish sooner or later."

On the bedside table was a glass of tomato juice specially designed for hangovers, and underneath it was a business card. Wen Ai took a sip of the tomato juice and glanced at the words on the card by the way.

Xu Changzhou

Chief Executive Officer of Stewart Bank

Phone: XXXXXXXXXXX

Wen Ai took a sip of tomato juice and almost sprayed it on his business card, and he was a very young man. Xu Changzhou actually sent him to the hotel. He didn't give him a punch by drunkenness? I always feel like I was wandering around the edge of life and death last night...

Wen Ai got up and took a brief wash, changed his clothes and left quickly.

When he waited for the elevator, he looked at the business card in his hand again and couldn't figure out what Xu Changzhou meant. Could it be that the person has grown up, and his hatred of him is relieved?

Wen Ai thought about this line of thought and thought it was quite possible. Look at Xu Changzhou's successful, mature and stable appearance yesterday, it's nothing like someone who still clings to old things. If this is the case, it will be much easier for him to do tasks later.

Wen Ai: "System, is the hostess coming to America as an exchange student?"

System: "Well, your last chance, seize it!"

Wen Ai studied financial economics in the business school. The professor of the major course is a person who pays great attention to integrity. He has a wide network of contacts and many resources in his hands. He often provides good internship opportunities for students.

In today's class, the professor proudly announced to the class that he has two places for internships at Stewart Bank, and prospective students can send their resumes to his mailbox.

There was a commotion in the classroom. After a brief surprise, the students' hearts began to move around. Stewart Bank is a mythical existence in the world banking industry. It is very young, but it overlooks all its peers. If you can go there for an internship, your resume will look very good in the future.

When Wen Ai heard the name, he only felt that the road to the enemy’s family was narrow, and whoever loved to go, he could just hide from a distance.

In the second week of class, the professor announced the identities of the two lucky ones. When Wen Ai heard his name, his jaw fell on the ground.

When did he apply? Why doesn't he know!

While holding back the doubts in his heart, Wen Ai had to smile and thank the classmates who congratulated him. Finally, after the get out of class was over, Wen Ai quickly walked up to the podium and stopped the professor who was leaving with the bag, very seriously Explained the situation to him.

Wen Ai feels that many people want this place anyway. It is not difficult to choose someone to top him. However, the professor seriously rejected him and said a very long string of words, to the effect that I don’t care if you are stolen. If you took your mailbox, or even scrolled the keyboard to send the wrong email during sleepwalking, it was all due to your careless management. You can't use this as an excuse to revoke my application. This is a trust issue between us.

To sum up in one sentence, you have to go if you want, and you have to go if you don't want to!