Fang Yuan walked north along Panmen Road. His figure pulled the entire road so lonely under the street lights. I seemed to be infected by this situation, so only Fang Yuan was walking further and further away, and the "gum" sound from the water on the coal stove.

I lowered my head and put the last bun in vinegar to finish this simple midnight snack. But when I looked up again, Mi Lan was surrounded by a group of drunkards with bad origins. They were all defective products that were eliminated by life. So a beautiful woman sitting on the street crying aroused their frivolous desire and quickly put it into action. I even saw one of the garbage, helped Mi Lan and put her hand on her chest...

I couldn't bear it anymore, so I pushed open the door of the bun shop, but suppressed the anger in my heart. I came to the group of drunks like a passerby, grabbed the garbage hair, pressed it hard on his belly with my knees, and instantly put him to the ground. When the others were stunned, I pulled Mi Lan, who was at a loss, and ran to the crowd where the crowd was surging. When the drunks came back to their senses and wanted to chase them, a patrol car happened to drive on the side of the road. They gave up their pursuit of Mi Lan and me while cursing, and walked to the opposite place.

The storm did not escalate. I said to Mi Lan, who was still in horror, "Did you drive? If you don't drive, I'll take you back."

Mi Lan did not answer me. She lowered her head, and then she burst into tears. She cried so hard that even breathing became a very difficult thing. So I became the target of public criticism. All the bad eyes were cast at me, thinking that Mi Lan's crying was caused by me. I couldn't speak, but I didn't leave. I just avoided everyone's gaze and looked at the neon lights that were flashing in the distance.

At this time, Mi Lan finally pushed away the crowd and ran across the street. Only then did I see her Audi R8 parked in a temporary parking space on the side of the road. After she started the car, she disappeared on the street without much kindness in the blink of an eye, but the sad atmosphere seemed to be still dissipating. In the end, I stood on the street for a long time at a loss...

I understand a little: put aside human good and evil and character, we are actually living in this world with grief and anger! ... I smiled helplessly and left this place of right and wrong behind along the way along the square...

......

It was another weekend night. Robben brought his ripped nerve band to the "Fifth Season" bar. We made this place the first stop of the "Walk on the Road to Art". Robben was silent as usual. He was holding a cigarette and debugging his guitar. The black jacket and white vest did not cover the sun totem tattoo on his chest. He only occasionally said a few words to Xiaowu around him. However, Xiaowu, who had always been unruly, obeyed his words, kept nodding, and then moved the bass to find the feeling that Robben wanted.

At 7:30 pm, this small concert that had been rehearsed for the first time officially began. Due to space restrictions, the number of people in this concert was strictly controlled. We only sold more than 300 tickets in total. But even so, the open space in front of the bar in the fifth season still felt like it was almost squeezed out. The atmosphere on the scene was not worse than the venue-level concert. So before Robben could speak, applause and whistle were already coming one after another. Among them, even crazy fans took off their underwear and showed a tattoo like Robben... Yes, even after leaving for so long, Robben's most loyal fans still loved him as deeply as before.

During the singing, we still release it in the most emotional way, especially Robben. When he sang the song "Who is so sad, so thorough", he pulled off his jacket, wore a vest, took the drumstick from the drummer, and personally beat a drum sound that could make the scene explode... I know that Robben was back again!

After the performance, Robben and his band went to the food stall. We celebrated the success of this performance in this street-like way. As before, we forgot about the messy trivial matters, spoke loudly, and drank happily until no one came to this snack street again.

On the way back, Robben put his shoulder on my shoulder and began to speak drunkenly, talking about his ridiculous thoughts, but he actually expressed his emotions, lit a cheap cigarette, sat on a pile of sand, and muttering how time turned himself into a piece of hob meat... But in the end, the crying man became a poor little Wu, and he remembered the Nanjing girl who abandoned him last week in my words... So, this group of drunkards who talked about youthful right and wrong showed their ugly appearance on the streets late at night, but this was nothing. We were so ugly all the way. We are the degenerate young people who have ideals but can never realize their ideals, just the hob meat in life...

Or, I shouldn't say that, and I shouldn't deny my current achievements. I have already walked on the road of ideals and gradually created a literary and artistic path full of humanistic feelings. After Robben returned to China, he was still the new rock godfather. Today's concert was just a small test for him. In the end, he would hold a tour on the Chinese territory according to venue-level specifications... Although we are no longer the past, we are still drinking and putting a debauchery in the past years, saying stupid words. I think this is the effect of alcohol! It makes us unable to let go of the past and cannot forget the scarred youth. The names of young entrepreneurs and rock godfathers have not become our constraints on this late night street, because the brothers are still stupid, still in the stupid life. I don't know why...

......

The next day, I woke up from a hangover headache. After drinking several glasses of boiled water, I went to the company without having breakfast. However, the considerate assistant knew that I had drunk a lot yesterday, so I bought some stomach-enhancing breakfast and delivered it to my office.

Just as I was having these breakfasts, my old boss Chen Jingming came to the office. After I asked him to sit down, he did not joke with me as usual, but said with a serious expression: "Zhaoyang, Vice President Zhou of Zhuomei Shopping, do you still have any impressions?"

I searched in my mind and found that there was no reflection of this person, so I shook my head.

Chen Jingming also said: "He was responsible for traditional channel development in Zhuomei and was a very experienced middle-level manager. However, because Fang Yuan now focuses on e-commerce, the development of traditional channels is no longer so important, so he has been pushed into the cold palace by Fang Yuan. I hope our company can give him a chance. I personally think he will give our company a great help in channel development."

Chen Jingming's request made me feel a little embarrassed. After all, the business we operate is very different from that of Wansen Group, so from the company's perspective, I don't want to spend a high salary to support a channel development manager in the retail industry.

Just as I was about to refuse, Chen Jingming whispered: "Partner Zhou always follows Mi Cai's father to fight the ranks of the country. Now it is really suppressed by Fang Yuan. It is difficult to gain a foothold in Wansen. Since Wansen merged with the former Poly Department Store, no large department store in Suzhou can take him in... At his age, if he still has to go to another place to work, it will be a little more miserable, so I hope you can give him this opportunity. I think: As long as it is used properly, he can also create great value for our company in the position of channel development manager!"

I don’t know when Mi Cai has become the softest place in my heart. I learned that Vice President Zhou has the experience of starting a business with Mi Zhongxin. After taking over the company, I made the first decision that seemed incorrect. I decided to take this Vice President Zhou under my command. But this feeling is a bit strange. The project I am running has nothing to do with the department store, but it has already included two senior managers in the department store industry in my company. One is Chen Jingming and the other is the Vice President Zhou who is about to join. They have one thing in common. They all come from Zhuomei, now Wansen...

I was a little suspicious because of this. Chen Jingming even had contact with Mi Cai, and Vice President Zhou joined my company because of Mi Cai's instruction... When I asked Chen Jingming this question, he firmly denied it, but repeatedly assured me that this was his personal behavior and had nothing to do with Mi Cai... Looking at his swearing look, I had to choose to believe it. I also understand that because of my excessive longing for Mi Cai, I always magnify some slight possibilities and then associate it with her. In fact, this is not scientific...

......

On this night after get off work, I went to the nursing home where Jian Wei was. I haven't visited her again for more than a week. This time I bought her a down quilt with better warmth because the temperature has dropped a bit bad these days.

The door of the room was not locked by Jian Wei. After I got her consent, I opened the door and walked into the room by myself. She was leaning against the sofa and holding the tablet in her hand and looking at something. Her expression was a little solemn... My heart skipped a beat. I don't know if she had seen the folder where she had set a password on her own, and would she remember something because of it.
Chapter completed!