Even the rare and precious wine is the lover in my dream before opening the bottle, and it is like a vague person. After opening the bottle, it can only be tasted briefly, and then it will be out of control.

Old Joseph was drunk. He had already drunk a lot of brandy before drinking this bottle of Louis XIII. Now he had another bottle of Louis XIII in black crystal. He rushed to his head with a strong alcohol content. He lay on his back on the sofa beside the terrace, laughing.

Su Fei also took a sip. He was so spicy that he stuck out his tongue and muttered, "I didn't see it very delicious." But thinking about it, this was a sip of three thousand dollars, and he held the cup and finished drinking the wine.

Lina took out her gift, and she smiled helplessly, "I've bumped into you."

When Fucheng saw that Lina actually bought a watch, Audemars Piguet.

In fact, it is also very easy to understand. As a woman, Lina is a bit too intimate to give away a watch, so it is just right to give away a watch.

Lina smiled and pushed the gift box over: "Reid, don't you take it apart?"

Since we have to dismantle the gifts, we naturally have to dismantle the ones that the three of Fucheng have jointly given together. The two watches are not similar, and Lina has given them more casually.

Zhuo Huan raised his eyebrows: "Two pieces?"

Su Fei slapped the table: "Wear together!"

Zhuo Huan opened the gift box with indifferent expression and put the two watches on his wrists together.

Lina: "If you haven't changed your clothes and still wear the T-shirt just now, I believe it must be my piece more suitable. But you changed your shirt, um..." She pondered for a moment, "I lost, Bulgari's star cufflinks and sports mechanical watches are really not suitable at all."

Zhuo Huan curled the corners of his mouth and took off Lina's watch.

It was already ten o'clock in the evening, and old Joseph was so drunk that he was unconscious. Fucheng and Su Fei each carried one of his arms and took him back to the apartment. Zhuo Huan did not go down to see them off, but called the housekeeper first and asked the housekeeper to find someone to clean up the end of the open-air restaurant. He stood at the door frame, wrapped his arms around his chest, and looked at the four of them.

Lina smiled with red lips: "No need to give it to you, Reid, I wish you a happy birthday."

A gentle nod came from his nose, and Zhuo Huan raised his head and quietly condensed Fucheng.

Seeing the man's gaze, Fucheng raised his head. His eyes met in the air, and Fucheng whispered: "Happy birthday to Teacher Zhuo."

Zhuo Huan smiled meaningfully: "Happy."

Su Fei: "Happy birthday RIP! Let's go, hurry up, why is Old Joseph so heavy! You can't tell that he is so heavy on the outside, it must be at least one hundred and six!"

Lina helped Fucheng and the other two to get things, while Fucheng and Su Fei carried Old Joseph into the elevator.

After finally getting in the car, the two of them sent Old Joseph home. After changing their clothes, Fucheng returned home at midnight. He was lying on the bed but couldn't sleep. He was irritated and beat hard, so he got up and began to pack up his things.

I had an hourly job at home to clean it, and there was nothing he needed to clean it up. He sorted out some miscellaneous items and suddenly found an invoice in the corner of the desk cabinet. I opened it and took a look.

Bulgari star cufflinks, £6539.

His eyes stopped on this invoice for a few seconds. He crumpled the invoice into a ball with expressionless face and threw it into the trash can. There was nothing to do, and the house was neatly tidy, it was already three o'clock in the morning. Fucheng turned off the last light, and the light suddenly disappeared, and everything fell into darkness.

However, a picture of applause and thunder appeared in front of me.

Countless young air force pilots wearing straight blue military uniforms and just entered the army sat under the stage nervously and nervously. When the man came on stage, they clapped neatly. The applause instantly overturned the roof of the auditorium, shaking like an earthquake.

The man paused, and seemed to be startled. Instead of continuing to move forward, he turned around and looked at the young children in the audience.

He walked towards the rostrum.

Memories will be eroded by the long period of time, but emotions and touches are like aged wine, brewing even more strongly. The man's voice is not powerful, his attitude is not solemn at all, and he is even a little careless. Under his refreshing and clean short hair, there are eyes blooming with thousands of stars.

Fucheng was fascinated by the sight.

When talking about his own field and about the upcoming Maifei F485, the Maifei company spent nearly twenty years, ambitious and intended to dominate the sky. There seemed to be light, confidence, ostentatious, jumping, and bright in his eyes. He spoke faster, raised his tone, and showed a leaping and happy smile.

In his eyes, everything in the world seemed to have become a chess piece that bowed down and surrendered.

He will be the king in the end.

At that time, those eyes were filled with stars.

Fucheng was silent for a moment, returned to the bed, closed his eyes. The thunderous applause gradually dissipated in his ears, and the young and confident man also turned into a different appearance. It was in the cool breeze of the autumn night of Helsinki, where he sat on the iron railings of the country road. There were weeds under his feet and the starry sky above his head.

He lowered his head and smoked silently.

The dark thing swept into the eyes, and the silent and depressed mud swallowed up from his feet. He smoked heavily, without saying a word, his brows tightly, as if something had grabbed his throat, making him breathe dull and exhausted.

Then he heard his voice, raised his head, and looked at him with a smile.

All those repressive, negative, and pessimistic things disappeared in the moment they looked up.

"You can speak Dutch in addition to French?"

...

The irritability in his heart could no longer be stopped, and it washed away the fence and rushed like a flood. Fucheng stood up, put on a coat and came to the balcony. He lit the smoke, silently, and never slept overnight.

The next morning, Joseph, the old man, did not ask Fucheng to get up and run as usual because of a hangover.

At nine o'clock, Fucheng entered the gate of UAAG headquarters on time.

Seeing him, Lina was a little surprised, then smiled and said, "Fu, you are the only one who is not late."

Fucheng smiled at her and said, "Who is there another one?"

It is common for Mr. Zhuo to be late, and it is a surprise if he is not late; as for old Joseph and Su Fei, they probably haven't woken up until now.

Lina said in disappointment: "Is it not a member of UAAG in your eyes?"

Fucheng was stunned and apologized seriously: "Sorry, Lina."

Lina blinked: "Just kidding you."

It was noon and at 11:00 noon, Joseph and Su Fei arrived late.

After being drunk all night, Old Joseph's face was not good-looking, but he was full of energy. As soon as he entered the door, he began to accuse: "I think my lateness should be understandable. Fu, Lina, I was drunk like that last night, so it's normal that I can't wake up. But this person, Su Fei, I really misread him! I never expected that he sent me a message. Seeing that I was not awake, he continued to sleep happily and didn't even want to wake me up!"

Su Fei was also very dissatisfied: "Don't I care about your body? Sleep more so that I won't have a headache after getting drunk, right, Brother Fu."

Fucheng reminded them: "Teacher Zhuo hasn't come yet."

Old Joseph was stunned, then sat on the sofa: "I've said it earlier! Reid is not here, what else can I find for reasons."

Everyone laughed.

When noon passed, there was no sign of Zhuo Huan.

It was not until two o'clock in the afternoon that the elevator door beeped. The man in a French shirt looked down at his phone and walked into the UAAG gate. When he walked to Lina's desk, he stopped and said, "Mi Fei has a design problem and wants to consult. I didn't answer Daniel's call, so don't worry."

Lina: "Okay."

After explaining the matter, Zhuo Huan walked towards his desk, pulled a chair and sat down.

Su Fei watched him walk over and said in surprise: "Don't you go straight to the sofa to sleep this time?"

His voice was not too loud and small, and it came into Zhuo Huan's ears, making him sneer: "You only have sleep in your mind?"

Su Fei: "..."

"You are the one who sleeps when you come to UAAG every day!"

"Oh, but I am the one who pays you."

“…”

Is this horse-treading a horse saying?

"Take off the watch I gave you yesterday and return it to me!"

Zhuo Huan deliberately said loudly, with a frivolous voice: "What you gave me? It was you, old Joseph and... Fucheng, who gave me together."

Today, Zhuo Huan wore the white shirt he changed last night, and naturally wore the Patek Philippe given by the three of Fucheng. The silver-white white chalcedony dial contrasted with the diamond-covered star cuffs on the cuffs, which were elegant and noble.

Su Fei looked at Old Joseph and Fucheng: "I propose to take back this watch. We will go back today. Do you agree?"

"Oh."

Su Fei turned his head and looked at the man.

Zhuo Huan supported his chin with one hand and looked in the direction of Old Joseph and Fucheng. He seemed to be looking at the two of them, but he stared straight at Fucheng, with a voice in his voice, and said gently: "Then ask, see if they agree? Is it important or you important."

Old Joseph remembered the wine room Lina talked about last night and swallowed. He said righteously: "Of course Reid is more important. Okay, Su Fei, don't make trouble, kids don't throw tantrums."

Su Fei stared straight at him and looked at Fucheng: "Brother Fu, you must stand on my side!"

Zhuo Huan stared at Fucheng with dark eyes, licked his lips, but there was no emotion in his pupils. He just looked at him quietly and waited for him to answer.

Fucheng: "How can I take back the gifts I give to others?"

Su Fei suddenly felt abandoned.

Zhuo Huan looked at Fucheng and chuckled, "So, it seems that I am more important."

Fucheng looked up at him.

"……Um."

Uncle Zhuo smiled happily.

With Lina here, even the toughest and rough man will live a refined life.

Every 3:30 pm, it is afternoon tea time. She ordered an afternoon tea set meal in a nearby five-star hotel, which was made by Michelin chefs. At this time, waiters wearing small dresses and black bow ties will deliver the dining truck full of afternoon tea to the UAAG headquarters.

Everyone sat on the terrace, enjoying the scenery of the Huangpu River while tasting tea and eating pastry.

Not long after Fucheng sat down, Zhuo Huan sat over. He sat close to Fucheng and sat next to him.

After Lina poured black tea for everyone, she talked about the gossip she heard about a top auditing office upstairs today. Everyone was excited and said a few words from time to time. Fucheng didn't say anything. He was drinking the mellow black tea with a calm expression on his face.
To be continued...