C295 The past Is with the Wind

Chiang Lee ignored Ann Qianxi's pursuit until he reached high school.

Chiang Lee had always been ranked second in the school, so who was first?

"For money," Ann Qianxi's voice sounded very nice at the time, with that girlish sweetness and crispness. Chiang Lee was surprised by the little girl's honesty at the time, "I'm different from you guys, I'm just pointing at the scholarship. There's no way out, no mistake, not even the slightest bit can be done."

Ann Qianxi also did not expect that when she was young, she would end up working at a nightclub. Of course, life was unpredictable, so what was there to be afraid of?

Five years, the company that saved my father's bankruptcy, up to now, it has been a fairly well-off life, with hundreds of thousands of lights shining on it, but also a body full of injuries.

Ann Qianxi's family had been very poor since high school. She had been living a good life, but her father's company had suddenly gone bankrupt, turning from rich to poor. Ann Qianxi, a young girl, had gone out to work.

The most puzzling thing for Chiang Lee at that time was that he wasn't very smart, so he used both of his hands to crush Chiang Lee completely.

At the beginning, when these feelings of depression were accumulated, it became a form of grievance. If a person felt wronged, they would easily become perverted.

One day, he and his bros would go to a restaurant with a particularly high class atmosphere. The waiters in the restaurant would be stunned and not even a single word would be written in Chinese. They were all in English! Of course, the salary of this kind of restaurant is also very beautiful.

Chiang Lee brought his rich second generation brother into the restaurant and ordered. When he looked up, he saw the waiter, Ann Qianxi, using her standard voice, saying, "Sir, can you prepare to order?"

This voice was like a cool breeze blowing over. The two boys looked up in unison. Chiang Lee was stunned. Wasn't this the same as enemies?

Ann Qianxi was wearing the clothes of a waiter with a slim waist. She seemed to have an impulse to clench her hand into a fist. Her figure was tall and slender, and she wore a faint makeup.

A subtle feeling spread to Chiang Lee's heart, "Miss, can you introduce us to the dishes and their names?"

As a high school student, no matter how good she was at learning English, Ann Qianxi's level was difficult to deal with with with complicated ingredients and cooking methods. After maintaining a programmed smile, she said, "..." Em, "Chiang Lee raised his hand and called for the blond supervisor, saying in English," What's the problem? Can I help you in any way? "

"A restaurant with a high grade and good taste, yet the waiters are unable to introduce the dishes accurately," Chiang Lee said in his fluent British aristocratic voice with a smile. "To be honest, this young lady has made me very disappointed in your restaurant."

The supervisor was someone who watched the food being served. When he saw that the two were either rich or rich, he immediately apologized with a smile without even asking for the reason. He then turned to look at Ann Qianxi with a cold expression, "You've been fired."

"As a matter of fact, I'm leaving too." Ann Qianxi was calm, or at least it seemed so. She maintained her smile and said in English, "I'm very sorry if I offended you."

"But before leaving, I have a few words to say to the two of you. You clearly feel that you came here to spend your money, that I am working here, that you are above others and that you have the right to dictate to me. However, you have come here entirely with your parents' money to enjoy life, and I am responsible for my life."

She smiled at the two boys and walked away.

On the way back, the two boys were the same as usual, the usually cheerful Chiang Lee was silent. If one were to probe his emotions, it would be too complicated, but he always felt like he was deeply humiliated at a certain moment, so he opened his mouth and said to the rich second generation guy, "Just now, that girl, how can I deal with her? What do you think? "

The rich second generation classmate tilted his head and looked at Chiang Lee, and laughed, "Come on, it's that one? cheapskate. "

"Let's see who can get her first. How about a computer? Didn't you want to buy a computer anyway, and bet on an Apple. "

The fuerdai did not say anything, but just smiled strangely. Just as he walked back two steps, he turned around and looked at Chiang Lee. "You said that."

Just because of a bet, Chiang Lee decided to pursue Ann Qianxi.

This was a secret that only the person in question could understand.

… ….

Chiang Lee jogged out of the hotel and opened the door. He said politely: "Boss Wang, why are you being so polite? It gives me a lot of face to entertain you. Take care."

Director Wang patted his shoulder, "Old Lu, you're not young anymore. It's about time you find a mother for Dandan."

Anyone who was able to say such words in this bar could be considered a sincere friend. However, he restrained his smile and said, "Got it, got it."

These years, the rumors did not let him off, the twenty-nine-year-old golden bachelor was still not married, he was afraid of a hidden disease. He didn't care, but he couldn't stand the pain in his heart either.

He chased after the bus like a madman, stumbling as he ran, comical and ridiculous, almost catching up with the bus. The green light went on, and the bus started to move again.

Behind him, the boss was dumbfounded. No one knew what happened to Director Chi. Afterwards, he continued to chase without any hesitation. If he lost his shoes, he would chase with his bare feet, as if he was risking his life.

He was like a fish that was about to be slaughtered, still struggling to catch up. However, the intense feeling of dizziness made him fall down the moment he stood up.

Before Chiang Lee met Ann Qianxi, he was still an inexperienced teenager. He had never thought of sacrificing himself for love. Before the bet, he was just living a carefree life.

"For me, a woman only has one month to her life."

This sentence was told to Chiang Lee by a senior sister with a provocative body. Later, Chiang Lee passed it on to another girl.

Chiang Lee will never forget it, the faint scar on his face was filled with the gentle girl at the corner of his eyes, and he saw Chiang Lee's expression at that time.

However, Chiang Lee didn't care about it. Instead, he felt like he was getting his revenge.

The greatest drawback of hatred is its spread, and the greatest consequence of oppression is its replication.

If time could be reversed, Chiang Lee really wanted to go back to those childish and ridiculous days and beat himself up.

He warned him not to hurt others easily.

At that time, the hormones were so high that there was no place to vent them out, so Chiang Lee could only play football under the sun all day long, visiting Internet cafes and flirting with girls.

Chiang Lee's first girlfriend was a hot little sister. She taught Chiang Lee to light cigarettes, reverse the skating, and improve his looks. Chiang Lee often went to her rented apartment to have fun with her as he watched TV shows together with her in his quilt.

She would buy a lot of snacks for Chiang Lee, and when she smiled, her flowers would flutter. During that period of time, when Chiang Lee was in the exam, she would wrap her slender arms around his neck and say to Chiang Lee in a sweet voice, "Stop reading and play with me. I don't have a lot of fun."