chapter 7 Juvenile Yuanbao

After receiving the photo, Bowen Lynch looked at it with a critical eye and carefully looked at it from all directions. The heroine had a pretty good figure, but she didn't show her face. "Mr. Jekyll's belly is quite layered. You see, one layer There are layers of fat on top of each other, like a sandwich biscuit. Do you know who this woman is from the company?"

"I really do not know this one."

"Is Mr. Jekyll usually very romantic?"

"You can't tell at all, that's why it's so lively."

Bowen Lynch smiled: "You know the person but not the heart. Who can understand the other side of a person? Maybe next time it will be you who reveal your nude photos."

"No, Bowen, don't be joking."

"Haha, can you guarantee that you have never taken such photos in private? Have you never recorded a video?"Bowen Lynch looked at them with a smile, "When you put on clothes, everyone is a white-collar worker, but when you take off your clothes, you all have the same desire. , so, what are you so excited about? This is just a mirror, it reflects yourselves, so let it go."

"Bowen, you are so serious, you won't really tell Ms. Ximenez."

"Do you need me to tell you? She came to the company early in the morning. She is probably dealing with this matter. It won't do you any harm to be more strict with her words."Bowen Lynch pretended to be a good guy and entered the office. He closed the door and immediately smiled with a sly look. Damn it, it feels so good to teach people a lesson. No wonder power makes people crazy. If you fart, others will say it makes sense.

Faye Ximenez handled it very quickly. After all, it was a media company, and the media had the most connections. Within half a day, all the news discussed on the Internet had been handled by Xelena Lowe, who was in charge of operations.

The two of them are known as the two goddesses of the company, one is cold and arrogant, the other is gentle and mature. Unfortunately, Faye Ximenez is married, and Xelena Lowe is a divorced single mother, both of which are prohibitive identities.

At noon, Bowen Lynch knocked on the door of the office and saw that the two goddesses were still busy and was about to leave. Faye Ximenez asked him: "Is something wrong?"

"I sent you a WeChat message, but you didn't reply to me. I know you are busy. I have a class reunion tonight. I have to take a day off in the afternoon. I want to meet my old classmates in advance and let you know."

"Go ahead and don't go home too late."

The words "go home" were spoken in a meaningful way, and I don't know, they still felt that they were in love with each other.

In the afternoon of March, the sun was shining brightly, and the university town was already full of spring colors. Early spring had just begun, and girls were eager to show off their long legs. This was the season of stockings.

Bowen Lynch mouth was watering along the way. After he saves enough money, he will open a clothing store in front of the university, specializing in women's clothing. I want to see enough!

In the Interstellar Internet Cafe, Lao Yves, who was waiting for someone, was playing with his pencil boredly, pointing at the target on the wall, and whoosh, he hit the bullseye.

"You're still playing. I told you earlier that this thing is not suitable for you. You are big and round, and you play darts like a grown man doing embroidery."

Yves looked back and said, "Hey, isn't this Bowen who married into a wealthy family? How can he adapt to the life of a wealthy family and adapt to my humble little Internet cafe?"

"You must be unable to adapt. Let me tell you, the air in the wealthy area is fresher than here. When I entered the house, my throat felt a bit sore."

"That's right, I haven't washed my feet for three days."

"Damn it, that means it hasn't been washed for a year. I'm poisoned. I have to pay for it."

No matter how lonely a person is, he must have a close friend after all. Yves Hughes is Bowen Lynch only friend. He also grew up with Lin Bao. He has been called the Yuanbao group since he was a child. When they were children, they loved to secretly go to Internet cafes, which made Yves's biggest childhood dream to be a network administrator. Now that his dream has come true, he has really become a network administrator. He wants to slap himself in the face. If he had known that he could open his mouth, he would have dreamed of becoming the president.

During Bowen Lynch's most difficult years, his family's house was sold and he had no place to live. He came to the Star Internet Cafe every night, and Yves helped him find a place to sleep for one night and treat him to a late-night snack. During those dog-like days, only in front of Yves did I feel like a human being, and I also witnessed the friendship between Yuanbao and Yuanbao.

Therefore, Yves Hughes knew all the truth about Bowen Lynch marriage.

"What are you talking about? Faye Ximenez allows you to find someone? Damn it, do rich people have cuckold habits? After a while, you two can't change your relationship? Damn, I'm so sore."

"You're so embarrassed, I don't have a girl yet."

"With your current status, is it difficult to find girls?"

Bowen Lynch shook his head and sighed, "You can't tell people that I'm just eating soft food."

"That's right, it's not convenient to show off."Yves nodded and suddenly woke up: "It's not difficult for you to find a girl normally. Look, a boy has been working hard to make money for ten years, just to provide for his mother who has leukemia. Extend your life, this is a filial son who is affectionate and righteous, extra points."

"Then, these ten years of dog-like life, selling dignity and personality, vicissitudes and decadence, full of stories, ordinary people, what can they do if they live in their early twenties, go to school and go to school, and occasionally fall in love with each other, let's compare it with you What, it’s just like boiled water, my little girl will definitely like your aged wine.”

Bowen Lynch was stunned for a moment after hearing this, "It turns out that picking up girls is your main business, and network management is just a personal interest."

"If you want to learn two skills, please pay some tuition."

"What a fool, you're still single."

The two laughed, and the more single they were, the more they could talk endlessly about theories. Yves lit up a cigarette, played with the pencil in his hand, and watched the young people coming and going on the road, but he was still poor and single. , spitting out eye circles: "You said those things we learned back then were useless and not worth it."

"In order to survive, are there any options?"

"Then you can introduce me to two rich women when you have time. I don't want to fight anymore." The pencil flexibly rotated between his five fingers, and Yves looked at his phone. "The party is about to start. Bowen is driving some kind of luxury car. I feel the decay of money.”

"No problem, let's go."

Bowen Lynch shook the car key, and Yves followed him in a hurry, and then he heard a scream: "Oh my god, it's an electric car."

Times have changed, and the atmosphere of reminiscing about old times in classmates' reunions has become less and less. The pretentiousness is getting higher and higher year by year, even faster than housing prices.

Bowen Lynch dropped out of school early and had very few classmates, only junior high school classmates. The so-called friendship between classmates had long been forgotten. However, when they got married, Faye Ximenez's status as a socialite was discovered by her classmates, who actually notified him to attend the class meeting. meeting.

When you are poor in the busy city, no one cares about you; when you are rich in the mountains, you have distant relatives. This sentence is really vulgar, but vulgar and very true.

On the electric car, Yves asked, "Bowen, I'm going to see my old classmate soon. There's something I need to tell you."

"explain."

"Bridget Lowe, do you still remember? In the past few years since you dropped out of school, she contacted me privately to find you several times."Yves coughed, "She will definitely come tonight."

"Oh, let's meet her then. After all, I am the first man who has touched her hand."

"that's it?"

"Nah, junior high school student, what else do you want? It's pure mineral water."

"Hahaha, I really overestimated you."

"If you push me further I will drive the car into a shithole."

"Come and die together."

Half an hour later, the two stepped into the private room of the hotel. Squad leader Hayden Winston saw Yves, immediately noticed the people around him, and walked over enthusiastically: "Bowen Lynch?"

Bowen Lynch was stunned, and Yves glanced at him and said he was the squad leader. Bowen Lynch quickly hugged him and said a few polite words. Hayden Winston said, "I'm afraid you two can't find me, but I'm still waiting for you in the garage."

"Oh, my car is not allowed in the garage."

"It's so lavish, what a luxury car."

Yves covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Tank."

In the private room, a dozen junior high school classmates were sitting around the sofa chatting. As soon as Bowen Lynch came in, he attracted everyone's attention. Bowen Lynch knew that he was not qualified to be the protagonist, but the matter of getting married was indeed too topical. , he smiled: "I haven't had plastic surgery, so the change shouldn't be that big."

"You're still as talkative as junior high school, so it seems like you are me."Tina Henderson said teasingly.

Everyone laughed, and amid the bustle, a quiet girl stood up slowly in the corner. She was wearing a floral dress, and her quiet and elegant temperament made her look unique.

"Bowen Lynch."

He looked back, and the image of the girl in school uniform suddenly flashed into his mind, "Bridget Lowe?"

The atmosphere became quiet, and everyone stared at the two of them as if they were watching a show.

"Are you...really married?"

Lin Bao showed the ring on his hand and said, "There is no need to make up for the contribution money."