Chapter 213: Gun Dream

During the long holiday, Wang Zhuo suddenly lost his entertainment program.

The Prosperous Dynasty received an invitation from an jade exhibition in Macau, and Qi Fei led a group to the exhibition. Guan Yingying went to France with her father to finish the final work of Guan's foreign trade company. Gan Lin and his parents went to Australia, riding grass and mud horses, and carrying koalas.

Wang Zhuo also wanted to go to Australia, but Gan's mother refused on the grounds that he was too busy with work!

Even Xiao Siyuan, who had been pestering him, suddenly began to disappear. Somehow, the little girl had a passionate fight with Bai Lu. The two of them were in contact every day, mysterious and secretive. They were not sure what plane they were doing.

Speaking of which, Wang Zhuo is still a little puzzled now. Why did Bai Lu quietly accept the Porsche 911 sports car? With her personality, she should firmly refuse. This fact is a bit abnormal.

Wang Zhuo didn't believe that he would misunderstand. If Bai Lu was the kind of person who was forgetful of his righteousness when he saw profit, she should take the opportunity to reject the car and get close to him. No matter how valuable the sports car is, it is only two million yuan. Just grasping his heart is to get a priceless treasure!

"It must be the little devil Siyuan who slammed it from it." Wang Zhuo guessed.

The women around him suddenly disappeared, which made Wang Zhuo very uncomfortable for a moment. He was twenty years old, and the period when men had the most energetic and strongest desires in their lives. Not to mention that they had no worries every day, they would not be unhappy three or four times a day! When Qi Fei and Gan Lin left, he didn't think much about it. At least Guan Yingying was around him, but Guan Shichen suddenly transferred the person away, and his side suddenly appeared in a vacuum!

There is a saying that people are iron, and food is steel, and they are hungry even if they don’t eat for a meal. But Wang Zhuo’s current situation is similar to this sentence. He is so panicked that he has no girls to hold back for a day...

After two days of enduring, on the evening of that day, while wandering around the room, he looked at Ji Qiong's number that had been on the screen of his mobile phone for a long time. Finally, he didn't dial. He sat back in front of the computer with a timid face and opened a folder with such a boy's computer.

The paper drawer was right next to the computer, everything was ready, Director Wang looked at the sky speechlessly, thinking that he would never have a day to visit the fifth girl again, which was so sad.

Just as he was about to untie his belt, his cell phone rang at this time. He picked it up and saw that it was a strange mobile phone number from another place, and he had never seen it before.

The number's place of origin shows the capital. He hesitated for a moment, but pressed the answer button.

"Wang Zhuo, I am Ruan Mingqing, do you still remember me?"

The other party's voice was soft and soft, and it was a bit familiar. Wang Zhuo's mind immediately had the names of the Zeng father and son, as well as Ruan Mingqing's appearance.

Wang Zhuo quickly smiled and said, "It turns out it's Sister Ruan. No wonder it's a number I haven't seen before. Are you replying to ***?"

"Not yet." Ruan Mingqing said with a wry smile: "Zeng Yan's illness needs someone to take care of, how can I get away?"

Wang Zhuo was also a little sad when he heard this. Zeng Yan never woke up again after that cerebral hemorrhage. He had been in a vegetative state. He had just been on the ill for more than a month, and Ruan Mingqing was indeed inseparable from this time.

"How is Brother Zeng's condition?" Wang Zhuo casually argued. In fact, he was even clearer about Zeng Yan's illness than a doctor. After all, the doctor can only take X-rays to analyze the condition. It is impossible to open the skull and look carefully. However, he saw Zeng Yan's brain damage with his perspective eyes and knew that he would not have been able to wake up.

"It's quite stable." Ruan Mingqing sighed and said, "He has moved to the general ward, and the next step is to resume treatment. Her husband said it might be very long."

"It's very hard to take care of him." Wang Zhuo slapped his mouth sympathetically. He had to take care of a vegetative person. He not only had to take shit and urine every day, but also had to turn over and massage him frequently, otherwise bedsores would soon develop, which would make it even more difficult to serve.

"I'm used to it." Ruan Mingqing smiled bitterly and asked, "Can you come out and sit with me for a while? I'm not familiar with Jiangzhou, and I don't even have anyone to chat with, and I'm almost suffocating."

"Okay." Wang Zhuo was worried that he would be able to pass the time, so he agreed happily: "Where are you, I'll go find you."

...

Forty minutes later, the two met at the entrance of a supermarket chain two streets away from the hospital. Wang Zhuo drove his hot-red Lotus sports car that he had just bought for a short time, and wherever he went, attracted the stunning gaze of countless young people.

Porsche's bloodline is from Germany, Ferrari is from Italy, both of which are from the fascist invading countries during World War II, while Lotus is from British descent, which is very rare in China. Many people think that it is a domestic counterfeit product when they see its car logo.

But when they saw the car driven by Wang Zhuo, they would not see it like this. The car has a strong curve, its air intake is very large, and its headlights are narrow and long diamond-shaped. Although it is also a streamlined body, it gives people a powerful and powerful feeling. Only in films and TV series with racing as the theme can it be seen.

Ruan Mingqing stood alone on the street, the warm summer breeze blew on her body, but she couldn't feel the heat at all. After such a big thing happened to her husband, she was always heavy and full of melancholy.

Today she only wore a light blue suit, and she hadn't taken care of her hair carefully for a long time. She only kept her hair clean every day, and she casually tied a bun, only applied a moisturizing cream on her face, and she hadn't used other cosmetics for a long time.

Even such a light beauty, standing quietly on the streets in the evening with a look of worries, still attracting countless glances. People have a sense of pity in their hearts. Who is so ignorant that it makes this beauty unhappy?

The fiery sports car stopped on the street in front of the supermarket. The handsome guy driving pushed up his sunglasses, glanced at the light beauty with a smile.

After the beauty got on the bus, the sports car quickly left silently. The taxi drivers who were parking and entertaining guests sighed, "It turns out that the beauty is really going to give the rich man a gift."

"You look so cool when wearing sunglasses." Ruan Mingqing looked at Wang Zhuo and said sincerely.

"Actually, I don't like to wear this," Wang Zhuo explained with a smile: "But I can't ignore it, because there are always people taking pictures of this car."

"Oh, I understand." Ruan Mingqing nodded. She understood Wang Zhuo's statement very well. In fact, in the more than ten minutes she had just waited for Wang Zhuo, she found several people who used her mobile phone to secretly take pictures of her, but she had long been accustomed to this kind of thing and pretended not to know.

"Let's find a bar to sit?" Wang Zhuo suggested.

He chose bars instead of quiet places such as cafes because Ruan Mingqing was in a bad mood. Going to a bar with a warmer atmosphere could help her relieve her mood.

"Then go to the bar, I'll listen to you." Ruan Ming said with a light smile.

"I really haven't been to the bar yet. Let's go along the Bund. If you want any other company, you can enter." Wang Zhuo said, taking out a pair of sunglasses and handing it to her, then pressing the button to put down the car cloak.

A few seconds later, the sports car turned into a convertible. Ruan Mingqing put on glasses. This was the first time she experienced the feeling of sitting in a convertible sports car wearing sunglasses, and her mood was temporarily inspired by the freshness.

The two of them didn't say anything. After a while, the sports car drove to the Bund. Wang Zhuo saw a double-decker luxury bar called "Cunmeng Bar". He thought that the industrial-era decoration style of this bar was more pleasing to his appetite. He pointed with his hand and asked Ruan Mingqing for his opinion.

Ruan Mingqing nodded: "It's pretty good, so let's do it here."

There were many luxury cars parked at the door of the bar, but there were really no one in the same level as Wang Zhuo, the Lotus. There were two young men chatting at the door. When they saw this red convertible sports car driving into the parking space, they immediately blew two loud whistles.

Ruan Mingqing felt in a daze that he had returned to his student days, and that kind of age was so swift and unrestrained. Unfortunately, time passed and he had to face the ruthless test of life.

This is an open bar. There are luxurious tables loosely placed in the lobby on the first floor. On the stage, a young student singer was singing "You, the deskmate" affectionately. There were not many customers, most of them were young men in their twenties, one by one, one by one.

Wang Zhuo was not here to see the handsome guy. Ruan Mingqing had long developed the ability to look at him without looking at him when he was noticed. The two of them found a place that was neither remote nor in the center, and sat down. The waiter stepped forward to ask. Wang Zhuo ordered a glass of ice drink for himself, and Ruan Mingqing ordered coffee.

The waiter looked at Wang Zhuo quietly and said politely to Ruan Mingqing: "Ms., our minimum consumption here is 500 yuan per table, look..."

Wang Zhuo and Ruan Mingqing were each stunned for a moment. Ruan Mingqing neatly took out five big bills from his handbag, put them on the table and pushed them towards the waiter, smiling and said, "Just put some other fruits on them."

The waiter left with the money, and Wang Zhuo smiled bitterly and said, "There is no reason to let the lady pay the bill. I should pay the money."

Ruan Mingqing smiled and shook his head: "I found you, of course I should pay the bill."

Anyway, it's only five hundred yuan. Neither of them are short of money, so they just smiled and didn't care much about this topic.

The coffee, iced drinks and fruit saucers were delivered soon. Ruan Mingqing nodded with satisfaction after taking a sip of the coffee. It seemed that there was some research on the coffee dish.

While drinking ice drinks, Wang Zhuo looked at the mature woman. She was a little taller and had a naturally straight sitting position. Her figure was still the same as when she first met. She was quite thin when she should be thin. With a slim waist, she was very bulging. Her peaks were high, but her face was slightly clear. A faint black shadow could be seen vaguely on her unmodified lower eyelids, and her cheeks were also a little thin.

I guess she must have lived a bad life these days... Wang Zhuo's eyes showed a little sympathy, and he felt sorry for the pressure of life under this elegant young woman.
Chapter completed!