Achievements - Chapter 1713 Similarities

Since its opening, the Paris Tower Bar, located diagonally opposite the night**, has soared popularity. First, Wen Xiaolong carried out a three-day large-scale guest service event with no drinks on the first floor lobby, and then a one-week discount period. Discount and price reduction is a measure, and creating a service brand is another measure. It has to be said that in business, Wen Xiaolong does have a certain talent. Whether it is the beautiful stage decoration of the first floor lobby or the enchanting and sexy pole dancer on the steel pipe, it reflects that the Paris Tower has indeed injected a lot of fresh blood into Zhouning.

However, the more popular the Paris Tower, the less Dou Yifan dared to step in here casually. Even if he didn't know Wen Xiaolong's business methods, Dou Yifan was also very clear about the invasion methods of the Dragon Train Gang. After entering from the back door, Dou Yifan quickly walked around the small terrace on the second floor. He stood quietly in a corner, quietly observing the men and women who were twisting their bodies exaggeratedly in the dance floor. The worries in his heart gradually became a fact. Before ten o'clock, the gathering horn had already sounded in the lobby of the Paris Tower.

"Why are you quietly coming here these days? You don't say hello when you arrive at my territory! Are you worried that the turbid air here will smoke you?" Just as Dou Yifan was silently observing the situation downstairs, Wen Xiaolong was holding a bottle of wine in one hand and a cigarette between his other fingers. He leaned on the porch of the small terrace, and a faint smoke came out of the corner of his mouth, and a look of sloppy aura was fully visible.

"Drink again so early?" As soon as he saw Wen Xiaolong's hand empty, Dou Yifan had to speak. Even though he knew that he could not persuade Wen Xiaolong, he still wanted to give it another try.

"You came here just to see how I drink?" Wen Xiaolong smiled evilly again, stepped forward and looked at the crowded lobby downstairs, raised his head and whispered a few more mouthfuls of Hennessy.

"I... Xiaolong, if you drink this way, you will get sick. Can you stop torture yourself like this?" Dou Yifan was very suffocated, but he had to continue to persuade Wen Xiaolong. He was not qualified to persuade Wen Xiaolong with empty and boring words like "A person cannot be resurrected" because Dou Yifan always felt that he owed Shi Yunxiang.

"Drinking? It's good to drink! I don't know anything after drinking too much. But I don't know what's going on in my stomach, and I can't die no matter how I drink it! Hehe, do you know why I like Hennessy? Hehe, look, what does this color look like? Don't look under the white light, just look here, hehe, what does it look like? Like... blood! Blood that just flowed out of the blood vessels and still had body temperature... I didn't know before that it would hurt if someone else bleeds, haha, this time I know." Wen Xiaolong looked lonely, and looked at the scene where the business was booming downstairs without any sense of pride.

"Xiaolong, everyone chooses the road, don't be too sad." Dou Yifan thought for a while before speaking, for fear that a mistake accidentally caused Wen Xiaolong's feelings. In his eyes, it seemed that the amber wine liquid turned into blood in Wen Xiaolong's eyes. Dou Yifan did not correct Wen Xiaolong's statement, and his heart began to feel dull and painful.

"I'm not sad, really, I'm not sad, I regret it, I regret it! You said that my tama is so good at finding something to do, so I went to talk to Xiang'er about suicide by cutting his wrist! By the way, it seems that when I was watching something bullshit TV series, the heroine committed suicide for love... Haha, at that time, I pointed to the woman in the TV series and said that this is impossible to die. Only those who don't want to die can cut their veins like this." Wen Xiaolong poured on the sofa on the small terrace, Gudong Gudong drank a few more mouthfuls of Hennessy, smashed her mouth twice before she mentioned something that made him regret for life like Xianglin Sao.

"Xiaolong, I have told you that it's not your fault. Xiang'er has such a mind, and she will sooner or later take this road. Even if you can save her this time, you can't save her next time. Since she has left, please let her go with peace of mind, okay?" Dou Yifan sighed helplessly, and reached out to grab the bottle of wine in Wen Xiaolong's hand. He suddenly wanted to drink, and this idea began to emerge when Wen Xiaolong mentioned Shi Yunxiang.

Dou Yifan knew that Wen Xiaolong was telling the truth, but this truth was the one that Wen Xiaolong was most reluctant to listen to. Dou Yifan knew that he was the only one who could take the bottle of wine in Wen Xiaolong's hand in recent times, so he appeared in the bar of the Paris Tower again and again, listening to Wen Xiaolong's confession again and again. Dou Yifan believed that Wen Xiaolong needed such confession, although every time it was similar, Dou Yifan really believed that Wen Xiaolong had such a need.

"No, it's my fault, it's my fault. If it weren't for my troublesome way of telling her how to cut the veins, she wouldn't die. I could still save her. Really, I really know that I could still save her. Her blood was just flowing, warm, really, I really felt that the blood was warm, warm, and flowing in my arms. At that time, I could still feel her breathing and her body temperature, but... but she was still dead, still dead. If I hadn't taught her to cut blood vessels upright, she would still be alive. Really, brother, I really know that she would not die. Why am I so bastard, why am I so bastard?" Wen Xiaolong's voice was low, not as hell as others imagined. But every word of Wen Xiaolong drilled into Dou Yifan's heart like a steel needle, piercing him heart-wrenchingly.

Dou Yifan leaned on the guardrail of the terrace and silently sipped two sips of wine. Hennessy, who was usually sweet, tasted a little bitter this time. There was noisy music downstairs. Dou Yifan carefully tasted the bitterness brought by the tip of his tongue while staring at the handsome guy and beauty entering and leaving the lobby downstairs. Wen Xiaolong behind him finally calmed down for a while, and was lying on the sofa and smoking silently. Dou Yifan knew in his heart that Wen Xiaolong's intermittent alcoholism had reached a conclusion. After two cigarettes, Wen Xiaolong could return to his usual working state.

Sure enough, after more than ten or twenty minutes, Wen Xiaolong stood up from the sofa and walked to Dou Yifan. The two of them leaned on the railing, and they started smoking with their heads in a stinking smoke. Recently, Dou Yifan was always filled with smoke when he returned home. He always felt a little embarrassed, but what surprised him was that Li Muyun, a pregnant woman who was older than the sky, had been very tolerant of him recently. No matter how late he went home, Li Muyun never complained. This made Dou Yifan feel a little guilty. He should have been at home for more time during this period, but he spent most of his time in the company and bar.
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