If he couldn't win, he should run. This was a theory that a great man had once said. This was a very clever saying that had a guiding effect on Chen Zong's practice. It was very profound and philosophical, but when Chen Zong used it, it was very painful and heart-wrenching. It was like a hot iron that made Chen Zong tremble all over.
Ignoring Copper Coin, sometimes even disregarding Chen Zong's reputation in public, facing Chen Zong's crazy infatuation gaze and disdainful sarcasm, was the most uncomfortable thing for Chen Zong.
At the annual meeting to bid farewell to the old comrades who had retired gloriously, Chen Zong saw that there was an empty seat beside the copper coin. At first, Chen Zong thought that it was left for him by Tong Chen Zong. Just as Chen Zong's face was red, he was very glad that the beauty was giving him a secret glance. His terrible unrequited love had room to turn around, and his heart went crazy.
Chen Zong lifted his butt and sat down. Copper Coin tilted his face and said unhappily,""This is Sister Chen's. Chen Zong, go over there."
" Go over there? Why should I go over there?" Chen Zong was very stubborn and even a little overbearing. As for being gentle with women, that was something Chen Zong learned after studying in the women's school for many years.
Unfortunately, that experience came too late. A dessert after they were full would only cause them to have anorexia and burp. At that time, there was not much meaning in guiding them.
Chen Zong said with a thick neck," It's Sister Chen's. Did Sister Chen buy it or did she buy it?"
Copper Coin remained silent. It glared at Chen Zong with its beautiful eyes. Chen Zong sat on it forcefully for the sake of his face.
Unexpectedly, Copper Coin did pick up his own stool and sat in the middle of the group of men at the door without giving Chen Zong any reason. It caused the brothers to laugh happily and proudly, making Chen Zong feel as if he was sitting on a needle blanket on that stool. He had lost all his face.
Chen Zong was sweating profusely throughout the entire farewell party. He wished he could find a hole in the ground and hide in it. What was even more unexpected was that at this time, the old lady named Hong Xia, who had been married three times but had not been married, came to Chen Zong's side. She put down the stool that she had just moved from a pile of women.
"Young man Chen, if she doesn't want to accompany you, I'll accompany you. I can't bear to let you be alone."
After saying that, she leaned on Chen Zong and pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her half-man, half-woman pocket to share with Chen Zong. Hong Xia was very helpful. She even carried a lighter and carefully served Chen Zong. She lit a fire and went up to him. Everyone looked at them with disdain and secretly giggled.
Chen Zong would remember that meeting for the rest of his life. He would be depressed and depressed for the rest of his life. It was really something that he couldn't bear to look back on. Those who should have stayed had left, and those who should have left had indeed accompanied him. Moreover, it was a little disgusting.
Sure enough, after the meeting, Chen Zong's best friend, Mr. Liuzi, held Chen Zong's hand and said,"" Brother, you've done a disgusting thing. Why did you blindly pick up a dead rat? You should have rejected her, but you were still smoking with her. Now, you've lost all your value. You failed, Chen Zong."”Third Stream patted Chen Zong's shoulder and walked away from him.
The night of the farewell party was the most exciting night of Chen Zong's life. It was even angrier than the name given to him by his father, who had not studied much. When he thought of that name, Chen Zong cursed and felt goosebumps all over his body. What was that drunkard father doing?
Chen Zongzi, Chen Zongzi. In his father's eyes, his name had two meanings. One was to record the family name of his broken family to pass on the legacy. The other was the fact that his mother was hungry when she gave birth to him.
This woman, who was still working at the construction site during the day, barely ate a single grain of rice when she gave birth to him. On the day she gave birth to him, her mother happened to see the colorful and fragrant dumplings on the street, so when she gave birth to him, she shouted,"Zongzi, I want to eat Zongzi." This was the inspiration his mother gave to his alcoholic father.
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