Me who fears women travels with beautiful girls

A few months before
The top of the towering glass building.

The wind howled.

Blowing woman's long black hair.

Standing on the edge of a 500-meter-high building with a pale complexion, she looked down at the abyss-like depth below.

To die/or not to die.

This is the problem that Shen Tujia has to face every morning at eight o'clock.

This morning the urge seemed especially strong.

So much so that she didn't realize that someone pushed open the door on the roof behind her.

"Miss, I have found wonderful pleasure again."

A young man in black clothes walked up to her, and this unimaginably handsome man whispered in a hoarse and delicate voice next to her ear.

He seemed to be used to things like this woman sticking one foot out of a 500-meter-high building, with a faint smile on his face.

"What fun?"

Shen Tujia asked blankly, as if he would cross that hurdle at any time.

The secretary handed a tablet in front of her, pointed to a man in a suit and leather shoes on the tablet and said, "Look at this, Zhao Diyuan, the man we met in the famous TV series "Bei Piao" before. The one who has been taking the Kochi route bit, do you remember?"

Shen Tujia frowned and thought for a moment, then said slowly: "That is to say, the one who has a Ph.D. from Harvard Business School?"

"Yes, but according to our latest information, he is a Ph.D. from Harbin Buddhist College. Even Harbin Buddhist College told us that his degree was bought with money."

"Humph."

The corner of Shentujia's mouth twitched feebly, but the foot stretched on the edge of the roof has not been retracted.

Seeing this, the secretary continued with sweat dripping from his forehead, "There are also rumors that he committed domestic violence against his wife for six years."

"The suspended foot slowly retracted and landed on solid flat ground."

The dark-haired woman turned around slowly, looking directly into the secretary's eyes with dark and empty eyes: "So, Shirashou. We have someone to kill again."

"Yes, it will certainly do, and it will be a great pleasure for you."

"En." Shentu Jia nodded slowly, left the top floor where the howling wind was blowing, and returned to the top of the glass building.

Here is a 500-meter-high garden with rockery, fish pond, forest, oxygen bar, and even a parrot garden.

When the brunette walked past the early-rising parrots, the parrots chirped and said, "It's so annoying, I made it again. I made it again."

"When can I lose money?"

"Can this kind of company come back to life?"

"I hate it, it's boring to live, who will kill me"

Bai Shou, the secretary behind Shentujia, hurried forward and fed the chirping parrots one by one, which calmed down the chattering of the parrots.

After feeding the parrot, the secretary placed the coffee and tea on the ten-meter-long giant golden nanmu long table, and said to the woman lying on the three-meter-long phoenix chair behind the long table: "But miss, before we kill, we There are still some documents to be processed."

"Ok?"

"Yuan Da Real Estate, I hope you can go over and help."

"Humph."

Shentu Jia slumped on the chair, noncommittal.

She twisted her neck, a little uncomfortable.

Baishou immediately clapped his hands, and two graceful young women came out from behind the rockery, knelt on a chair, put her head on her lap lightly, and kneaded her.

"Also, the chairman asked you to take over this project. He recently lost money on this project."

The long days are so hard.

When gourmet food, luxury cars, yachts, handsome men, beauties, and all the things that can be enjoyed in the world are at your fingertips, what follows is a deep-rooted boring.Compared with this all-encompassing paradise, even the burning purgatory is more like heaven than it is.

Accompanied by the hands of the clock pointing to eight o'clock at night.

On the top of the glass building, Shentu Jia read the seconds and sat up from the long table filled with incense, and opened a small drawer under the golden nanmu.In the drawer, there is a small silver fruit knife.

She pulled out the small silver fruit knife, rolled up her sleeves, put it on her wrist, and rubbed it slowly.

Feeling the blood flowing under the blade, Shentujia's face showed an inexplicable excitement.

dead/not dead
This is the problem that Shen Tujia has to face every night at eight o'clock.

Tonight, this impulse is still strong.

She watched her hair break under the sharp cold light, her eyes slowly widened.

"Miss." Behind the rockery, Secretary Baishou appeared again.

Shen Tujia narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "Give me a reason."

"That Zhao Diyuan during the day, it's over!"

Secretary Baishou walked up to her excitedly, took away the sharp knife in her hand without leaving a trace, and replaced a laptop computer with her.

Shentu Jia collapsed on the sofa and clicked the mouse aimlessly. On the screen were flashing Weibo headlines.

"Zhao Diyuan Domestic Violence"

"Zhao Diyuan's academic fraud. 』

She clicked in, curled up on the chair, and looked up expectantly.

The gentle man who was once in front of the screen was dragged into the abyss by his wife's small composition, and the scandals he committed behind his back were brought to the front of the stage, and countless people criticized him.Excitedly enjoying this spiritual feast that comes several times a year.

"This guy has lost his reputation. No one will come to him to make films in the future, and no one will come to him to cooperate. He has completely died socially."

Shirakari asked excitedly, "What do you think?"

After flipping through, the faint smile on Shen Tujia's face gradually disappeared, and turned into a deep emptiness, "I don't think it's as enjoyable as YUNDI and Leehom." She said, "Not as good as Kris, even an appetizer can be counted. No, Kara, you're already pulling more and more."

The casual words made the smile on Baikari's face disappear.

Shentu Jia flipped the mouse aimlessly and said: "If you can only bring me this level of pleasure in the future, even if my father praises you a lot, then your existence is worthless to me." She paralyzed Sitting on the chair, he said casually.

Baishou's forehead was sweating, he took back the notebook, clicked it again, and said like a treasure: "Miss, I must not only bring you more fun, look, who is back?"

Shentu Jia took a look, then leaned back on the chair dully.

"If you don't watch variety shows, it's boring."

"I want to see rivers of blood," she said.

"But Miss, there is a lot of blood here."

"Oh? Variety show bleeding?"

Women are interested.

"Besides, the host of this variety show was the happiest dish you had back then."

"Who is it?" She became more interested.

"You'll know just by looking at it."

The secretary dragged the mouse over the credits.

Accompanied by the uniform barrage of "I hate it!!" across.

A familiar face appeared on the screen.

Shen Tujia was stunned, and then she turned off the barrage at the speed of light, and her eyes stuck to the screen in a second, only one centimeter away from the screen.

She was stunned and said, "He??"

"It's him." The secretary said happily.

Accompanied by extremely skillful crackling sounds, Shen Tujia closed Station D, and then logged into his Baidu account. As expected, the @ in the account was already 99+.She clicked on one of them casually, and that @ immediately brought her to a post bar with tens of thousands of people.

"My lord, this dead woman is unblocked!" ! 』

Under the excited post, there are a lot of pictures.

Those accompanying pictures are screenshots from the show.

Shen Tujia's eyes widened, and he turned the pages page by page. The more he looked, the heavier his breathing became, and his fingers were trembling.

"The misogynistic me is back."

Bai Shou said, "After he was banned, he went to SEAL and participated in a show. As far as I know, the reputation of this show is not bad."

"When did this happen?"

"Just last month."

Shen Tujia stood up, grabbed Bai Shou's collar, and roared: "Why are you talking about what happened last month! What? Can they shoot so much content in a month!?"

"No, no, no, you made a mistake." Bai Shou looked at the frantic pale face in front of him, and shook his hands again and again: "The show was filmed last year, and it was broadcast last month, but after it was broadcast, I don't know why. He hasn't broadcast live, so I didn't find out, and he was not very good before, so I didn't pay special attention to him, but I really didn't expect him to change careers all at once."

Shen Tujia let go of Baishou's clothes at once, and murmured: "There are still people playing a resurrection match, it's unbelievable."

She shook her body, touched her arm again, and actually got goosebumps, she pushed Bai Shou away, pointed at the door and said loudly: "Get out."

"Go out. You." Baishou looked at the fruit knife beside him.

"I said, get out and leave me alone."

Shentu Jia said extremely impatiently.

Bai Shou immediately said respectfully: "Then I will come to you tomorrow morning."

As soon as the secretary left, Shen Tujia sat on the chair, dragged the video to the beginning, closed all the barrage, put on the earphones, crossed his legs, and began to enjoy it with a cold snort.

It was eight o'clock in the morning again.

Shirakari pushed open the fire door leading to the top of the building with precise steps.

However, unlike usual, the woman with long black hair who appeared on the top of the building on time every day, regardless of the weather, was nowhere to be seen.

And this frightened Baishou even more than the fact that she was actually standing by the side of the building and preparing to jump off.

"Miss!!"

He jumped to the edge of the building like crazy, looking down, he couldn't see anything due to the howling wind.

Without hesitation, he took out the walkie-talkie and said loudly, "Miss is not here, hurry up and call an ambulance!!"

After all, he rushed into the building and into the office without looking back.

However, something unexpected happened to him.

The brunette didn't show up at the edge of the building on time to jump off the building, nor did she jump off the stairs, or choose other ways to die. She was still sitting on the chair, staring at the notebook in front of her.

At this moment, this exquisite and luxurious sky garden is in a mess, the precious porcelain and tea sets are smashed to pieces, and those carefully prepared late-night snacks are thrown everywhere like garbage.Seeing the secretary come in, the parrot on the shelf quacked, "Why!?"

"what!!!"

"Why!?"

"what!!!"

Ignoring those clever learners, Baishou walked around the broken porcelain and walked to the black-haired woman in fear.

"Miss. Miss? Did you stay up all night?"

Shen Tujia was expressionless, with red eye circles, still staring at the blacked-out computer screen, where a pair of scissors had been inserted into the computer screen, which had been pierced by her.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Bai Shou asked.

"Did you see him throwing all the money away at the end?" the woman murmured.

"I saw it"

"What do you think?" she asked.

"I"

Baishou was stunned for a moment and said: "I think it's okay. It doesn't matter whether he does this kind of thing or not. It's purely coincidence or luck. In fact, I analyzed the audience of this program, and I think this program There is a high probability that it will not become popular in China. Of course, if the audience is right, it can be called a masterpiece. However, as a program with such a high investment, if you can't make enough money, then the seal As a commercial company, I definitely don’t like to see this kind of thing, so there is a high probability that there will be no follow-up. I specifically consulted the colleagues there before, and the person in charge said that they planned to cut this show and shoot Ode to Joy. up"

"I didn't ask you to analyze this, I asked you what you think of him."

"Who? I'm a misogynist. I'm still the same, anti-girly."

Bai Shou said with some regret: "Don't tell me, his two colleagues are quite interesting, and this guy can stand up to it. I think those two women seem to have a little interest in him, but they ended up messing around. It took him a year to let him not let out a fart."

"Too awesome, isn't it?"

Shen Tujia said softly.

"what?"

"It's too arrogant."

Shentujia said ecstatically, "You can actually be brought back to life in my hands, have you ever seen such a thing?"

"Uh"

"How can he be so awesome? How dare he be so awesome."

The frenzy faded, and it was all gloomy and cold. The black-haired woman was intoxicated and bathed in full desire and action, and said, "It's a pity that such a powerful person is not allowed to exist in this land."