urban fascination

Chapter 427: Two Love Rival Brothers Face to Face

In the private room of the bar, the sound insulation effect is particularly good, it is quiet, and the noise outside does not exist here. This is a relatively secluded environment, as if isolated from the world.

The two sat facing each other, one was quite calm, the other a little excited.

Mr. Cao is definitely not joking. Mr. Cao's tone is solemn, and his excitement cannot be concealed by his rich experience in the social field for many years.

This at the same time verified Zhihao's doubts these days. Yali disappeared absolutely mysteriously, without letting anyone know about it. As for the reason for the disappearance, Zhihao could even guess to a certain extent.

Mr. Cao looked at Zhihao, waiting for Zhihao to answer.Zhihao also looked at Mr. Cao and shook his head firmly, "I don't know."

For a while, the private room was extremely quiet, Zhihao could hear Mr. Cao's slightly heavy breathing, and faint nonsense of alcoholics could be heard outside.

The two looked at each other, their gazes were neither dodging nor avoiding, as if they could read relevant information from each other's eyes, and the key point of the information was Yali, a graceful woman, a sexy woman.

After a long time, Mr. Cao said slowly to Zhihao, "Yali is gone..."

The tone was so sad that Zhihao was moved when he heard it.

Zhihao was silent, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and drank it silently without inviting Mr. Cao.

There was another long silence, the eloquence of President Cao at the meeting disappeared, and Zhihao's taciturnity after being injured was even more vividly expressed.

Boss Cao poured Zhihao again, filled his own glass with white wine, and instead of eating the dried fruit on the plate, he lowered his head, and the two of them drank the wine.

Another drink.

Quietly, there should be a little noise. Quietly, as if in a quiet place, a storm will suddenly arise. This is often the case, just like the preaching of wind and thunder in a calm place.

Mr. Cao suddenly stood up, picked up the wine bottle, and took two sips with his neck up. The smell of alcohol on his face rushed into Zhihao's neck, and he even raised his voice an octave, "You know what? When I was in the company, I was only 21 years old..."

Mr. Cao sat down again, still murmuring, "21 years old, 21 years old..."

Zhihao didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether to comfort Mr. Cao at this time, or to do something else. He just stayed with Mr. Cao silently, at best, acting as a loyal listener.

Mr. Cao said no more.

So the two continued to drink, and after a while, Boss Cao's bottle of white wine was exhausted, and Zhihao's bottle of red wine also had the bottom left.

Mr. Cao stood up unsteadily, and wanted to call the waiter for drinks, Zhihao hurriedly stood up to dissuade him, "Mr. Cao, you can't drink any more."

"Go away, leave me alone!" Boss Cao shook Zhihao off, sat down again slumped, stared at Zhihao, and was still muttering, "Get out..., get out..."

Zhihao understands that Mr. Cao already knows his relationship with Yali, and Yali's departure must be related to this.

The smell of alcohol shot up, Zhihao's eyes blurred for a moment, he wasn't in a state of drinking, indeed he wasn't, if it was changed from before, this little alcohol is nothing, Zhihao shouldn't have any reaction at all.

Zhihao felt his body was weak.

In fact, Zhihao couldn't figure out whether he was physically weak or his heart was weak. Theoretically speaking, there was no doubt that he had offended Mr. Cao.

Zhihao looked at Mr. Cao silently, like a child who did something wrong, waiting for others to deal with him, he really felt this way.Regardless of whether Zhihao has masculinity or not, we first consider Zhihao as humble and forbearing. This understanding facilitates the continued development of the story and is consistent with Zhihao's forbearance and humility.

Mr. Cao finally opened his mouth and spoke out of control, "Zhihao, you are my... most valued employee, and I treat you like a brother, but what you did made my brother... disgusting!"

Zhihao remained silent, bearing the accusation of Mr. Cao.

"My friend's wife, don't bully me! You dare to fuck the boss's woman... you are so daring!" Mr. Cao became more and more angry as he said, "Brother has always... thought you were kind and steady, but secretly you did something like that. ..., such a stealthy..., thing!"

Such words were insulting, Zhihao faintly felt his blood rising, and his face turned red from holding back.

Zhihao settled down, and still sat calmly, enduring silently in his heart, enduring Mr. Cao's scolding. Perhaps Mr. Cao's venting was the balance point of this incident.

Mr. Cao calmed down a little, and sat down, the words in his mouth still did not stop, a little wordy, but his thinking was quite clear, "You took Yali... the night you came back from the suburbs, I went...to find Yali and found you The car... was parked downstairs, and my brother waited... one night, one night! What is it like, a dignified boss, watching his own woman... being entertained by his employees... for one night, What's in your heart?!"

Zhihao silently let out a long sigh, even if he hadn't experienced this feeling, he could still imagine it, suddenly felt guilty, it was hard to express it in words, he leaned back the rest of the red wine, and drank it clean.

"Yali and I... when we were together, we were absent-minded, and we kept yelling in our dreams..., your name, brother, my heart hurts, it hurts like a knife!" Mr. Cao continued, "I am not as good as you in any way. , qualifications, wealth, I have everything, now..."

Seeing the tears on Mr. Cao's face, Zhihao sobbed, "What's missing now is... a woman, a woman... the woman I like, now she's gone, she's gone clean..."

"Don't think that behind your back... you can do anything wrong by relying on Mr. Long. I, Mr. Cao, am not afraid of anything, not afraid..., I have been enduring, enduring..." Mr. Cao said, shaking, and stood up .

Zhihao saw Mr. Cao's eyes were red, as if bleeding.

With a crisp sound, Mr. Cao didn't know when, and with what kind of movement, he lifted the half-drawn wine bottle with the glass stubble in front of Zhihao.

Zhihao dodged instinctively, and remained motionless again.

Zhihao slowly closed his eyes.

I don't know if it's because the sound insulation in the private room is good, or because Mr. Cao had given orders when he came in, but no one came over with such a noise, and the waiters at the bar seemed to ignore it.

This scene was almost the same as the one Zeng Zhihao experienced.

Zhihao also maintained this attitude, if Mr. Cao wanted to do something, just do it, Zhihao once again put on the air of letting others slaughter him.

If understood as imposing manner, is Zhihao awe-inspiring and respectful of death?

If it is interpreted as discouragement, is Zhihao gentle and kind, or foolish and loyal?

Maybe it was because he felt that he owed Mr. Cao something, and even more owed something to Yali, so he acted as Mr. Cao's disposal.

For a while, the elegant room fell silent again, Mr. Cao stopped speaking harshly, and posing in such a pose, the sharp stubble of the bottle neither retracted nor moved forward, only in front of Zhihao's face, Zhihao even Can feel the coldness of the glass.

Time is passing slowly, Zhihao is still motionless, a surprisingly similar scene appeared in Zhihao's mind, the monkey's gun was held in front of his face... Zhihao secretly sighed, if Mr. Cao wants to do something, let him Mr. Cao is ready to do it, after all, he owes Mr. Cao.

There was another crisp sound, and the chilly feeling in front of him disappeared. Zhihao slowly opened his eyes, only to see Mr. Cao staring blankly at Zhihao, his red eyes, and the wine bottle, scattered on the ground and shattered.

The two looked at each other, and after a long while, Mr. Cao looked up to the sky and laughed out loud, with a sense of desolation mixed with his pride, "Brothers are like siblings, women are like coats; broken clothes can still be mended, and broken limbs can be continued? Zhihao, we Let’s write off the matter between them!”

Zhihao breathed a sigh of relief.From the perspective of avoiding injury, Zhihao should be relaxed now, but Zhihao is still not relaxed.

"Mr. Cao, I'm sorry, Zhihao doesn't know what to say." This was the third sentence Zhihao said to Mr. Cao tonight.

"Don't talk about it, it's all over." Mr. Cao sighed, suddenly seemed to wake up a lot, "What's the use of talking about it now, Yali will never come back."

It was already late at night when Zhihao sent Mr. Cao back.

Mr. Cao went back to Yali's residence. Zhihao helped Mr. Cao to the bed. Mr. Cao was too weak to stand up, so Zhihao had to cover Mr. Cao with a quilt, and Mr. Cao fell into a deep sleep.

There is still an elegant atmosphere in the room, even after Zhihao drinks, he can still feel it, lingering, and has already surrounded Zhihao tightly.

But now, Yali has mysteriously disappeared, and maybe she will never see Yali again in this life.

Zhihao silently let out a long sigh, and gently closed the door...