"I am a person who does not deserve love..."

Since that night, after Zhang Mi's confession failed, Luo Guangliang's heart echoed repeatedly with these words.

For this reason, he felt ashamed in front of many people.

He was jealous of the couples who spent the summer together and making love.

He was jealous of Zhang Mi and the young men surrounding her.

He was even jealous of his good brother Xiao Tao.

That guy was better than him, he was really capable, and he actually found a beautiful female college student as his girlfriend.

You should be getting married next year, right?

But what about him?

Why is his own love so unsatisfactory!

You regard others as a treasure, but others regard you as garbage.

He even failed to give away the gold jewelry that he rushed to give to other girls. What a failure is this?

Yes, Zhang Mi is very beautiful, but she will never enter his world.

Ever since, Luo Guangliang's interest in Maxim's Restaurant has waned.

From the end of June to the arrival of July, he never went there once. He spent almost every day in the Temple of Heaven or the car factory doing business.

In order to stop thinking about Zhang Mi, Luo Guangliang focused on making money.

At other times, in addition to taking his father, who suffered from back problems, for massages on time, he sometimes visited the bookstall to buy a few magazines and illustrated magazines, and he also went to Kang Shude's big wine tank to drink a few cups.

Either go to a street billiards club with Xiao Tao and play a few rounds of billiards, or go to the video parlor and watch the videos.

He casually gave the gold ring that he couldn't give away to Xiao Tao, lying that he had won it playing cards.

If he is destined to not get emotional satisfaction, then he at least hopes that his brother can be happy.

But the problem is, Luo Guangliang is already twenty-seven years old after all.

His physiology is completely mature, and his imagination about the opposite sex cannot be solved by hardening his heart, "breaking away" or diverting his attention.

Although to outsiders he seemed to be living a comfortable life, the normal reaction of strong hormones deeply troubled him.

And let him know more clearly than ever - he is a strong man who needs a woman!

He was thinking about it when he was dreaming, he was thinking about it when he got up in the morning, he was thinking about it when he saw the couple in the park, he was thinking about it when he saw the man and woman kissing on the video, and he was even thinking about the foreign pictorials under his pillow.

He thought about it all the time and couldn't help it.

Zhang Mi, the girl who suddenly broke into his heart, seemed to bring back all the inappropriate thoughts about women that he had suppressed for many years.

This not only made him impulsive, but also made him more and more afraid. He was worried that one day he would do something terrible.

So he had no choice but to go back to Maxim's Restaurant in August.

He was unwilling to abandon his love like this.

Although he knew the essence of the matter, which was that he had spinelessly surrendered to his inner desires and threw his pride to the ground and surrendered completely, what could he do?

Nothing he tried could solve the problem.

On the contrary, the more he wants to alienate women, the more he yearns for the opposite sex.

His soul and body were firmly controlled by Zhang Mi during this process, which was just like what the old people often say - injustice.

So since fate made him meet Zhang Mi, he became one of the silly young people from then on.

And he can't change anything anymore, so he can only let it go.

However, the evolution of things is still so amazing!

Luo Guangliang gave up on himself and went to Maxim, but he didn't see Zhang Mi!

Although Maxim's Restaurant was still very busy, Luo Guangliang even arrived before seven o'clock in the evening and still failed to get a seat at the bar.

But when it was time for the performance, the only lead singer on the stage was Cui Jian, who was roaring at the top of his lungs. Zhang Mi didn't come!

Is this girl sick?

Or is something delayed?

Or maybe the contract is over and the restaurant refuses to hire me?

Could it be... could it be that you are afraid of his entanglement and want to avoid him?

Luo Guangliang was as anxious as if the house was on fire. He asked everyone in the restaurant who could talk to him.

But the restaurant's business is so good, the band is busy performing, the waiters are busy working, and the restaurant manager can't find anyone.

No one could hear Luo Guangliang's inquiry clearly, no one paid attention to his problems, and no one cared about his troubles. Everyone was busy with their own affairs.

The key is that Cui Jian's music is so magical and the sound is too loud!

No matter Beijing residents or foreigners, no matter guests or service staff, their only attention is focused on him.

This made Luo Guangliang feel how hateful Cui Jian was for the first time.

Although he knew that this boy seemed to have a good relationship with Ning Weimin, but because of his existence, the answer he wanted most was unavailable.

In the end, Luo Guangliang could only deal with it perfunctorily with "I don't know" and "I don't know", and left full of depression.

However, he did not go home,

Instead, I rode my bicycle into the buildings across the road and pedaled to Guangqumen based on my feeling.

He wants to find Zhang Mi by his own strength.

Unfortunately, he lost his way again and never found the building in his memory.

He remembered that there was a lawn in front of the building where Zhang Mi lived, but almost all buildings had lawns in front of them.

He remembered that the stair handrails in that building were made of cement, but after searching for a long time, all he saw were wooden handrails.

That building was actually hidden with Zhang Mi.

In the capital city in August, the moonlight was dim, the lawns were black, the trees were black, and Luo Guangliang's mood was even more terrifying.

Unable to find the doorway, he was completely like a fly fluttering around aimlessly.

He wandered from building to building until those enjoying the shade became suspicious of him and called the "Littlefoot Detective Team"...

Luo Guangliang, who still had not given up, came to Maxim again three days later.

This time he arrived at six o'clock when the sky was still bright, and he planned to ask questions while the restaurant was not busy.

Unexpectedly, this time he met Manager Sha as soon as he arrived, and without even having a chance to ask, he was half pulled and half dragged to sit down.

As a result, he unintentionally got the answer he most wanted to know from Manager Sha's mouth.

Manager Sha's face was red, and he looked like he had drunk it.

His demeanor seemed very excited, and his slightly lazy expression and movements revealed a shrewdness that others could not match.

The mess on his table also showed what kind of guests he had just entertained.

The ashtray was full of cigarette butts, a few empty wine glasses, especially a bottle of Rémy Martin vsop that was more than half full, and only a few cookies were left on the pastry plates.

Luo Guangliang realized that he seemed to have just finished talking about something important and it was done.

Since they were acquaintances, I pretended to give him a few compliments.

"Manager Sha, you get paid for eating and drinking every day. I really envy you."

"Haha, blah, blah, blah. But brother, you really misunderstood. Don't think I am spending public funds. In fact, what I am talking about is not a business matter, but a private matter..."

Manager Sha laughed heartily and had no intention of shying away from his behavior that harmed the public and enriched his own private life.

Luo Guangliang was really a little envious this time.

The reputation of a company like this is fair and honorable. Apart from Pierre Cardin, I'm afraid there really is no other place.

Also, who can sell a Picardy suit for thousands of dollars, and also own the best Chinese and Western restaurants in Beijing?

What is this loss?

Presumably, the general manager saw this kind of thing with his own eyes and didn't bother to ask.

He still remembered the last time Ning Weimin treated him to a treat.

They didn't hesitate to use the most expensive XO to hire him. Maybe people like them should live like this, right?

Don't blame anything. If you want to blame, blame yourself for not being able to read well and not knowing foreign languages. You can only work hard.

However, what Manager Sha said later surprised Luo Guangliang.

"Brother, don't be envious. What does it mean to come early rather than come by chance? You are. Since we have met today, it is worthy of the call, and it saves me from looking for you again. You are also a part of the good things...

"

"Good thing? What good thing?"

"Listen to me, no, the guests I am entertaining here today are some foreign trade friends. Their company bartered with Poland and just got a batch of cars. They promised to pay taxes after paying taxes.
To be continued...