Nineteenth-century criminologist Cesare Lombroso specialized in the skulls of prison inmates.He found that one-third of the criminals' skulls shared the same features, including: One, the face is big.Compared with the skull, neck and body, the face occupies a large proportion. Second, the forehead is narrow. 3. The ears are particularly large or small. Fourth, the eyebrows are messy, and the distance between the two eyebrows is narrow. 5. Prominent jawbone. 6. The nose is turned upwards, and the nostrils can be seen. Seven, less beard. Eight, the hair is messy, and there are many "posts".

People with the above faces are born criminals.I don't know if my dad is one of those people.Among the eight characteristics, he has six characteristics, and only two characteristics do not meet.His eyebrows are well set, not too narrowly spaced, and the jawbone is not too prominent.He was considered a handsome man when he was young. He is fifty-three years old this year. For some reason, he becomes more and more wretched as he gets older.Unfortunately, I look like him, a version of him in women's clothing when he was young. The slight difference from him is that my face is not too big, my nose is not upturned, and I can't see the nostrils.Our pair of big ears are most similar.

At two o'clock in the morning, I received a call from the police station, asking me to release Qiu Guo, my father, on bail. I arrived at Wan Chai Police Station at 2:22.I told the police officer on duty that I was here to release Qiu Guo, and he led me to the room behind the reporting room.My father sat downcastly at the side, and a middle-aged woman with disheveled hair sat across from him. The left side of her face was swollen and bloodshot at the corner of her mouth. "Who are you?" the plainclothes agent asked me. "I am his daughter." The plainclothes agent looked up at me with the most disdainful gaze I've ever seen.

"He beat the woman," the detective said. I stared fiercely at my father, the fifty-three-year-old born criminal of love, with his head lowered even lower, not daring to look at me. The middle-aged woman with disheveled hair asked the police to take her to the hospital for a medical examination.I paid the bail, and after thirty minutes of formalities, I was finally able to leave the police station.When leaving the police station, an ambulance had just pulled in. When Dad stepped out of the gate of the police station, he immediately became frivolous and kicked a plastic bottle of live lactic acid bacteria drink on the ground to the opposite road.

"The woman—" he tried to explain to me. "I don't want to listen!" I covered my ears with my hands. "Woke you up just now?" "I'm still awake! There's an exam at school, do you think everyone is as gay as you?" "Your grades have always been very good." He flattered me. At this time, the ambulance came out from the police station and took the woman to the hospital. I reached out and stopped the ambulance. "We know the injured person, can we go with her?" I asked the driver. The driver looked back at the woman in the car, and the woman glanced at my father without any objection.

"Okay!" said the driver. My dad and I got in the car and the woman was sitting across from us.Without my father explaining, I already knew that this was an embarrassing dispute between men and women.Dad often had different female companions, both when he was young and when he was old.I have tried women breaking into my house before, but this time I was not surprised when they broke into the police station.He wore a platinum ring on his left ring finger. It was not his wedding ring, but probably his covenant with another woman.He never gets anywhere because he was born to be in love.

The ambulance arrived at the hospital quickly, and after getting off, I took my father away. "Aren't you going to accompany her to the hospital?" He asked me. "Who said that? I just wanted a ride." My home is near this public hospital, so I can save a lot of taxi fees. "Thank you for thinking! It's the first time I've come home in an ambulance. I always praise you for being smart." He was fawning on me again. My father is best at talking sweet words, and my mother was probably tricked back by him in this way.Then the sweet talk didn't work and they divorced when I was fourteen.He is a very optimistic person. He often thinks that tomorrow will be better, so he has no habit of saving and is often penniless.He named me Huan'er, hoping that I could also be infected with a little joyful atmosphere, but unfortunately my surname is Qiu.

I stayed up all night and the notes seemed unreadable.I decided to put down my notes first and sleep for two hours to recover.Before going to bed, I woke up my younger sister, Leer, to go to school. She is in Secondary 2 this year. She doesn't seem to be very interested in reading. In fact, she doesn't seem to be interested in anything. I went back to take the exam at noon. After the exam, I ran into Hu Tiehan in the corridor. "Don't forget to meet up this weekend," he said. Hu Tiehan, Zhu Mengmeng, Yu Deren, Ou Xiaojue and I were all in the same class from the fourth grade of primary school until middle school, and we have a very good relationship.

Hu Tiehan is handsome, his father is a policeman, and he has a sense of justice.He once served as a small host in a TV show for a while and became a child actor. In the fourth year of secondary school, Zhu Mengmeng went to Canada to study. She came back three years ago, and we saw each other often again. The weekend party was held at Zhu Mengmeng's home in 2,800 feet.Mengmengjia owns several seafood restaurants in the north-south line.Her mother is the most fashionable woman in the north and south. "Huan'er? Are you here? You are the first to arrive." Zhu Mengmeng greeted me at the door.

"This is what your mother and you want." I put two bags of skin care products on the ground and counted, "There are six bottles of facial cleanser, three bottles of shrinking water..." "All right! All right! How much is it?" "Sixteen hundred and two dollars." "So cheap? How is your MLM business?" "not bad." "I really admire you. I can't do this job. I'm most afraid of asking people to buy things." "Life is tough!" I said with a smile. I started as an American skin care and health food distributor two years ago.In addition, I have three tutoring jobs, which add up to 8,000 yuan a month.The 8,000 yuan was to repay Ou Xiaojue's debt.For him, debt is also a joy.

In the second year of secondary school, ten students from the same grade went to Tai Long Sai Wan to camp together.When we left in the morning, the weather was not so good.When our group arrived at Tai Long Sai Wan, the weather suddenly became very bad, with thunder and lightning, heavy rain, many places were flooded, trees fell down, we were trapped on a beach, and the camp was swept away by the strong wind within five minutes. When we walked to a nearby village, it was around 8:00 p.m., and it was pitch black. Several village houses were deserted and uninhabited. It was terrible.We came to a lighted village house and knocked on the door, and a man answered it. The man took us to a nearby village house to spend the night, and charged us 200 yuan for the stay. It was a dilapidated village house with no one in it. When we walked in, we looked up and saw ten coffins on the roof. "These coffins belong to the elderly in our village. They are used to ordering coffins in advance. Among the ten coffins, only one has a corpse." "Corpse?" we screamed in terror. "An old man in the village just passed away tonight, and the body couldn't be transported out, so he put it here." The man said. "Is there another place?" someone asked him. "Only this place," said the man. The few of us huddled together in fright.I've never seen a real coffin, and one of the coffins still had a dead body. "If you don't like it, you can go outside." The man said coldly. "We have no other choice, just stay here." Hu Tiehan said. The village house has only two floors, the attic and the ground, and the total area is less than 200 feet.The lower floor can only accommodate six people at most, and the other four people have to sleep in the attic, but the attic is closest to the roof, and on the roof is the coffin, which is placed on the wooden frame.If you sleep in the attic, you are only four feet away from the coffin. "Which coffin has a corpse?" Yu Deren asked the man. "The one on the far left." The man left the village house after he finished speaking. "Let's draw lots to decide where to sleep. The one who draws the skull bones will sleep in the attic, and the one who draws two skull bones will sleep under the coffin with the corpse. Is there any objection?" Hu Tiehan said. At this time, fortunately, he also proposed to draw skulls and bones. We looked at each other, and no one had a better offer.The lottery begins, and I pray that I don't win.As a result, I won. I sat under the coffin where the body lay, with my hands on my knees and my face buried in sobs. "I'll exchange with you." Ou Xiaojue said. "Aren't you scared?" I asked him. "Are you a girl?" He crawled over and exchanged places with me. "Xiaojue, thank you." "Sleep, don't be afraid, it will be dawn soon." He comforted me. I slept next to Xiaojue, I closed my eyes and dared not look up. In fact, it was impossible for anyone to fall asleep that night.I have known Xiaojue since I was nine years old. He has never been the most prominent person in the team, and he doesn't seem to have any opinions.Hu Tiehan is different, he is tall and good-looking, and he is a natural leader. I have always had a crush on Hu Tiehan, but that night, he actually hid in the lower floor, and he never thought about changing places with me. I looked at Xiaojue who was sleeping next to me. He covered his head with his clothes, curled up and shivered under the quilt. "Xiaojue, are you scared?" I patted him on the back, "I can't sleep, can we chat?" He got his head out of the bed, pretending to be calm. "Why did you switch places with me?" I asked him. "Besides Hu Tiehan, there are other boys, do you know?" Xiaojue looked at me and said. It turned out that I had been ignoring him. Because he likes me, even though he is terribly afraid, Xiaojue is willing to switch places with me, sleeping under a coffin with a dead body. I turned to look at Xiaojue, and he looked at me. I never realized that we were so close before. Xiaojue is smart and self-willed. If there is a kind of person who takes a long time to know what his life goal is, Xiaojue is that kind of person.His grades in the joint entrance examination were not good, and he could not enter the university. After a year of muddling, he suddenly worked hard and got three A's in the entrance examination of the University of London.The University of Bristol in the United Kingdom admitted him to study accounting.The annual tuition and living expenses add up to about 150,000.Xiaojue's family is not very good, her parents are retired, her three sisters are married, and only the third sister lives better.I'm his girlfriend, and I can't bear to see his hopes fail, and I believe that as long as there is a chance, he will be able to learn and come back.Xiaojue's third sister agreed to pay half of his annual tuition and living expenses for him, and I borrowed the remaining half from Mengmeng's mother, and then repaid it monthly.Another year, Xiaojue will come back.We couldn't afford the air tickets, long-distance phone calls were expensive, and we wouldn't talk on the phone if it wasn't necessary. We only communicated by letter, and he would send me a letter every two weeks.After graduating this year and finding a job, maybe I can buy a plane ticket to visit him. Hu Tiehan and Yu Deren arrived, and Yu Deren was holding two four-foot-tall Sailor Moon in his hands. "For you, Sailor Moon! One for each, the latest arrival." "I'm not interested in such a childish toy." I said. Yu Deren's exam results were not good, and he failed the matriculation exam, so he joined a trading company as a toy buyer.He is a childlike person with an immature mind and no goals in life. This job is very suitable for him. "Have you started looking for a job?" Yu Deren asked me. "I'm writing an application letter." I said, "What about you, Hu Tiehan, what will you do?" "You don't need to ask, he will definitely become a policeman," Mengmeng said. "I have applied for the police inspector exam." Hu Tiehan said. "Have you ever thought about doing other jobs?" I asked him. "I am determined to be a policeman in the fourth grade of elementary school." Hu Tiehan said, "I want to eradicate violence and bring peace to the people, and punish evil and rape." I could hardly resist spitting out the tea in my mouth.Hu Tiehan's speech was like a propaganda sentence in a police recruitment advertisement on TV. "Huan'er, what kind of work are you going to do? Are you going to study psychology and become a psychologist?" Yu Deren asked me. "Psychologist? Dealing with people with psychological problems every day? I can't stand it. I want to work in PR and marketing, and I've sent out a lot of cover letters." "My mother seems to have a friend who works in a public relations company, one of the largest public relations companies in Hong Kong. Do you want my mother to introduce you?" Mengmeng asked me. Three days later, I received a call from this company asking me to go for an interview.The person in charge is a woman in her thirties who has participated in beauty pageants before. This woman named Mel Ruth is the manager of a public relations company.I remember that she participated in the 5th Miss Hong Kong beauty pageant, and her number was No. 2, and she did not enter the top three. "You're Myluth Number Two?" I said. She was amazed that I recognized her and remembered her running number. "You have a good memory," she said. The reason I remember Mel Ruth is that my dad liked her at the time and used her running numbers to buy a race and won thousands of dollars and we used those thousands of dollars to buy a new TV, snow cabinet, washing machine and rice cooker.The four modernizations of my family all depend on My Ruth, how could I forget her? "Why don't you go to the beauty pageant, you are in good condition!" she said. "Me? My condition is not good! I have no courage." "It doesn't matter if you don't participate in the beauty pageant now, but it's actually an ugly pageant. We participated in the beauty pageant at that time, and every girl was very good." She said proudly. "Yes! I remember your cheongsam is emerald green, with a peony flower pattern, and a layer of lace on the chest, which is very charming." "Your memory is really good. It happened more than ten years ago." She laughed profusely. "When can you go to work?" she asked me. "You decided to hire me?" I asked Mel Ruth. "You're exactly what we want," Meluth said. "May I think about it?" "Consider?" She was surprised. "I want to go home and discuss it with my dad," I said. I went to another public relations company for an interview, this one was not as big as the one of Mel Ruth's. I was interviewed by a man who was about fifty years old, not tall, with a smile on his face. Chaos, magazines, newspapers and vinyl records piled up like a mountain, there are also a few photos of old Hong Kong, a few oil paintings, a few pairs of men's leather shoes from famous factories, a few briefcases from famous factories, and umbrellas from famous factories.The desk was in a mess, with dozens of antique ink pens and a bottle of plums. "Would you like plums?" he asked me. "No, thank you." "You majored in psychology?" He flipped through my resume. "yes." "I had a dream last night, can you explain it for me?" He asked me bitingly. The topic of this little old man's interview turned out to be asking me to interpret his dreams! "Don't worry, what I'm doing is definitely not a dream." He spit the plum core into the ashtray, and then said, "I dreamed that I kept cooking, and I cooked a lot of dishes, such as drum oil chicken and sweet and sour pork. , Salt and pepper shrimp, ah, no, it’s garlic shrimp, chili crab, in short, there are many, many side dishes, in fact, I don’t know how to cook, so when I wake up, I’m so hungry. What’s the meaning of this dream?” "This dream is usually a woman's dream." He was taken aback: "Really? But I was a man in my dream." "If the self in the dream keeps cooking all kinds of dishes, it means that the dreamer hopes to forget an unforgettable relationship in the past." There was a look of surprise on his face. "Am I wrong?" I asked him. "Unexpectedly, I really think about it every day and dream at night." He said, "I just broke up with my girlfriend last week. In fact, she is going to break up with me." Unexpectedly, this man who is close to fifty years old is not married yet. "I like her very much. She is only twenty-five years old. Single old men are often rejected by young girls." He smiled wryly. "You look very young." I complimented him. "Because I am often in love." He said triumphantly. "When can you go to work?" he asked me. Unexpectedly, I got my first job based on dream interpretation. I got up to say goodbye to him, and saw four bottles of red wine behind the door, all of which were famous Bodu wines. "I like to drink. I bought some of them a few years ago. Now they have appreciated in value. I can sell them to friends to make money. I regret that I didn't buy a bottle of 1982 PETRUS last time. This bottle of wine will appreciate. Now I am looking for it everywhere. It's not here." "You love collecting things," I said. "It's not collecting, it's investing. I will never buy something that can't be sold in the future." He said mischievously, "After you come to work, I will slowly teach you how to invest." "I have no money to invest." I laughed. "A woman's best investment is in a good man," he said. I called and pushed Mel Ruth and told her that I agreed to work at Yunsheng Public Relations Company. Mengmeng is also very strange for my choice. "Maluth likes you very much. She and my mother praised you, and she thought you would come to her to work." "Yunsheng's salary is 1,500 yuan higher than that of Mel Ruth, and I can remit more living expenses to Xiaojue in the future." "So it's like this, it's really touching. What if Xiaojue changes his mind?" Mengmeng said. "He won't," I said. "Is there a bottle of '82 PETRUS in the liquor store?" I asked Dad. "Petrus from 1982? It's very expensive! Now it costs 10,000 yuan, and it's out of stock." The next day, my father called me and said he found a bottle of 1982 PETRUS in the warehouse.It was originally requested by a customer, but he never paid for it. "Give it to me!" I told him. On the first day I went to work in Yunsheng, I took a bottle of 1982 PETRUS with me. Yunsheng's office is located in Causeway Bay. The company has a total of twelve employees including waiters.In fact, each public relations work independently, and the project is huge, so it is necessary to seek the assistance of colleagues.There are two people sitting near me, one is Xiang Lingling and the other is Wang Zhen.Xiang Lingling is the real nanny. I heard her calling home every fifteen minutes to ask the Filipino maid at home if her son had a bowel movement today.If her son had been pooping every fifteen minutes, he would have been dehydrated.Wang Zhen is petite and looks fragile, but he is very friendly. "My son hasn't had a bowel movement for two days." Xiang Lingling told me, frowning. "How old is he?" "Four years old, already this tall." Xiang Lingling showed me a height with her hands. "It must be very cute." I said, anyway, every mother thinks her son is the cutest. "It's so cute, this is him!" Xiang Lingling picked up the photo on the desk and showed it to me.Her youngest son was so fat and swollen that he must have been born obese. "It's really cute." I admired. Fang Yuan treated everyone to lunch as a welcome.He is a nice boss. Back at the company, I walked into his office and asked him: "Mr. Fang, are you looking for a bottle of 1982 PETRUS?" "Do you know where it is?" "I have a bottle." He was overjoyed: "Where did you find it?" "My dad works in a liquor store, so this is the only bottle left. I brought it back. I don't know if you want it." I handed the bottle to him. "Of course! This bottle of wine will go up in value. How much is it?" "10,000 yuan, I have the receipt here, and it has already been discounted." "I'll write you a check right away." "There's a job for you to do," he said. "Your qualifications are too low, you should not be assigned to do it, but I think this is a good opportunity for you to learn." The "Bee Comfort" sanitary napkin has been rumored to have bugs, and some people even said that a woman used it This brand of sanitary napkins caused worms in the uterus. As a result, the entire uterus had to be removed. This incident was a malicious slander. The general agent had already called the police, but the sales of sanitary napkins plummeted. The general agent hired us to handle this matter. Crisis management is a very important topic for PR companies, just for you to learn about it.” In order to follow up on the issue of worms in sanitary napkins, I went to the Le Tao Group, the general agent of "Bee Comfort", for a meeting the next day.Le Tao is one of the largest agents in Hong Kong. The agent has hundreds of products. There are five brands of sanitary napkins alone. Others include diapers, toilet paper, shampoo and so on. The sales volume of "Bee Comfort" is the first in Hong Kong, with a market share of 50%, and it is easy to understand that it has become the target of public criticism.I am also a fan of "bee comfort". The person who met me was Le Tao's CEO, the king of sanitary napkins, a man. The king of sanitary napkins is younger than I imagined, he seems to be no more than thirty years old.When I walked into his office, he was concentrating on building a model fighter plane. He was making a very subtle movement, sticking a part as small as a grain of rice to the plane. I stood aside so as not to disturb him, but at this moment, I was unlucky and sneezed.I covered my mouth with my hand, but the sneeze still startled him, and I saw a sudden tremor in his right hand, the part stuck in the wrong place. "Sorry." I apologize awkwardly. He didn't seem very happy, but still said politely: "It's okay, please sit down." "I'm Qiu Huan'er, the representative of Yunsheng Public Relations Company." I handed him my business card. "I'm Gao Haiming." He said. This Gao Haiming is not tall, about five feet six inches, thin, with naturally curly and thick hair, and fair skin.A pair of eyes are not bright like those of those successful people, but instead hide a sense of sadness and helplessness. "About the rumor that "Bee Comfort" has bugs, I have already drawn up a clarification statement, and the follow-up work is also written in the plan." I handed the plan to him. He silently read the entire plan in front of me without saying a word. "That's it," he said. "Mr. Gao, do you have any comments?" I asked him again cautiously. He shook his head and said to me, "You can go." I had no choice but to stand up and say goodbye, and when I turned to leave, he suddenly stopped me. "Miss Qiu—" "What's up?" I turned around and asked Gao Haiming, and he finally had an opinion. Gao Haiming pointed to my left sleeve. It turned out that my sleeve was caught on a small part of his fighter plane model. "Oh, sorry." I put the parts in his palm. "Thank you." He concentrated on building his model again.His gestures are proficient, and the interface is perfect. He should often build models.When he built the model, it was as rigorous as a surgical operation. The plane was his patient, and the office was his operating table. It seemed that as soon as the joints were completed and the colors were painted, the fighter plane would fly straight into the sky to fight. I held a large-scale press conference for "Bee Comfort" and hired two gynecological experts to express their professional opinions, pointing out that there are worms in sanitary napkins, and the worms crawl into the uterus through the vagina, and it is impossible to cause worms in the uterus .Gao Haiming did not attend the reception, and Le Tao's general manager represented him.Then, I published an advertisement in the newspaper for many days to clarify the rumors that "Bee Comfort" had bugs, and the sales of "Bee Comfort" rebounded. The matter finally came to an end, but the police still failed to find out who maliciously slandered "Bee Comfort". The case has been handed over to the Commercial Crime Investigation Division, but according to industry insiders, the chances of colleagues slandering "Bee Comfort" are very small, because the general agents of several major competitors of "Bee Comfort" are big companies and will not take risks. This incident, so it is very likely that some dismissed employees in Le Tao were deeply upset and spread rumors that "Bee Comfort" had bugs. "You did a good job." Fang Yuan told me in the office. "Gao Haiming is not like the sanitary napkin king I imagined." I said. "He is inheriting his father's business." Fang Yuan said, "But don't underestimate him, he is a very smart person." "He seems very withdrawn." "So it seems that I don't have a girlfriend yet." Fang Yuan said with a smile. On weekends, we ate at Mengmengjia. "Tiehan, did you get any results from the inspector test?" I asked Tiehan. "I was accepted." "When will the training start?" "Thirty-six weeks of training begin next week." "At thirty-six weeks, you'll be a man," I said. "Aren't you afraid of death?" Meng Mengyu asked him mockingly. "I - no - will - die -." Hu Tiehan spit out one word at a time. "Why are you so serious? I know you won't die. You have at least one hundred years of life. Several people here are dead. You are still alive. You have become a centenarian and put it on display!" Mengmeng pointed at Hu Tiehan Say. "It's better than you doing nothing." Hu Tiehan deliberately angered her. "Mengmeng doesn't need to work at all. If I were her, I wouldn't look for a job. At worst, I would imitate those famous girls, hold fundraising parties, fashion shows, or spend hundreds of thousands of dollars to take pictures with the most popular male singers. A music video, show off the limelight." Yu Deren said. "If I want to shoot, I will shoot my own music video." Mengmeng said. "My own music video?" I said. "I want to be a singer." Mengmeng said. "You?" Hu Tiehan sneered. "I plan to participate in the singing competition held by the TV station. I have already taken the registration form." Mengmeng said. Mengmeng is very talented in singing, and her singing voice is very beautiful. Sure enough, Mengmeng successfully entered the final. On the night of the game, we went to cheer. When Mengmeng appeared on the stage, I was really shocked by her outfit. She was wearing a black rubber suit and a pair of rubber pants, which looked like a garbage bag, and her own expression was a little embarrassed.But Mengmeng does have the style of a general, her singing voice is deep and special, and the other contestants are not her opponents at all.It would have been better if she hadn't been dressed up as a plastic trash bag.As a result, she won the championship. The record company declared that it would support Mengmeng and agreed to a five-year contract with her. She went well. Gao Haiming was really unlucky. Not long after the "Bee Comfort" incident subsided, it was his turn to have an accident with a diaper he represented. The "Aibao Diaper" represented by Le Tao was rumored to have bugs, and it was even rumored that a three-month-old baby boy was bitten by a bug after using "Aibao". "Aibao Diapers" is the second best-selling product in Hong Kong, with a market share of about 30%.Bugs in diapers are different from bugs in sanitary napkins, because the materials used in diapers do inhabit insects. If the packaging is not good, there is a chance for insects to breed. I tried a certain brand of paper a few years ago. There were bugs in the diapers, and the agent took back all the diapers on the market.However, the bug-infested incident of "Aibaobao" is still a rumor, and no one has complained. This kind of malicious slander is the same as the slander of "Bee Comfort", and it is likely to be done by the same person or a group of people. For the sake of "loving the baby", I went to Le Tao to meet Gao Haiming again.As I expected, when I entered his office, he was concentrating on building another fighter plane model, and the model was 80% complete.Originally, its products were maliciously slandered one after another, and it should be very troublesome, but Gao Haiming seemed calm.Just like last time, he silently read my proposal without any comments. "That's it." He repeated the same sentence. "Then I'll do it like this." I got up and said goodbye. "Miss Qiu—" He stopped me. "What's the matter?" I quickly looked at my sleeves on both sides to see if I accidentally caught his model parts again. "Can I see your hands?" he said. I was baffled, put down the briefcase in my hand, and stretched out my hands. Gao Haiming put his hands behind his back and studied my hands with his eyes as if studying a tool. "Your fingers are tiny," he said. "Thank you." "Can you do me a favor?" he asked me. "Of course, how can you help?" He pointed to a delicate part and said, "Please stick this part in the cockpit for me. My fingers are not small enough, and I don't know where to put the tools." I see. "I don't know how to build models. I'm afraid that if I don't make it well, it will damage your model." I said. "It's okay." He said expressionlessly. I had no choice but to do as he ordered, to pick up the piece of part that I don't know which part it was with the end of my finger, and stick it to the position designated by Gao Haiming in the cockpit with trepidation.Gao Haiming kept looking at me rigorously, for fear that I might make a mistake, my hands trembled slightly from nervousness, but luckily I finally completed the task. "Is that so?" I asked him. "Yes. Thank you." Gao Haiming looked at his model with satisfaction. "What model is this fighter?" I boldly asked Gao Haiming. Perhaps because of studying psychology, I am very interested in this kind of people who seem to be suffering from autism. "F-16." Gao Haiming looked at me in surprise. I don't know if he was surprised that someone teased him, or that someone didn't know it was an F-16 fighter plane. "You built it beautifully." I praised him. "Thank you." He didn't look at me.He seems more shy than me. At this time, his secretary came in and said to him, "Mr. Gao, there are two agents from the Commercial Crime Bureau who want to talk to you." "Please come in." Gao Haiming seemed reluctant to meet the two agents. "Mr. Gao, I'm leaving." I told him. "Do you know why "Bee Comfort" and "Aibaobao" are rumored to have bugs?" Gao Haiming suddenly took the initiative to talk to me. "It may have been passed on by your opponent, or it may be an employee who was dismissed by you and was deeply dissatisfied, or it may be your family's enemy." I said. He shook his head. "Who would that be?" "Did you never think it would be me?" Gao Haiming asked me. When Gao Haiming said this, his expression was both complacent and ambiguous, as if a naughty boy had done something that made adults very troublesome, and he got away with it. I was shocked. Two agents from the Commercial Crime Bureau came in and I left Gao Haiming's office.On the way, I kept thinking about what Gao Haiming said. Could it be that he was telling the truth?There are no business wars or deeply discontented employees. It is Gao Haiming himself who spreads rumors to slander "Bee Comfort" and "Aibaobao". Why did he do this? The first explanation is that he is dissatisfied with reality.Although he has the enviable conditions of everyone - young, outstanding, born in a wealthy family, graduated from a prestigious foreign school, and is still single, all these are a prison for him. He does not want to take over his father's business, but , and he couldn't resist his father's order, so when he saw the sales of his products continued to rise, he decided to spread rumors that these products had bugs, which caused the sales of the products to plummet.Not only will the sharp drop in product sales not increase his stress, but it can reduce his stress.It is as if a well-loved child does something bad to upset his parents. The second explanation is that he likes to control the overall situation.Gao Haiming's life was too lonely and boring, so he came up with a game of sanitary napkins and diapers with bugs, and watched other people, including company executives, the police, the media and me, run around to solve the problem.We are like chess pieces or models in his hands, at his mercy and command, without knowing that this is his prank.As he watched this mischief, he seemed to ascend the throne of God, looking down on men, and laughing at their folly.He's in control, he's the smartest guy. There is a third explanation, that he was teasing me.He wasn't the one who spread the rumor that there were bugs in sanitary pads and diapers, he just wanted to see my reaction.But why is he teasing me? The rumors that "Ai Bao Bao" had worms finally subsided, and Le Tao survived two crises.The third time I met Gao Haiming was not because of work—— On Sunday, Mengmeng and I went to watch a movie in Mongkok. We passed a model shop full of young men and women, and the girls obediently accompanied their boyfriends to buy models.A man in his twenties looked at a bright red Ferrari sports car model in the window, his eyes glowed, as if he was about to own this sports car. "Don't watch it, I'm so tired!" Mengmeng urged me. We were waiting for a taxi near the model shop. At this time, I saw Gao Haiming walking into the model shop with a big box. On this day, he didn't wear a suit, only a shirt and jeans, and he looked younger. He might have come to buy a model. He opened the box and took out a fighter plane model. It was the fighter plane I saw him building that day. The shopkeeper paid him after seeing it. Why did the shopkeeper pay him in reverse? The shopkeeper put away the fighter plane model and put it under the counter.Gao Haiming received a stack of banknotes, put them in his pocket, and left the model shop.I hurriedly dragged Mengmeng away to prevent Gao Haiming from seeing me. "Do you know him?" Mengmeng asked me. "He's the king of sanitary napkins," I said. "I thought the king of sanitary napkins would be an obscene man." Mengmeng said with a smile. I witnessed Gao Haiming leaving in a small Japanese car.With his net worth, even if he wants to drive a Ferrari, he can definitely afford it.It seems that he is a rather low-key person, just like his autistic personality. I dragged Mengmeng into the store, and the owner was a young man. "Boss, who was the one who handed over the model to you just now?" I asked him. "I only know his surname is Gao." "Why did he give you the model?" "He built the model on behalf of others. This model was bought by someone else. After he built it, of course he will give it to me." I was shocked, the king of sanitary napkins actually built models for others? "Do you know what he does?" I asked the boss. "I don't know, maybe it's an ordinary white-collar worker who can earn extra money by building models." The boss said. I find it funny, Gao Haiming still needs to earn this kind of extra money? "The model he built is the best I have ever seen." The boss said. "Didn't he buy a model and build it himself?" The boss shook his head. This Gao Haiming's behavior is really weird. I suddenly had a whim, and asked the boss: "I bought a box of models, can I appoint him to build it?" "Can." I chose a battleship. "This won't work," said the boss. “为什么？你说可以指定由他砌的。” “他只砌战机模型。”老板说。 “只砌战机模型？为什么？” “不知道，就是只砌战机。” “那就选一架战机吧。”梦梦说。 “哪一架战机最复杂？”我问老板。 老板在架上拿起一盒战机模型说：“这个吧！这是F十五，很复杂的。” “就要这个吧。”我说。 “我付一半钱。”梦梦说，“他每个月也做我几天生意，该为我服务一下。” “好呀！”我笑说。 “什么时候可以砌好？”我问他。 “你们留下电话，他砌好了，我便通知你们来取，时间没有一定的，不过，他通常很快交货。” “你可不要告诉那个姓高的，这盒模型是有人指定他砌的啊。”我提醒老板。 老板虽然一脸狐疑，还是点头答应。 这个高海明上次戏弄我，说“蜂舒适”和“爱宝宝”有虫的传言是由他散播出去的，这一次轮到我戏弄他。 那天到乐涛开会，我故意经过高海明的办公室，他果然聚精会神的砌着那架F十五战机。 “高先生。”我跟他打招呼。 他轻轻点头。 “这一架战机很复杂呀。”我说。 He nods. 我心里不知多凉快。 “再见。”我轻轻地跟他说。 三个星期后，模型店老板通知我，战机模型已经砌好了。 “他砌得很好。”模型店老板以赞叹的口吻跟我说，“这个人的确有点天分。” 战机模型的确很漂亮，我看着战机，想起我花了高海明三个星期时间和心血，心里暗暗欢喜。 我把战机模型捧回公司，放在办公桌上。王真走过来问我：“是谁砌的？是你男朋友？” “不，我男朋友在英国念书。”我告诉她。 “是吗？”她好奇地问我。 “还有八个月便毕业。” “你提到他时，样子甜丝丝的。”王真取笑我。 原来幸福是很难隐瞒的。 王真突然咳起来，咳得很厉害。 “你没事吧？”我拍拍她的背。 “没事，我身体一向都很差。”她说。 “你该调理一下身体。” “我中西医都看过了。” “你该去做一些运动，这是最好的药。”我说。 方元看到战机，也来问我：“是谁砌的？很漂亮。” “不能告诉你。”我故作神秘。 方元这个人好奇心重，硬要问我是谁砌的，我只得撒谎，说是朋友砌的。方元若知道我这么斗胆戏弄高海明，可能会把我辞退。 我万万料不到，有一天，高海明竟然在我的办公室出现。那天下午，我正在自己的座位上埋头工作，一个男人站在我跟前，很久也不走开，我好奇抬头看看，竟然是高海明，他看着我的战机模型，露出一副难以置信的表情。 “高先生。”我故作镇定地称呼他。 高海明跟我点头招呼之后，便走进方元的办公室。从方元办公室出来的时候，他又站在我面前，他沉默了一会，终于开口问我： “这个模型是你的吗？” “对，是我的。” 我的心卜卜地跳，害怕他会发现真相，如果他知道我戏弄他，不知道会有什么后果。 高海明端视战机良久，似乎是要记忆一下这一架战机是不是他的作品。 方元也走过来问：“什么事？” “没什么。”高海明说罢便跟方元道别。 “他为什么会上来？”我问方元。 “他很满意我们为他处理“蜂舒适”和“爱宝宝”的工作，打算长期合作，你的功劳很大。”方元说。 没想到高海明在方元面前称赞我，我觉得很内疚，要他用三个星期为我砌一架战机。但这种内疚感很快就消失了，他不为我砌模型，也会为其他人砌模型。再想一想，我的担心也是多余的，即使他认出我的模型的确是他砌的，那又怎样？这可能只是一个巧合，我到那间模型店买模型，并且找人代砌模型，而店主刚好就把这个模型交由他去砌。 我在高海明离开韵生之后两小时，大概是晚上七时吧，也离开公司，走出大厦，我发现高海明正在大厦对面的便利店内看杂志。他看到我，匆匆付钱买了一本杂志便从便利店走出来。 “高先生，你还在这儿附近吗？”我问他。 “你的战机模型在什么地方买的？” “你为什么对我的模型那么有兴趣？” “那刚才去了那间模型店。” 他好象东西一切似的望着我。难道那个老板告诉他是有人指定要他砌的？那个可恶的家伙。 我装着不太明白高海明说话的意思。 “你就是买模型的两位女孩子的其中之一吧？” 高海明脸上突然露出一副得意的神色，仿佛是这个计划瞒不住他。 我完全无力招架，不知道怎样辩护。 “我的车子就停在前面，你有时间吗？”高海明问我。 我不明白他的意思，他是说有时间谈谈，还是有时间做些什么呢？ 他好象也说不出来。我和他在铜锣湾闹市中静默了三分钟，他终于再次开口说：“我们找个地方坐下来好吗？” 坐下来干什么呢？他也没有说清楚，但他的表情完全没有恶意，我于是答应他。 高海明开的是那辆我在模型店外见过的日本小房车，开车的时候，他没有说话，我看出他并没有为被我戏弄的事不悦，这一点使我稍为宽心。 他把车停在湾仔一条小巷，带我进去一间意大利餐厅。 “你喜欢吃什么？”高海明问我。 “我还是头一次吃意大利菜。” “那吃天使头发并吧。”他推荐。 他也要了一客。 所谓天使头发其实是一种很幼的意大利粉条伴以少量龙虾和酱汁。 “你喜欢吃这个吗？”我问他。 “我喜欢它的名字，味道却不怎样。”他说。 “能够单单为了一个名字而吃一味菜，也挺浪漫。”我说。 “你为什么要指定由我替你砌模型？”他盘问我。 "I don't." “那天你看到我砌模型，露出很得意的神色。”他很相信自己的判断。 “是吗？你为什么要替人砌模型？”我反问他，“你实在用不着替人砌模型啊。” “你知道那些人为什么要找人砌模型吗？”高海明反问我。 “当然是他们自己不会砌模型，所以要找人砌啦。” “找人砌模型的，通常是女孩子。她们买模型送给自己喜欢的男孩子，并且欺骗这些男孩子，模型是她们花了很多时间和心思砌的。” “这些男孩子会相信吗？” 高海明的模型砌得那么好，根本不可能是那些女孩子砌的。 “说也奇怪，那些收到模型的男孩子都会相信是女孩子亲手砌的。”高海明说，“因为那些男孩子收到模型战机时，太感动了，不会去仔细研究，他们并且相信，女人会因为爱情的缘故，办到一件她原本办不到的事情。” “你还没有告诉我你为什么要替人砌模型。即使喜欢砌模型，也不用替人砌呀。” “到目前为止，我已经透过这间模型店，替人砌了三十三架战机。”高海明神采飞扬地告诉我。 "So what?" “那就是说，在这一刻，在三十三个不同的角落里，都放着一架我砌的战机。” 高海明说这句话时，眼睛闪烁着光采，仿佛那三十三架战机是他所生的孩子，而那三十三个不知名的角落，便是他给孩子的封邑。 “你的占有欲真强。”我说，“你觉得自己好象一位驾驶战机的机师，占据了三十三个地方，对不对？” 至少我认为他有这一种心态。 “我没有占有欲。”高海明说。 我认为他在否认他的占有欲，不好意思承认爱侵占别人的生活和空间。 “不是占有欲又是什么？”我问他，“如果只想自己砌的战机能够放在别人家中，那跟设计电话的人有什么分别？同一种款式的电话，可能在二千多个，甚至二万多个角落出现呢。” “电话机是集体生产，但每一辆战机都是我亲手砌的。”高海明并不满意我将他的战机比喻作电话机。 “那你就是承认你替人砌战机是因为你的占有欲啦。”我反驳他。 “不是。我甚至连那些人的名字和面貌都不知道，那些战机在什么地方我也不知道，除了一架——”他补充说，“有一架在你那里。” "why?" “我说过，这些模型都是女孩子买来送给男孩子的，那就是说，到目前为止，有三十二架战机，你的那一架不算在内，三十二架战机就是三十二段爱情，虽然我没有成就了这三十二段爱情，但，我砌的战机，必然在这三十二段爱情里起了一定作用，在某一个时刻，感动了一方。”高海明幸福地说。 “那你就更坏了，你占有别人的爱情。” 高海明被我气得脸都涨红了说：“我没有占有别人的爱情。” “你说过，这些模型都是女孩子买来送给男孩子的，而那些男孩子都以为模型是这些女孩子砌的。” 高海明点头。 “那就是说，那些女孩子说谎，你就是帮助她们说谎的人，每一架战机，都是一个谎言，那个男孩子将会被骗一辈子，那个女孩子也会不时觉得内疚，只有你，是唯一的胜利者。” 高海明的脸涨得更红。 “不过，任何一段爱情，都会有谎言，只是有些谎言是为了令对方快乐，有些谎言是为了欺骗对方，而送模型这一个谎言，是一个令对方快乐的谎言。”我希望这种解释能令高海明脸上的红霞稍稍褪去。 这几句话仿佛有点效用，他脸上的红霞渐渐褪到耳朵后面。 “对，就是这么简单。”高海明说，“我帮助女孩子完成令男孩子快乐的心愿。” 我点头同意，虽然实际上我并不同意。我仍然认为高海明是一个占有欲很强的人，去霸占更多空间和爱情。也许连他自己也不知道这是出于占有欲，他浪漫地以为自己担演着别人的爱情里的一个小角色，他是个充满幻想的人。“卫生巾大王”这个名衔令他很尴尬，却无法摆脱，于是他用砌战机这个方法，使自己变得优雅一点。他制造的，不再是用完即弃的东西，而是天长地久的。他显然没有想到，一旦男孩跟女孩分手，那架战机早晚会被遗忘或弃置。 “你为什么只砌战机模型？”我问他。 “你不认为战机的外型是最优美的吗？”高海明反问我。 “喜欢战机的人，心里都有一股狂风暴雨。”我故意装着看穿他的心事。 “是吗？”他没有承认。 “战机是用来进攻的。”我说。 “你念的是心理学吗？你好象很会分析人。” “不错，我是念心理学，不过学的都是皮毛，从人身上去观察反而实际得多。你念哪一科？” 高海明用叉卷起一撮天使头发说：“我念化学。” “又是整天躲在实验室的那一种工作。”我说。 “不，念化学是很浪漫的。”他说。 “是吗？我还是头一次听到这种解释。” “在实验室里，颜色的变化是很奇妙的，红色和黄色混在一起，在调色碟里，可能是橙色，但在实验室的试管里，黄色加红色可能变成蓝色，而这一种明亮的蓝色只存在于实验室，在外面世界是找不到的。” “试管里的蓝色难道会比天的蓝色和海的蓝色美丽吗？” “我说是不同的，因为实验室的蓝色在现世里是找不到的。正如香水，也是从实验室调校出来的，每一只香水的香味都不同。” “那么，化学最浪漫的事，便是可以制造香水。” “不，化学最浪漫的事是所有物质都不会消失，而只会转化。” “人死了也不会消失？”我问他。 “对，尸体埋在泥土里，可以化成养分，滋润泥土，泥土又孕育生物。我和你，是永远不会消失的，只会转化成另一种物质。” “那可能会变成一片炭。”我失笑。 “对，或者是一粒灰尘。” “那不是浪漫，是凄凉，我来生只是一片炭，而你是灰尘。” “但我们不会消失。”他说。 “既然你那么喜欢化学，为什么会做现在的工作？”我问他。 “反正我念哪一科，都是继承父业的。”高海明淡淡的说。 “你爸爸只有你一个儿子吗？” “我还有一个姐姐，她嫁人了，丈夫是会计师，她是一个幸福的女人。” 我听到是会计师，很有兴趣。 “是哪一间会计师楼？” “马曹。” “你有砌战机送给他们吗？” “我家人不知道我做这种事，他们知道了，一定认为我是怪人。” “你倒也是个怪人。” 饭后，高海明开车送我回家。 “谢谢你今天晚上陪我吃饭。”他说。 “在今天以前，我还以为你有自闭症呢！你今天说了很多话，我学了很多化学知识，希望今天的你才是真正的你吧。” 他的脸又涨红了。 “你还没有告诉我你为什么要指定由我砌战机。”高海明问我。 “我没有说过那辆战机是你砌的。”我说。 他不服气：“你为什么要戏弄我？” “我没有戏弄你，是你戏弄我。” “我戏弄你？”他愕然。 “你说“蜂舒适”和“爱宝宝”有虫的谣言是你传出去的。” “好，我们现在打成平手。”他说。 “你为什么会看得出我的战机是你砌的？”我问高海明。 “裁缝不会认不出自己亲手做的衣服，衣服上的一点儿瑕疵，只有他知道。” “我的战机有瑕疵？在哪里？” He didn't answer me. “再见。”高海明开车离开。 我在公司里仔细研究高海明砌的F十五，一点瑕疵也找不到，或许正如他自己所说，那一点瑕疵只有他自己知道。 “你去拿了战机没有？”梦梦问我。 “拿了？不过那天高海明上来公司，让他发现了。” "Then what to do?" “他请我吃饭，他这个人不错的。” “你已经有区晓觉了，你不是想一脚踏两船吧。” “当然不是，你喜欢高海明吗？我可以做中间人。” “我不需要免费卫生巾。”梦梦笑说。 “你需要男人吧？” “男人我有呀。” “可惜你变心也变得很快。” “因为从没有遇上一个值得我为他改变的人。” “铁汉呢？” “他？”梦梦眼里闪着光芒，“算了吧，他哪里懂。” “为什么不向他说？” “难道要我追求他？他早晚会在学堂找个女警，组成一个警察世家的。” 我失笑。 但梦梦对铁汉是有幻想的，她骗不了我。 这天下班前，我接到高海明的电话。 “你今天晚上有空吗？”他问我，“一起吃饭好不好？” “好呀！反正我有一件事要告诉你。”我说。 "What's the matter?" he asked me. “见面再说。” 高海明带我到湾仔一间开在阁楼的酒家吃饭。 “这里的咸鱼煲鸡饭是全香港最好吃的。”高海明说。 “是吗？”我看到他的样子很期待似的。 “这里是老字号，小时候我爸爸常带我来吃，你有什么事情要告诉我？” “关于那架模型战机的瑕疵，我找到了。”他神气地说。 他有点愕然。 “就在左边的引擎里。”我说。 高海明微笑：“你怎样发现的？” “我用放大镜找的。” “说谎。”他说，“那架战机根本没有瑕疵。” 我笑着说：“对。那架战机根本没有瑕疵，我说找到瑕疵只是要你承认你说谎。” “你很聪明——”高海明说。 “谢谢。”我得意洋洋地跟高海明说，“我和你不相伯仲罢了。” “既然战机没有瑕疵，你怎会认得那架战机是你砌的？这一次别再想骗我。”我警告他。 “感觉，就是凭感觉，当然，我看到你的双眼在逃避，我更加肯定战机是我砌的，还有，那天你在我办公室看到我砌战机，露出很得意神色，你平常是不会的。” 原来我露出了马脚。 那一煲咸鱼煲鸡饭最后才上桌，侍应老远从厨房捧出来时，已经香气四溢。 “好香啊。”我说。 “味道更好呢。” 我吃了一口，我从来没有吃过那么好吃的咸鱼煲鸡饭。 我连续吃了三碗饭。 “你很能吃。”高海明叹为观止。 “谢谢你请我吃这么美味的咸鱼煲鸡饭。” “你喜欢的话，我可以时常请你来，我的朋友不多。” “好呀，如果时常有好东西吃，我不介意做你的朋友。” 高海明送我回家，目送他开车离去，我突然想做一件事——晓觉最喜欢吃咸鱼，如果他能够吃到这个咸鱼煲鸡饭就好了。Why not?我从家里拿了一个暖饭壶，坐计程车回到酒家，请他们替我再煲一煲咸鱼煲鸡饭。 “你不是刚刚吃了