Chapter 16 Chapter 16 The Unbearable Top Beauty Girlfriend

I graduated from a low-level university in the mainland, and the most important experience is that I published an article the size of a tofu block in the supplement of the overseas edition of "People's Daily" N years ago; she graduated from the top jewelry design school in France, The teacher is Armani, a world celebrity.Shopping malls are ever-changing and erratic. If someone troubles me, I must eliminate this trouble. As for what method to use, noble or despicable, it is not the most important.Achieving goals is the first priority. I entrusted this "task" to a young lady I met by accident. With her coquettishness, it should be more than enough to take down a small office clerk.

Dealing with this kind of people, after a long time, you will find their weaknesses: money and women. Money can solve some problems, but not all problems, because there is always someone outbidding you. But women are different. Women are a variety of pastries in the window, each of which is unique. Sending out a commercial spy is like sending out a carrier pigeon. It may bring back news, but of course it may be intercepted halfway. The reason why I did that was not only to get rid of the trouble, but also because I felt guilty for suing the young lady for being black at my mommy, so that she could use her "professional expertise" and earn some cosmetic money.

Back at the company, after dealing with some trivial matters, I received a call from a friend who said he would introduce me to a girlfriend. I have never had any illusions about blind dates. One is that I am a bit old, and the time to talk about love has long passed; the other is that after so many years, I don’t believe in love anymore. Take my money, who the hell knows. For the sake of sympathy, I still "carefully" inquired about the woman's situation.The feedback information doesn't seem to be bad. The employees of the company with a salary of 8,000 a month have parents who are both teachers.The introducer emphasized her salary.

In Guangzhou, a monthly salary of 8,000 is not too much, not enough to buy a house of one square meter, but I don't care how much she earns. I am moved by the topic of teachers' children, especially girls, who were born in a scholarly family, and their quality and cultivation should not be bad. I asked him to send a picture of a girl. Even though I don't pay much attention to appearance, for the sake of the next generation, I must never have the dignity of "Sister Feng". Soon, the picture was sent, and I was shocked!It was a very delicate face, with big eyes, playful, and pop elements flashing on the white skin, very much like the female lead in a certain movie.

I asked the "matchmaker": "Aren't you kidding me? Find a celebrity face in the gallery and send it over." The "matchmaker" was also anxious, and said: "Believe it or not, don't you know it once you see it?". This is also the reason, celebrities are also human beings, and they were all "girls next door" roles before they became famous.I admit, it was her looks that attracted me, she was so beautiful. Soon, the meeting place was agreed, and I was thinking, should I drive the black Elantra that the company provided me, the car is a little dirty, should I wash it.

This idea was later rejected by me. Driving on a blind date was more or less meant to show off his wealth, and it was the shallow behavior of an immature little man. Why would I want to do such a stupid thing? I decided to wear that unshakable suit with shirts worth tens of dollars inside and walk around, so that I might be able to test out what the other party is looking for in me.Before going out, I walked in the mirror a few times and felt pretty good, so I imitated the tone of the lady and said to myself in Cantonese: "Pretty boy..." The meeting place is a relatively high-end western restaurant, which shows how much I attach importance to this date, and I am reluctant to spend money. Petty men will not be welcomed.

I brought a bank card with tens of thousands of yuan in it, and I also brought a dozen banknotes with me, I didn't count them, it looked like a few thousand yuan. If we can reach an agreement, I might take her shopping, buy some decent clothes, and make a meeting ceremony; Home, wash up and go to bed. There are not many diners in the western restaurant, but they all look decent. The women's dress and collocation are very particular, the sitting posture when eating, and the cautiousness with which the food is delivered to the mouth, it can be seen that this is a group of people with a lot of status.

The table next door had an unknown meal, a huge lobster on a plate, and abalone in the men's and women's bowls. The cost of this meal was close to five figures, equivalent to the cost of an ordinary citizen in a third-tier city. half year salary. Bored, I took out the Zhongnanhai in my pocket, and the waiter next to me glanced sideways, and immediately snuffed out my desire to smoke.Maybe give him a tip, gag his mouth, plug his eyes. At this time, a BMW, red, 7 series drove into the transparent glass. A woman came out from the co-pilot first, bent down, opened the rear door, and a very beautiful beauty who seemed familiar came out.

Why use "deja vu"?Because she is the one I am waiting for today. She was so pompous and aura that I forgot the cup in my hand and poured water on my pants. Realizing my gaffe, I wiped my pants with paper in a panic, and the wet spot happened to be in the crotch, impartial.It was obviously impossible to take off the pants and dry them, because the people had already arrived. "Hello," she said, "I've kept you waiting." She must have seen the "map" on my pants, otherwise, she wouldn't be smiling, and she covered her mouth. "Sit with me too." I said to the woman behind her. I'm not sure about her identity, but at least she was with the heroine.

"You don't have to worry about her," said the beauty, "she is my life assistant." Life assistant, I thought to myself, is probably another title for nanny. The waiter handed over the menu, she let me go, and then skillfully ordered a few dishes that I hadn't heard of. The lobster on the table next door had been dismembered, and someone was tearing off the flamboyant pincers for chewing. I subconsciously touched the card in my pocket, and it was more than enough to eat a few shrimp soldiers and crab generals. I looked at her, and she also looked at me. The red BMW outside the door was waiting far away. A middle-aged man came down from the cab and wiped the dust on the car with a rag.

"You don't need to worry about him," the beauty said following my gaze, "that's my driver." BMW, life assistants, full-time drivers, all of these seem not to be commensurate with a company employee with a monthly salary of 8,000. I said, "Your company dispatches cars to all employees, are they all BMWs?" "Your company?" She made a grimace. "I have my own company and work for myself. In this sense, what you said is not completely wrong." Sure enough, I was fooled, I thought angrily, she must not be the teacher's daughter. "Teacher?" She was about to burst into laughter, and she raised three slender and round fingers in front of me, and said, "I have blood from three countries, China, Korea and Russia." After each country, one of her fingers would drop, and it was the most beautiful finger I have ever seen. Oh, I finally get it, she's a biracial. I've got to get this meal over with before going to the "matchmaker" to settle the score. She is of Chinese, Russian and Korean mixed race, super beautiful woman, she runs her own company, drives a red 7-series BMW, has a full-time driver "escort" and a "life assistant" to wait around, she is completely different from me. I expected that this was the first and last meal I had with her, so I stopped being restrained, and my grass roots were completely exposed. The dishes were served quickly, and the waiter carefully handled the knives and forks, then held up the plate and refused to leave. After all, I have seen the world, so my reaction was quick, and I threw two hundred-yuan bills on the plate, in exchange for a bow and a thank you. "This is fucking robbery." I muttered under my breath. "What?" The half-breed seemed to hear it. "Nothing," I said, "the service here is really sweet." The half-breed laughed, I guess, she must know what I said, she is too clever. We ate and chatted, and her life assistant seemed used to this kind of occasion, and despite repeated invitations, she still stood aside, motionless. "To tell you the truth," I stuffed a whole steak into my mouth, "I started to think you were a worker." Before the mixed race could speak, her life assistant came to me, leaned over, with half of her chest exposed, and whispered to me, "I'm sorry, sir, it's very impolite for you to eat like this." "It's all right," said the half-breed, "I like it that way." I guess, it was probably the first time for her to see such reckless eating, but she found it fresh. "What you said is actually correct," said the half-breed boy. "In addition to starting my own company, I am also a designer for Dior. I have a monthly salary, so I am also working part-time." Dior is a famous international luxury brand, and the half-breed boy in front of him turned out to be the designer of this brand. I am reminded of a famous slogan: For my Audi, your Dior, our child's Oreo, work hard!struggle! I observed the mixed-race girl carefully again, and then I noticed that the bag in her life assistant's hand was LV. She cuts the beef just right, and the three diamond rings the size of pigeon eggs are shining brightly in her hands. The necklace is very cumbersome, with real gold set in silver, and silver inlaid with diamonds.Just this outfit, without hundreds of thousands, is impossible to get. I poked in another whole steak, gave her life assistant a defiant look, and swallowed it in one gulp. The sauce squeezed out from the corner of his mouth, like a dying scene in a domestic TV series. The mixed-race girl was amused by my "naughtiness", and she said, "You are really interesting." My first impression of her was that she was a very interesting person with no manners. It doesn't matter because we're done so quickly and there's never going to be a second date, that's what I think. I told her my entrepreneurial history, the village in the city, being a gangster, and a buddy named "Ribian Guangzhou", of course it was "past tense".Maybe the story was more exciting, or it was so miserable that she even forgot to eat, and the branches of laughter trembled. "I told the boss at the time that I came to Guangzhou to steal money." I said. The half-breed put down the knife and fork, she had no strength to laugh anymore. "You're the funniest person I've ever met," she said. The gap between us is obvious. I graduated from a low-level university in the mainland, and the most important experience is that I published an article the size of a tofu block in the supplement of the overseas edition of "People's Daily" N years ago; she graduated from the top jewelry design school in France, The teacher is Armani, a world celebrity. I have worked hard from the grassroots to this point, and I have a monthly surplus of tens of thousands of dollars, and I am racking my brains every day for the next sum of money; Designing a piece of jewelry or clothing requires a lot of money, and her works have won international fashion awards many times. When I dine with others, I always spend money; when she dines with others, others have to give her money. "It's like this," she said, "If someone asks me to design, they must make an appointment in advance. Regardless of whether I am invited to design or not, I agree or not, and I will be paid 2,000 yuan per hour." The meal cost 4,000 RMB. She wanted to pay the bill, but I stopped her, even though her hands were trembling when she swiped the card. I'm not particular about food. Sometimes in the company, a box lunch is all I need.I thought that if I told my parents about this meal, they would definitely faint on the spot. Four thousand yuan is the living expenses for several months in the countryside, and they can live happily.If they knew that I had such a "girlfriend", they would definitely kill me. In return, the half-breed invited me to her house, and she thought of me as "Story Club", or, although I'm not sure, if she also likes to read one of those magazines full of gossip. I hesitated for a while, and seeing the sincere eyes of the half-blood, I actually agreed.It is undeniable that I am also very curious about this "super rich woman". Sitting in a red BMW feels weird, and the driver squints at me from time to time, hoping he doesn't take me for a jerk. We got off the car in front of a luxury villa, the driver opened the garage, and parked a Mercedes-Benz sports car inside. I was glad that I didn't drive the company's black Elantra, and it was obvious that I was humiliating myself. "I have a house like this," the mixed-race man said, pointing to the villa. "This one is for rent, and the monthly rent is 30,000." Oh, I think, just one month's rent is almost the monthly turnover of my company. Fortunately, I was already mentally prepared for her generosity, so I followed into the villa.I won’t go into details about the interior decoration. I have been to countless high-end clubs, but this is the first time I have seen such a magnificent villa.I mean, many of the facilities in the villa are not well-known to me, and here I am, an idiot. "Please sit down." She let me into a row of sofas. The life assistant poured me a glass of water, supposedly flown in from France, and poured another for the mulatto. The glass of water for the mixed race is completed in four steps: First add ice, dip the ice cubes in it, and take it out; Then heat the water so that the temperature of the water is moderate; Then add soda water, a few drops; Add lemon juice at the end. She took a sip and probably felt that the temperature was moderate and the taste was just right, so she slowly sipped it. Holding the cup, I thought to myself, if such a woman is married home, she will definitely die, exhausted. The half-breed took me on a tour of her apartment and her boudoir with great interest. What impressed me the most was that there was a special room filled with LV bags, big and small, twenty or thirty of them. I am a VIP customer of the LV store, and I need to buy these things when I give gifts to others. A LV bag costs at least tens of thousands of yuan.Her LV room is enough to open a specialty store. According to the mixed-race girl, she is a loyal fan of LV, and she buys one every two months. When she has had enough fun, she just throws it into this room. What I didn't understand was that she also took me to the boudoir, the most private place for girls. There is a special jewelry box on the dressing table, just grab a ring or necklace, it is worth hundreds of thousands.I'm not a money worshiper, but, with her, you can't help but think of "money". There is a "family portrait" by her bedside, an old photo from more than ten years ago. The highlight is that there is a very familiar face in it, which I have seen in the news. And not long ago, this familiar face became famous all over the country for doing several remarkable things. This family is horrible. The mixed-race seemed to see my "two-strand fight" and asked, "What's wrong with you?" I pretended to pick up a bottle of perfume casually. It was very delicate, which is what a mixed-race person smells like. I said, "This small bottle is very expensive." "It's okay," she seemed to be talking about a toothbrush, "8,000 yuan a bottle." Hurry up, I still have a lot of things to do, earn hard-earned money, and make ends meet. The "family portrait" on the bedside of the mixed-race girl made me despair. This is not a celebrity photoshoot after drinking and eating. This shows that her family has a close relationship with some people, and it started a long time ago. The mixed-race child in the photo is only Looks like ten years old. To put it bluntly, if she is willing, I will disappear without a trace, not even a piece of dregs will be left. I can't meet her, if I want to live. However, there will always be people who like to gossip in this world. When I returned to the company, almost all my subordinates congratulated me for finding a girlfriend. "I hear she's a designer," my boss asked as well. "How about asking her to design an outfit for my wife next time?" not so good!I would love to say.They only know that the mixed race is a designer, but they don't know that her "meeting fee" is 2,000 yuan per hour, and the design fee for each set of clothing and jewelry is more than six figures. Anyway, I will not pay for them. Although I don't intend to continue to associate with the mixed-race girl, she still called. Her voice is very nice, very soft Cantonese. In addition to Cantonese and Mandarin, she is proficient in at least three languages, which is so good that it is outrageous. I refused, but it was useless, she said: "This time I am treating guests, and I will ask you to do a coolie to help me carry some things." She's got everything she needs, but maybe a bag-carrying footman is missing, and I might be a good fit for the role. We met in a very high-end western restaurant, and the place was appointed by the mixed race. The knives and forks used for eating and the candlesticks on the table are all made of silver. While eating, there is a pianist with long hair and shawl playing on the stage. The whole environment is very romantic, which is worthy of the charging standard of more than 10,000 yuan. Her life assistant did not come, such an environment is only suitable for a two-person world. She begged me to tell some more stories about entrepreneurship, so I told her about loan sharks and gangsters. I wanted her to know how I was trampled underfoot for 10,000 yuan. She listened carefully, obviously moved. "You don't have to worry about money in the future," said the half-blood, "I can invest for you." I didn't agree, noncommittal, I don't want to have any financial involvement with her, except for eating and shopping. She took the initiative to talk about her company and investment issues.Although she has to pour out even a glass of water in four steps, she is indeed a very shrewd businessman. "I still meet," she said to me playfully, "shall I help you?" My hair in the front is a little bald, and the hairline on both sides is very curved. Her explanation for this is: this is the characteristic of a man who is on the rise in his career, and it is the same as the ancient folk saying "Blessed are big ears". I said, "What else do you want?" "I can also look at blood type and horoscope," she said with a grimace, "Do you believe it?" I grinned and nodded, and I wouldn't be surprised if she said she could build atomic bombs and spaceships. Although she is younger than me and seems to be pampered, she has quick thinking and unique insights, and she is one of the outstanding women I have seen in my life. Many of my business operations and investment concepts have been learned from people of mixed race. Our meal was very romantic. The pianist on the stage finished playing a piece, and the half-race got up and left, opened the piano that had just been closed, and played a piece skillfully (I really don’t know what it was playing). Although I am a layman, judging from the surprise of the people next to me, the mixed-race player should play very well, and the gimmick of piano level 10 is not used to bluff people. To be honest, the moment the mixed race played the piano, I was tempted. If there is such a wife, maybe an Einstein or Picasso will be born. After the song was played, the mixed race earned enough applause. I complimented me and said, "What else do you want?" She took a sip of the wine, thought for a while, and said, "I can also ballet. I have learned it since I was a child, and I can dance pretty well." The figure of the mixed race is quite good, with bumps and bumps, which should have something to do with ballet. I said, "I have watched the ballet, and "The Red Detachment of Women" is very good." The wine in the mouth of the mixed race burst out laughing, she probably didn't agree with my point of view. The mixed-race child took the initiative to talk about her family background. Her mother's family was once a leader in the inland paper industry, and her grandfather was a well-known business leader and big capitalist throughout the country. One of the shareholders, with countless assets. "I rarely ask about family affairs," she said. "Besides, they've been divorced for a long time." Perhaps because she touched on a sensitive topic, a trace of imperceptible sadness flashed across her eyes. I said, "Shall we go out for a walk?" "Well," she said, "it's my mother's birthday next month, so I'll pick out some presents for her." The meal was paid for by the half-breed, and it cost twelve thousand, which I owed her. We were "going out for a stroll" in name, but actually went to other places by plane. The shopping in her dictionary was the closest to Hong Kong and Macau. We went to the LV store, and she picked out the latest LV Kun bag, which cost less than 100,000 yuan. I said, "Don't you have a whole house of LVs?" “Yeah,” she said, “but as a designer, you have to stay on top of trends so that people come to you for jewelry and clothes.” I thought about it, and what she said was not entirely correct, but it was not unreasonable. you are not a fish, how to know the joy of fish?If the son is not a mixed blood, how can he know the way of mixing blood? Mixed-race people have designed clothing and evening dresses for many celebrities and wives of politicians. To design for these people, you can't regard yourself as a tailor, but must be a star among the stars. Although I understand the mixed race, I was speechless with her spending that day. She spent more than 200,000 yuan and swiped her card directly. This is basically my income for half a year, and it is her shopping expenses for a day. I want to treat her to a meal next time, and then I will say goodbye. This marriage is definitely not a wife, but an ancestor. Back at the company, within a few days, I was still in shock and received a call from a mixed-race man, so I had to lie and say that I was on a business trip to prevaricate. She was very disappointed on the other end of the phone, and at the same time asked me to eat on time and not stay up late, just like a "prospective girlfriend", it was too scary. Compared to eating thousands or even more than 10,000 yuan for a meal, I still like to live a "normal" life. When I am busy at work, I can just pull something casually to fill my belly. Once, I was squatting on the side of the road near the company to eat lunch with the employees, and I was "caught" by a mixed-race man. She may have come to the company to see me on purpose that day, but I didn't expect that I, a dignified supervisor, would squat on the curb with a boxed lunch and enjoy the delicious food all by myself. As soon as I saw it was her, I knew it was over, the rice bulging in my mouth hadn't been swallowed yet. The mixed-race girl got off the BMW, and walked towards me amidst the surprised expressions of the company's subordinates. She was obviously shocked by the things in my lunch box, and she looked like I was eating a piece of shit. "Throw it away quickly," she said exaggeratedly, "Is this for human food?" Some of the subordinates who were eating boxed lunches had already choked. I said, "Miss, what are you talking about? This was bought for fifteen yuan." Before I could finish speaking, the half-breed had already picked up the lunch box in my hand and threw it into the trash can. She said: "Wait for me for a while." She got into the red BMW and drove away in a hurry. "Brother," said my subordinate, "is she your new girlfriend?" "Don't talk nonsense!" I severely corrected.Who wants a girlfriend like that, just take it, I don't want it anyway.I looked at the trash can pitifully, and there was a chicken leg in half of the lunch box that I didn't want to eat. I drove my subordinates away on the grounds of work, and they gloated for a long time before leaving disgruntled.After a while, the mixed-race red BMW came back with an extra lunch box in a bag from "XX Seafood Hotel". "The seafood box lunch I bought for you," the mixed-race said proudly, "it also has abalone in it." That is by far the most expensive "box lunch" I have ever eaten, not only has abalone, but also ginseng. I said: "This is too exaggerated, where is the box lunch, how much is it?" "Not expensive," the half-blood said with a smile, "600 yuan a piece." According to her consumption level, a lunch box of 600 yuan is indeed not expensive, but I already stomped my feet in distress. "It's not allowed to eat that kind of food anymore," she said. "It's not clean, it's bad for your health." "Okay," I picked up the abalone box lunch affectionately, "you can go back, thank you." She said, "Why are you being so polite to me? Then I'm leaving." I ate the "exorbitantly priced boxed lunch" bought by a mixed-race person on the side of the road, and I couldn't bring it to the company to eat. They ate a boxed lunch worth 15 yuan, so why do you eat 600 yuan?Brother is not like that. Because I had already eaten half a box lunch before, as soon as I finished eating the "exorbitant box lunch", my stomach sagged a little and I burped constantly.I am a person who has no regular work and rest schedule, and I also eat very disorganized, and my food intake is quite small. Over time, my stomach shrinks a lot.According to this, the capacity of one and a half boxes of lunch made it difficult for me to even sit down.I adopted a backstroke position, rubbed my belly, and thought, where should I go next time I invite a mixed race to dinner. She spent 12,000 last time. As a man, he can't take her to eat food stalls. Suddenly, a sinful thought emerged: Could she be a "fan supporter"? Under the guise of talking about love, they lure customers to high-end restaurants in order to collect commissions.I thought about this idea when I ate with a mixed race for the first time, but it was just a thought.Mercedes-Benz, BMW, luxury villas, LV, giant diamonds... If it is a professional meal care, the cost is too huge. Just when I was thinking wildly, a subordinate came over, smiled strangely, and said, "Director, someone is looking for you." Then, the half-breed child flashed behind him. She carried a huge plastic bag and threw it on my desk, fanning it while shouting tired. I asked, "Why are you here?" "I bought some snacks for you," she said, "I know you are busy with work, so I prepared them specially." "See what's there," she said cheerfully. Although it is just a snack, the packaging is in foreign languages. The most common box of biscuits is also imported from Vietnam. There are four pieces in total and 98 yuan. What should I say, learn from Comrade Lei Feng to be hard and simple?Or read "Farewell, Leighton Stuart", where are you going to stay cool? In front of the mixed-race child, I solemnly stuffed the snacks into the refrigerator in the office. From the corner of my eye, I saw green eyes like hungry wolves all around me. I knew that these expensive foods would definitely not belong to me. Sending the half-breeds away, I announced in the office that no one was allowed to touch these things in the refrigerator, which resulted in a sneer or two. One noon, the mixed race came twice, the first time to deliver food, the second time to buy snacks, as if he had established a relationship with me. I have to repay this love, even if she is a "fan supporter", I have to find a place where I can enjoy money, listen to ditties with her, and use a shiny knife and fork to cut up the hot beef the size of my palm. Within two days, the snacks in the refrigerator were ransacked, and it was a dream to let the old cat sleep with the salted fish on its pillow. For half a month, the mixed-race boy did not come back, nor did he call.There must be many excellent men around her. A grassroots like me who came to Guangzhou to "grab money" has probably forgotten it long ago.That's fine too, I thought, how could a toad think anything wrong.Only a few days later, a call came from a familiar number, who was of mixed race. "Today is a day to celebrate!" she said. I thought about it for a long time, but I didn't understand what she was thinking. "So stupid," she said coquettishly on the phone, "Today is the one-month anniversary of our acquaintance!" I have lived for nearly thirty years, and this is the first time I have heard that a month of acquaintance is also used as a commemoration. If this momentum continues, a monthly commemoration is enough for me to drink a pot. I put on that shirt, didn't really dress up, and went out.As for the grade and layout of the restaurant, I won't go into details, just spend according to the five-figure standard. The mixed-race dress is very sexy, and the bracelet on his hand is very thick, worth hundreds of thousands. I looked at my face and shook my mouth hard a few times, why do you always associate girls with money? Well, calm down, I gave the biracial a smile. Her complexion was good, and she took the initiative to joke with me, saying: "Why do you keep wearing this dress, it looks like a wicker." She was referring to the shirt I was wearing underneath, with a vertical strip in the middle, which really looked like wicker. I told her that I was a child of a poor family, with a low life, and I was only interested in clothes that cost tens of dollars a piece. Her eyes suddenly softened, and she felt sorry for my appearance. It is estimated that a pet in their family will live a more luxurious life than me. "I'm going back to Paris in a few days," she said, "and I may not see you for a while." I was secretly happy in my heart, but I wanted to show a very sad look, and said: "Stay for a few more days, take time to see your Armani teacher, and help me sign a name by the way. I will be short of money in the future. If I sell it, I can exchange it for two dollars." use." She said: "I went to Paris this time for certification. My design certificate needs to be reviewed every few years. The cost of the review alone is 60,000." I said: "The review is over, let's go shopping in Paris and stimulate consumption in France." "You don't want me back," she said. "I have a house in Paris and I've had enough." I say:"……" What can I say, he is a person who owns real estate in Paris, not a country bumpkin with a fool camera taking pictures with the tour group. I said, "Maybe soon, I will go to Thailand with my boss for a trip." "Is it your job that's good?" she asked. "It's just one aspect," I said, "Korean bosses never take their Chinese subordinates out to play. If you don't believe me, ask them. I'm the only one." As I said, Koreans look down on Chinese people, but in this company I am an exception, this is in exchange for performance. We then started the topic of "knowing each other for a month", talked about each other's impressions, and naturally talked about feelings and marriage.Perhaps because of the great difference in origin, some ideas of mixed-race people surprised me, such as having children. She said: "I will not have children by myself." I said, "Then how do you have a baby?" "You can collect the fluid of both parties," she said, "find an excellent uterus and use it as a surrogate." I am not at all surprised by this "wonderful idea". She is a mixed-race lady who has to drink a glass of water in four steps. I said, "Although I don't quite agree with your point of view, I will defend to the death your right to speak." "Thank you," she said with a smile.Mixed-race people look good when they smile, just like the commercial models on any TV show. "I don't want to have a baby so soon," she said. "If I get married, I want to travel to twelve countries in Europe, so I have a good time first." I did not dare to make a sound with drooping eyebrows, thinking to myself: Twelve countries in Europe, hum... Just when I was about to say goodbye to the mixed race, she did something behind my back. It started from the last "one-month anniversary", when I gave her a photo of her without makeup, wearing "wicker", with a few strands of hair flowing on the bald forehead. I didn't want to take a photo of her at first, she is a wage earner, she is not good-looking, and she has no "selling point" at all. But the mixed-race woman doesn't think so, her major is design, she is used to seeing beautiful and handsome men, and this one suddenly popped up like me, maybe for a change of taste. She told me about the aesthetic standards of models. The traditional "big breasts and thin waist" does not meet the model industry rules. Models have strict proportion requirements, and the combination of upper body and lower body is very important. She also said that the reason why Asia lacks top models is all on one pair of legs. The muscles in a certain area are quite different from those of European women, so the expressiveness of wearing clothes is slightly inferior. The models are much worse. I thought at the time that for men, expressiveness when not wearing clothes is more important. These words can only be rotten in your stomach. When others discuss professional knowledge with you, you can't show your old-fashioned side. I gave the photo to the mixed-race girl for another purpose, that is, I no longer intend to keep in touch with her, as a souvenir. I have been hanging out in Guangzhou Zhugou for so many years, not to pick up girls. Of course the mixed race didn't know what I was thinking. She got the photo, flew to South Korea, and handed the photo to her father for review. The major shareholder of a famous Korean company was playing golf with white gloves on at the time. He attached great importance to the photos handed over by his daughter, pondered for a long time from the perspective of an entrepreneur, and said, "Daughter, this is not an ordinary part-time job. Boy." These are the old man's original words, a father's advice to his daughter. This sentence can be interpreted in many ways, such as "Ya looks very unkind, be careful, girl", or "What do you like about him, or what does he like about you", and "A man can grow up It’s too embarrassing to be like this (thank you all).” No matter how I interpret this sentence, the mixed-race girl is very satisfied anyway. Since she is not an ordinary wage earner, it means that her vision is fine. She then encouraged me to chase after the victory and please her mother. Her mother's birthday will be held in a few days and a large-scale party will be held. I said, "You can tell me to do whatever you want, but there is one thing, don't take photos anymore." she asked why.I said: "The old man's mental capacity is limited. He was so shocked that he couldn't even eat the birthday cake." The mixed-race girl agreed with a smile, and she took my heartfelt words as humor. Since you are going to a banquet, you must prepare gifts. After thinking about it, with such a huge family, what strange things have you never seen?It wasn't until the last moment that I got fully dressed and went to the nearest bakery downstairs from the company to buy an ice cream-flavored birthday cake. Over the past few years, I have given gifts no less than a hundred times, but this time, I am completely hopeless. The biracial mother's birthday party was extraordinarily grand and to a high standard, as evidenced by the guest vehicles. Before entering the door, the luxury cars on both sides are already blocked, Rolls Royce, and the extended version of Lincoln.Farther away, there were a few military vehicles parked, with red letters on a white background, showing an unusual demeanor. I wanted to turn around and leave, but I had already reached the door. A white-gloved waiter opened the door, glanced at the "mysterious gift" behind me, and said, "Please come in, sir." I smiled awkwardly and left. I wanted to throw away that ice cream cake, but I couldn't bear it, so I finally found a corner where no one was around and ate it myself. 等蛋糕吃的差不多了，我这才发现，不知什么时候，我已泪流满面。 所谓成功的人，一定是比别人努力，比别人付出得多，经历了更多的磨难。凤凰涅槃，正是因为经历了强烈的痛苦，才会有震撼人心的美丽。一个人的成功并不是偶然的，他是踩着无数的失败和痛苦走过来的。别人看到的只是他今天的光辉和荣耀，只有他自己知道，在他通往成功的路上，有着怎样的艰难与辛酸！ 2011年12月15日小雨 和混血女友的交往，暂告一个段落。我和她，是分属两个世界里的人，虽然她对我充满了好奇与期待，甚至将我这个人的存在告知于她的父亲母亲，但是我仍然决定放弃。混血儿是一个好人，一个善良的人，一个聪明而美丽的女孩子。只是，她出生富贵，先天决定了不是我这样一个凡夫俗子所能驾驭的。她是天际的云，我想踏上去，也只能“漫步云端”。由混血儿，我想到了先前失败的一段感情，这段感情拖累了我几年，几欲将我击溃，带我引入不堪回首的深渊。 ...