Volume 8 Final Chapter Chapter 1232 You are a bad person
As soon as Nan Yi passed the buck, Chen Wenqin immediately became busier. She had a personal secretary and also a secretary for herself, making three in total. One was responsible for her daily life, two assisted her with her work, and together with the existing assistant office, there were more than ten people around her.
Nan Yi himself has become more free. He only likes watching football and basketball and has no intention of joining in the Olympic excitement. Instead, he finds the city too noisy. He has not liked going out on the streets these days and has stayed at home studying the word "prologue".
I've thought about it several times, but I just can't muster the energy to grit my teeth at the United States, nor can I grasp the angle to approach it. I can't let go of the habit of looking at problems objectively, and I can't mobilize my subjective emotions of pessimism. I can't even start writing my masterpiece.
After torturing himself for a few days, Nan Yi made up his mind and decided to find a ghostwriter to polish the "emotional" part for him and delete the objective parts.
I made up my mind and started writing immediately. I typed until the keyboard was smoking. In five days, I wrote 1982 words, including 174 punctuation marks. After appreciating it myself, I felt that every word was a gem and the description was very vivid. It would be a bit modest to describe it as a magnificent masterpiece.
In a state of self-indulgence, he pressed the backspace key, deleted 1982, and left only the word "wedge".
Well, after a few days, I haven’t written anything.
Since seclusion had no effect at all , Nan Yi was too lazy to do it. He went to "Ling" in the evening to sit and feel the quieter bar atmosphere.
Leng Yan is still single and still likes to hang out in bars after work.
Ling's customers are still mainly old customers. The trendsetters have become the mainstay of society, and the young elites have become middle-aged elites.
This is Ling’s positioning, a bar where elites gather.
Occasionally, someone discovers the magic of this place and comes here to hang out, hoping to take the opportunity to integrate into the circle. However, after staying for two or three days, they will find that Ling is not the place they should come to. The wines here are all good and very expensive, and even a simple flower costs nearly a thousand yuan. Moreover, in order to fit in, they have to pretend to be at the same consumption level.
The consumption level is not a big problem. You can get by for a while if you give it your all. The key is that it is very difficult to integrate. The disguised elites cannot get rid of the word "fake". After a few words, their true colors will be exposed.
In Ling, only "she" with good looks has successfully integrated into the community.
Ling, to be a little vulgar, it can also be called the Million Club. The people who hang out here are a bunch of people with an annual salary of over a million. They are usually a little more knowledgeable than bosses with an annual income of over a million. After all, their income is set by others, and if you don't have a certain level of ability, you can't get it at all.
Entering Leng Yan's private room, Nan Yi said to her: "Is it still the same one?"
Leng Yan replied coldly: "Changed."
Nan Yi sat down next to Leng Yan and poured himself a glass of wine. "Is there any more?"
"I'm sorry to disappoint you. I just bought a big pack of sanitary napkins yesterday."
"Buy it to cushion your feet and absorb the sweat from your feet?"
"I'm using the blood to cover your face." Leng Yan said unhappily.
Nan Yi smacked his lips, "You disappoint me so much. Why can't you live a more miserable life? I wanted to use you as a negative example to teach Hongdou a lesson."
"If you have nothing to talk about, get lost."
Leng Yan was on the verge of a fight. If Nan Yi dared to say something rude again, she would pounce on him.
Seeing this, Nan Yi looked ashamed and said sincerely, "I'm sorry, really. I'm too good and brilliant. I've been by my side for a few years and have raised your standards for a good man infinitely. I have to take the main responsibility for your corrupt love history."
Leng Yan glared at Nan Yi and said sarcastically, " I won't eat your Nan family's food now. If you continue to be like this, don't blame me for saying rude things."
Nan Yi laughed, "Stop bragging. Everyone in the city knows that there is a Nan Wuye in Erhua. He is very good at talking. Not to mention you, even if there are three of you, it won't work."
Another eye roll. Leng Yan didn't want to pay any attention to Nan Yi. She picked up the phone on the table and pretended to watch a TV series.
Nan Yi chuckled and took out his phone to watch Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf. He was going to be a grandfather again, so his parenting knowledge needed to be updated. Lately, he watched two or three episodes of cartoons every day.
The two of them just sat there, staring at their phone screens.
The atmosphere was cold until Nan Yi finished watching three episodes of cartoons, and Leng Yan's mouth resumed the ability to speak.
"I want children."
"If you want it, just take it. Give your man more nourishment."
"The doctor said that if I have a baby now, it's very risky and I'll probably lose it."
Nan Yi put down his phone, turned around and asked, "Is it a problem of age or uterus?"
“Both.”
"So what do you mean?" Nan Yi had a bad feeling.
Leng Yan said calmly: "I heard that India passed legislation to allow commercial surrogacy two years ago. I want to give it a try."
"You're so fashionable."
Leng Yan ignored Nan Yi's teasing and asked, "Please go with me."
Nan Yi shrank back and said in a trembling voice: "You, you are not planning to take my seeds, are you?"
Leng Yan rolled her eyes. "You wish. I know you have a lot of influence in India. I want to find the best 'mother' for my baby."
Nan Yi was stunned for a moment. "This kind of thing is a matter of mutual consent. I can help you, but don't expect me to accompany you. I have heard a little about this business. The first uterus factory in Mumbai transplanted the blastocyst into the mother's uterus. The grandson was born from the grandmother's belly. It is against human ethics and is simply nonsense."
"You can't accept it?"
“Who who has been influenced by Confucius and Mencius can accept it?”
Leng Yan held Nan Yi's wrist and begged, "Please go with me. I can't find anyone more suitable than you."
"You don't want to go to the seed bank to find it, without using your man's seeds?"
"yes!"
"Uh..." Nan Yi was stunned for a moment, then said, "You are even less of a person than I am. You clearly classify men by their functions."
"A man of black company becomes black."
"Don't be so mean. I'll go with you if I have time. Really, why do you have to drag me along if you want to have a baby? You've changed a lot of men over the years, but none of them have ever touched your heart?"
Leng Yan shook her wine glass and said calmly, "Each of them can enter my heart, but will leave quickly. None of them can settle down."
Nan Yi lazily slumped on the back of the sofa and said in an equally lazy tone: "You have too high standards and always want to find a perfect man. There is no such thing as a perfect person in this world. We are all just making do. If divorce would not cause any negative impact and there would be no consequences, how many couples would be able to stick with it?"
"It's better to be single than to be with someone who doesn't have the right thing. There's nothing wrong with me being the way I am now." Leng Yan raised her glass and clinked it with Nan Yi's. "I've seen a lot of men over the years. In comparison, you, a rotten guy, are actually a good man."
"Do you need me to thank you for your compliment?"
