The Queen’s Gigolo

    Alex received a call from his agent at night, saying that the K family had issued a notice to give him the project of Shengyuan.

    The agent complained on the phone and asked him when he was going to audition, how could he not know, suspecting that Alex wanted to throw him away.

    Alex also took some pains to explain that he didn't audition. He said that he was familiar with the editor last time, and the editor did not let him audition, but directly clicked on him.

    The agent talked about Datong, and talked about how hard it was for them to find projects for these little unknown models, saying that they did not understand him at all. It took a long time to hang up the phone, which caused Alex to hang up and have a headache for a long time.

    Dropping the phone, he rubbed his temples and sighed.

    Sister Guo did not break her promise. She said that she would give him Shengyuan, and she really gave him. But she also said to tell him not to send her WeChat again. It means that in the future, there will be no personal contacts, right?

    Alex felt that he was extremely useless. It was a win-win situation, but now it's like this. Couldn't help but feel more depressed.

    He was stunned for a while, took out his mobile phone, opened WeChat, and sent a message to Guo Zhi: Sister Guo, are you home?

    Guo Zhi didn't answer him.

    David came back from the shower, took off his shoes and climbed to the top bunk. After a while, Alex realized something was wrong.

    When Dawei is in the room, there is rarely a quiet time in this cubicle. Today, it is strangely quiet.

    "Dawei" he called, but didn't hear a response. He turned over, grabbed the railing of the upper bunk and stuck his head up: "Dawei"

    Dawei was lying on the bed with his arms in a daze, when he heard this, he only made a sound of "um". Feeling really wrong. alex pushed him: "what's the matter"

    David turned his head to look at him, his eyes a little complicated.

    He sat up, reached out and touched the cigarette beside the pillow, but did not touch it. The cigarette was on the table, and Alex leaned over to pick it up and hand it to him.

    David lit a cigarette, puffed out white smoke, and said angrily: "Alex, I'm going to leave"

    "Where to go?" Alex looked at him on the bed rail, and had a hunch in his heart.

    Sure enough, Dawei took two puffs of cigarettes and said, "Leave the imperial capital, don't do this."

    "I can't figure it out," he said, eyes a little red.

    Dawei can't get along, everyone knows. The model originally ate youth rice. He will soon be twenty-seven. He has been floating in the imperial capital for a few years, and he is still living in the basement.

    It's just that no one will say this.

    When David is drunk, he will catch people and tell them his dreams. He has been taller than others since he was a child. Being a model and being a star was his dream in his youth.

    Unfortunately, the road to my dream is bumpy and I can't go on. Years will never spare anyone, in the blink of an eye, his youth and dreams have passed away.

    "Where are you going?" Alex asked.

      Open a small company and let me go to work."

    Give up the dream, bid farewell to the imperial capital, and start 9 to 5 from now on.

    Admit mediocrity.

    Admit your failure.

    This kind of acknowledgment that has to be faced is more depressing than many years of suffocation and torment, watching the dream splendid in the sky above this bustling city but never being able to grasp it.

    But David can only admit. He was twenty-seven and stood close. When a man reaches this age, pursuing his dreams is not the most important thing, but starting a family and a career is more important. And Dawei really felt that he didn't have the strength to pursue his dream.

    Tired, really tired, very tired.

    Imperial Capital is a place that gives people hope, but ruthlessly mocks those who pursue their dreams with a cold reality. In this metropolis with a population of almost 20 million, how many people can really realize their dreams?

    Don't fret, keep your feet on the ground.

    Alex twitched his nose and the circles under his eyes were red.

    Dawei slapped him on the head: "Why are you crying? I haven't cried yet, why are you crying, little crybaby?" As he spoke, his eyes were red, and he said everything Bring out the nasal sound.

    Alex sniffed, wiped his eyes, and retracted into the lower bunk.

    David put the cigarette in his mouth and climbed down the ladder. Seeing Alex lying there facing the wall, his shoulders shrugged slightly. He lifted his big foot and kicked: "Cry why cry, walk around, drink."

    He pulled Alex out of the bed.

    If you don't get drunk, you're really drunk.

    Alex almost carried him back. Fortunately, Alex insists on exercising, his muscles are strong, and he can carry a big man about his height.

    As soon as Dawei drinks alcohol, he always pours alcohol into his madness to force others to listen to his dreams. Strange, only this time he didn't get drunk and fell into a deep sleep, as if he was dead.

    Alex can carry him back to the basement, but can't carry him to the top bunk. I had to let him lie down on the bottom bunk and climb up to the top bunk to sleep.

    Before going to bed, I took out my phone and looked at it.

    Guo Zhi did not reply to him.

    He sighed, looking at the screen in the dark, typing word by word. I lay down and checked my phone several times, but there was no reply, so I closed my eyes and slowly fell asleep.

    Guo Zhi put on his pajamas after taking a shower, and took a look at the phone by the bedside. Alex sent several messages.

    Sister Guo, are you home?

    Sister Guo, are you still angry?

    Sister Guo, don't be angry, it's all my fault.

    Sister Guo, can I find you in the future?

    Sister Guo, good night.

    I told him to stop sending her WeChat. Guo Zhi watched it for a while, but without replying, he just deleted the conversation.

     Throwing the phone at the head of the bed, she turned off the light and lay down. For a while, I couldn't fall asleep, and my mind was chaotically thinking about work.

    Thinking about it, and thinking of her idea of ​​starting a business. Because Qing Xia's promotion was temporarily suppressed, I didn't mention this, but once this kind of thought arises, it takes root and grows like wild grass emerging from the ground, where can it really be suppressed.

    Guo Zhi thought about it a lot, whether it is feasible, start the capital, who can be recruited, and which customers can be dug to integrate her resources and Qingxia's contacts, no matter what No matter what, she thinks it's feasible.

      Don't be a friend, but in the end it will collapse.

    Limbo has experience.

    Limbo worked in a brokerage company in his early years, and later he came out and started a small company. Although small, it is also his own. Struggling in the fiercely competitive imperial capital circle, he gradually gained a foothold.

    In the past two years, his economy has obviously improved.

    Guo Zhi admires him. I always feel that the road that Limbaugh takes now is the road she will take in the future. The two of them actually look alike.

    I thought about it a lot. But those things, before the real action, can only be estimated and predicted. I can't tell until I actually do it.

    It’s okay, starting a business, how can you not have a little risk. If there is no risk at all, everyone has no choice but to start a business in a hurry, and who will go to work for others

    Guo Zhi turned over, not impatient. She was only twenty-eight, and she decided to give herself another two years.

    At the latest at the age of 30, she must go out and conquer the world by herself

    The city of the imperial capital is colorful and prosperous. But the most attractive thing about it is that it is full of endless hope.

    The sea is wide and the fish leaps, and the sky is high and the birds fly. If you want to realize your dream, this city is the best platform.

    Guo Zhi is ambitious and full of energy when he thinks of the future.

    I was excited for a long time before falling asleep slowly.

    I received a call from her mother at noon on Thursday: "How do you plan this weekend?"

    Guo Zhi replied without thinking: "Go home."

    Last week, last week, I didn't go home because of Alex. She wants to go home this week. She eats out every day. She is tired of dying. She wants to eat home-cooked food.

      Might have a date with you on the weekend. Just stay there and wait for someone to call."

    I go

    Guo Zhi: "Hehe"

    "" the mother scolded, "what are you laughing at?"

    "It's not a ghost laugh, it's a sneer. Mom" ​​Guo Zhi sneered, "I saw you last Sunday, how long has it been until this weekend, it's been two weeks. Satisfied with me for two weeks just reply to the letter"

    "They may be busy."

    "Mom, do you believe it when you say it?" Guo Zhi showed no mercy.

    After so many kisses, Guo Zhi and her mother understood in their hearts. There was a 99.9% chance that the man didn't like Guo Zhi at the time, or wanted to be a spare tire, so he never gave a clear answer. Then this week or so was enough for him to kiss another two, three, four or five times. After the meeting, I probably felt that the person I saw later was not as good as Guo Zhi, so I turned back to find Guo Zhi.

    There was a rare silence on the phone for a while, and then the little universe broke out: "Then why don't people have the right to choose, see more people who are not as good as you, and then I will know you better I will talk to you at the beginning of the province, and I always think that I can find a better one. Let me tell you, be honest with me, don't make people face you You can talk to people and get to know them in-depth, can't you really understand it thoroughly? I don't think I can force you, but you can't even talk about it well, do you want to be an old girl for the rest of your life?"

    Faced with the majestic power of her mother spreading along the phone, Guo Zhi was counseled.

    She said weakly: "Okay, don't yell, my colleagues should have heard that I'm going, okay? I know I don't want to slap people, I'll have a good attitude, and I will try to get married as soon as possible. Okay, I can't even eat this lunch, I'm hanging up. I'm really hanging up, I'm hanging up, what time is it that you haven't eaten yet, you have to eat quickly, don't waste your life like me , why did I curse you, I just said I begged you, I really died."

    What an ambitious, ambitious.

    Under the crushing force of her mother, Guo Zhi was defeated like a mountain.