A little farewell is better than a wedding.

Although the conditions do not allow it.

The two still couldn't restrain themselves.

This kind of suppressed wantonness has a different flavor.

After the clouds and rain passed, Wu Jun leaned on the bedside and lit a cigarette.

Li Tong snuggled into his arms obediently, stretched out her delicate white arms from the quilt, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out square glass ashtrays from inside.

Putting down the ashtray, Li Tong turned around and hugged Wu Jun, looking up at him: "I don't know any common sense about fire protection. It is often broadcast on the radio that smoking in bed can easily cause fires."

Wu Jun flicked the cigarette ashes, looked down at Li Tong, and joked: "Oh? Ms. Li Tong caught fire again? Do you need fire extinguisher Xiao Wu to put out the fire?"

"Screw you, I don't have any formality to talk to you seriously." Li Tong's pretty face turned red instantly, and she twisted Wu Jun's waist with two fingers.

Wu Jun laughed softly and said: "Whoever is not serious, I also say serious..."

Li Tong said with a shy look: "Humph, you are the most unruly person. As soon as you get into bed, you look like a different person. The wolf in sheep's clothing refers to you, the big pervert, the big bad guy."

"Have I?" Wu Jun smiled, firmly refusing to admit it.

The tenderness after passion is the most fascinating.

The two chatted and talked about Li Tong's previous registration for the Spring Festival Gala auditions.

Wu Jun, the hands-off shopkeeper, is not that comfortable as he has a lot of things on his mind.

Anything related to [Resource Tycoon] is a "top secret level" secret to him.

There are so many secrets hidden in his heart, and he must always be careful not to expose them. Wu Jun silently endures more psychological pressure than ordinary people.

His memory is very poor on some relatively unimportant things.

If the conversation hadn't ended here today, he would have forgotten about Li Tong's participation in the Spring Festival Gala auditions.

"By the way, Tongtong, how's your show going? Have you been selected?" Wu Jun asked with concern on his face.

"I was eliminated in the final selection..." When talking about his dream, a trace of disappointment flashed across Li Tong's face.

Going to the Spring Festival Gala has been her dream for many years, an unattainable dream.

In previous years, she could only think about it in her heart, and she didn't even have a chance to participate in the audition.

This year is the closest she has come to her dream, and she has reached the final stage of selection.

Unfortunately, God failed, and the kick was deflected and missed.

Wu Jun defended Li Tong and said: "What's going on? All my Tongtong's programs have been eliminated? The vision of the Spring Festival Gala director team is getting worse every year. What kind of vision!"

"No, I don't blame the directing team. It's because I didn't consider it when choosing the program." Although Li Tong didn't get what he wanted, he didn't complain about others and actively looked for reasons within himself. "There were too many singing and dancing programs this year."

, and it’s so star-studded, with so many traffic stars, the competition is so fierce.”

Li Tong arched her head in Wu Jun's arms and said angrily: "It's okay Wu Jun, you don't need to comfort me. If it doesn't work this year, just fight next year. If it doesn't work next year, we can continue the year after. Sooner or later, I will stand up

On the stage of the Spring Festival Gala. "

Wu Jun completely understands the feeling of missing his dream.

Although Li Tong said it didn't matter, Wu Jun knew that she must be very sad in her heart.

It would be better not to give hope in the first place than to give people hope and then bring them back to despair.

Wu Jun asked tentatively: "Isn't it more than a month and almost two months before the Spring Festival Gala? Is there no chance at all?"

Regarding the complicated selection process of the Spring Festival Gala program, Wu Jun is a complete layman and has no understanding at all.

His relationship with the Spring Festival Gala is that he sits in front of the TV and watches the Spring Festival Gala every thirty nights.

It is the relationship between the program team and the audience, the purest relationship.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to sleep. I'm sleepy and tired. I have to go to work tomorrow." Li Tong tucked in the quilt and ended this unpleasant topic.

"Okay, I have something to do when I return to the company tomorrow, let's go together in the morning." Wu Jun put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

A night of silence.

When Wu Jun and Li Tong got up the next morning, Zhao Chunrong had already prepared breakfast.

Li Yan and Li Xiaomeng had also finished washing and were sitting at the dining table.

Wu Jun and Li Tong were the last pair to get up again.

As for why "again" ...

The last time Wu Jun stayed at home, it was the last time the two of them went out.

After having breakfast, several people parted ways, each of them went the future.

Li Yan took a bus to the auto repair plant.

Zhao Chunrong took a bus to the smoke hotel.

Wu Jun, Li Tong and Li Xiaomeng drove two cars and went straight to Zhongtian Building.

The three of them farewell to the parking lot on the one -floor of the building.

"Bye bye, brother-in-law~"

"I'm going up with Xiao Meng."

When Li Tong and Li Xiaomeng passed by Wu Jun's car window, they said hello to him and went upstairs first.

Watching the two of them enter the elevator, Wu Jun looked away from the two of them this time.

Open the driver's side window, take out a cigarette from your pocket and light it.

Wu Jun took out his cell phone, found Xu Shucai's number and dialed it.

"Hey, it's me, Uncle Xu. I'm going to explain things in the factory today. I have a meeting here at the headquarters."

"There's no need to come here in a hurry. The meeting is scheduled for one o'clock in the afternoon, so there's plenty of time."

"OK."

After ending the call with Xu Shucai, Wu Jun found Cai Diheng's phone number and dialed.

"This is me, Xiao Cai. There is a meeting here at the headquarters at one o'clock in the afternoon. Please come over."

"Mr. An doesn't know about this yet. I initiated this meeting."

"Well... you can inform the director of the marketing department of Junheng 998 Liquor Co., Ltd. I won't notify you one by one."

Wu Jun made seven or eight phone calls in the car and smoked two cigarettes in a row.
Chapter completed!