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Chapter 594 I have to face the reality, it is really difficult to appease my wife

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    Facing the bright lights of the hotel, he began to yell loudly. Every time he fell asleep, he would not sleep well, as if he was getting more and more tired.  Many of the things I dealt with were not reminded by people in the team, and I would often forget important meeting affairs.  Very important signing ceremony.

    Whenever it was night, the gifted scholar was afraid of receiving the torture calls from Hashungerili.  Even many times, he would put the phone on the sofa and let Hashungerli linger on the phone, doing whatever he wanted to do. When it was almost done, he would listen to the phone again, and then explained that just now  Went to the toilet, or poured water, etc.  He didn't dare to hang up the phone on his own initiative, otherwise Hashungerili would call in again.

    He really didn't want Hasshungerili to make such calls again, and sometimes turned off the phone on purpose. Now he couldn't grasp the pulse of this woman, Hasshungerili, and couldn't judge her feelings and emotions.

    The wit feels that this matter is very serious. If he continues to make such calls, it will be a pain for himself and Hashungerili. It is true that she knows the witty's activities outside, and he truthfully tells her clearly every day¡ª¡ª

    Hashun Gerili is at home, but she often sits blankly, facing the concern of the friendly nanny, always denying that she has been hurt emotionally.

    But I said this in my mouth, but I also felt that my feelings were already fragile in my heart.  Those elegance, kindness, cheerfulness and generosity seem to be less and less common.

    These days, she herself is not willing to go to the Tai Chi gym to practice boxing. The kind master called to urge her to keep practicing boxing, even if she does not practice in the gym, she should not give up halfway.  She would say yes, but in fact she didn't want to say that.

    That night, because the negotiation of the land use fee with the local government leaders went well, the talented person came back very late after having a banquet for the relevant personnel.  He looked at his cell phone. This was Hashungerili's fourth call. He had to say that he would call her again when he returned to the hotel. Now that he was back at the hotel, he called her back.

    The gifted scholar made this call with reluctance, but the words in his mouth were soft: "Hashun Gerili! I drank a little too much today. I'm really sorry to call you back."

    "Hey! I've been waiting too long, why don't I talk anymore?"

    "Did you go out for a walk today? The air outside is so good tonight!"

    "You're talking about Inner Mongolia. We can't do it at home. When there's no wind, the car exhaust is choking in the evening! It's not like you don't know."

    "Then why don't you go for a walk, browse the store, and go shopping!"

    "By the way, when are you coming back? The nanny wants to go home these few days. I'm afraid to stay at home after she leaves."

    "Don't worry, there is another week."

    "Hi! I won't chat with you anymore, I'm sleepy."

    "Well, go to sleep, I'm tired too."

    The next day, the wit got up very late, opened the window, and saw that the sun outside was very bright.  After washing up, Caizi ran to the small garden downstairs of the hotel for a stroll. The sun shone on her body, bringing warmth to her body. Although the leaves had fallen from the trees, Fengzi was swaying the bare treetops.

    I walked around aimlessly in the small garden and felt that I had enough sunshine!  Return to the room.  Call Shanglaohai and eat snacks on the street.

    Today he has no entertainment, the staff went through some formalities according to the regulations, and he was free.  After eating breakfast, the wit felt bored.  Suddenly remembered the work of another wind farm. He wanted to check the location of that wind farm first, so that he could proceed to the next step.

    The two returned to the hotel, grabbed the engineer, and headed north according to the map.

    This well-tested location is theoretically very suitable for the development of wind power.

    Caizi didn't return to the urban area until evening, when the curtain fell, the lights were shining, pedestrians were everywhere on the street, cars were honking from time to time, and the neon advertisements on the shops were dotted.  A very large city indicates the prosperity of the city.

    The genius asked Lao Hai and the engineer if they would like to eat some local flavors, and the two of them naturally agreed. The three of them walked around the street, and the three of them walked into a snack shop. There were many people eating here, and it was not a big restaurant.  An old man began to introduce these snacks with the most Mongolian characteristics, the characteristics of the snacks, the attention to dining, and the traditional customs.  The wit became interested, and ordered two glasses of wine and one for each engineer.

    The gifted man was drinking while drinking and talking to the old man. Although the old man didn't speak Chinese well, he could understand it.

    The gifted man and the old man got along very well, and when the old man got excited, he took out a huqin and played some famous prairie songs "Horse Racing", "Beautiful Grassland My Home", "Paradise Grassland" to the guests who came here for dinner.  , "Swan Goose", "Gada Mei"??" These familiar songs.

    The beautiful and melodious sound of the piano made the talented man a little intoxicated, and he quickly eliminated the strange feeling of being far away from home.

    After that, the gifted scholar often came to this snack shop to sit down, enjoying the snacks while listening to the old man's huqin.

    This old man can be said to be quite professional, and his playing techniques are very rich, sometimes vibrato, sometimes natural overtone, sometimes manual overtone, sometimes vibrato, sometimes pad glide, sometimes plucked strings, sometimes bow bow, sometimes bow bow, sometimes bow trembling  , Sometimes throwing the bow, playing each piece of music is sometimes deep, sometimes cheerful, sometimes festive, sometimes sad, sometimes silent, sometimes magnificent.  His picturesque and infectious performance brought those who were lucky enough to appreciate it into the state of art, and forgot to eat, drink tea, and forget everything around them for a while.

    Every time the performance ends, there will be a burst of praise.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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