Automotive Black Technology Chapter 442: : You were the first to speak!

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The distance from the Hilton Hotel to the nearest large emergency center is actually less than ten kilometers. But after being dodged by Li Fanyu, he was far away.

Then I met the mounted police and came back again...

After nearly 20 kilometers of extreme drifting back and forth, Xu Lin had already started to roll his eyes when he arrived at the emergency center - he was motion sick and wanted to vomit, but his muscles were stiff and he couldn't vomit, and his throat was so clogged.

"Director Xu, if you try to think of Qingyu again, or do anything detrimental to her. I think you will encounter such a thing as sudden fainting in the future."

This was the last sentence Xu Lin heard before losing consciousness.

When he was unconscious, he saw a group of people rushing around and carrying him onto a stretcher.

"Finally...liberated from hell..." Seeing the rescue workers in blue, Xu Lin seemed to have really seen an angel.

In the emergency center, a group of doctors were surrounding Xu Lin and conducting intense rescue work.

"Quick! The patient's larynx is blocked by foreign matter in the cavity, and the muscles are stiff and cannot be cleared. Let's perform laryngeal incision surgery!"

"The patient's heart rate is extremely low, add epinephrine!"

In this tense atmosphere, Li Fanyu only left the name "Lei Feng" after being asked by people around him.

After that, he left quietly, hiding his merit and fame.

……

By the time Li Fanyu drove the car back to Zhou Qingyu's hotel, it was already late at night. The lights are on, the night is dark, and the night in Los Angeles is even busier than the day.

But when Zhou Qingyu opened the door, the room was completely dark, with no lights on.

"Have you been drinking?" Li Fanyu wrinkled his nose and asked about the faint smell of alcohol in the room.

Seeing that he was coming, Zhou Qingyu turned on the light.

Under the light, Li Fanyu noticed that her face was flushed. Perhaps for the sake of comfort, Zhou Qingyu, who was alone in the room, dressed quite sparingly. A pair of white silk pajamas showed off her curvy figure.

"They say wine can relieve sorrow, so I gave it a try."

Li Fanyu put the car keys on the table and said with a smile, "Have you never heard of drinking to drown your sorrows? It's not a big deal, right? I've parked the car for you in the underground parking lot, too If it’s too late, I’ll go back first.”

Seeing that he was about to leave, Zhou Qingyu hesitated slightly, "Well... can you talk to me?"

Li Fanyu was stunned. Seeing that she was in poor condition and her face was full of depression, he nodded.

Zhou Qingyu smiled bitterly, led him to sit on the sofa, took a glass, poured half a glass of whiskey and handed it over. Then he lay down on the soft sofa in a paralyzed posture.

Silence...

Li Fanyu looked at Zhou Qingyu who was sipping wine and not speaking, and said helplessly: "Don't you want to talk?"

Zhou Qingyu smiled bitterly, "I don't know where to start."

"Um... how about starting from the time you were born? You said, I will record it for you, and maybe I can publish an autobiography. If it is published and sells well, I can share some of the royalties."

Zhou Qingyu was happy, "poor-tongued,"

Li Fanyu was also happy and pretended to be interviewing, "Seeing as you are going to hold a complaint meeting, let's start with your worries. Ahem, may I ask Miss Zhou Qingyu, as a supermodel, what worries you?"

Mentioning this, Zhou Qingyu's face darkened, "There are so many worries. When I was not famous before, it was too hard to be famous. I ran around for interviews every day. In order to get rid of my mother's control over me, then I was very strong at that time, so I wanted to be financially independent. What I was most worried about was failing the interview.

Because no interview means no job, and no salary tomorrow. I remember once I was in London and went for an interview with a fever of 40 degrees. Later, I got an interview, but because I had to rush to the show, I was burning like charcoal and had to eat and sleep at the show.

I had no experience at the time and didn’t know how to shape concave shapes. Even if you pose until you vomit, you cannot satisfy the photographer, and you are often disliked. You can't cry even if you feel sad. If you cry, your makeup will be ruined and you will become even more disgusted. At that time, I thought it would be nice to wait until I became famous.

A few years have passed, and now I am finally in the circle of first-line models. But... I found more troubles. This kind of prejudice, this kind of jealousy, this kind of coveting..."

Li Fanyu listened to her complaint and said nothing.

In his impression, Zhou Qingyu became famous at a young age. Before the age of twenty, he had already become a supermodel and entered the forefront of the international fashion industry. Such a girl is undoubtedly one of those proud girls, but she never expected that behind her success there would be so much bitterness and helplessness.

He took a sip of wine and comforted: "If you don't make people jealous, you are mediocre. Apart from these, isn't it good now?"

"Really?" Zhou Qingyu was probably really drunk, and she staggered a little when she got up from the sofa. Standing in front of Li Fanyu, he turned around like a butterfly, "How is my figure?"

As her body turned, the silk pajamas as thin as cicada wings flew up, and the exposed strands of white skin made Li Fanyu dizzy.

"Ahem...ok,"

Zhou Qingyu’s eyes were blurry and she didn’t notice the slight blush on his face, “You still don’t know I’m a foodie, right?”

Li Fan smiled foolishly.

He really knows this! Zhou Qingyu had been to his house, and after that she still couldn't forget Ma Li's craftsmanship.

"Oh, I forgot that I went to your house for dinner. But what you don't know is that when I returned to the hotel from your house, I took emetics and vomited out everything I had eaten. Every time I If you eat a little more outside, you have to do this.”

Li Fanyu was stunned, "Isn't this self-mutilation?"

"Yes, but what can be done to keep in shape? But...both the figure and the face are actually a burden in addition to satisfying the career. Sometimes I wonder, if it is a little worse, will I not be If so many people are jealous, then there won’t be so much trouble.”

Li Fanyu stood up and helped her sit on the sofa, "How drunk are you? Don't think so much."

This guy has a serious look on his face, but at this moment his heart is actually broken.

Under Zhou Qingyu's drunken state, her loveliness had already leaked out. Her thin pajamas had become untidy due to her actions just now, revealing her long, white thighs and smooth and tender breasts.

Everything is so perfect, posing a fatal challenge to a man's moral bottom line.

He was worried at this moment, but his self-control was reminding him; Damn, something will happen if you don’t leave, Brother Fan!

"Ahem, it's late, I have to go back. By the way, don't worry about Xu Lin, I've already talked to him."

He was about to get up, but Zhou Qingyu grabbed him, "I know you went to find him."

Li Fanyu was shocked; couldn't things have been revealed?

No, the plan is quite secretive.

Seeing his confusion, Zhou Qingyu whispered, "I called him when I came back."

Call? Did you leave your phone in the car?

No way...fuck! Could it be that you agreed to that thing?

This rhythm is to get yourself drunk and deliver it to your door?

Thinking of this, Li Fanyu said angrily: "You didn't promise him, did you?"

"What are you thinking!"

Seeing that Li Fanyu actually thought that he would choose to give in, Zhou Qingyu's drunken state added a layer of anger.

"I...I won't quarrel. I felt that I was too weak when I faced his threat at noon...I organized my language after I came back and scolded him again on the phone."

Poof!

Li Fanyu sprayed directly,

Miss, you think you didn’t perform well, please load the file and start over again!

"Xiaofan...thank you, thank you for what you have done for me..."

Li Fanyu waved his hand, "Hi. Raise your hand...um..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt his eyes darken and his lips softened.

Suddenly, my tongue felt moist and soft, and a sweet smell mixed with alcohol.

You did it first...ah, no, you did it with your mouth!

His heart trembled and he thought to himself.