Reasons Not to Love

　　In the end, Martin still didn't dare to touch the normal-looking burger.

　　Who the hell knows if Oleg washed his hands of some sort of cloudy liquid before making it...

　　After a while, the restaurant closed, and Max and Caroline happily shared the tip, then took Martin back to their shabby apartment.

　　"Sorry...I know it's a bit messy...we're trying to start a business and Max's homemade cupcakes are amazing, she's a genius at baking!"

　　Caroline hurriedly packed up the underwear scattered on the sofa.

　　Martin looked left and right in his pocket: "Trust me Caroline, compared to what I imagined, this place is heaven!"

　　"I'm starting to like you, Martin." Max bumped Martin with his butt: "The group of well-dressed bastards you and I met are two races!"

　　"I like you too, Max's babies!" Martin glanced deliberately at the pair of bright meatballs.

　　Max has long been accustomed to this kind of joke with a little color, and twisted his body carelessly: "Okay, since Caroline's little butt ruined your supper, I will make it up, freshly baked cupcakes How about it?"

　　"Two dozen, I will share with my roommates and colleagues." Martin compared two with his hands: "Of course, I will also pay for it."

　　"Don't worry, I invited you."

　　Max waved his hand, and after changing his clothes, he held the basin and stirred the cake mix.

　　Martin walked around in the small apartment: "To be honest, I was a little worried after knowing that Caroline had left the hotel room, thinking that she would compete with a group of homeless people for a deck chair in the park, it seems to be not bad now, I'm so glad she met your kind friend..."

　　"Although she is hypocritical and naive, she sleeps and talks in her sleep, and she has to use hot water for bathing... But she is a woman, and she is fully qualified as a roommate."

　　Max turned to look at Caroline who was changing clothes in the bedroom, and kept complaining.

　　Martin laughed: "To be honest, I admire her very much. Not everyone can have the courage to face this kind of thing with optimism. She is very strong, isn't she?"

　　"It's hard to remember a vulgar princess?" Max tilted his head noncommittally. "Aren't all these stories supposed to have a handsome and rich prince? Will you be the one chosen?"

　　Martin shook his head: "I thought about helping her, but she refused."

　　"Poor people don't deserve self-esteem." Max kept spinning in circles with a blender: "She doesn't belong here, you should take her out of this bloody hell!"

　　"There are many ways for her to get out of here, such as finding a wealthy person to exchange her body for..." Martin said with a wry smile: "Pride is the only reason why she did not choose to fall, I dare not break it, Mike Do you understand?"

　　The living room fell silent for a while.

　　Caroline came out in that white Chanel dress: "What are you talking about?"

　　"We're talking about the need for free legal counsel for the cupcake business." Martin stood up and hugged Caroline and kissed: "Honey, your beauty lights up the dark night..."

　　"It's a pity that no matter how beautiful it is, it's useless." Caroline pretended to be coquettish: "Your heart is not with me, is it?"

　　"At least it's beating for you right now..."

　　Max, who was beside him, felt his goosebumps pop up: "Do you have to show the hypocrisy and promiscuity of the upper class in this apartment that rents less than 300 yuan a month?"

　　The two looked at each other and smiled, and a tongue kiss came to the heart.

　　After parting, Caroline went to the kitchen and tried to help, but was stopped by Max: "Don't touch the pure cake with your estrus body, go and have sex with him, I will serve the cake like the maids in the noble family. to your bed!"

　　"Max, can you be nice? Martin is our guest..."

　　Martin sat down on the sofa and watched with interest the two girls with very different styles bickering constantly.

　　After a while, Caroline took the carrot and ran to feed the race champion named Li Bao, and the kitchen finally stopped.

　　Max put the finished cake mold in the oven, then walked over to the sofa, reclined and sat down, looking at Martin thoughtfully.

　　"You seem to have something to say?"

　　"To be honest, you and Caroline look so right, they are the real prince and Cinderella, why don't you try to be together?"

　　Martin turned his head and glanced at the bottom of Max's looming skirt: "Want to hear the truth or a lie?"

　　"What is a lie?"

　　"If I'm with Caroline, how can I develop a super-friendly relationship with you?"

　　"Threesomes are not my style..." Max grinned: "What about the truth?"

　　Martin's eyes became somewhat mocking: "The wedding vows are so beautiful..."

　　"What do you mean?" Max was confused.

　　"I've seen a lot of divorced couples." Martin thought for a while and said, "Thinking about the solemn promises they made at the wedding, and looking at the scenes of them tearing up their faces for property during their divorce, I always feel that there are An inexplicable irony."

　　"Love is not like other things. It's not a one-person effort to get the perfect result. Instead of breaking up and breaking up, why not start at all and just enjoy the joy of being friends and running mates?"

　　"You're... a scumbag!"

　　Max made his evaluation through gritted teeth.

　　"Thank you for the compliment!" Martin nodded with a smile.

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　　A few days later, Martin Scott and senior partner Harvey Spector came to the Agreement Hotel with their secretary to recruit a new batch of paralegals for the firm.

　　In the business suite on the twentieth floor, an interviewee walked out feeling a little disappointed.

　　Harvey couldn't help it. He opened the door and looked at several Harvard Law graduates who were still waiting for interviews. He couldn't help sighing.

　　"I really don't know what's the use of leaving this group of idiots who only know how to read."

　　Martin sat in his chair flipping through the candidate's materials, and said without looking up, "Harvey, don't forget you were one of them."

　　"At least I won't show that stupid smirk." Harvey sat back in his chair and shook his head. "Do you have any good recommendations?"

　　"No, just find a girl." Martin threw the information in his hand on the table: "After all, Rachel is so charming, I don't worry about her staying with a Teddy full of unknown liquids."

　　Harvey glanced out, just in time to see what Rachel was writing on the desk, and her already hot body became even more concave and concave, and she couldn't help but compliment in her heart.

　　"The firm doesn't support office romances, and don't forget that you're only twenty-five years old, and you don't seem to be any different from those teddies."

　　"The difference is that I know how to appreciate it, and I'm also a senior lawyer in the firm!"

　　Martin shrugged nonchalantly and called out, "Next!"

　　Harvey's secretary, Donna, picked up the registration form and was about to call her name, but UU reading www.uukanshu.com saw a boy hurried in with a briefcase.

　　"Are you Nick?" Donna frowned and confirmed: "You are five minutes late according to the stipulated time. What reason do I have to ignore your mistake and let you participate in the interview?"

　　The boy looked left and right, then took a few deep breaths quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm just hiding from the police, so I don't care if you let me in for the interview."

　　Donna and Rachel were stunned, looked at each other and looked at the two lawyers in the suite with questions.

　　Harvey glanced at Martin, who spread his hands: "Looks like an interesting guy!"

　　The corners of Harvey's mouth rose slightly, and he winked at Donna outside.

　　"Mr Spector is ready, you can go in for the interview."

　　The boy was a little surprised, but seeing the disguised police officers getting closer and closer in the corridor outside, he finally decided to go ahead and talk about it.

　　"Hello, I'm Harvey Spector."

　　"Hi, I'm Mike, Mike Ross."

　　Mike Ross and Harvey reached out and shook hands, then turned to look at the young lawyer who was sitting beside him, squinting at him.

　　The young lawyer didn't even stand up: "You don't need to know my name before passing Harvey's interview."

　　Well, I originally thought that this young man who was not much older than himself was Harvey's assistant, but now it seems that he is not.

　　Just as Mike was about to sit down at the desk, the briefcase in his hand accidentally knocked against the corner of the desk, and seven or eight bags of marijuana in plastic bags scattered to the ground.

　　Mike was embarrassed, Harvey was surprised.

　　Only Martin whistled in amusing surprise.

　　That's right, the plot of "Suits" has also begun!