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刘泳看着饶玲玲,束手无策。作为出版人,饶玲玲无疑是最好的,敬业,聪明,敏锐,珍惜每一页纸张,善于整束所有人的资源。作为一个女人,她一塌糊涂。没有结婚,没有孩子,没有信仰,基本上是靠着虚荣心在工作。还有最要命的一点,就是酗酒。此时,2012年1月22号,除夕夜,她坐在刘泳在北京的寓所,已经喝了七个小时。有那么几个时刻,她似乎已把刘泳当成酒保,不时用食指敲敲桌台,示意他把酒给她续上。她身材高瘦,令人想起福楼拜那个著名的比喻,裹在衣服里,如同一柄剑插在剑鞘。她喝掉了自己带给刘泳
Liu Yong looked Rao Lingling, helpless. As a publisher, Rao Lingling is undoubtedly the best, dedicated, smart, sensitive, cherish every page of paper, good at the resources of the whole bunch. As a woman, she was in a mess. No marriage, no children, no faith, basically rely on vanity at work. And the most deadly thing is alcoholism. At this point, January 22, 2012, New Year’s Eve, she sat in the residence of Liu Yong in Beijing, has been drinking seven hours. For a few moments, she seemed to have treated Liu Yong as a barman, knocking on the table with her index finger from time to time, signaling him to keep the wine on her. She is tall and thin, reminiscent of the famous Flaubert metaphor, wrapped in clothes, as a sword inserted in the scabbard. She drank himself to Liu Yong