Causeway Bay, a street full of bars and disco bars, is full of people who come out to relax and thrill when night falls.

Regardless of the collapse of the stock market and property market in Xiangjiang, business here has not decreased at all.

Before the rise of Lan Kwai Fong, the bar entertainment in Xiangjiang was very scattered, but most of it was still in the Yau Tsim Mong area.

The market culture here is relatively strong, and it is also a place where the middle and lower classes of people in Xiangjiang live, so naturally there will be more entertainment.

If you cross the sea, Hong Kong Island is usually full of rich people or gringos, but there is no bustle here.

The business of bars and disco bars naturally cannot be the same for everyone.

One of the best ones, called "SUMA", was already lined up outside before eight o'clock.

Xiangjiang does not have the concept of every inch of land, it has more than 1,000 square meters, the box occupies a small half, and the rest is mostly open space.

The middle 500 square meters or so are crowded with people.

The ground is full of the latest imported steel plates, constantly vibrating, making people writhe more violently with the energetic music, and it is also more hilarious.

Both men and women are turning their heads and shaking their heads, swaying with the sweat and enthusiasm of youth.

The seven or eight young men who had just arrived had ordered their drinks and had found a place to sit down, they began to look around the dance floor to see what they were worthwhile.

"Hey, around that woman...... Why isn't there anyone around?" After a few glances, a young man with yellow hair pointed to the side in surprise.

Everyone followed his hand to take a look, it was really like this, obviously it was not a corner, but the woman who was not tall but was wearing a hot T-shirt and shorts actually had more than a meter of open space around her.

"Wow!"

The other young man with blond hair had better eyes, his eyes widened and he said, "This...... Look, doesn't she look like Rong'er?"

"Which Rong'er, your new look?" said his friend, laughing beside him.

"I'm grass, Huang Rong! Guo Jing's Huang Rong! Do you look like her?" the blonde young man couldn't help but complain.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has not been over for long, and Qiao Huang Rong is already the most popular beauty in Xiangjiang, and countless young people are obsessed with her.

"Hey, don't say it, it's a bit similar. ”

"yes, no matter, I'll give it a try right away!"

"I'll go too, if I can soak her, can I go to open a room tonight?"

A few people were about to move, and they wanted to leave the table.

At this time, the waiter who was putting down the drinks for them spoke, "Several, you still don't go." ”

"Why?"

The few people who stood up said impatiently.

"Aren't you wondering why Weng Meiling came, but no one dared to run to her to hook her up?" said the waiter slowly.

"Is it really her!?"

A few people were surprised, and one of them asked, "Is it because everyone likes her too much?

"Definitely not. ”

The waiter put the beer away, but didn't say anything more, but looked at them with a smile.

Everyone often comes out to play, how do you not know what the waiter means.

Close to his yellow hair, he reached out and shoved a hundred-dollar bill into his pocket.

The waiter smiled with satisfaction, "Look at the right corner again." ”

A few people followed what he said, and looked at a strange scene, only to see that the dense round table was originally full of people, but there were five tables that were very strange.

There was only one person at the middle table, holding a pen and a drawing board, writing and drawing.

Around him, at the four tables, two men sat each, a total of eight people, all in straight suits, with solemn faces, hands on their knees, not moving at all.

This strange atmosphere made the five tables incompatible with the surrounding environment, and no one dared to sit there.

"Isn't this a neurosis?" muttered the blond young man.

"If Junshao is all neurotic, then there will be no normal people in Xiangjiang. The waiter said with a smile.

"Jun Shao?" before one person could react, "Which one is it?"

"Yin Jun, Jun Shao!" the waiter looked at him strangely, "Didn't you see a few people around you, wearing the uniforms of the Kirin Security Team?"

"Grass!"

The blond-haired young man couldn't help but express his emotions.

Then he was very excited, dancing and saying: "I'm a fan of Junshao!

"I see!"

Compared with the bewilderment of his companions, the yellow-haired young man suddenly realized: "Rong'er was brought by Yin Jun!

"You're right. The waitress continued to laugh, "She came half an hour ago, and a few people recognized her, so they went to dance around her, and wanted to move their hands and feet, but they were dragged out by Junshao's bodyguards...... By the way, one of them was still stunned by the butt of the gun, and that was called a clean one! Everyone present was stunned!

Brother Yao, who was watching the scene, didn't even dare to let out a fart, and had to help drag people away. Then our boss hurriedly asked us to remind the new guests at each table not to mess with Miss Weng Meiling again, just let her play alone. Otherwise, after a big fuss later, not only will you be miserable, but we probably won't be able to open it!"

When several people heard this, they shuddered.

How hard is the butt of the gun, what is it like to be smashed on the head?

No.

The key is not that the butt of this gun is hard, but that Junshao's bodyguard wears a gun!

Who else would dare to fight against this Nima?

What's the matter, Brother Yao, if he doesn't kneel and apologize to Jun Shao, he can hold it!

Thinking that if there was no reminder from the waiter, they didn't know what the consequences would be if they went to tease Weng Meiling alive or dead, and they didn't tremble.

……

Weng Meiling was also clearly aware of the difference in the atmosphere around her.

Although the surroundings were very lively and I had a lot of fun, the group of people around me actually avoided me.

Come on!

Although I don't like to come into contact with these people, it's good for everyone to dance together!

As a result, there was no one around him.

Even if they moved their own steps, they also moved away, it was so depressing!

Even the dancers who led the atmosphere on the stage, their eyes were on their own, and they had to pause, and they seemed to be frightened.

If there's no excitement, it's not interesting.

Weng Meiling sighed, simply stopped bouncing, turned around and walked outside.

Seeing this little aunt leave, everyone squeezed out a passage one after another, and no one dared to contact Weng Meiling, lest they be beaten by the bodyguards later.

Quickly returning to Yin Jun's table, Weng Meiling picked up the beer she had left here, and drank the remaining half bottle with her head up.

"Ah...... It's so cool!"

Weng Meiling put down the wine bottle, sat comfortably on the chair, looked at Yin Jun, who was unresponsive, and felt a little depressed.

"Hey, I said big boss, are you so boring every day, is it interesting?" Weng Meiling reached out and poked Yin Jun, "I asked you to come and relax with me, but you moved the workbench here, are you worthy of me?"

Yin Jun raised his head, looked at Weng Meiling, and suddenly fell into a trance, overlapping her with another delicate and lovely girl.

In this case, Sophie Marceau also told herself some time ago.

"I don't really like to be busy. The young man put down the sketchpad in his hand, which seemed to be several portraits of sub-shots, "Sister Ling, I see that you are very happy to play alone, and no one dared to eat your tofu just now." ”

glanced at Yin Jun, Weng Meiling seemed to be a little thirsty, picked up Yin Jun's water glass, took a sip, and then looked at him stunned.

Yin Jun naturally knew what she was thinking, "You don't have to drink when you come to the bar, it's like going to eat and you don't have to eat, we can eat noodles." ”

"You ......"

Weng Meiling couldn't help but give Yin Jun a thumbs up, "Even if you are not the boss, you can definitely eat if you go to talk shows." ”

"How's it going, you're in a much better mood now, aren't you?" Yin Jun changed the subject.

"It's okay, but it's easy to think too much when you're idle. Weng Meiling honestly admitted.

This girl is sick.

Not physically, but mentally.

After Qiao Huang Rong became crazy and became popular, Weng Meiling was simply at a loss.

Everyone's popularity is one aspect, and she doesn't even know how she should star in TV series or movies in the future.

Because she herself is not a little sure that she can surpass Huang Rong's role.

The proudest thing for an actor is that he has created a classic role that others can't forget.

But on the other hand, the most painful thing for an actor is that he can only live in this role in his life.

Weng Meiling is obviously like this.

Even in her previous life, she was like this, so when her career was not going well, she met her boyfriend and cheated on her legs, so she committed suicide when she couldn't think about it for a while.

Yin Jun was on Kirin Satellite TV two days ago, and when he heard Xiao Sheng talk about Weng Meiling's problem, he asked her out to talk.

Unexpectedly, Weng Meiling made an appointment here, and Yin Jun could only accompany her.

When people are depressed, they need to vent for a while, but it doesn't mean that it's good to vent.

Just like drinking a broken love, drinking can relieve sorrows, but after waking up, it is often more painful.

Weng Meiling's attitude towards Yin Jun is very casual, so she also says it very bluntly.

"In fact, depression is more because there is nothing to do, and I am idle. Yin Jun thought for a moment, stood up, and stretched out his hand, "Let's go, I'll take you to a place, let's go there for a walk." ”

"Where are you going?" Weng Meiling obediently put her hand in Yin Jun's hand.

The two don't have any personal relationship, but they are closer than good friends.

Although Yin Jun is called "Sister Ling", in Weng Meiling's heart, Yin Jun is the big brother.

"You'll know when you go. ”

The young man smiled, took the petite young lady, and walked out.