Chapter 317: No Good Feast (2)

This was the first time Sun Suhe met all the backbones of the Bamboo Forest Trading Company. They were dressed in elegant dresses, some were well-textured gowns, and some were well-cut suits, although they were all deliberately restrained at this time, and they were not visible, but Sun Suhe could clearly feel the extraordinary bearing of each of them.

Now, these heroes are all bent in front of them, and this scene really has an unimaginable impact, looking at this blue-gray, charcoal-black, dark blue...... Sun Suhe couldn't help but feel heartfelt emotion in his heart: no wonder how many people pursue power at any cost and by any means, just because power itself does have a pure attraction that goes straight to the depths of the soul, it is conquering and dominating, it is the embodiment of primitive desires in human nature, like an aphrodisiac that directly stimulates the original desire.

The organizational structure of the Bamboo Forest Trading Company is partly borrowed from the gangs in the past, which can be seen from their habit of calling their own brains "old man". Although the name of the trading company is the name of the gang, the superior holds not only the power of leadership and command, but also the absolute authority of life and death. Sun Suhe knew what it meant for everyone to do this, and the invisible power had a heavier weight than fine iron.

However, in the case of Sun Suhe himself, in addition to really feeling a strong shock, he did not have much power in his hands, and he was full of excitement, but ...... On the contrary, I feel a little uncomfortable.

"Ha, I'm really not this piece of material. Sun Suhe laughed self-deprecatingly.

He remembered the classic gangster image he often saw in gangster movies: wearing a black trench coat, wearing big sunglasses, holding a cigar, walking with the wind, followed by a large group of younger brothers, as long as his shoulders shook slightly, one younger brother immediately caught the fallen trench coat, and then another junior brother carefully lit a cigar for the boss.

At this time, the boss calmly took a puff of cigar, the orange light shone obliquely, and in the hazy smoke, the boss's slightly raised side face seemed to be expressionless, and seemed to be full of loneliness that no one could understand.

So stylish, so chic, so manly...... Such an image is simply irresistible for many boys. Sun Suhe also has such feelings, he once watched a classic gangster movie at home alone, and his blood boiled, picking up two chocolate bars as pistols and constantly changing postures to aim everywhere, and holding half of a ham sausage in his mouth as a cigar, after a random shot, he put down the chocolate bar, lit half of the draft paper and shook it calmly, as if he was really lighting a cigarette with a hundred-yuan bill.

However, now that he is really in this situation, he has completely lost that sense of substitution, and obviously feels that his personality and emotions are detached from this role. There is a sense of excitement and fun of role-playing, which is carefully beating in my heart. It seems that I, the gangster who smokes ham sausage cigars, is really not that material, haha, or the leisurely idler life is more in line with my temperament.

But now, no matter whether you are comfortable or not, Xi is not used to it, in this play, since the protagonist has appeared on the stage, there is no room for a little stage fright, and there is still a good show to sing next.

Alice and Sun Suhe returned the salute without humility or arrogance.

"Hello everyone, I'm Sun Suhe. ”

"Alice. ”

After briefly meeting the ceremony, Sun Suhe wondered if he should say a few words at this time? However, what should he say? Those leaders can easily come up with an important instruction, and closing their eyes is the three key points and five suggestions...... It wasn't that easy.

Sun Suhe thought about it, instead of squeaking and whining for a long time, or talking at length about something that is not nutritious, it is better not to say it, he smiled slightly, mysterious, lonely, and walked upstairs first under the guidance of the private kitchen manager.

Everyone in the bamboo forest trading company didn't think it was different, the old man used to open Chrysostom rarely, and he usually didn't show up much and didn't take care of things, and everyone was used to it. They deliberately took a few steps behind and followed Sun Suhe upstairs.

Walking up the stairs and walking through the corridor, Sun Suhe noticed that the footsteps behind him were actually uniform, so many people were able to do not even mess with the footsteps without prior agreement and training, which shows that the rules set by the old man are indeed extremely strict, and they have been engraved in their bones.

However, Sun Suhe also felt that there were several vague gazes piercing his back, as if he wanted to see himself through, if he was an ordinary person, he would either not feel these gazes, and once he felt it, he would feel that the stab was on his back, and it was easy to overreact.

But Sun Su He'an's Ruosu, his heart has been tempered by all kinds of thrilling encounters these days, and he is no longer a fledgling hairy boy, and he can still talk and laugh in the face of Yates's gaze, and he doesn't care about this secret snooping at all.

Those glances quickly faded. Are you testing me? Sun Suhe was not surprised, he had already known that this group of people was not so simple and willing to put their lives in his hands, even if he showed enough strength, but strength was an important factor in making people surrender and loyal, but it was never the only factor.

The private chef manager led Sun Suyi to the best position where he could enjoy the lake and mountains, in the huge room, the evergreen mountains were close at hand, and the lake ripples in the distance, such as Xizi frowning, beautiful. It's not a feast yet, it's a feast for the eyes, and it's really a first-class place.

"Really nice place. Sun Suhe couldn't help but praise, and a few people in the Bamboo Forest Trading Company couldn't help but praise loudly, and the atmosphere was a lot more lively all of a sudden.

Cai Xunru smiled and arranged for everyone to sit down at a large round table with yellow flowers, Sun Suhe naturally sat in the main seat, Alice and Cai Xunru sat beside him, and the others had their own positions according to their identities.

Sun Suhe was dazzled, my God, is there so much attention to sitting in a seat? Thanks to Lao Cai's presence, otherwise I would have to wait until tomorrow to arrange my seats.

Cai Xunru personally set the recipe for tonight, which is a new style of cuisine that combines Chinese and Western, with a separate meal system, and the first plate is a molecular dish that Sun Suhe can't tell what it is at all. An all-white egg-shaped dish reclines on a delicately plated plain porcelain plate. Sun Suhe took a sip, and a novel taste experience bloomed fiercely between his lips and teeth, and he didn't even know whether to say whether it was delicious or not, because it was completely outside the boundaries of his taste, and only one thing was for sure, and that was that the dish was really interesting.

Cai Xunru smiled and stirred up the topic with dishes, skillfully guiding the atmosphere of the banquet, and the laughter gradually rang out, and the atmosphere became warm and harmonious.

But Sun Suhe noticed that there was a person who was always gloomy and silent. This person's surname is Tian Mingxiong, Sun Suhe has carefully read the information provided by Cai Xunru, and is familiar with the simple situation of everyone present.

The appetizer is followed by the soup, which is a unique and unique taste. It wasn't until the third side dish was served that Tian Xiong took a sip of the wine that went well with the side dish, and then pressed the wine glass directly on the table with a snap and crushed it.

The loud sound of the wine glass popping brought the conversation and laughter on the table to an abrupt end, and the undercurrent surged in the extremely embarrassing silence, Tian Xiong still didn't say a word, holding a napkin and cleaning up the wine stains and glass shards in his palms.

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