The prosperity of a city is often reflected in the showiness of its night markets. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Jianglan city center has always maintained its unique style of a city that never sleeps, both before and after the catastrophe.

Even at night, the brightly lit streets are bustling with traffic, and rows of shimmering and colourful signboards stand above the nightclubs on either side of the street.

Lin Fan silently followed a black figure not far in front of him, shuttling through the crowd of people coming and going.

People who are active at night in cities often experience a busy day and choose to go out at night in search of ways to relieve stress. The bar was clearly the best place for night-time business, with fashionably dressed men and women constantly coming and going from bar to bar with English signs, and in the bar sat all sorts of people, from city leaders to newly rescued survivors, all of whom had one thing in common—alone or around the waist of a young lady sipping the glass in their glasses.

They watched the young dancers on stage dressed in sexy and voluptuous clothes, writhing their hot bodies, and dancing in a lustful dance. Bursts of cheers filled with admiration and lust came from under the stage one after another. And when the dancers dance to the rhythm of the music to the climax, their ecstatic body movements make the men's faces red, the blood all over their bodies keeps pouring up to the head, they keep screaming, and even some men begin to gradually lose their minds, if it is not for the security guards, I am afraid that the young dancer will be attacked by the crazy men who are crazy about it.

As the dance came to an end, the cheerful dance music ended, and the dancers ended the dance with an extremely beautiful movement, and then thunderous applause and cheers once again continued throughout the audience.

After dancing this dance, the dancer slowly walked to the audience sitting at the wine table to watch the dance, holding a rusty iron basin in her hand, bowing her head in front of the audience, and then gently presenting the iron basin in her hand in front of the audience.

Some spectators looked at the dancer in front of him, smiling lewdly, he reached out and threw a few coins into the iron basin, and then slowly moved along the dancer's thigh upwards, the dancer's face turned red, but did not resist, still smiling; The dancer came to a slightly emaciated spectator, who without hesitation took a large handful of bills from his pocket and gently placed them in the iron basin, and then said something to the dancer, who looked up at the audience with a grateful look on her face. The audience looked to be in their twenties, but an angular face seemed far more mature than his peers, and a pair of lilac eyes were full of tenderness at this time. The dancer bowed deeply to the young audience member a few times, then hurriedly turned around and walked over to another audience member......

And it was only at this time that everyone woke up like a dream.

This is just an ordinary woman who is forced to the point of desperation by survival.

"Okay, the street is over, the dance is over, the grace is over, it's time to go, the money in the wallet is enough for you to use for a while, you can come back next time, but don't let everyone wait too long." Beside the lilac-eyed spectator, a man dressed in black suddenly appeared, who had not appeared before, and as if he had never left.

"Got it."

The young spectator with lilac eyes picked up a glass full of wine from the wine table again, and the color of the wine was almost indistinguishable under the colorful lights.

Lin Fan slowly raised the wine glass to his mouth, sniffed it gently, and then drank it all.

"This glass is a spirit."

A black Mercedes was speeding down the highway, like a cheetah chasing prey in the dark, and the other cars were left behind.

Lin Fan turned his head to look at the rapidly receding woods and street lamps outside the car window, his expression slightly sluggish.

"Are you tired?" Liu Yun, who was sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly spoke.

"I said, can you concentrate while driving? I don't want to see a bizarre headline in the newspapers tomorrow: 'A Mercedes-Benz sports car deviated from the highway and crashed into the woods, the body exploded and the car was empty,'" Lin Fan pouted and said.

"We're here soon, can you see the patriarch in such a state?" Liu Yun ignored Lin Fan's ridicule and asked.

"I'm just thinking about something, besides, is there anyone in this world who doesn't worry about a lot of things all the time?" Lin Fan still looked out of the car window and said.

Liu Yun didn't say anything more, and focused his attention on driving again.

"We're here." Liu Yun opened his mouth to break the silence.

Finally, the black Mercedes crossed the highway and reached the other end of the city, while a towering building stood quietly on the side of the street not far away, and a row of large block letters stood on it - Liu's Petroleum International Co., Ltd.

Liu Yun parked the car at the bottom of the building, and then opened the door, and Lin Fan and Liu Yun walked out of the black Mercedes one after another. Then the two slowly entered the open door of the building.

Lin Fan and Liu Yun followed the elevator to the fiftieth floor of the building, and the entire building is more than sixty stories high, and it is not too much to describe it as towering in the clouds.

The elevator door opened, and Lin Fan and Liu Yun walked down the corridor, with a few staff members in white shirts shuttling back and forth between the rooms along the way.

"In the evening, there are fewer people working the night shift, so it doesn't look crowded." Liu Yun said lightly, "This building is the company's headquarters, and the staff here are the core personnel of the company, and the number of people is less than that of all branches." ”

Lin Fan nodded, the general international enterprise company backbone elite will be concentrated in the headquarters.

Liu Yun and Lin Fan walked to a room at the end of the corridor, and three words were displayed on the door - conference room.

"Remember not to be too nervous when you see the parents, relax and be natural, and never lie to the parents." Liu Yun looked directly into Lin Fan's eyes, and his voice was slightly serious.

Lin Fan's face was calm and he nodded slightly.

Liu Yun didn't say much, and knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

A faint echo came from the room.

Liu Yun gently pushed open the door of the conference room, and the spacious indoor environment was presented in front of Lin Fan's eyes. At the end of a conference table more than ten meters long in the room, there sat a middle-aged man in a black kimono, who looked ordinary and looked down at a thick book on the table.

Obviously, this person is Liu Tao, the head of Liu's Petroleum International Co., Ltd.

"Patriarch, I brought you the person you want to meet." Liu Yun walked to the side of the man in the kimono and said respectfully.

Liu Tao slowly closed the heavy book, raised his head and looked at Lin Fan who was standing beside Liu Yun. At this time, Lin Fan's gaze and Liu Tao's gaze met.