298 Provoke Fengyue

After returning to Kyoto, Zhao Pingjin immediately began to get busy.

The progress of Shen Du's side was not very smooth, and the presidents who were very face-saving on weekdays could not be excused, so Zhao Pingjin had to go out in person.

He set up a banquet at the Fengnan Mansion.

That night, several people invited to the banquet went to the appointment on time, but Zhao Pingjin was slightly late by more than ten minutes.

Shen Du was anxious in his heart, and raised his wrist to look at his watch from time to time, and the few people sitting down also showed a whisper on their faces.

Fortunately, ten minutes later, the door of the box opened from the outside, and everyone's eyes looked over, and they saw a man in a black business suit, with a tall and tall posture striding towards the meteor.

As soon as he appeared, it seemed that the resplendent color of the scene had faded into a dim background, and everyone was not convinced in their hearts.

These people have all dealt with Zhao Pingjin in the early years, and they are all acquaintances, but in just a few months, his aura is so powerful that if he passes this hurdle, the future is really immeasurable.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault that something delayed for a while."

Zhao Pingjin didn't talk nonsense, he directly poured wine, he fined three glasses in a row to make amends, and a few people couldn't say anything, so they laughed and greeted after sitting down.

But halfway through, Zhao Pingjin always felt that someone looked at him from time to time.

He looked over quietly, and noticed that several people were the one who was looking at the horse, with a female companion by his side, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, very beautiful, very temperamental, and very cultivated.

can make this governor of Zhou Da openly take her in and out of such an occasion without hesitation, which shows that she has a great status in the hearts of men.

When the woman touched his gaze, her eyes averted, but her cheeks were faintly red.

Zhao Pingjin once asked Shen Du to investigate a few people, but all people have desires and shortcomings, as long as they can be found, that is the breakthrough point.

And now it seems that this woman is a breakthrough.

After three rounds of drinking, Zhao Pingjin confessed and got up to go to the bathroom.

When he came out, he saw the lady in front of the sink touching up her makeup.

This kind of occasion is naturally not suitable for greetings, Zhao Pingjin just didn't see it, and walked out.

Chen Lu spun on the lipstick and put it in the bag, and accidentally the lipstick fell off, and the bones rolled not far from Zhao Pingjin's feet.

Chen Lu hurriedly walked over to pick it up with her high heels, but Zhao Pingjin had already bent down to pick up the lipstick.

Seeing Chen Lu's two slender calves wrapped in black stockings, he looked away calmly, got up, and handed her the lipstick.

Chen Lu took it, and the tips of his fingers seemed to rub his palm unconsciously: "Thank you, Mr. Zhao." ”

"Miss Chen is polite." Zhao Pingjin's eyes suddenly turned a little colder, and he said lightly, and he was about to leave.

Chen Lu put the lipstick back in her bag and went straight to the point: "Mr. Zhao...... What you want to do, I can help you. ”

Zhao Pingjin raised his eyebrows slightly: "What do you say." ”

"Zhou Xingwang listens to me the most, as long as it is my request, he will definitely agree."

"What are Miss Chen's conditions?" Zhao Pingjin looked at her condescendingly.

At such a close distance, this man is even more handsome, and Chen Lu couldn't help but lick his slightly dry lips and took a step forward: "I just want to make friends with Mr. Zhao." ”

Chen Lu lowered her eyes, but the corners of Yanran's lips hooked a light smile, she opened the bag and handed Zhao Pingjin a card-like thing: "See you at this place at eight o'clock tomorrow night, if Mr. Zhao is willing to make a deal with me, come over on time." ”

Zhao Pingjin stretched out his hand to take it, Chen Lu smiled at him, and then turned around and left.

Zhao Pingjin's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he endured the discomfort and looked at the card in his hand.

It is a leisure place in Nanxili, where Kyoto ladies love to go in private, although I don't know what medicine is sold in the gourd of this woman, but for Zhao Pingjin, as long as the goal can be achieved, Longtan Tiger's Den can also go to break through.

It's just that what makes him a little headache is that he originally promised to take Xu He to dinner and watch a movie tomorrow night.

Now it seems that it can only be pushed back for the time being.

Zhao Pingjin drank a lot tonight, and when he went downstairs, his steps were a little staggering.

Zheng Fan and another assistant, Xiao Li, helped him out of the elevator, and Zhao Pingjin felt a splitting headache after getting into the car.

Zheng Fan took out the decanting candy from the car and asked him to take it first, but it was completely useless.

"Mr. Zhao, otherwise, let's go to the hospital first."

Zheng Fan was a little worried about his stomach.

Although Zhao Pingjin rarely gets sick, he is very serious and scary when he is sick.

He drank too much alcohol in the past year, and he had stomach aches several times.

Zhao Pingjin shook his head: "Go back to Lufeng Mansion." ”

Zheng Fan wanted to persuade him, but he also knew his temperament, so he could only tell the driver to drive.

On the way back, Zhao Pingjin vomited twice, drank with a few old things at night, barely ate a few mouthfuls of food, and his stomach was burning and uncomfortable.

Zheng Fan once again proposed to go to the hospital first, but Zhao Pingjin still shook his head.

It's almost one o'clock in the morning, and Xu He must not have fallen asleep yet.

Zhao Pingjin knew that if he didn't go back to accompany her, she would be afraid that she would not be able to sleep this night.

When I arrived at the Lufeng Mansion, before I got out of the car, I saw a faint light in the bedroom.

Zhao Pingjin pressed his stomach that was faintly painful, asked Zheng Fan and his assistant to go back to rest, and he walked straight to Building No. 1.

After drinking a bowl of sobering soup downstairs and taking medicine, Zhao Pingjin took off his coat that was full of alcohol before going upstairs.