"Jun Chen, thank you!"

Song Nai smiled sweetly, this was the happiest moment Chen Daojun had ever seen since he met her.

"Songna, as long as you work hard, you will have a bright and bright future."

"Hmm!"

Infected by her emotions, Chen Daojun's tense mood was also slightly relieved.

And so it went by another week.

Like a 9-to-5 school, Matsuna followed him.

As soon as Chen Daojun walked to the door of Hyung-joon, he found that he and Suzuki opened the door and chatted, bursting with laughter.

"Daojun, your school is a day, brother, I'm so bored in the hotel!"

When Hyung-joon saw him come back, he greeted him happily.

He seems to have just gotten up, directly the head of the chicken nest, his face is greasy, and he sits with Suzuki, without a personal image at all.

However, Suzuki didn't mind at all, what a good friend!

Chen Daojun gave the room card to Song Nai, motioned for her to put her things into the room, held the threshold with one hand, and teased:

"Why don't you help me go to class, just during the day, and go to the custom shop to write essays at night?"

"Not a good idea!"

Suzuki seemed to think of something in mind, and he was overjoyed and applauded.

"Heh, it's impossible to go to class, guy."

Hyung-joon didn't know what kind of snack he stuffed into his mouth, and muttered.

Chen Daojun stood in front of him and asked meaningfully, "Brother, have you forgotten something?" ”

He asked deliberately.

Hyung-joon scratched his hair and couldn't seem to remember anything: "What else could be the matter?" ”

In Dojun's disappointed eyes, he and Suzuki smiled, and removed the pillow from the sofa, revealing a wooden box.

“Happy birthday！”

How can you do this?

Chen Daojun opened the box, and inside was a Patek Philippe diamond-set men's watch.

Chen Daojun was surprised, the price on this watch was 1.53 million US dollars.

"Brother, you're a bit of a waste of money......"

This money must have been bought by Hyungjun out of his own pocket, and it is estimated that it has cost him a lot of savings, and he will have to eat soil for a while.

Ten for nine and 100 for 20 are two different concepts.

"No one can own Patek Philippe, it's just for the next generation", this sentence is a classic Patek Philippe advertising slogan, not only a slogan, but also a true portrayal.

"Seeing that you have been obsessed with your studies recently and can't extricate yourself from the little maid, how can it be good to be an older brother to disturb you, but your birthday will not be forgotten no matter what, wear it!"

Hyungjun took out the mandarin duck snail storage bag and unfastened the wrist buckle of the watch: "Because I want to surprise you, I will customize it for you according to my wrist, you try!" ”

It was difficult to resist the hospitality, Chen Daojun put on the watch, and the cold case was on his hand, but Chen Daojun's heart was hot.

Something suddenly occurred to him, and he turned his head to remind Suzuki:

"Suzuki-kun, I heard that writing a graduation thesis requires a serious preliminary investigation and writing an investigation report, and my brother has been here for so long, it feels a little deserted."

Suzuki heard the song and knew what it meant, pulled the bewildered Hyung-joon to get up and took him to the bathroom.

The latter looked confused.

"Hey, you kid, what's the matter?"

Chen Daojun sighed: "Brother, today is my birthday, you plan to go out to eat with us with this dignity, this is too cheap." ”

"What nonsense, I'm a Virgo boy, I love cleanliness by nature, and now I've just woken up, you wait."

Chen Hengjun rummaged through the cupboard for some clothes and hurriedly killed them.

Ten minutes later, Chen Hengjun appeared again in a handsome suit.

"Why do you think of me like that?"

Chen Hengjun is a little weak-hearted, he has always disliked wearing formal clothes, but I heard that in the country of Dongying, he is very formal, and he reluctantly follows the customs.

"No, it's handsome!"

Suzuki's eyes widened, three years classmate, and it was the first time he had seen Hang Er Lang Dang Hyung Joon wear this.

Well, though, let's be honest.

The two brothers, Jin Hyung-jun and Do-jun, go to two extremes.

Chen Daojun perfectly inherited the excellent genes of his parents, while Hyungjun missed perfectly.

Therefore, after wearing this suit, Suzuki can only use the word "fit" to describe it.

Sitting on Suzuki's sports car, facing the whistling air, Chen Daojun's eyes were also excited.

"Hurry up, as fast as you can!"

Even Chen Hyung-jun began to urge.

Finally an adult!

Chen Daojun returned from rebirth and dealt with all kinds of old oilers and bigwigs every day.

Over time, the mentality has become old.

Mao Xianmin is far away in the cold country, and Song Nai can only refuse if he doesn't know the details.

As the saying goes, there is wine today, and tomorrow is sad, and tomorrow is sad.

Chen Daojun silently made up his mind.

I've been in Tokyo for so long, and I just feel the coolness, and it's time to experience her warmth.

This time we had dinner at a restaurant called Hiroo Onogi.

It is said to be a modern Japanese restaurant with a menu that focuses on seafood, but with the addition of unexpected ingredients and seasonings, it is always pleasantly surprised.

It's just that the minds of the three of them are not on this.

The delicacies on the table didn't have many chopsticks.

After that, Suzuki took them to a shop called "Shibuya" in Ginza.

This is the bar with the most dazzling lights and the most promotional cars on the road in this bustling area.

Many foreign tourists who rush to the door will be stopped by security personnel.

The reason is that this is a membership-based club, and there is no introduction from "old customers", so you can only eat behind closed doors!

With Suzuki's guidance, Chen Daojun and they are naturally not among them.

Pass a retro 80's spiral staircase.

Chen Daojun noticed that most of the decorations here have gotten rid of the exaggerated aesthetic style of traditional pastimes in the past, and pay attention to secrecy.

Even in the show hall on the second floor, there is an area called "Black Bar", where VIPs can enjoy the performance while sipping special cocktails.

On each passing wall, there are pictures and presentations of different men and women, and of course, everyone is in a pseudonym.

"Usually open after 7 o'clock in the evening, the basic cost of each "Shibuya" girl is about 300,000 an hour, if you need to designate a certain girl, you need an additional 100,000 yuan, food and drink are calculated separately, and there is a 25% service charge at the end."

"Compared to those shops outside, this is a paradise, and ordinary people can't get in with money. These people who hang on the wall with photos are all invitation-only services, you pick the service, they pick the guests! ”

Suzuki briefly introduced it clearly, and at the same time reminded: "Say in advance, the owner of this store has a deep background, and the general service can be solved at a cost, but on the wall, you still have to pay attention, don't be impulsive, there are many people who have suffered losses before." ”

"That's kind of interesting!"

"Then let's all order the walls, I want to see what's so special?"

Chen Daojun's expectations are even more sufficient.

They entered the private room, and soon the waiter lit incense and brought drinks.

Three little girls came, two looked indifferent, and one was a little timid.

"Please advise, I'm in trouble"

Sitting next to Chen Daojun is a girl named Chiyoko who seems to have stars in her eyes, Chen Daojun picked, Japanese-Korean mixed-race, just came last week, and can speak Korean.

"Well, relax, let's just chat in Korean, let's open this cake box."

Chiyoko opened the box as she said, paused halfway and asked hesitantly, "You look different from others?" ”

"yes, isn't it like a star?" Chen Daojun moved his gaze to the curious girl and smiled slightly.

The girl blinked, shy, and lowered her head with a smile.

Rich and generous.

The corners of Chen Daojun's mouth went up, and there was something.

(End of chapter)