Sunday at half past four in the afternoon, Rice Flower Hotel.

Akira Shinhara, dressed in a light orange short-sleeved plaid shirt and black trousers, stood at the familiar garden front door of the Rice Flower Hotel, followed by Nanfeng in a white polo shirt and black trousers.

"Mr. Shinhara, this is a party that the president invited you to, wouldn't it be nice for you to call me?" Nanfeng was a little hesitant, and looked at Shinhara Ming with a worried expression, as if he was a little uncertain in his heart.

Of course you have to come, but how can you put on a good show if you don't come? Shinhara glanced at Nanfeng, who was still uneasy, but shook his head and explained.

"It's okay, the president said that an entrepreneur wants to invest in my novel and make it a film and television, no matter what you say, you are also in charge of my editor, so it makes sense to come here."

After speaking, Akira Shinhara motioned for Nanfeng to follow, and then raised his feet and entered the Rice Flower Hotel, looking forward to what would happen next.

With the guidance of the waiter, he came to the "Qing'an Pavilion" box in the president's mouth, and Akira Shinhara opened the door and entered, and saw that there were already five people sitting at the dinner table.

There are three that Akira Shinhara knows, President Nakamura Oi, Yamamoto Tran, who has been cheated by himself before, and the famous female team Yuna Nagagawa, who is the female star who endorses Dior's lipstick.

There are also two middle-aged people, Akira Shinhara doesn't know, but it can be seen from the direction of the sitting that the one sitting with Yuna Tokawa should be the entrepreneur, and the other middle-aged man sitting to the left of the president should be another publishing house partner Keigawa Kataba.

"Shinhara! There you are! Come on, come on, sit with Mr. Endo, yes, you sit next to him. As soon as President Nakamura Oi saw Akira Shinhara, his eyes lit up instantly, and he got up to greet him, and at the same time pulled out the position on the left side of Endo's hair and asked Akira Shinhara to sit down.

Endo is a middle-aged man with some middle-aged hair and a big belly, but his whole face is smiling, and he looks very kind, like Maitreya Buddha, with a jade-colored wrench on his thumb, turning twice from time to time, and his bearing is very good.

Akira Shinhara was a little puzzled by the president's overly enthusiastic and flattering mood, but he still sat next to Endo Ito.

"Heh, little white face." Yamamoto Tran on the side was obviously very disdainful, did not give Shinhara a good face, and directly mocked, although he did not name names, but who he was referring to, everyone present knew it.

Akira Shinhara just nodded towards Yamamoto Tran with good cultivation, and didn't pay attention to it, the south wind on the side was a little uncomfortable, and found a more remote position on the president's side, and was about to sit down, when he heard Endo speak.

"Come, sit next to Mr. Shinhara, I like you young and handsome boys!"

Hearing this, Shinhara Akira's face was a little weird, but he didn't notice anything wrong, he only felt unspeakably uncomfortable, and his brows furrowed slightly.

Nanfeng said hello to the president and the others, and also sat down next to Akira Shinhara obediently, and then leaned over and whispered to him, "That is Mr. Jingchuan Kataba." ”

Mr. Jingchuan Kataye is tall and thin, wearing an old-fashioned black-framed glasses, pushing the glasses on the bridge of his nose from time to time, looking a little cramped, not good at words, pursing the corners of his mouth like a serious teacher.

"Mr. Endo, what you said about that incident ...... before" President Nakamura Oi hurriedly looked at Endo with a shy face, with anticipation in his eyes, and glanced at Akira Shinhara from time to time, which made him even more uncomfortable.

"You know, I've always liked books with deep thoughts, which always give me a lot of thoughts about life and experience the value of life, and this book is relatively satisfying......"

Endo smiled and turned his wrench, with a kind expression, and glanced at Akira Shinhara on the side with a smile on his face, and said with a somewhat meaningful expression, "It's this person, I have to take another look." ”

"Hahaha, what you're saying is, Mr. Endo, that our new hara is a very thoughtful young man." The president smiled with satisfaction, picked up the wine and handed it to Akira Shinhara, asking Akira Shinhara to toast Endo.

Akira Shinhara glanced at Nakamura Oi with deep eyes, and it wasn't until he glared at him impatiently that he stood up and picked up the wine slowly, looking at Endo with a calm expression.

"Mr. Yuanteng, you may not know that those of us who write suspense novels sometimes look at problems from different angles."

"For example, this toast is a toast in your eyes, but in my eyes, there are no less than ten ways to kill, among which I can conceive three or four of them just by covering up people's ears and eyes, Mr. Endo, do you want to know more about it?"

Akira Shinhara thought for a while, thought for a while, and said, "There is a very interesting technique, which is to poison the sugar water in advance that is denser than the wine, and then pour in the fine wine, because it is quiet, the alcohol will only float on the sugar water, and then slowly penetrate down." ”

"Well, let's play this game, take a sip and see who gets the last to drink the poisoned wine mixed together, how about it?"

Akira Shinhara looked at Endo with some expectation, his eyes were surprisingly bright, and the whole person was eager to try, and said to himself, "What kind of poison do you use, let me think about it, cyanic acid or aconitine?" ”

Then he looked at the president Nakamura Oi and the others, and invited him very sincerely, "It's fun, do you want to participate together?" ”

Nakamura Oi's face sank completely, and he said with some dissatisfaction, "What are you talking about, I'm asking you to toast Mr. Endo." ”

Akira Shinhara seemed to be flustered for a moment, then glanced at Ento's hair, and was about to pour wine for him, but he was quickly stopped, and still said with a smile, "I don't like this, I'll just come by myself." ”

So Akira Shinhara naturally handed the wine bottle to Endo Isa, sat back in place, and Nakamura Oi on the side hurriedly took the wine bottle with a smile and poured wine for Endo Isa.

And the first love of the people on the side, Yuna Togawa chuckled, hooked her hair behind her ears, and smiled at Akira Shinhara, "Mr. Shinhara, it's so interesting." ”

Akira Shinhara nodded at her, smiled gracefully, and did not speak.

President Nakamura Oi seemed to be a little anxious, and after pouring a good drink for the Endo system, he asked again, "Mr. Enteng, how long will it take for this contract to be signed?" ”

"Mr. Nakamura, although we are businessmen, you should know that we don't talk about business at the dinner table, let's talk about everything until dinner." Endo looked up at Nakamura Oi, clapped his hands and asked the waiter to serve the food.

Soon, the dishes that had been prepared were brought up in an orderly manner by the waiter, and a table of fine dishes was put out.

At the dinner table, there was only the sound of Nakamura Oi constantly talking to Ento, most of which were touted by Nakamura Oi, and Endo made a perfunctory "um" a few times, and the posture was very good.

Akira Shinhara silently enjoyed the food, looking at Nakamura Oi's posture, there were some doubts in his heart, it seemed that something had happened recently that annoyed the president, and this eyebrow was full of anxiety.

Thinking of the email I sent before, I guessed in my heart, is it because of that email?

At the dinner table, Jingchuan Kazuye still looked silent; Yamamoto Tran just drank to himself, watching Nakamura Oinoe jump up and down as if enjoying a play, looking pleasant;

Nanfeng maintains the shy character of a rookie editor, very quiet, and only occasionally speaks a few words with Shinhara; Yuna Togawa was also eating very quietly.

It was about half past seven o'clock, and Endo Ihata, who was touted happily, finally relented and ended the meal.

The president who drank five or six bottles of wine on the side looked drunk, but he couldn't hide his happiness between his eyebrows, and he was a little relaxed, as if he had completed a big thing, and walked out with the help of Jingchuan leaves.

Yamamoto Tran took out a cigarette and leaned against the door to smoke, and when he saw Akira Shinhara coming out, he deliberately spit out smoke rings in his face, looked him up and down, and smiled very badly.

Akira Shinhara just glanced at him and went to the bathroom, he drank too much water before, and now he feels a little bit of it.

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I just untied the belt in front of the urinal, and I saw a beautiful girl with long hair fluttering on the side, with a beautiful face and posture, Xinyuan Ming was startled, and quickly pulled the belt, turned his head and apologized.

"I'm sorry, I drank some wine, I made a mistake!"

Saying that, Shinhara Ming turned around to leave, but his eyes swept over the urinal, looked at the toilet on the side, frowned, and instantly became upright, turned his back to the girl and said, "Madam, you are the wrong one." ”

"Mr. Shinhara, you're quite interesting." The beautiful girl spoke, it was a crisp juvenile voice, and there was a smile in her voice, which was very good.

Akira Shinhara: ???

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the beautiful girl turned her head to look at him, revealing the familiar face of the first love of the people, Yuna Togawa, who was very natural and graceful at this time, lifted her skirt, revealing the pants inside, and then opened the zipper and began to release the water calmly.

Akira Shinhara: !!