When Wen Jiang woke up, it was already afternoon and missed the lunch order.

As a loyal sugar lover, he can quit for dessert.

He ordered a few fruit-flavored desserts and a glass of coconut water, sat by the window and ate dessert and drank two bags of hangover medicine in the afterglow of the sunset, and then went downstairs to the mall to shop for two clothes.

Passing by the jewelry counter, I couldn't help but stop and look at it for a long time.

When I was a child, I went to the countryside with my father to sketch, and every night, I could see the blue and black sky with brilliant stars, which is a scene that is difficult to see in the city, so I couldn't help but fall in love with everything shiny from then on.

Therefore, most of the endorsements received before wearing books are jewelry brands, and every new season, the jewelers who have cooperated will send new products to their homes in sets, and there are so many jewelry at home that they can't wear them in a day even if they change their sets in a day.

Time has changed, and all he has left on his body now are a few simple silver hoop earrings and lip studs.

I want to buy it, but the only remaining 80,000 yuan reminds him to just look at it and don't think too much.

Before going out, change into a white slim turtleneck sweater, brown trousers wrapped around the hem to outline a slender and straight waist silhouette, and finally put on a gray-blue mink short jacket, which is an imitation and worthless.

At twelve o'clock at night, Wen Jiang called an online taxi to arrive at Jing Zhehui, but except for the hotel and the underground parking lot in front of him, he didn't see the shadow of the nightclub at all.

He tried to call Huo Qingzhang to ask for the specific address, but the phone rang only once and was pressed.

It can be seen that Huo Qingzhang doesn't want to see him at all, but he just agreed first, and he doesn't want to be the villain who breaks his promise.

Until he saw several luxury cars driving into the underground parking lot, the ghost sent the gods, and he followed.

The parking lot looks unremarkable, but there is a lot of good things inside, until the end, I saw a strange elevator, there were a few men in suits standing at the door, and when I saw the sons and brothers who came down from the luxury car, they immediately greeted them warmly, and a few people entered the elevator.

One of the sons, Brother Wen Jiang, is quite familiar, and he has met him at a charity dinner before and talked to him.

Since Huo Qingzhang was unwilling to tell the specific address, he could only do it himself.

Entering the elevator and going upstairs, the door of the nightclub is impressively visible, the magnificence and extravagance, and even the warm air blown by the air conditioner is mixed with the fragrant drunken dream.

The bodyguard at the door saw Wen Jiang subconsciously stepping forward to ask, but after seeing his face clearly, he thought for a moment and took the initiative to step aside.

This place is hidden and not used to make ordinary people's money at all, so naturally it is indispensable for artists to patronize, so they don't bother to ask too much.

Wen Jiang followed his sons from afar, and when he saw them enter a private room, he tidied up a little at the door, and then pushed the door in.

The smell of alcohol mixed with a strong aroma came to his face, and he saw Huo Qingzhang sitting in the middle in the dim light at a glance.

Huo Qingzhang's slender fingers carried the wine glass, and the whiskey with ice cubes was exquisitely clear under the illumination of the colored lights.

"Click." It was obviously noisy in the room, but Wen Jiang still heard the sound of the ice cubes in Huo Qingzhang's cup.

The sound of conversation and music stopped abruptly because of the uninvited guest, and everyone's eyes were like glue glued to Wen Jiang's body, motionless, only Huo Qingzhang's gradually frowning brows showed that this was not a static picture.

He actually found it.

"Good evening." Wen Jiang smiled and spoke, breaking the strange silence.

The eyes of the boy who had met him widened, and then the undercurrent in his eyes surged, revealing a fox-like sly smile:

"Oops, what kind of wind blew Mr. Wen here, I just complained that it's boring to stare at this group of rough old men tonight, um~ I know, it's the fragrant wind to send the beauty."

Immediately, he beckoned to Wen Jiang and motioned for Wen Jiang to sit beside him.

Wen Jiang looked at Huo Qingzhang calmly, and slowly walked to Brother Gongzi and sat down, just caught between Huo Qingzhang and Brother Gongzi.

"What kind of fragrance, Representative Huo has an order, how dare I disobey, if I slack off, the new script in my photo will be lost."

Hearing Wen Jiang say this, everyone present subconsciously looked around, only to find out that Huo Qingzhang's people who invited the bureau tonight had more or less something to do with the film and television industry, and it turned out that the drunkard did not mean to drink.

Everyone is energetic, this is worth it, it turns out that the little beauty has something to ask them, but no one's money is blown by the wind, and what you want to get must of course pay accordingly.

Huo Qingzhang's neckline was slightly open and elegant, and he shook the wine glass with one hand to shake the ice cubes, and he didn't look at Wen Jiang, looking a little careless:

"I haven't been in contact with the film and television industry, so I don't dare to say anything, so I invited some friends who have experience in this area, and I will hand over the next time to you, so take advantage of the opportunity."

When the boy's buddy heard this, his little eyes lit up, and he was eager to try.

At this moment, the foreman knocked on the door and brought in four good-looking men and four women, and asked them to stand in a row on the stage for the guests to choose.

The boy waved his hand and motioned for the foreman to take everyone out.

Their purpose tonight is only this self-proclaimed bullherd in the entertainment industry.

Drunk him, tore off his fake mask, and rubbed his sharpness.

"I have been doing film and television for many years, and the films I invest in are bound to be a big hit, and now half of the top performers in domestic entertainment are popular with me, but I am not charitable, but I am not as pedantic as those old people, and I want to be happy." One of the boys raised his glass and shook it, smiling meaningfully.

The person next to him took the initiative to take a new wine glass and pour it full of whiskey, and he was reluctant to add even ice cubes, and the full glass was almost overflowing, so he pushed it to Wen Jiang's hand, and made a gesture of "please".

Before wearing a book, Wen Jiang had not participated in this kind of occasion, and every time before going, the agent would tell him "Don't get drunk". Although he didn't say it explicitly, he has been crawling in society for many years, and he has never seen anything pickled.

Wen Jiang raised his wine glass, smiled calmly, raised his head, his Adam's apple kept rolling, and a glass of wine was drunk like this.

"Refreshing!" Those present applauded and coaxed.

The wine glass that had just been empty for a while was immediately filled again, and the next boy came over seamlessly:

"I've heard of the great director Lan Ning, he still owes me a favor before, and I just took this opportunity to give me a favor for him, so that he doesn't have to worry about it in his dreams."

Wen Jiang knew this, raised the wine glass again, and drank it all.

Huo Qingzhang on the side seemed to be an outsider, never saying a word, taking a small sip of wine by himself, as if he was out of the matter.

The taste of foreign wine is smooth and easy to drink, and there is no pressure to drink, but the stamina is great, even if Wen Jiang ate something in advance and drank the antidote medicine, the music at this time still seemed a little distorted and dizzy to his ears, but he could still maintain his sanity.

After a round of wine, Wen Jiang panicked, and his cheeks were covered with light powder.

He took the initiative to pour himself a drink and looked at Huo Qingzhang beside him: "Representative Huo, thank you for helping me arrange this wine party, and I also toast you to express my gratitude." ”

Huo Qingzhang put down his wine glass and looked ahead: "No, I didn't help much." ”

Wen Jiang smiled and drank the glass of wine.

Seeing Wen Jiang's methodical movements, he didn't seem to be a little drunk, and several people winked at each other, called out to the waiter, and quietly asked him to take a few dice cups with cheats.

There is a small imperceptible button next to the dice cup, which allows you to change the number of dice at will.

"It's not fun to drink dry, let's play dice, lose a drink." The ill-intentioned man suggested, "Wen Jiang, you can play dice." ”

"No, so you're willing to teach me." Wen Jiang sat closer, looked down at the dice cup, and was full of modesty and studiousness.

When the people heard this, they rejoiced.

There are still people who take the initiative to send it to the door these days, so we're welcome.

The smell of smoke and alcohol diffused in the room, the sound of dice rolling in the dice cup in the smoke was dull and muffled, and the colored atmosphere lights were constantly turning, dyeing everyone colorful black.

With the cheat, Wen Jiang couldn't win a little, and only when God occasionally favored him, he could escape from the wine glass for a short time.

Most of the foreign wine is covered by Wen Jiang alone, but it is these sons and brothers who are confused first.

The son's buddy has been enduring and getting tired, and he is planning to do business, regardless of Huo Qingzhang's presence, he leans on Wen Jiang with a drunken face, obviously his hands are as soft as noodles, but he insists on giving Wen Jiang a wall knock.

Huo Qingzhang stood up at this time and scooped up his suit jacket: "It's not too early, I'm going to go to the company early tomorrow for a regular meeting, you guys play slowly." ”

Those people were so drunk that no one paid attention to him when they were talking foul language.

Huo Qingzhang walked out, suddenly stopped and looked up.

Then he threw his coat up hard, covered the surveillance camera steadily, and strode away.

As soon as the box door closed, the drunks were like zombies coming out of the nest, running towards Wen Jiang crookedly, holding down his face to kiss.

Wen Jiang rolled her eyes, grabbed the drunken collar and threw it aside, and clapped her hands in disgust.

The drunk fell into the sofa and didn't move, and the next second, the sound of earth-shattering snoring resounded in the box.

"If you don't have the ability, don't be on the verge of breaking the law." Wen Jiang looked around at the drunks who had slept on their backs and mocked.

He looked up at the covered camera, thought for a moment, unzipped everyone's trouser belts, unzipped some of them by the way, and finally spilled some yogurt on the couch, left his coat and hurried away.

When he went out, Huo Qingzhang had already disappeared.

Huo Qingzhang drank most of the wine and asked the assistant to drive to pick him up, so others should be in the ...... now

Doorway.

Wen Jiang went directly to the entrance of the parking garage.

In the dark night, the tall and indifferent figure stood in the night breeze with only a thin shirt, and the suit pants outlined the right-angled crotch that would only appear in the comics, connecting the straight and slender legs, with wide shoulders and narrow waist, and Wen Jiang's heart was pounding.

"Representative Huo." He took the initiative to come forward to say hello.

Huo Qingzhang looked at the passing cars on the side of the road, and was not surprised by Wen Jiang's arrival.

He expected it, so he deliberately covered the camera as he left.

As for what Wen Jiang did, he didn't care, but he could guess.

"You're a good drinker." Huo Qingzhang's sentence with an unclear meaning, I don't know whether it is derogatory or heartfelt praise.

Wen Jiang held up a slightly drunken smile, but suddenly stumbled on his feet, and his body crashed into Huo Qingzhang's arms.

Huo Qingzhang smelled the fragrance of his hair, and after a while, he pushed him away with one hand and straightened him, leaving a moist and dark gaze on his face, which was fleeting.

But Wen Jiang still insisted on leaning into his arms, but it was not intense.

Huo Qingzhang sneered.

It's still an old routine, deliberately sticking it to him with drunkenness, Wen Jiang, you shouldn't have this ability.

The assistant drove over, and Huo Qingzhang stepped into the car, leaving an indifferent side face:

"I admit that I was also responsible that night, but you got the 20 million and the investment you wanted, and we should stop here, this is advice."

Is it advice? It sounded like a threat to Wen Jiang.

But twenty million? Where is it? How he didn't know.

Fortunately, I didn't see 20 million, otherwise receiving this money is really self-defeating, no matter who will think that receiving the money represents the two clear.

"Let's go, you should go home early." Leaving such a sentence, Huo Qingzhang closed the car window.

Looking at the car gradually moving away and finally disappearing into the night, Wen Jiang's thin lips lightly hooked:

"Don't talk too much, this is advice, see you next time."

After standing for a while, Wen Jiang walked around to the back of the parking lot and made a big circle to the holly vegetation across the road.

He looked at the man hiding in the grass and tapped him on the shoulder.

"it!" The man was so frightened that he lost his mind, sat on the ground with his buttocks, and subconsciously hugged the SLR camera in his hand.

When he looked up and saw Wen Jiang's face, his white face was particularly abrupt in the darkness.

"You, you, you!" Even the tongue is curled.

Wen Jiang took a deep breath, snatched the SLR from his hand, and looked at the contents.

Sure enough, as soon as I arrived at the entrance of the parking garage just now, I felt as if something was flashing on the opposite side, like a street lamp refracting the light of the glass, so I guessed that there must be a paparazzi squatting in the grass.

So he deliberately leaned on Huo Qingzhang to block his face to ensure that he would not be photographed.

Looking at the performance of this paparazzi, you know that it is a little budding new, and her psychological quality has not yet reached the standard.

Wen Jiang didn't want to know if the few people in his family were all pointing to him to feed, so he raised the SLR at him and said:

"It's illegal to secretly photograph someone else for profit, you know."

The paparazzi nodded weakly, and reached out with a sad face to want to return to the SLR: "This is my first time, I actually want to join the current affairs news group, but I am arranged to be in the entertainment group, and I don't want to be required by my superiors, I'm sorry, I'll delete it immediately." ”

Wen Jiang raised his eyes, thought, and after a while, returned the SLR to him:

"There is no need to delete it, but I hope you will post it on the Internet as soon as possible, and my face can appear in the photo, but the face of the other party must not be revealed."

The paparazzi were stupid: "Ah......? ”

Wen Jiang: "You just do it, I will never pursue legal responsibility, and your benefits are indispensable." ”

Paparazzi: "Ah......? ”