It was around six o'clock in the evening and the sky was dark.
After resting in the room for a while, Chu Heng got up from the bed and prepared to go to Owen's place for a banquet.
He first went to the bathroom to wash his face, shaved off his less obvious stubble, then found a pair of clean clothes and put them on, then said to Han Yunwen, who was still lying on the bed: "I'm leaving. "
"Well, drink less." Han Yunwen lay lazily on the bed and looked at him.
“Got it.”
Chu Heng nodded and walked out of the room without any intention of taking Han Yunwen with him.
Han Yunwen also tacitly mentioned the idea of going together.
Both of them knew very well that although their relationship was on the table, it was not a serious relationship after all, and there were times when taboos should be avoided.
On an occasion like today, Han Yunwen is not suitable to appear.
A few moments.
Chu Heng took the elevator and came down from upstairs.
The front office department, which had received his notice in advance, had arranged for someone to greet him at the elevator entrance. As soon as he came out of the elevator, a charming little girl with a capable temperament came up to him and greeted him. Said: "Good evening, Mr. Chu, the vehicle has been prepared for you. It’s ready, and the gifts you ordered have been put in the car. Are you leaving now?”
“Let’s go.”
Chu Heng nodded slightly and was accompanied by the little girl. He strode out of the lobby and left quickly in the hotel's Mercedes-Benz.
Not long after, the car arrived outside Irving's official residence, drove in through the open door, and parked in the small parking lot in the courtyard.
After the car stopped, a servant waiting in the parking lot quickly stepped forward, opened the door for Chu Heng, bowed with a smile and said, "Good evening, Mr. Chu."
"Good evening .”
Chu Heng came out of the car with a smile, holding a bottle of Romanee-Conti dry red worth thousands of Hong Kong dollars.
At this time, there were several cars parked here. He looked sideways and found only one familiar car inside. The others were all unfamiliar. He immediately understood that these people in today's party were... It should be another circle that he has no contact with.
"Please follow me, Mr. Chu."
Then the servant Owen brought from his hometown led Chu Heng towards the residence not far away.
When the two entered the room, Owen laughed and greeted them: "Aha, let me see who it is? Isn't this our famous novelist Chu!"
" You are making fun of me again, Mr. Owen." Chu Heng put on a bitter face and stepped forward to hand him the red wine in his hand.
"Oh! Thank you!" Owen took the red wine and glanced at it. He showed a look of liking on his face just right, handed the red wine to the servant behind him, and then walked forward to talk to Chu enthusiastically. After Heng hugged him, he pulled him inside and She said with joy, "I'm really not kidding you, Chu. I've asked someone to buy your book with money. It's very good. My friends and I like it very much."
"Really? That's really an honor." Chu Heng said with a look of surprise.
"No, no, no, I should be honored to be friends with a novelist like you."
"Haha, come on, I'm not a novelist, it's just a fluke."
“Chu, excessive modesty is pride.”
"Okay, okay, let it be what you say."
While the two were talking, they came to the living room, where four or five guests were sitting on the sofa, drinking coffee and chatting. , there are men and women, all in their forties or fifties, and they are all white-skinned foreigners.
Well...for Chu Heng. "Friends, let me introduce it to you." When he arrived at the venue, Owen looked proud and took Chu Heng to introduce: "This is my good friend, the novelist Chu, who we just talked about The book Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone that we are still discussing is his masterpiece!"
"Wow!"
Everyone stood up quickly, their eyes were curious. Scanning his body.
Irving then introduced the others to Chu Heng one by one.
“This is Jonson, Deputy Secretary of Justice.”
“This is Dill, a very good realist painter.”
“This is Noble, a realist painter. A great director.”
"This is Celica. Like you, she is also a novelist."
Every time Owen introduced someone, Chu Heng stepped forward to shake hands with these people, the smile on his handsome face was friendly and warm. , making people feel like a spring breeze.
At the same time, he finally understood that today's gathering was probably a gathering of the cultural circle. Didn't he see that it was also a director's and a painter's?
After all the introductions were made, everyone sat down again and turned the topic to Chu Heng.
No way, who made him have so many surprises!
A Chinese man wrote a fantasy novel with a British background, and it sold very well, mainly because he was young. This is really surprising.
Everyone curiously asked about Chu Heng’s creative process, and then discussed the content of the novel.
The purpose of the party is to socialize, and Chu Heng has no conflict of interest with them. He is also a novelist among rich people, so they are naturally willing to make friends.
Therefore, everyone has expressed high praise and support for the Harry Potter novel, whether true or false.
After chatting like this for a while, the dinner was ready, so Owen invited everyone to move to the restaurant and chat while eating.
At the same time, the topic of their conversation also shifted from Chu Heng to other places. Everyone talked about literature and their own hobbies. During this period, except for Jonson, the deputy director of the Department of Justice, who was attracted by abstraction and realism. Apart from a quarrel with the painter Dill, the conversation was quite pleasant.
And Chu Heng also gained a lot from this party. Relying on his outstanding social skills, he got along well with everyone present and became superficial friends.
soon.
The time came to more than nine o'clock unknowingly, and the dinner party finally ended.
"Goodbye, everyone, I am very happy today and looking forward to the next party."
In the small parking lot, Chu Heng said goodbye to others one by one and ignored the person The look in Celica's eyes, a female writer in her forties, suggested that she got into the car with a few business cards in her arms and left Irving's official residence.
Under the beautiful night, the car sped along and soon returned to the hotel.
When Chu Heng walked into the room, he was immediately warmly greeted by Han Yunwen.
The two of them, who had been separated for more than two hours, kissed and hugged each other at the door for a while, then went to the bathroom together to take a shower, and then got into bed.
Chu Heng hugged Han Yunwen, who had a tanned skin, and asked her casually: "Where do you want to go tomorrow?"
"Maybe we can call Cen Hao and the others to go to sea. Are you going to play? They were both a little unhappy today." Han Yunwen thought for a while.
"Hey, it's okay. Don't worry about those two guys. Let's have fun. I don't care if he is happy or not." Chu Heng curled his lips nonchalantly, then hugged Han Yunwen and chatted about Hong Kong Island. Interesting places, ask the other person if there is anything they want to go to.
After a while, the two of them, who were very tired today, fell asleep hugging each other.