Chapter 102 Banquet at Hongmen
Yesterday, Chen Xichen, Lu Wen and the others ended their fight very late, so Lin Chen was kind enough not to wake them up. After all, the game had just ended and they still needed to take a rest.
He went downstairs to the hall, where unfinished beers were piled on the table.
For a moment I couldn't help but feel helpless, these lazy guys.
He was slowly arranging the table, and inadvertently saw a note in the corner of his eye.
Snow-white paper with dark blue pen writing on it. Clear and bright, consistent cool color style.
He recognized this kind of handwriting. It was sharp yet graceful, leaning towards the structure of a thin gold body. It was written by Ke Yue.
Part of the wet ink was rubbed away, leaving a very shallow mark from left to right, obviously because the left hand was holding the pen and writing to the right.
"I'm not at the base today because I have something to do. I'll leave the training to you. The new schedule is pinned to the note board. Remember to read it."
He turned his head and saw a new schedule tacked onto the noteboard hanging on the wall near the aquarium in the corridor.
Lin Chen suddenly lost his mind to deal with it.
He simply sat on the sofa, feeling unusually lazy.
Thinking of what Ke Yue said last night, I felt irritable again.
Have you planned everything in an orderly manner, even the training in a few months, just to leave one day in the future...
The more I thought about it, the more irritated I became. Whenever I was irritated, I would think of the boy, and then I became even more irritated, falling into an endless cycle of death.
No matter where you start, you will return to the original starting point:
He didn't want the boy to leave.
What a selfish thought.
Lin Chenke had never been like this before. The young master who came from the Lin family in Chang'an had gentleness, humility and humility engraved in his bones.
Does falling in love with someone make you selfish?
He felt like drinking for no reason.
So he opened a new bottle of beer, raised his head, and got bored.
The liquor brewed from malt has a slightly sweet taste and should be cool and refreshing. But at this moment, Lin Chen only felt bitterness.
It was almost unpalatable and bitter. The bubbles mixed with the wine exploded on his taste buds, and the strong bitterness melted into his heart.
He lowered his head and sighed.
The cell phone rings.
Not from Ke Yue...
He had set an exclusive ringtone for Ke Yue's number, and what was ringing now was just a piece of music that Lin Chen had improvised during his free time.
He took another sip of wine, and after his pulse beat about 30 times, he stretched his fingers lazily and connected.
"Hello? Hello." Polite greeting.
Even though Lin Chen is in a bad mood now, he still needs to be polite to others.
Don't let your negative emotions affect others.
But if he knew who made the call, he might not think so.
"Captain Lin, good morning."
"It's already half past nine, it's getting late." He recognized the owner of the voice in an instant, and his tone became obviously colder.
"Cheng Zijian, is something wrong?"
"..."
There seemed to be a laugh over there.
"It's nothing. Tonight at seven o'clock in Eden Paradise, I'll treat you. Captain Lin will show you a favor?"
Lin Chen sneered.
"Not going."
Is the Hongmen Banquet so blatant? Put down the phone and prepare to hang up.
"Don't refuse in a hurry." The other person spoke again.
"Captain Lin, if I say tonight's banquet is related to Ke Yue..."
"Are you coming or not?"
……
After lunch, he arranged things and took the subway to the place where Cheng Zijian said.
Eden Paradise, the most famous bar in Beijing.
Different from the noise of other bars, this place is well-organized, and the indoor fountain dances gracefully under the crystal chandelier.
There were not many guests at this time, and romantic saxophone music flowed in the hall.
He sat directly on the high platform.
"A bottle of whiskey, thank you."
The bartender immediately started working, and soon a bottle of amber liquor and a Rock glass with ice balls were brought out.
The wine reflected the clear light in the cup. He drank slowly at first, worried that he would get drunk too quickly.
But later I seemed to find that I didn’t need to worry about this problem.
He seems to have underestimated his drinking capacity.
In fact, he didn't know how much he drank.
Lin Chen doesn't drink often. He usually drinks some fruit wine made by his grandfather during holidays at home. When I went to college, I would occasionally be dragged to bars by my friends.
However, I drink more restrainedly and don’t know my upper limit of alcohol consumption.
But now, half the bottle of whiskey was gone, and he still felt nothing, not even a slight feeling of heat.
Innate talent?
He finished another drink.
This talent may sometimes bring a lot of benefits, but now it is really torturous for Lin Chen, who is in a very bad mood.
As time passed, the number of guests in the bar gradually increased.
The music also changed its style.
The DJ continued to control the mixing console, cutting multiple slow rock music seamlessly.
Under the heavy bass beat full of metal, men and women held up their wine glasses and caroused.
Many people noticed this handsome guy sitting alone at the bar and getting drunk.
In fact, he has an elegant and otherworldly temperament. In this weird bar, he is like an outsider who stops here by chance, and it is difficult to be ignored.
The beauties wanted to come over and strike up a conversation, but they were all driven away by the air-conditioning on Lin Chen's body.
Maybe they didn't expect that the glistening autumn water would sometimes condense like frost.
Lin Chen knew that fans would recognize him as time went by, but he didn't care.
He asked for another bottle of wine.
When he finally got himself a little tipsy, his phone vibrated.
It was already seven o'clock, and Cheng Zijian sent another message.
"Box No. C201"
He immediately paid and followed the waiter to area C on the second floor.
For ordinary gatherings, a semi-enclosed booth is sufficient. Cheng Zi built a fully enclosed box, which was obviously for ulterior motives.
201 arrived and the waiter left. Without much hesitation, he opened the door of the box.
It is worthy of being the most famous bar in Beijing. The private rooms are luxuriously decorated without losing style.
Only four people came to Wuzhou, and they all happened to be members of ace back then.
There were also some scattered people. After a cursory glance, I found about ten people, who seemed to be dressed as members of the underworld.
Lin Chen raised his feet and was about to walk in, when someone stopped him at the door.
The metal detector scanned his body three times. It was not until he took off the keychain that the alarm finally stopped.
"Captain Lin, don't blame me for being rude." Cheng Zijian smoked a cigarette and was sitting on the sofa playing poker. He raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Chen, "After all, I am really worried that there will be bugs, pinhole cameras and the like. ”
Lin Chen's mouth naturally had a slight curve, making it difficult to tell whether he was smiling sincerely at this moment, "I came alone, you can rest assured."
"It seems Captain Lin is very trustworthy." He poured a glass of wine, "Do you know why I like the box here?"
"Because, in order to take care of the privacy of the guests, there are only cameras at the door. And there are soundproofing panels all around. In other words, no matter what happens inside, the outside will not know."
No monitoring? Then there is no need to worry about professional players being disqualified for fighting, Lin Chen thought to himself.
Cheng Zijian pushed the wine in front of Lin Chen, "Captain Lin, have a drink?"
"No, I'm not thirsty." He looked calm and ignored Cheng Zijian's threatening words, "I just came to ask one thing this time."
"Did you make Ke Yue's right hand?"
Cheng Zijian raised his eyebrows, "He told you?"
"I guessed."
"That's a pretty accurate guess." He laughed, "But there's one thing you said wrong."
"Not 'I', but 'we'."
"In other words, all four of you have a share?" Lin Chen was thoughtful.
"Not bad." Others in Wuzhou also laughed, as if they were mocking.
"Then there's nothing more to say." Lin Chen slowly rolled up his sleeves and folded them.
I have to say that he was in a bad mood, and as it happened, someone without a boat came to his door.
"I'm here to fight today." He took a step back, performed a martial arts fist-holding salute, and then lowered his body slightly and made the Lin Family Fist's starting moves.
"How many of you can fight together? Come on together." (End of Chapter)