"Zhong Yongkang, stop right here!"

A piercing scream silenced all other sounds in the nightclub. Even the resident singer on the stage who was talking about guitar and singing folk songs stopped and looked here.

The middle-aged man froze, stopped, and turned around with an impatient look on his face:

"Wanxian, if anything happens, let's talk about it when you get home. I'll go back after the meeting, okay? Don't make any unreasonable troubles outside!"

"Are you farting? I'm being unreasonable and making trouble? During the 2008 economic crisis, if your Zhong family hadn't relied on me, the Feng family and my brother-in-law, it would have been over by now. Why didn't you say that I was making trouble without reason when you were scratching my toes!"

Zhong Yongkang's face turned red, he looked around, then quickly stepped forward and gritted his teeth and whispered: "Please pay attention to the impact and keep your voice down, okay?"

At this time, the security personnel of the nightclub saw that the two people had disturbed other guests, so they stepped forward to stop them. The nightclub owner, who was sitting at the bar and chatting with his friends, quickly waved his hand to the security personnel to leave them alone, and then hit the singer on the stage.

He made a gesture and asked him to continue singing.

Feng Wanxian pointed to the drinks on her counter: "You can just lower your voice if you want me to, sit down and pay for my drinking!"

"Didn't I say there will be another meeting after a while..."

Feng Wanxian sneered: "I don't understand why you have to drive after dark!"

"The video conference is held by several supervisors from the American branch...Hey, I can't tell you clearly!"

Just as Zhong Yongkang was explaining, his cell phone suddenly vibrated. He looked at the call, and after answering the call with some hesitation, he subconsciously took two steps back and said first:

"You tell the supervisors to wait for a while. I'll go back now. Foreign devils are trouble!"

Although the singer was singing soothing ballads on the stage and the noise around her gradually returned to normal, Feng Wanxian still clearly heard the charming voice of a woman coming from Zhong Yongkang's mobile phone, and her expression became increasingly cold.

After Zhong Yongkang hung up the phone, he said with an embarrassed expression: "Look, you can't leave at all. When I come home one day, let's have a good drink, okay? That's it, I'm leaving first!"

After he said that, he turned around and left.

Feng Wanxian picked up an empty wine glass from the card table and threw it directly. The bodyguard beside Zhong Yongkang reached out and grabbed the wine glass in his hand.

Feng Wanxian screamed again: "Zhong, if you leave, it will be over between us!"

Zhong Yongkang turned around and said: "Calm down, we can talk when I have time after I finish my business!"

After saying that, he walked out without looking back.

Feng Wanxian stared blankly at the man walking out. She sat slumped in her seat and remained indifferent for a while. Then she suddenly got herself a glass of Louis XIII and drank it in one gulp.

Sitting two booths away, Zhao Xiaobei looked away and chuckled: "Isn't that Li Zihan's aunt? She is really fierce, but I didn't expect that she is Zhong Yongkang's wife!"

Huang Shaohong took down the cigar in his mouth, then took the drink handed to him by the beautiful woman next to him and downed it in one gulp. Then he asked curiously: "Do you know that man?"

"The Zhong family in the Magic City is engaged in import and export business. It can't be compared with Li Zihan's family, but it is still quite awesome. I have heard that the two families are related before, but I didn't expect it to be true!"

After finishing speaking, the fat man glanced over there and said with bared teeth: "This woman is really tough, she is just drinking wine as water!"

In just this moment, Feng Wanxian poured one cup after another into her mouth, and the bottom of the bottle of Louis XIII was already reached.

Huang Shaohong frowned and wanted to call Li Zihan and tell him that her aunt was drunk here.

But when I think about it, after I made it clear to Li Zihan that I had a girlfriend, the two of them haven’t contacted each other for a while. Is it okay to call her now...

Huang Shaohong thought for a while and gave up the idea of ​​looking for Li Zihan. He thought that maybe Feng Wanxian had a good drinker and would not take two bottles seriously!

While he was hesitating, in a booth not far from Feng Wanxian, several young men and women wearing fashionable clothes looked towards Feng Wanxian. A handsome young man in the middle looked at the beautiful mature woman with burning eyes.

of light.

He didn't know what he said to his friends, but the young men and women immediately pushed him out.

The young man smiled, then walked up to Feng Wanxian with two glasses of wine, handed one over to her, and said, "Beauty, can I buy you a drink?"

Zhao Xiaobei, who had been paying attention here, said to Huang Shaohong: "Look, isn't that Lin Shifan who is the recently popular 'traffic little fresh meat'? I didn't expect that Li Zihan's aunt is really attracting attention!"

It has to be said that Feng Wanxian still has a good capacity for drinking. She drank nearly a bottle of Louis XIII. At this time, she was only slightly dizzy. She looked at the handsome young man in front of her with a confused look, and then raised the corner of her mouth:

"Fuck you, get out!"

Lin Shifan's face froze. With his low-traffic status, he had no trouble picking up girls outside in the past, but he didn't expect that today he would be scolded and told to get out!

Originally, Lin Shifan was interested in seeing such a sexy young woman today. Then he was encouraged by his friends, and he made a bet, saying that he would hook up with this young woman, but as a result, he was scolded as soon as he started talking to her. He was called "this"

How can a star get off the stage?

He turned back to look at his friends in the booth, who all looked at him funny. He couldn't help but sneer, and took two steps forward to sit opposite Feng Wanxian: "Beauty, don't you know me? I'm Lin Shifan,

The recently popular song 'Next Door...'"

"Tarzan?"

"No, it's 'The Camel Next Door', that's what I sang!"

After speaking, looking at Feng Wanxian who looked confused, Lin Shifan felt a little slapped in the face and continued to talk about the songs he had sung: "Have you heard of Dong Wenhua's "The Story of Spring"?"

Feng Wanxian nodded.

"Have you heard of Miriam Yang's "Summer Story"?"

Feng Wanxian nodded again.

"Have you heard of "Autumn Story" by Chen Ailing and "Winter Story" by Ma Tianyu, right?"

Feng Wanxian opened another bottle of brandy at this time, poured herself a glass, drank it in one gulp, and then said impatiently: "What does this have to do with you?"

"I combined their culmination and created a song called "Story of Four Seasons" which has become very popular recently. You should have heard of it!"

"Get out!" Feng Wanxian had the urge to hit someone, who are these people!

"I don't mean anything beautiful. My friends are all in the music industry. I want to get to know you. I'll buy you a drink. Let's go... and show your face, okay?"

After he finished speaking, he reached out and grabbed Feng Wanxian's arm, and then directly pulled her up from her seat.

"Let go!"

Feng Wanxian couldn't get away from the other party. When she stood up, with the strength of the wine, she reached out and picked up the brandy bottle on the table and opened the little fresh meat in front of her with a 'pop' sound.

There was a two-inch-long gash on the little fleshy forehead, and blood was pouring out. The guy was stunned on the spot, and the male and female friends in his booth all stood up and gathered around him.

Lin Shifan touched his face and then took a look at it. The bright red color immediately stimulated him. You must know that he relies on his face to make a living. As for singing, it is just a side job.

"Smelly bitch!"

The handsome face that had taken off its disguise became ferocious. He also picked up a wine bottle from the table nearby and threw it at Feng Wanxian's face.

It can be expected that if he were to hit her hard, Feng Wanxian's pretty face would definitely be disfigured.

Feng Wanxian hit someone on the forehead with a wine bottle, causing bleeding, and her drinking power faded a little. At this time, when she saw the other person hit her with a wine bottle, she was so frightened that she suddenly woke up and let out a piercing scream.

Just when the wine bottle was about to hit Feng Wanxian's delicate and pretty face, a hand as white as jade stretched out from the side and took the bottle lightly.

That lightness was just like Lin Shifan putting the wine bottle in his hand.

The visitor said to Feng Wanxian: "Stop shouting, 'Howl of the Banshee'?"

After saying that, he turned to Lin Shifan and said: "That's almost enough. You, a young man, have the nerve to fight with this old woman?"

The person who took the bottle was none other than Huang Shaohong. Although he had a relationship with Feng Wanxian, she was Li Zihan's aunt. He couldn't just watch her being opened with a wine bottle in front of his eyes.

When Feng Wanxian saw Huang Shaohong, she immediately felt relieved and immediately hid behind him. Although the two met several times and were unhappy, they were acquaintances after all.

"What are you doing!" "What are you doing!"

At this time, Lin Shifan's friends had already gathered around him.

Huang Shaohong smiled and said to several people:

"Brothers, please calm down. My friend is at fault for this matter, but it was your friend who came here to get me here first. Otherwise, the consumption at your table will be mine. How about a few bottles of good wine?

I’ve also paid for brother’s medical expenses, can it be done?”

He said that he would ask the waiter to add a few bottles of good wine to the other party.

Lin Shifan covered his forehead with his hand, and blood was still dripping down. It looked like the wound was not small, and he needed stitches anyway. This was an unforgivable mistake for a young man like him with a small flow of blood.

At this time, hearing Huang Shaohong's words about 'making big things trivial', he couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Who the hell do you think you are, otherwise you will suffer for her this time!"

‘Bang’

As soon as he finished speaking, Huang Shaohong, who was still smiling, acted as peacemaker and kicked the guy out.

"He beat Shifan!"

"Hit him!"

"Kill him!"

None of these fashionable men and women, whom Lin Shifan calls people in the music industry, are afraid of getting into trouble. When they saw that Huang Shaohong dared to make a move by himself, they immediately rushed forward. The men punched each other, and the women

bright nails.

Huang Shaohong kicked all the men out one by one, then slapped each of the trendy girls in the face, making them all cry.

The security guard watching the scene in the nightclub could no longer sit still, and several security guards in black suits came over immediately.

Zhao Xiaobei walked behind Huang Shaohong at this time and waved to the security guards: "It's okay. Tell your boss that today's loss will be mine!"

After finishing speaking, he whistled in the direction of the bar and waved. The nightclub owner over there nodded and waved to the security guards, who immediately dispersed to appease the other guests.

Unexpectedly, the conflict here made the surrounding guests not afraid, but instead started to boo, and some people whistled at Huang Shaohong. Those few kicks just now were not too cool.
To be continued...