chapter 2

It was not until he got into the spacious luxury car and blew the air conditioner in the car for a minute, that he finally felt cool. The weather in June was hot and boring, and his mood seemed to be infected.

"The young master still won't go?" Uncle Zhong looked at him questioningly through the central rearview mirror.

"Yes," Rong Chengxian sighed slightly and looked out of the window helplessly.

Seeing the young master's tired look, Uncle Zhong kept his mouth very interesting. He was able to stay in Rongcheng's family for decades, so he naturally knew when and what to say.

At this time, it was not during the rush hour. Mercedes ran in the flat lane, like black flowers and leaves on the blue wave. As soon as Rong Chengxian closed his eyes for a while, he felt that the car stopped: "Are you?"

"Yes, young master," answered in a calm voice. Uncle Zhong immediately walked down from the driver's seat, opened the back door, and bowed to wait for the young master to get out of the car.

Although Rong Chengxian has said many times that Uncle Zhong does not have to be so polite, Uncle Zhong is very persistent and Rong Chengxian has nothing to do with him.

As soon as he got out of the car, the hotel manager had greeted him with a flattering smile on his face: "The young master is always so punctual."

Rong Chengxian nodded with a smile and did not say anything. Xiaoli refused to come to the birthday party, which made him very annoyed. This time, when his father blamed him, he would become a sandwich biscuit again.

This five-star hotel is one of Rong Chengjia's industries and one of the most luxurious hotels in the city. Today, he came here to prepare for his father's birthday party half a month later and observe the progress of various matters.

The hotel manager attentively led him to the banquet hall. Because of his father's latest lover, the personal preference of He Xiaoxiao, the sweet jade girl in the entertainment industry, the original Chinese banquet hall has been completely decorated with a Japanese feeling. The environment is elegant, the tableware is dark and simple, the lighting is soft and quiet, and the banquet hall is hung with the word "Zen" in the middle. Calligraphy is more in line with the overall layout.

"What do you think of the young master?" The hotel manager nodded and asked, and the corners of his eyes were full of smiles.

"Manager Wang is really very powerful. I think it's very good," Rong Chengxian actually doesn't know much about such things. Fortunately, Manager Wang beside him is an experts in this field. Although he is a little vain, fortunately, he is still loyal.

After seeing the layout of the banquet hall, Manager Wang led Rong Chengxian to the private room. Hearing that he had not eaten yet, he asked the chef to cook several dishes he usually ate on his way. When Rong Chengxian entered the private room, the exquisite dishes were still steaming.

After dinner, Manager Wang invited him to have a look at the dishes, the order of serving, ingredients, furnishings, seating arrangements, utensils and other related matters. Fortunately, Rong Chengxian had eaten Kaiseki cuisine for a long time during his study tour in Japan, and studied it carefully before coming, or there were so many precautions, maybe There will be a mistake at which point.

After studying with Manager Wang all afternoon, he finally finalized the matter. Rong Chengxian was relieved. Just as he was about to leave, Manager Wang kept him with the excuse of 'dinner'.

Although Xiaoli is better than him in all aspects, based on Xiaoli's tough attitude of resolutely refusing to take care of family affairs, Rong Chengxian understands that if his father does not add a son at the age of nearly 60, then he is the only heir of Rong Cheng's family's property, so this calculating manager Wang, He was regarded as the golden finger to achieve his career, and he would never let go of any opportunity to please him.

In fact, he doesn't like to eat out, but if he goes home, He Xiaoxiao may also be there. After weighing it, he chose to stay in the hotel for dinner and called his father, saying that he would not go back because he had eaten on business.

From time to time, a few women's smiles came from the phone. Rong Chengxian was numb and hurriedly ended the call.

After a busy day, he felt like a deflated ball. He couldn't shoot it. He hung up the phone, got into a car, and planned to go back to the villa in the suburbs, spend a quiet night, and have a good sleep, but the phone rang like a death.

Just press the answer button, and before saying the regular polite word 'Hello', the slightly curly magnetic voice came with the radio wave: "Xiaoxian..."

If it hadn't been dark, Rong Chengxian would have thought it was Sadako who came to say good night to him by phone.

"What's the matter?"

"Do you miss me?"

"I'm going to hang up."

"Don't always be so ruthless," the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became quite resentful, as if she was a resentful woman abandoned by Rong Chengxian.

Rong Chengxian cut the phone decisively.

In this world, only for that indomitable bad friend can Rong Chengxian occasionally be capricious, but the occasional waywardness always causes more trouble.

As expected, in less than five seconds, the fish balls and the thick phone ringed again. Although he didn't want to answer the phone, his bad friend's spirit was tenacious and he had to answer the phone.

"Your relatives are sad, but they don't want to tell you, do you want to come over?" This time, the bad friend went straight to the topic without any nonsense.

Yong Chengxian's nerves were tense in an instant. He knew that the 'kis' in the mouth of bad friends was the girlfriend he was dating. He knew that he was not an interesting person and did not know how to please girls. Now this girlfriend is the daughter of an uncle in the family. They don't meet many times, but because their girlfriend is very well-behaved. Cute, Rong Chengxian is also very satisfied.

After asking the address of the bad friend, he quickly asked Uncle Zhong to turn around. He has been brewing for a long time. How can he comfort his girlfriend later? Should he take his girlfriend to dinner and shopping? It is said that when girls are in a bad mood, they like to use these two ways to relieve stress. Just now, it would be good if they had asked the reason, not As for being so confused.

Night came quietly. When the car drove across the intersection, Rong Chengxian turned his head and looked out of the window. After a while, he said to Uncle Zhong, who was slowing down, "You go back first. I will find a way back by myself in the evening."

The driver has always wanted to listen to all directions. When Rong Chengxian saw that scene, Uncle Zhong actually saw it a step earlier. Thinking of his identity, Uncle Zhong didn't say anything, just nodded and said, 'If the young master has something to do, call me at any time' and drove away.

At this time, men will be angry like a lion, but Rong Chengxian doesn't.

When he was very young, he began to receive a very orthodox education and was raised as the heir of the family. In many cases, he did things not do things first out of instinct, but only after thinking about various consequences.

Just like this time, he is watching the woman who once smiled sweetly in front of him and said something like 'because you are my boyfriend', and he is performing a hot kiss** with a man, but he can't face each other, otherwise the front page of the entertainment and commercial version tomorrow Headlines will be reports such as 'Yong Cheng's young master is jealous of the daughter of a rich family', 'the daughter of a rich family steps on two boats', and 'the failure of a commercial giant in love'.

Rong Chengxian tightened his hands, clenched them into two fists, clenched them on his side, let go, and clenched them again. His face was pale and bloodless, and even his stomach was a little anxious.

The phone rang, and he came to his senses and picked up the phone numbly. The voice of his bad friend came from the other end: "Would you like me to come to the scene to comfort your pain and sadness?"

"Let me... be quiet," after saying this, Rong Chengli turned off his mobile phone and put it away silently.

He also knew that he was too boring. Naturally, he did not like women. The women he had dated were not only able to bend three fingers, but also he was not sure whether the reason why those women were willing to date him was just because of his identity, but even if they had a clear understanding of themselves and witnessed it with his own eyes. His heart still aches uncontrollably.

The dazzling neon lights kept flashing, and the night shrouded over the nightless city. People who like nightlife came and went in the noisy market, and it was another intoxicating night. At this time, no one would notice that he was lonely and sour on the street.

Bypassing the two streets, there is a bar called Noah's Ark, which is the largest gay bar in the city, but Rong Chengxian is the kind of good baby who goes to bed at 10:30 p.m. and drinks a glass of milk before going to bed if he has nothing to do business, so this kind of common sense does not exist in his knowledge base at all. .

Opening the door of Noah's Ark, the bartender greeted him. Although Rong Chengxian looked listless, the shrewd bartender immediately knew what kind of person he was when he saw the suit he was wearing.

Tonight is the 'Satan Night' of 'Noah's Ark'. The whole bar is trapped between a large area of red and black. The chandelier is wrapped in black and red colored paper, and all the wall lamps have been replaced with ambiguous yellow. At this time, before it is the highest, the bar has just begun to open, but it is already inside. Few people.

As usual, Rong Chengxian would have left without hesitation in such a crowded situation, but today, he just wants to be submerged in a huge crowd to minimize his sense of existence, get drunk by the way, and even his nerves are paralyzed.

In addition to the unavoidable business entertainment, he doesn't drink much, but at this moment, a glass of wine slipped into his throat and entered his stomach along his throat. There was a burning pain in his stomach, but the feeling of physical pain actually gave him a light sense of relief.

When he was confused, he suddenly felt that there was a hand on his waist on his left and stroked it back and forth on his waist, while the right ear, with a wet feeling, sliding from the auricle to the earlobe, and then someone loosened his tie for him and began to unbutton his shirt.