I think you mean it

It took Cheng Xing a lot of effort to get out of the traffic, and when he arrived at the teahouse, it had been a while since the time agreed by that person.

Cheng Xing was not in a hurry, the other party deliberately lured him here, and he would not leave easily without revealing his identity.

The teahouse is decorated in an antique style, and you can smell the fragrance of tea as soon as you enter the door, mixed with a faint scent of sandalwood, which is very pleasant.

As soon as Cheng Xing entered the door, service staff in cheongsam greeted him immediately.

Before Cheng Xing could speak, he came down the stairs next to him and a man interrupted the waiter, "Mr. Cheng Xingcheng?"

Cheng Xing turned his head and saw a young man he didn't know.

This man was wearing a formal suit, his hair was combed meticulously, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hung on the bridge of his nose. He looked quite elegant.

It's just that there is no emotion in his tone and eyes, like an eggplant seedling that has been hit by hail and is still blooming.

Cheng Xing looked at the person in front of him calmly, "It's me."

"This way please, our boss is waiting for you upstairs." The young man stood respectfully at the stairs, with one hand stretched out in front of him to guide Cheng Xing.

Cheng Xing glanced around, there were no guests at any table, only a few waiters dedicatedly guarding the door and behind the counter, in case he was kidnapped, he didn't know if he could escape.

"Who is your boss?" Cheng Xing couldn't help asking, following the young man.

"You'll know right away." The young man spoke concisely, with no intention of chatting at all.

Cheng Xing felt like he was making a movie. I guess the guy upstairs watched too many Hong Kong movies. Socialism is bright and bright. What are you doing so mysteriously?

No matter who was upstairs, Cheng Xing didn't feel scared at all.

After all, both he and Yuechen are good citizens who abide by the rules, do not steal, rob or commit crimes, and are not afraid of shadows when they are upright. What can you do to me?

After Cheng Xing did two rounds of mental training for himself, he finally arrived at the door of the private room.

"Please come in." The young man stood still at the door and opened the door of the private room for Cheng Xing.

"Thank you." Without hesitation, Cheng Xing pushed the door open and entered the private room.

Wei Yuheng's words instantly made the audience's eyes focus on Yue Chen.

The seniors are not convinced, the juniors want to curry favor, the men want to be called brothers, and the women want to marry as wives... In short, each has its own calculations.

The speeches of the bosses have all come to an end. On the stage, the band hired by the Wei family is playing various Christmas-inspired songs, and off the stage, a round of skilled or clumsy communication has officially begun.

There were not many people in the venue who could talk to Yuechen, but at least there were.

Yue Chen had expected that Wei Yuheng's words would definitely cause him some trouble, so he was ready to run away as soon as he finished speaking.It's just that he didn't expect that before Yuechen took a step, he was stopped by someone.

"Mr. Yue, I didn't expect you to come in person." The name of the person who came was Liu Xinrui, and he was one of Yuechen's previous investment targets.

"What a coincidence." Yuechen smiled politely. He didn't have the habit of keeping in touch with entrepreneurs after the cooperation ended. To him, it was just a job.

But for entrepreneurs, there is always a kind of "kindness to know you" complex for investors, even if the cooperation has ended, they can still be friends.Liu Xinrui thought so.

At this time, there are several new partners and employees of the company beside him. If he can let them know that he has cooperated with Yuechen, it will not only establish his prestige in the company, but also satisfy his little vanity. Heart.

"Mr. Yue, thanks to the sum of money you invested in us, our company is where it is today." Liu Xinrui warmly extended his hand.

There were many people around, all of whom were attracted by the movement here.

Yuechen still maintained a decent smile, and shook Liu Xinrui's hand, "No, this is just our job, besides, your project itself is very attractive, without me, there will be others to invest."

Yuechen's words made Liu Xinrui very happy. Considering that there are still employees here, he restrained his expression, "In short, thank you very much, then you should rest first, and I will take them around." He pointed behind his back employees.

Yuechen nodded and said goodbye to the group.

When he turned his head again, he happened to see Wei Yuheng walking towards him with two glasses of red wine in his hand, with a smile on his face like he was watching a show.

"Didn't go for something to eat? I specially invited the chef from Denmark." Wei Yuheng walked to Yue Chen, handed the wine in his hand to Yue Chen, and leaned his elbows back on the wine cabinet beside him.

"I'm not used to Western food." Yue Chen took the wine glass and put it on the plate of the waiter passing by, straightened his cuff buttons, and said peacefully.

"Really? Last time I saw you go to the Marina, I thought you liked western food." Wei Yuheng took a sip of the red wine, and did not show any dissatisfaction with Yuechen's attitude.

Yuechen looked up at Wei Yuheng, the restaurant he mentioned was the one they went to for Cheng Xing's birthday.

"Cheng Xing likes it." Yue Chen said lightly.

"Oh! Admit it?" Wei Yuheng pretended to be very surprised, and said it loudly on purpose.

The band on the stage was playing a slow-paced Christmas carol, coupled with Wei Yuheng's artificial appearance, many people around him noticed the movement here.

It's just that after the people around took a look and found that it was Wei Yuheng and Yue Chen, they no longer dared to look over blatantly, but used the food and drink in their hands to cover up their gossiping eyes that wanted to find out.

People's voyeuristic desires are exposed at this time, the most obvious manifestation is that the surrounding people's voices gradually quiet down, the originally noisy venue gradually becomes quiet, and the music that needs to be carefully listened to be recognized now becomes very clear.

"President Wei, this is my private matter." Yue Chen folded his arms and leaned against the antique pillar, his eyes lightly swept towards the crowd.

"Oh, finding a boyfriend is not something to be ashamed of, so my brother can bless you if you tell me, right?" Wei Yuheng seemed to have lost his mind, desperately wanting to make the matter of Yuechen and Cheng Xing public.

Sure enough, as soon as Wei Yuheng finished speaking, various voices rang out from the crowd, shocking, surprised, questioning, and unbelievable.

Yue Chen can even imagine their mental activities: Yue Chen is actually gay?

For Yuechen, it's nothing to be known about his sexuality, but for Cheng Xing, would he mind?Thinking of Cheng Xing, Yuechen began to panic a little.

Fortunately, none of them knew who Wei Yuheng was referring to as his "boyfriend".

"Boss Wei takes care of everything every day. I don't need Boss Wei to worry about my little things. If I have time, I should worry about my lifelong affairs. I'm still waiting for the wedding wine." Yue Chen turned around and left after speaking.

"I'm not in a hurry, no matter who I marry, I will definitely invite you, but you and Cheng Xing..."

The word "Cheng Xing" touched Yuechen's back, and he turned his head abruptly, "Wei Yuheng is enough for you!"

Wei Yuheng shrugged indifferently, walked slowly to Yuechen, and said in a voice that only two people could hear, "As long as you give me that piece of land, I guarantee that everyone present will forget what happened today. "

Yuechen stared at Wei Yuheng coldly, his eyes seemed to be poisoned. Finally, he leaned into Wei Yuheng's ear and said, "Even if I keep the land for the coffin, I won't give it to you."

"You!" Wei Yuheng changed from his smiling face just now, and looked at Yue Chen with a dark look. He held the empty goblet in his hand, and the remaining liquid slowly slid down the glass wall, "I pour Let’s see if you die first or I live first.”