Dangerous game

As the night deepened, in a high-end private club in the southeast corner of Beishi, Shen Munan stood in front of the long window of the box on the second floor, looking at the river view in the distance.

There was a man and a woman waiting outside the door. The man was A Ping, the man in black who had followed Jiangbei before, and the woman was the "Mummy" in the clubhouse, who was called "Sister Jiao". Judging from the overly nervous expressions on their faces, it is not ugly Come out, the well-connected man inside is not in a good mood.

"Mr. Shen, do you need someone to accompany you?" It was Sister Jiao who asked.

Sister Jiao is a half-year-old mistress, who has spent more than [-] years in the world of love and moon, and knows these rich people thoroughly. Men, no matter how bad the mood is, find a beauty to adjust it, and it will make you feel comfortable.

A Ping is someone who knows a little bit about the inside story, so he took up Sister Jiao's words as if asking for credit, "There are also men here, whose waists are as soft as women's."

Sister Jiao rolled her eyes, understood the point of the words, and hurriedly said: "A few newcomers have just arrived, they can play the guitar and sing, and they are all college students."

Shen Munan turned around quietly, and rewarded them with a long silence. Then the lighter clicked, and he lit a cigarette for himself indifferently, and took a deep breath, the smoke circling around the tip of his tongue.

"No, my friend will come over later."

"That's fine. If you need it, call me Mr. Shen." Sister Jiao smiled gently. As she got older, men all looked the same in her eyes, like RMB.

Sister Jiao said hello and walked away. A Ping was still standing at the door, smiling respectfully.

Shen Munan glanced at him from a distance, slowly exhaled smoke rings from his mouth, and asked unhurriedly, "What's your name?"

"Wu Ping." A Ping narrowed his flattering little eyes, "You can call me A Ping."

Shen Munan leaned over to flick the ash into the ashtray, with a half-smile on his face, "You're pretty smart."

A Ping was overwhelmed by flattery, and was so excited that he said, "Mr. Shen, if you want to do anything in the future, just tell me. I am familiar with Beishi."

He has been in Beishi for five years, staggering along the way, knowing that if a small guy like himself wants to step up a class, he must cling to the big tree of the rich and rely on the big tree with his back. Trees are good for shade.

Shen Munan crushed out the cigarette in his hand, raised his eyelids and teased A Ping, "Come in and have a drink with me."

"Good, good."

A Ping closed the door, trotted into the box, stood on the side of the coffee table, with the same pleasant surprise on his face.

Shen Munan raised his chin, pointed to the sofa in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "Sit."

"Boss Shen, sit down too." A Ping rubbed his hands together, and sat down cautiously, a little embarrassed.

There were two bottles of cognac on the coffee table. They were serious top-grade foreign wines with high alcohol content and strength. A Ping opened one of the bottles and poured a glass for him and Shen Munan.

A Ping didn't dare to talk too much, Mr. Shen asked him to drink with him, and he opened his mouth to drink, feeling dizzy from the heat, and he couldn't speak well, saying whatever he wanted.

"That Mr. Jiang, I ran into him a few days ago."

Shen Munan shook the cup in his hand, squinted his eyes slightly, and let out a dull hoarse sound under his huge Adam's apple, "Huh?"

"Just under the overpass in front of RT-Mart, he took a bundle of celery and stood by to watch people fight. I think Mr. Jiang was very happy watching it."

Shen Munan was silent, a smile flashed in his eyes, and then he said: "He can do this kind of boring thing."

A Ping saw that this topic attracted him well, so he continued, "I was thinking about what's so interesting about fighting. After watching it for so long, I stood next to Mr. Jiang and watched it with him. He... "

"This place is really hard to find." The door opened suddenly, and Xu Qi leaned against the door with his high heels on.

A Ping knew that Mr. Shen's friend had come, and immediately swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

Shen Munan lazily glanced at the woman at the door, without saying a word, leaned over and put the cup in his hand on the coffee table, and asked A Ping, "Can you drive?"

A Ping also imitated Shen Munan's action, put down his wine glass, and maintained the obedience he should have despite being slightly drunk. Alcohol made him a lot more courageous, and his voice was obviously higher than before, "Meeting, meeting."

"Come and drive for me in the future."

A Ping stood up abruptly, bowed his body, his tongue hadn't smoothed out from the ecstasy, "Thank you, thank you Mr. Shen."

Xu Qi was left out for a while, out of habit, she didn't get too angry, but when she came in, the slender heels of her shoes rattled the floor.

"Come here for fun, you should pick something better." She squinted at A Ping, talking nonsense on purpose.

A Ping smiled at her, not daring to vent his anger, wondering who this aunt who suddenly appeared was, and he couldn't offend her in a muddle-headed way.

Xu Qi threw away her bag, sat on the sofa elegantly, crossed her legs, took out her lady's cigarette from the bag, lit one, and raised the corners of her eyes, "You know who I am Do you dare to laugh like that?"

Ah Ping's smile was innocently restrained, and he stood stiffly aside, hesitating and speechless.

In the tense momentum, Shen Munan was dumb for a moment as if he had nothing to do with himself. After he picked up the cup again and took a sip, he looked at Xu Qi and asked jokingly: "Tell me, who are you?"

Xu Qi has nothing to say, the premise of the fox pretending to be the tiger is that the tiger can't find it.

A Ping resumed the smile just now, pretending to be polite, Xu Qi looked more and more annoyed, and said coldly: "You go out."

Shen Munan didn't say anything, Ah Ping was in a dilemma, he didn't know whether to listen to this woman or continue to drink with Mr. Shen.

"I told you to go out, I don't understand human language!" Xu Qi was furious.

Suddenly, the glass wine glass slammed on the marble countertop, making a heavy and crisp sound. Both Xu Qi and A Ping were taken aback, and followed the sound to look at the serious man.

Xu Qi had no choice but to soften his face, gestured to A Ping, and whispered: "You go out first."

A Ping glanced at Mr. Shen who was sitting on the sofa, nodded to the woman, and stooped out.

"Bah! Dogs rely on people!" The door closed, and he spat hard on the ground.

The atmosphere in the private room was tense, Xu Qi twisted his waist and sat down, leaned on the man, and muttered to his ears, "Why are you so angry all of a sudden?"

She lit a cigarette for the man, and Shen Munan took it over quietly, took a deep breath, his black eyes squinted at the woman beside him, and his anger was gradually accumulating.

"Have you ever gone to Wen Jinyan?" He asked extremely lazily.

Xu Qi's body froze, but his hands and feet were still soft. They entangled the man like snakes, "I also met your fiancée by chance."

"By chance?" Shen Munan raised his eyebrows, and stuffed half of the cigarette into the woman's mouth. He didn't speak until he heard a coughing sound, "You're going to make my house go crazy."

Xu Qi blew out the cigarette in embarrassment, feeling a little bitter in his heart, and his snake-like body entangled the man even more, "I didn't say anything to her, I just said that I was your friend, I've known you for many years, it's her own thinking gone."

Shen Munan fiddled with the woman coldly, apparently missing her soft snake venom.

"What else do you want to tell her? Can't you tell who you are!"

These words were extremely harsh to Xu Qi's ears. She followed Shen Munan when she was in the United States. In the eyes of others, they were boyfriend and girlfriend. - Start with the body, don't talk about love and don't talk about love.

But she is a woman after all, and the blood flowing in her heart is always warm.

"Mr. Shen, then what should I be?" Xu Qi's eyelids seemed to be getting old, and a crease formed.

Shen Munan glanced at her lightly, without saying a word, he drank all the wine in the glass with a raised head.

Xu Qi sneered suddenly, ran his fingers through his hair, and when he picked his eyes again, he had the exquisite and glamorous appearance just now.

"I just can't figure out my identity. This is not as good as your little lover. How clear he is, he can leave as soon as he says it." She raised her thin eyebrows and said in a rambling voice.

Shen Munan was silent for a while, then suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth, and smiled palely, "Are you worthy of being compared with him?"

Xu Qi suppressed the soreness in his heart, and sneered in a sharp voice: "I am not worthy of being compared with him, but he doesn't seem to be any better than me. Mr. Shen wants to marry a rich family, so he is also left behind. Miss Wen is much luckier than the two of us, who gave her a famous father, Shen Munan, you might as well marry her father home."

"Get out." Shen Munan vomited lightly, his face became paler under the light.

Xu Qi raised her face proudly, even if it was hard to get over the water, it was worth it, she put on her bag, stepped on her high heels and walked towards the door of the box.

When she opened the door, she had a sudden whim and looked back at the cold-blooded man. This was the man she had loved for many years. She silently shed tears for the man for the last time in her heart.

A Ping has been guarding outside the box, seeing Xu Qi coming out of it, he first smiled, and then quickly peeked in through the narrow door.

Xu Qi couldn't understand his timid and timid appearance, so he said coldly: "Boss Shen drank too much, find someone to send him back."

A Ping politely watched Xu Qi leave, and when he walked five meters away, he rolled his eyes and cursed again, "You are a dog!"

"Mr. Shen." A Ping walked in and said softly, "I'll arrange someone to take you back."

Shen Munan closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa, waved his hands at the sound, and gently lifted his drunken eyelids, "Where did he go after that?"

"What?" A Ping couldn't connect to Mr. Shen's words for a moment.

Shen Munan slowly closed his eyes, and did not speak again, there is no more elegant silence in the world than this.

Half an hour later, the cell phone on the coffee table rang, but he turned a deaf ear to it and remained motionless in a resting posture with his eyes closed.

"Mr. Shen, the phone is ringing." A Ping reminded carefully from the side.

Shen Munan opened his eyes impatiently, and looked down at the screen, his face was still weak, not much better than before.

"Go home now, I have something to look for you." Father Shen's calm and pretentious voice was on the phone.

Shen Munan hung up the phone, buried his head and rested for half a minute, then got up and walked out, his face still had that blurred and tired expression.

"Mr. Shen, you are going back."

A Ping called out to a younger brother in the clubhouse and asked him to take Mr. Shen back. If he hadn't been drunk today and couldn't drive, no one else could get this honor.

"Brother Ping, it's ok. After we get along well, I'll also help us find a job in front of Mr. Shen." Several men surrounded A Ping laughing and shouting.

"Go! You didn't leave a horoscope, and Mr. Shen just said it verbally."

A Ping was full of ambition, and his confidence in speaking was obviously full. He stretched his neck and looked at the man's back, still thinking about what he said in his heart.

— “Where did he go after that?”