The substitute has awakened

Chapter 10

"Don't just have cocktails, have something red."

Lu Lin didn't answer, "Let's go. I have something to deal with. I'll charge my account tonight."

"No!" Chu Ziyu stood up quickly, "I knew you were coming, but I didn't call anyone on purpose. You were leaving, leaving me and Lao Xie staring at each other."

Xie Yunjie also said: "You really can't leave tonight. I have news to announce."

"I'm getting married."

"!" Chu Ziyu looked shocked, "Someone wants you?!"

Xie Yunjie swung his wine glass and smiled lazily, "I just met yesterday, the eldest lady of the Qiao family. The two groups happened to have a project to cooperate on, and we hit it off right away. The wedding date has been set for next month."

Chu Ziyu was at a loss for words. Although he knew that sooner or later such a day would come, he still couldn't help but feel sad. He patted Xie Yunjie on the shoulder. "Hey, I guess I'm close too. Between the three of us, Mr. Lu is free."

Xie Yunjie was amused by him, "He is too free. I bet he will die alone!"

Lu Lin sat back on the sofa and took the drink.

Chu Ziyu chuckled, "Anyway, someone will inherit Mr. Lu's legacy, so it doesn't matter. But I heard that Xiao Muchi recently established a company of his own?"

Lu Lin took a sip of wine and said, "I don't understand."

Chu Ziyu sighed. "You don't pay attention to your only nephew. Besides your career, who else do you have in mind?"

Xie Yunjie suddenly put down his wine glass. "Lao Lu, just tell me, what kind of fairy beauty can catch your eye?"

Lu Lin didn't think much about it and said, "Let it go."

At two o'clock in the morning, the bar was still very busy. Yan Heqing finished mixing the last glass of wine, changed his clothes and left work on time.

After leaving the bar, the warm air instantly turned into ice blades. Yan Heqing put on his scarf and was about to leave when Feng Zhixian came out from the corner and stopped Yan Heqing.

Feng Zhixian stopped him here half an hour in advance.

"Xiao Yan." Feng Zhixian observed Yan Heqing's face. He was a little red, but he couldn't tell whether he was drunk or not. "Where did you learn darts? You are so good at it."

Feng Zhixian drank a lot of wine, and his mouth smelled strongly of alcohol.

Yan Heqing didn't say anything and walked around him.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Feng Zhixian hurriedly grabbed his arm, his eyes blazing, "Xiao Yan, you are so heartless. I like you. I don't believe you can't tell."

At the exit of the parking lot not far away, a Maybach slowly drove out.

"Stop." The man in the back seat suddenly said.

The driver immediately stopped on the side of the road.

Lowering the window, Lu Lin looked towards the door of the bar.

After changing into regular clothes, the bartender looked even smaller, with a smaller face and a smaller temperament.

Chu Ziyu said he was 18?

Pulled by Feng Zhixian, Yan Heqing remained calm and said, "Feng Zhixian, is this the way you like people?"

The first time he heard Yan Heqing call his name, Feng Zhixian felt soft and itchy in his heart. Yan Heqing was completely different from his previous taste.