17
As soon as the interview was over, Meng Shuyu turned off the "notification showing message details" function on WeChat and didn't talk about Zhou Jun with Chen Xing for two consecutive days.
Chen Xing was also wronged.
Last time, the sisters were halfway through their meal when they were called away by the King of Hell. This time, they couldn’t even have a good chat through the screen.
When Friday came, Chen Xing had nothing to do anyway, so she decided to come to Hangzhou to spend the weekend with Meng Shuyu. Seeing that she had already worked twelve days in a row, she suggested that they go to a disco to relieve stress.
Meng Shuyu was also immersed in bar culture when he was in college, but after graduation he worked as a serious person in a large group every day, and most of the people around him were "dignified", so he gradually stopped having fun.
Moreover, I don’t have any extra energy after work, and I just want to lie down at home on weekends, so I have seldom gone to places with bright lights and nightlife in recent years.
After hearing Chen Xing's suggestion, Meng Shuyu suddenly felt a little greedy.
She's been having a hard time lately and really needs to indulge herself and relieve stress.
On Friday evening, Meng Shuyu finished a week's work. The email interface was still on the computer screen, but his soul had already left the industrial park.
When it was time to get off work, Chen Xing sent a message: I’m at the entrance of your company. How is this place tonight [picture]
Meng Shuyu: Sure, my sister Xing’s vision must be good enough.
Chen Xing: Okay, I'll go and reserve a booth, but it's a bit too busy for just the two of us. Do you have any friends over there? You can call one or two.
Meng Shuyu looked past the computer in front of him and glanced at Tang Xuanxuan who was sitting in Zhou Jun's office cubicle. He sent her a message: Do you want to go clubbing after get off work? I'll take you.
When Tang Xuanxuan received the message, she looked up at Zhou Jun who was still busy in the office, then quietly turned her head to look at the general manager's office and saw Meng Shuyu winking at her.
Tang Xuanxuan suppressed her excitement and replied: Okay, I’ve never been there before, where are we going
Meng Shuyu: Not far away, it’s the Muse that Sister Yang mentioned in the office a few days ago.
Tang Xuanxuan: Put your hands together/May God bless Mr. Zhou to get off work early today.
Meng Shuyu: You can try and ask if they want the canteen to arrange dinner for him.
After the message was sent, Tang Xuanxuan on the other end stood up obediently, and came back after a moment and made an "x" gesture to Meng Shuyu.
Meng Shuyu's hand holding the mouse flicked twice quickly.
Five minutes later, Zhou Jun walked out of the office carrying his coat.
Happiness came too suddenly. Tang Xuanxuan hesitated for two seconds before she stood up respectfully: "Boss Zhou, are you going to get off work?"
Zhou Jun nodded and walked out without stopping.
Meng Shuyu was also a little surprised that Zhou Jun left so early today. Seeing that he didn't even look at her, she thought that tonight should be settled.
She happily turned off the computer, made a gesture of "waiting for you at the door" to the person on the other end, and went to find Chen Xing first.
Tang Xuanxuan hurriedly sent out the last email, returned to the general manager's office, packed up her things and left the office.
Tang Xuanxuan ran into Feng Yiming who was returning from the restroom in the corridor and said hurriedly, "Yiming, I'm leaving first. I'll send you the report after it's checked."
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave after work?"
Tang Xuanxuan giggled: "Sister Shuyu wants to take me to Muse to dance!"
11pm, Muse Bar.
Tang Xuanxuan followed Meng Shuyu and Chen Xing through the crowd and sat down at the booth to the deafening hip-pop drum beats. She was surprised that she couldn't help covering her ears as soon as she entered the door, while Meng Shuyu and Chen Xing remained calm and talked and laughed, as happy as if they were back home.
Looking at Meng Shuyu's outfit tonight, Tang Xuanxuan couldn't help but sigh, "A true man never reveals his true face."
After getting off work in the evening, she had dinner outside with Meng Shuyu and Chen Xing, and then went to Meng Shuyu's apartment.
Seeing Meng Shuyu, who was wearing a dignified and elegant OL suit, suddenly changed into a dark green satin suspender skirt, a neutral black suit, her long hair tied up with a black scarf, and a bling bling full makeup - the moment she stood up from the makeup mirror and looked back, she was speechless on the spot.
If it weren't for today, Tang Xuanxuan would have no idea that Meng Shuyu, who looked sweet and harmless, had such a hot side.
Amid the colorful lights, the drumbeats grew louder and louder. Tang Xuanxuan asked them in disbelief, "Will it always be this noisy here?"
Meng Shuyu leaned over and whispered in her ear: "It gets even noisier after twelve o'clock. Just get used to it."
Tang Xuanxuan looked at the men and women swaying around her helplessly, and continued to ask in a hoarse voice: "How can I make it look like this is not my first time?"
Meng Shuyu came closer again: "The first step is not to speak with a loud voice, just say it like me."
"Why?"
"Why do you think it's so noisy here? It's just a chance for men and women to whisper to each other."
Tang Xuanxuan suddenly realized and gave Meng Shuyu a thumbs up.
Chen Xing pointed to the dance floor in front of them and asked the two, "Want one to go?"
Tang Xuanxuan quickly shook her head: "I can't do it, I can't do it, I need to get used to it for a while, you guys go first."
Meng Shuyu took off his suit jacket while instructing, "Then you sit here. If someone approaches you, just refuse them directly. And watch the wine and fruit plates on the table and don't let anyone touch them."
Tang Xuanxuan nodded and made an "ok" gesture.
Meng Shuyu and Chen Xing went to the dance floor to dance.
Because he was worried about Tang Xuanxuan, after warming up, Meng Shuyu asked Chen Xing to go back to the booth first.
When I came back, I saw Tang Xuanxuan sitting upright in her seat with a serious look on her face.
"What's wrong?" Meng Shuyu sat down next to her, his shoulders shaking with laughter, "Are you here to have fun in the nightclub, or to be a secretary in the nightclub?"
"I'm here to be your secretary," Tang Xuanxuan bit her lip and said to her, "Look at the two o'clock direction."
Meng Shuyu looked towards the two o'clock direction -
Three meters away, at the booth diagonally opposite, a man in a white shirt and black trousers was leaning back in his chair, holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, and talking and laughing with the man walking next to him.
Like a conditioned reflex, Meng Shuyu straightened his back along with Tang Xuanxuan's.
Chen Xing watched Meng Shuyu's expression change from color to black and white in just one second, and followed her line of sight: "Oh, that's not you..."
"Our President Zhou." Tang Xuanxuan nodded.
"He—" Meng Shuyu squinted at Zhou Jun and asked Tang Xuanxuan, "Did he see us?"
Before Tang Xuanxuan answered, Zhou Jun on the other end seemed to sense something and suddenly turned his head to look over.
Their eyes met under the changing light, and Meng Shuyu read a strong sense of aggressiveness from his fixed gaze.
The next moment, Zhou Jun looked at her from afar, picked up the ice stone cup in his hand, tilted his head back and slowly poured the amber wine in the cup into his throat.
Meng Shuyu stared at his rolling Adam's apple and his heart suddenly sank.
I felt strangely as if I had become the glass of whiskey in his hand, being swallowed bit by bit by him.
However, after a glass of wine, he looked away as if he didn't care and continued chatting and laughing with the people around him.
It was as if the hunting aura just now was just Meng Shuyu's illusion.
Chen Xing looked at Meng Shuyu and Tang Xuanxuan sitting like elementary school students, and was so happy that she leaned back and forth on the sofa: "Are you in class?"
Tang Xuanxuan sniffed: "Sister, you don't understand. I feel like I was caught by the dean at a nightclub..."
"No, it's understandable since Xiao Tang just left school. Meng Shuyu, why are you so cowardly?" Chen Xing pulled Meng Shuyu's arm, "Are you going to leave in the second wave?"
"Chen Xing," Meng Shuyu said solemnly, "I recently reviewed it and found that there is no problem when you appear alone. Once you and Zhou Jun appear at the same time, the power of the two of you combined is particularly explosive."
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Chen Xing recalled silently and nodded: "Now that you put it that way, it seems to be the case."
Meng Shuyu took a deep breath and said, "So I can't dance with you today. I always feel like something bad will happen if I have fun. I decided to be serious tonight."
Fortunately, Chen Xing was very outgoing and soon found some sisters to dance with in the nightclub.
At the booth, Meng Shuyu put on his suit jacket again, wrapped himself tightly, and ate fruit with Tang Xuanxuan. He didn't touch the bottles of wine on the table and only drank watermelon juice the whole time.
But even though she was so low-key, Tang Xuanxuan still found that since Meng Shuyu sat down at the booth, the number of men who came to their table to chat up had increased dramatically.
Almost every time he ate two pieces of watermelon, Meng Shuyu would wave his hand to the people beside him: No sharing the table, no drinking, no adding contact information.
During a gap, Tang Xuanxuan leaned over to Meng Shuyu's ear and said, "Sister Shuyu, it's 10 to 9."
"What?" Meng Shuyu glanced at the screen above his head, but didn't see any table tennis match.
"I'm counting the number of women who chatted up with Mr. Zhou and the number of men who chatted up with you."
"… "
Meng Shuyu finally forgot about Zhou Jun for a while, and when he remembered to look at him again, he saw a heavily made-up, hot woman bending over and talking in his ear.
But this time, no matter how long she looked at him, he didn't return her gaze like he did before, but just concentrated on answering the woman's questions.
Meng Shuyu: "So... who is 10?"
"Ah?" Tang Xuanxuan was stunned for a moment before she reacted, "Oh, Mr. Zhou is 10, no, with this one it's 11."
Meng Shuyu poked a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and said, "I won't come here next time."
"Why?"
“The gender ratio is a bit unbalanced.”
Tang Xuanxuan was just pondering Meng Shuyu's words when she suddenly saw two men walking towards her side by side.
"Sister Shuyu, you will soon tie with Mr. Zhou..."
Meng Shuyu was just joking, not really wanting to deal with this kind of thing. Hearing this, he choked up and looked up to see the man in riveted clothes approaching him: "Beauty, would you like to share a table?"
"No, there's no room." Meng Shuyu waved his hand.
"It's all empty, so give me a hand. We'll pay for the drinks."
"do not drink."
"Then we can chat!"
Meng Shuyu raised his head impatiently and wanted to say something, but he saw the hand of the man in the jacket behind the man with rivets passed by the edge of the watermelon juice bottle on the table.
Meng Shuyu's eyes flashed and he looked at the two of them.
Just as he was thinking about countermeasures, Chen Xing happened to come back from the intermission and pushed the man in the jacket: "What did you just play?"
"What?" The man in the jacket shrugged. "What are you talking about?"
"I asked you what you put in our watermelon juice just now?" Chen Xing pointed at the man's nose, "Do you want to tell me now, or do you want to tell the police after I call them?"
Meng Shuyu immediately stood up and went to pull Chen Xing, and whispered quickly in her ear: "… Just bear with it for a while and think of a solution later."
"Call the police?" The man in the jacket was already provoked. He picked up a bottle of wine on the table and weighed it. "Go ahead, call the police. I'll watch you do it."
Tang Xuanxuan was startled and froze in her seat, not daring to move. She didn't know how the two sides started arguing and pushing each other in the blink of an eye.
Meng Shuyu protected Chen Xing and retreated backwards. They were both knocked down by someone's foot and fell next to Tang Xuanxuan.
Then there was a loud bang and the bottle hit the table.
Glass shattered and screams were heard from all directions. The man in the jacket came straight towards the three men with a half-broken bottle in his hand.
At the moment when Meng Shuyu's scream was stuck in her throat, a familiar figure appeared in her sight.
The jacket man's wrist was bent upwards, and the broken bottle that was heading straight for her face turned a corner.
Zhou Jun twisted the man's arm and knocked him down, pressing him face down on the ground.
The man in the jacket howled in pain, his face turning pale.
Meng Shuyu stared at the two of them, panting heavily, his hands and feet so limp that he lost all feeling.
When she came to her senses, Zhou Jun had already stood up, kicked away the dead body of the man in the jacket, and walked up to her: "Is there anything wrong?"
Meng Shuyu wanted to shake his head, but first saw the blood-red cuffs of his shirt: "You are injured..."
Zhou Jun looked down and said, "It's okay."
Some were watching, some were calling the police, some were cleaning up the mess, some were trying to calm down.
Meng Shuyu suddenly woke up in the darkness, stood up, took Zhou Jun's arm, asked him to sit on the sofa beside him, then bent down and rolled up his sleeves to take a look.
The wound on the back of the wrist was of unknown depth, and blood was oozing out.
"Stop the bleeding, stop the bleeding first..." Meng Shuyu touched his pockets, didn't find any tissue, and looked around again.
Zhou Jun seemed like nothing had happened. He sat quietly on the sofa and looked up at her, his eyes rising and falling as she searched.
Meng Shuyu bent over and searched for a long time at the table, but couldn't find the tissue box. He turned around to ask someone, and suddenly felt a hand on the back of his head.
The next second, she was pushed down and fell on Zhou Jun.
We are so close that we can hear each other’s breath.
Zhou Jun placed his hands on the back of her head and gathered her long hair, then gently pulled away the silk scarf that tied her hair.
Her long hair cascaded down like a waterfall, and Meng Shuyu seemed to have lost her soul as she stared into Zhou Jun's eyes as dark as a deep pool.
Seeing him holding up the silk scarf, he smiled at her: "This one will do."
The author has something to say: If you can do it, then so can I!