"Just help us introduce..."
Other wealthy sisters also spoke up, and for a moment, Pei Youguang had the illusion that he was actually very popular.
Introducing them to Brother Jing... shouldn't be a problem.
Besides being a little worried about whether his body can handle it...
Just when Pei Youguang was already in a daze, Pei Tiancheng glanced at him.
"bright."
Pei Youguang immediately became clear-headed and said quickly, "Brother!"
Pei Tiancheng smiled and said gently: "I also want to meet this kind of young hero..."
"Thank you for your help."
Pei Youguang didn't dare to refute, and lowered his head and said: "Yes..."
…
After shaking hands with the man named Li Zhaoquan, although Xue Jing felt a little puzzled, he didn't care.
He walked around the hall for a while and saw a long table full of buffet food next to him, so he walked over and wanted to get something to eat.
Taking a plate from the cutlery table next to the table, Xue Jing looked at the dazzling array of dishes, feeling a little conflicted.
"Brother Jing, Brother Jing!"
Hearing a call from the side, Xue Jing turned around and saw a wealthy young man dressed in a black suit and well-dressed.
It turned out to be Pei Youguang
He raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, and said, "There is light, why are you here?"
Pei Youguang chuckled, lifted his collar, and said, "I came here to attend the banquet. I didn't expect to see you here, Brother Jing."
"Brother Jing, I saw you and that big guy 'joining hands' just now, it's amazing."
He gave a thumbs up.
Xue Jing picked up a meatball from the buffet table and said, "Oh? Did you figure it out?"
Pei Youguang scratched his head, a little embarrassed: "I didn't see it... Actually, my eldest brother told me, he said you won."
The two chatted for a while, and Pei Youguang pondered for a moment and said:
"Brother Jing, my elder brother wants to see you..."
Xue Jing pretended not to hear anything. He reached out and picked up the fried meatball on the plate with a fork, put it in his mouth, took a bite, chewed for a while, and swallowed it.
Pei Youguang quickly added: "He said you are a young hero and he admires you very much. He just wants to get to know you. Brother Jing, my eldest brother is very powerful. He is a genius who entered the inner ring university through the "martial arts exam"..."
"There are a lot of people over there who want to make friends with you. They are all young men and women from the upper circles of Qingcheng..."
Seeing that he looked a little anxious, Xue Jing put down the plate, took out a tissue from the table, and wiped his fingers slowly.
Then he smiled and said, "Youguang, you may have misunderstood."
He placed his hand on Pei Youguang's shoulder, and the smile on his lips was a little cold.
"Your brother, the second generation in your circle, or even the worker at a roadside convenience store."
"If you want to get to know me and make friends, that's not a problem. I welcome it."
"But if they really want to make friends with me, then let them come to me themselves."
“If you want something, you should go get it yourself, instead of waiting for someone to bring it to you.”
After a pause, Xue Jing said softly: "They want to know me, not me who wants to know them. Don't make the mistake."
After saying that, he patted Pei Youguang on the shoulder and turned away.
Pei Youguang stood there in a daze for a long time before he suddenly felt panicked.
It's over, he screwed up.
Pei Youguang felt like he was falling into an icy cave.
He could feel that at that moment, the relationship between him and Brother Jing had become much colder.
Only then did he realize that his way of "introduction" was a bit humiliating to Xue Jing.
Wanted to get to know him, but instead of coming over on his own initiative, he asked others to come over and call him over...
This kind of bossy approach is undoubtedly condescending.
It seemed as if it was an honor for Xue Jing to know them, as if it was a matter of course.
Even they themselves probably didn't realize it.
Pei Youguang looked at Xue Jing's back, which was straight, strong and broad like a pine tree. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, no word came out.
It's over, he screwed up...
…
Ask for monthly ticket
Chapter 64 Invisible Monster
Pei Youguang returned to the small group in a daze.
Seeing him like this, Pei Tiancheng frowned.
"You Guang, where is your senior? Why didn't he come with you?"
Others also looked at him with doubtful eyes.
Pei Youguang seemed to want to say something but hesitated. After thinking for a while, he scratched his head.
"Haha, I was having so much fun chatting just now that I forgot to tell my senior about this." An awkward smile appeared on his plump face.
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone looked dissatisfied and surprised.
"Second Master Pei, why are you like this? You even forgot this?" a girl asked with a dissatisfied look on her face.
Pei Youguang smiled awkwardly: "Sorry, sorry..."
Pei Tiancheng seemed to be thinking about something. He groaned for a while, nodded, and said lightly: "Is that so... Then forget it. He still has responsibilities to attend to, so it's not good to disturb him."
He seemed to have a high status in the circle. After he said this, although others still had strong opinions, they stopped talking.
But she was vaguely feeling more and more repulsed by Pei Youguang, a man who could never fit into the group.
Seeing that the atmosphere was somewhat silent, Ye Chenglin clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention, and said with a smile:
"Okay, we have another show tonight. Later on, let's go explore the suite where the dead person is. Maybe we can come across something exciting!"
…
The other side.
Zhao Dequan, the driver who drove Xue Jing to Ruizhu Hotel, was pushing a cart towards the elevator with both hands. On the cart was a large cream cake with seven or eight layers stacked on top of each other.
As the hotel manager, he didn't need to do this job himself, but the guests in the banquet hall on the 22nd floor were not ordinary guests.
In order to prevent his employees from making mistakes due to clumsiness, and also with the idea of building relationships with this group of rich and powerful second-generation people, he chose to deliver the cake himself.
"bite-"
The elevator door opened, and Zhao Dequan carefully pushed the cake and slowly walked in.
"Um?"
After entering the elevator, Zhao Dequan looked at the person next to him with some confusion.
He was a tall man wearing a black sports suit, a black baseball cap, and large sunglasses on his nose that completely covered his eyes. The lower half of his face was also tightly covered by a mask, and even his hands were wearing construction gloves.
The man was also holding a cart in his hand, and on the cart was a rectangular object that was completely sealed with black tape, and it was impossible to tell what it was.
"Uh... Hello." Zhao Dequan subconsciously greeted the other party.
Because someone died yesterday, most of the guests at Ruizhu Hotel checked out. Today, except for the banquet hall on the 22nd floor, the entire hotel was almost dead silent.
He really didn't expect to run into... a guest in the elevator
Zhao Dequan felt vaguely uneasy.
This outfit doesn't look right no matter how you look at it. He knows all the hotel staff, so he shouldn't be an employee...
However, Zhao Dequan, who is now middle-aged and has become very experienced, understands the principle that it is better to have less trouble than more.
Don't worry about who others are or what they want to do. The police officer is responsible for handling cases, and the security guard is responsible for safety. He is just a small manager...
Many guests are weird like this...it's very common.
He comforted himself.
The elevator door slowly closed.
The strange man didn't speak.
Zhao Dequan was restless, as he always felt that the man in front of him was staring at his neck behind his sunglasses.
"Today... it's so hot, even though it's almost November, haha." Zhao Dequan smiled awkwardly, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and wiped the cold sweat from his face.
“…” The man said nothing.
Zhao Dequan restlessly turned his hands around on the cart's armrest, watching the elevator floor display slowly climb up, complaining in his heart why it was so slow.
17th floor, 18th floor, 19th floor…
Just as the elevator was about to reach the 22nd floor.
"Rustle, rustle—"
The rectangular object on the cart in the man's hand suddenly shook, and a strange rustling sound was heard.
Zhao Dequan suddenly thought of the shabby rental house he lived in when he was young. In the quiet of the night, cockroaches climbed onto his wooden bed and scurried around his ears...
"… "
The strange man turned his head towards Zhao Dequan.
Even though he was wearing sunglasses, he could clearly feel that the other person was staring at him. Zhao Dequan's heart was beating like thunder and his eyes were gradually filled with fear.
"bite-"
The elevator door opened.
"save-"
Zhao Dequan's head slipped off his neck before he could utter just one word.
Blood gushed out, dyeing the huge cream cake into a 'strawberry cake'.
"Tsk." Duan Kaiping rubbed his bloody hands on the corpse in disgust.
The rectangular object wrapped in black tape suddenly began to shake violently.
Duan Kaiping's expression changed: "It's bad, it smells blood and hasn't been fed for a day, it's going crazy!"
He immediately got on the cart, kicked Zhao Dequan's body and the cake aside, pushed the rectangular object out of the elevator, and sped down the corridor.
Not long after, he saw the door of the banquet hall. The vibration of the rectangle became more and more violent, and the black tape on it made a crackling sound and was cracking everywhere.
Duan Kaiping's expression changed drastically, and he immediately pushed the cart hard towards the door of the banquet hall. At the same time, he took out a remote control-like device from his pocket.
There was a red button on the device. Duan Kaiping turned around without hesitation, ran madly to the stairs which served as the emergency exit, and pressed the red button.
In a hidden place on the 22nd floor, a small black round box suddenly flashed red light.
"Beep-beep-beep-"
…
"Sorry, I don't use a mobile phone and don't have WeChat."
In the hall, Xue Jing was smiling and shaking his head, politely declining an approach from a girl in a sexy off-shoulder dress.
"Hey~ Don't lie, little handsome boy, just add a little bit, I won't eat you~"
However, the other party was a bit persistent. While pouting, she put her arm around Xue Jing's arm and buried his hand in the soft spot intentionally or unintentionally.
Xue Jing remained calm, secretly sighing, what a rich woman...