This punch was so earth-shattering that the whole hall was silent for a few seconds, and then boiled up.
The chubby director rushed over desperately, yelling that he had something to say, and that he had something to say, while desperately standing between Han Yue and Xu Zhongyi. Several female colleagues turned pale and screamed and retreated, while the young engineer rushed forward, trying to persuade Xu Zhongyi, who was full of blood, and called Manager Xu and Manager Xu.
Han Yue shook his wrist and said, "You are not qualified to talk to me. Tell you Mr. Liu to come."
The director was startled, his eyes rolled a few times, and he decided that the hero would not suffer the immediate loss, so he quickly lowered his head and slipped away to find the leader. Within a few minutes, Mr. Liu squeezed out of the crowd with sweat profusely, smiling all over his face: "Second Young Master Han! Why are you here! You didn't send anyone to notify you!..." Then he turned his face and spoke harshly Ask the director: "What's the matter, what's the matter, how did this happen?"
The director winked at Chu Ci vigorously, and whispered something in a low voice.
Mr. Liu's expression changed all of a sudden.
He knew that Chu Ci was in charge of this project, but Xu Zhongyi was not from his faction, so he didn't know that Xu Zhongyi wanted to take away Chu Ci's project. If he knew, he would try his best to stop it if he was killed!
Xu Zhongyi is just a relative of a deputy director-level leader of the research institute group company. Regardless of his name as a manager, his academic ability is actually quite average. The general interpersonal relationship in this kind of state-owned enterprise is extremely complicated, and the relatives of the leader affect the interests of the leader, so generally no one will easily offend the relatives of these crony factions. When Mr. Liu usually meets Xu Zhongyi and his faction, he is only enthusiastic. They nodded and exchanged greetings, neither trying to win them over nor provoking them.
But Chu Ci is different. As the youngest engineer in the entire group, Chu Ci's position is really too detached - he himself is relatively capable in academics, and at that time, it was Han Yue who personally came forward to promote him when he was appraised as an engineer!
Although Chu Gong is relatively low-key, he usually keeps his head down and works quietly, and neither preempts nor stands out, but several leaders have a clear account in their hearts, knowing that he has the label of the Han family on him, and he is not at the same level as Xu Zhongyi's first-class people .
The superior's attitude towards him is that if he can be wooed, it's good. Even if he can't be wooed, he must never offend him, let alone rob him of his academic achievements. After all, people may not know what relationship they have with the Han family. Who wants to offend a young engineer who is unknown on the surface but has a lot of background
Mr. Liu's cold sweat came down all of a sudden.
Han Yueruo glanced at him with a half-smile: "Mr. Liu, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you here all right?"
Mr. Liu wiped his sweat and smiled wryly: "TOEFL, TOEFL! How did Er Shao Han remember today..."
"I happened to pass by, but I didn't expect that you group of high-spirited people would fight in groups if you have nothing to do." Han Yue pointed to Xu Zhongyi and said, "Mr. Liu, don't be so nervous. I just saw my friend being beaten so I couldn't get angry. A little Return the blow, there is no other meaning. Look, he punched my friend, and I punched him, so it's even, don't you think?"
Mr. Liu said in his heart that this master doesn't know about academic papers yet! What a blessing! Oh, Mr. Chu, you are such a loyal gourd with a sawed-off mouth. I really misunderstood you! He hurriedly nodded and smiled apologetically: "Yes, yes, it's even. It's normal for young people to be impulsive after drinking too much! We are also from that age! How about it, wait Manager Xu got sober and told him to accompany Chu Gong, treat him to a meal, and that's the end of the matter! What do you think?"
Han Yue looked back at Chu Ci and asked, "What do you think?"
According to Han Yue's temper, it is really rare to remember to ask other people's opinions.
Chu Ci stared at Han Yue expressionlessly, and there was an inexplicable expression in her eyes, which seemed a little cold and disgusted.
Although Han Yue's EQ is relatively low, he has a beast-like keen male intuition. He can feel that Chu Ci is not happy, and even feels a little displeased...and resentful towards him.
But before he had time to say anything, Chu Ci stood up and said in a low voice, "Let's do it like this. I'm not feeling well, so I'll take my leave first."
Mr. Liu opened his mouth, but he didn't have time to stop him. He had passed through the crowd and strode out of the hotel lobby.
Hou Yu, Pei Zhi and others were standing at the door, Chu Ci passed them by without even turning his head, as if he didn't know these people at all. Han Yue was stunned for a moment, and rushed forward in two steps in three steps, the anger in his voice was already very obvious: "Chu Ci!"
Pei Zhi hurried to stop him: "What are you doing in public!"
Hou Yu also persuaded: "Don't make trouble and come to Han Er! Is there anything that can't be solved at home?"
Chu Ci had already walked to the hotel gate, Han Yue pushed Pei Zhi, rushed up and grabbed his shoulder, and pulled back fiercely: "What the hell do you mean, put on a face for me gone?"
Chu Ci frowned with pain in his shoulders: "...I'll show you face? How dare I? You Er Shao Han is a princeling in Beijing, and it's only a matter of one sentence to issue a death certificate for me. Beating people and scolding dogs is up to your temper, how dare I show you, Young Master Han Er, the face of a leopard who has eaten my ambitions? Am I impatient to live?"
Chu Ci has this kind of ability, a word or even a look can arouse Han Yue's greatest anger, causing him to erupt uncontrollably.
"...you try to say one more word." Han Yue's low voice was full of undisguised malice, and he interrupted Chu Ci before he could open his mouth: "—you dare to say one more word, I will die tonight you."
Although the words were not spoken loudly, Pei Zhi and Hou Yu who were standing nearby could hear them.
Chu Ci's expression changed, and it took him a while to force out a sentence: "...you scum!"
"I'm sorry, you can only live with this scumbag like me." Han Yue sneered, picked up Chu Ci and carried him on his shoulders, and strode towards the hotel room.
"Let go! Han Yue! Where are you taking me?!"
Han Yue turned a deaf ear and didn't care about the astonished eyes of others, and directly carried Chu Ci into the elevator. Pei Zhi and the others hurriedly followed, but none of them dared to touch Han Yue, who was furious, and all of them pretended not to see anything.
During the struggle, Chu Ci kicked Han Yue hard, probably very hard, and Han Yue grunted slightly in pain.
"Han Yue, you fucking! Let me go!"
Han Yue snorted and laughed: "Yo, you can also speak foul language."
Just at this moment, the elevator stopped with a ding, and he strode out carrying Chu Ci on his shoulders. In front of the box door, the hotel manager personally led a row of young boys and girls to wait. Seeing Han Ershao's formation, he was stunned: "You are..."
Han Yue ignored him, kicked the door in, and threw Chu Ci onto the sofa.
Hou Yu followed behind sweating and explained: "Second Young Master Han's housemates, haha, sharp-hearted, the two of them are playing tricks hahaha..."
Chu Ci suddenly turned over from the sofa and sat up, and then was pushed down slowly by Han Yue.
"Don't be afraid, it's not a big deal." He said lightly, "Brother had a few gatherings and invited a group of children to accompany him, so I'll bring you along,... There is no other meaning."
Han Yue and his group often meet up. If something important and difficult happens in a house, it needs to gather to ask for help; if there is any latest trend in the central government, it needs to gather to communicate with each other; if its relatives and friends have a bar party, it needs to gather to cheer for it; even if there is nothing , You can also have a meeting to connect with each other.
Although fresh and juicy courtesans are indispensable in the party, these princelings are still accustomed to bringing their boyfriends and girlfriends who are closer and used to them. The only difference between this kind of so-called male and female friends and the young ladies and gentlemen who accompany them in the entertainment venue is that they have fixed labels on their heads, and only specific benefactors can touch them. Without the benefactor nodding, others can't move easily.
For example, Pei Zhi brought his new favorite female companion, who is said to be a cellist in a certain orchestra, and her smile was rippling, very moving; Hou Yu also brought a handsome young man who is popular nowadays, only in his twenties , has now become popular in half of Asia. As for Hou Hongchang, he had an ambiguous friendship with Cheng Xurong, the female boss here and a famous strong woman in the entertainment venue. As soon as he sat down on his side, Cheng Xurong on the other side greeted him with a burst of seductive fragrance.
Most of the other friends who came with them also brought their own companions, even if some did not, there were no shortage of young and beautiful men and women of all colors in the box for them to choose at will. For a while, the room was full of laughter and laughter, and beauties with bare breasts and backs could be seen everywhere.
In comparison, Han Yue, who was sitting in silence, and Chu Ci, who had a cold face, looked particularly out of place. Even if someone wanted to take the opportunity to get close to Han Er Shao, they would not dare to approach Han Yue because of the low pressure around him.
Cheng Xurong winked and poked Hou Hongchang: "Achang, who offended Second Young Master Han today, why is he so stern? Who is that cold beauty sitting next to him?"
Before Hou Hongchang could open his mouth, his cousin Hou Yu interrupted him with an excuse: "Who is Han Er with? I still need to ask your opinion. Whoever he likes to take with you. You are a policeman from the police station. Interrogate his ancestor eighteen." generation?"
Cheng Xurong had never seen Hou Yu, who was always open and playful, with such a stern expression, and was stunned for a moment, but Hou Yu suddenly changed his face, and he was laughing and wandering as usual: "Han Er, the pillow man It’s really not that you are qualified to inquire about it. If you have such leisure, you might as well cultivate a relationship with Hongchang, or you will be overshadowed by the young and beautiful girls.”
"... Director Hou just likes to make jokes!" Cheng Xurong patted Hou Yu, then smiled coquettishly and wiped off her charming and smooth golden-brown curly hair, and asked, "What is Achang doing recently? Why don't you come to see him?" ?”
It's okay if she didn't mention it, but when it was mentioned, Hou Hongchang's face darkened immediately: "Did you not watch the news?"
"You mean yesterday's car accident? Seriously, what a big deal that is! Half of the people in Beijing know that your family knows everything, why can't you even solve the death of a mere migrant child?"
Although the room was noisy, Cheng Xurong's words were full of energy and charming, and Han Yue, Chu Ci and others who were sitting not far away could hear them clearly.
Han Yue's eyes moved, and he saw Chu Ci suddenly tilt his head, and glanced at Cheng Xurong.
It was hard to see his expression clearly in the dimly lit box, but Han Yue felt that his gaze was extremely profound, as if it contained some substantial power, it was fixed on the woman extremely condensedly.
This is really interesting. Han Yue had known Chu Ci for such a long time, and this was the first time he saw him go out of his way to see a woman.
"It's not just those media and the Internet talking nonsense, otherwise there would be such a big trouble. If you just pay some money before it's over, who would have thought that it would be so disappointing that day!"
"Then what do you do now?" Cheng Xurong rolled his eyes and smiled coquettishly: "Yes. The child's parents pester you just to blackmail you for more money. I heard that they are a couple Migrant workers here? Why don’t you bleed more, throw tens of millions of dollars to them, and keep them going back to their hometowns. What do you think?”
Hou Hongchang slammed the table with impatience: "I know they are doing it for money! I just hate this kind of unscrupulous people who dare to do anything for money. Do you know how much public opinion they have created? In the morning, my father My uncle even called me to scold me! I won’t give them a cent of this money, I just can’t swallow this bad breath!”
Cheng Xurong chuckled: "Okay, my young master Hou, you can lose tens of millions in the casino overnight, what do you care about such a small amount of money?"
"I can still have fun throwing money at the casino! Can this be the same?!"
Hou Hongchang took a sip of his wine and was slapping the table and cursing unscrupulously. Suddenly, the chair in front of him was pulled away, and then the very tempered engineer from Han Er Shao's family naturally sat down.
His movements were so calm and calm that a thought flashed in Hou Hongchang's mind: I heard that this person is still a high-level intellectual, and his behavior is very different from the people in the entertainment venue. People find it pleasing to the eye after watching it, and they can't afford to have any obscene thoughts. ...Could it be that people have read too many books, so they are full of poetry and books
"Mr. Hou doesn't seem to be in a good mood." Chu Ci smiled slightly, staring at Hou Hongchang's eyes, as if they were going to be nailed straight into his eye sockets.
"—Well, I heard that you like to gamble with two hands. It happens that we have time tonight. Why don't you come and play a few rounds of cards to improve your mood?"
After a few seconds of silence, Han Yue sat on the side, looking at Chu Ci with a slight frown.
Hou Hongchang laughed: "Hey, I can't tell that Chugong also plays cards! But we usually bet big, and we play a game for 100,000 yuan. Will your second young master Han pay for it?"
Han Yue showed a slight smile, adjusted a more comfortable sitting posture, and watched Chu Ci silently.
Chu Ci turned his head, stared at Han Yue in mid-air, and remained silent.
"... What kind of expression do you have?" Han Yue laughed, "It's rare that you ask me what I want, can I not give it? If you win, it's yours, and if you lose, it's mine. Just go ahead and play."
Chu Ci closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he was already facing Hou Hongchang, and smiled slightly: "—then let's have two studs, what do you think?"
"Stud? Good, good!" Hou Hongchang was aroused by the alcohol, and he was very interested. He immediately slapped the table and laughed: "I want to see how much money I can win from Young Master Han's pocket tonight!"