Chapter 182: The Blind Thing

Tang Lin's father, the richest man in Shanghai, is obsessed with looks. He only looks for beautiful wives and won't marry anyone unless they see a beautiful one.

After several years of asking a matchmaker to introduce her to someone, he finally found the most beautiful girl in Shanghai in his eyes.

As the saying goes, a son takes after his mother. Tang Lin looks like his mother and is tall like his father. He is fair-skinned and tall, with a rich man's face and a wealthy temperament.

Fang Mi thought that this man was just a mediocre match for Zhile, with only one advantage: he didn't look like he was eight years older than Zhile.

Compared with Zhile, her other advantages are just average. From what she just heard him say, he should be from another place. Would Zhile's parents be willing to let her marry someone from another place?

"Senior, you're here. That's a friend of mine." Wen Zhile took a step to the side to make room for her. "I mentioned before that I wanted to open a disco. He's the partner."

Are there financial transactions?

Fang Mi was shocked.

Wen Zhile didn't notice anything unusual about her, and smiled and tilted his head: "The disco will open next week, senior sister, you can invite your friends to come and play, I'll treat you."

"Okay, I'll definitely go if Boss Wen tells me to." It was a good opportunity to find out what kind of person that man is.

Time passed steadily for ten days. During these ten days, Tang Lin hired some students to distribute flyers in universities in the city, making sure that every department was taken care of.

The international channel also broadcasts advertisements every day, always before the English news to ensure maximum exposure.

With these two measures, Xiangdangdang Disco became well-known in Jingzhou. When students from Shanghai heard that there was a disco with the same name as the one in their hometown near their school, they immediately invited their fellow townsmen to go there.

At six o'clock on Saturday night, the entrance of the disco was crowded with people, making the surrounding shops look a bit pitiful.

Wen Zhile came here as soon as his last class in the afternoon ended. He was now in the innermost private room on the second floor, with Shu Chengan and Changsheng beside him.

Tang Lin was greeting guests downstairs, and Jiang Zhao came in after a while.

He did not come by himself, but was accompanied by Jiang Yuan, who had met Wen Zhile once before.

Wen Zhile looked at his cousin subconsciously.

As far as she knew, the marriage between the Jiang family and the military and political circles of Jingzhou had been terminated. Jiang Zhao suddenly brought Jiang Yuan here. Was he just here to have fun?

She stood up and greeted him.

Jiang Yuan smiled at her, moved closer to Jiang Zhao and whispered something.

Jiang Zhao glanced at Wen Zhile and introduced him politely: "Director Shu, Changsheng, this is my cousin Jiang Yuan. She heard that Tang Lin opened a disco in Jingzhou, so she came to play."

"Yes, it happens that tomorrow is Sunday and we have a day off." Jiang Yuan continued.

She quickly glanced at Shu Chengan and Changsheng, then walked towards Wen Zhile with a lack of interest: "Long time no see, classmate Wen."

"I'm a few years older than you. Can I call you by your name?"

She had a good attitude and Wen Zhile agreed.

"I'm telling you, I've dreamed of you several times since I last saw you." Jiang Yuan pulled Wen Zhile to sit on the black leather sofa and chatted with a smile, "I guess it's because you're so beautiful that you left a deep impression on me."

Although she didn't like Zhou Jihuai's attitude when they met last time, she had no opinion about Wen Zhile.

It's just that the two of them were not familiar with each other, so she didn't chat much with Wen Zhile at that time.

But now it was different. This was the second time they met, so they could be considered acquaintances.

Wen Zhile was a little surprised. She really didn't expect Jiang Yuan to say this as the first sentence.

Dream about her?

Jiang Yuan still had her hair tied in a high ponytail today. Her bangs were not straight and dull like those of other people, covering her forehead. Instead, she looked very frivolous. The hair on both sides of her bangs were slightly longer, and the curves were naturally connected.

There were no blemishes on her smooth oval face, and when she smiled, there were two obvious dimples on both sides of her cheeks.

Wen Zhile couldn't help but stick to her face for a few seconds, with a smile on his lips: "I dream about handsome gay men, why do you dream about me?"

Jiang Yuan kept his eyes on her face. While she was talking, his hands were busy. He asked Jiang Zhao to open a bottle of Arctic Ocean for her and handed it to the girl: "What's there for a man to dream about?"

"Last time we had dinner together, I saw that you liked to drink soda. Here you go."

Wen Zhile thanked him and took it.

Over there, Jiang Zhao met Shu Chengan for the first time and was socializing with him. Jiang Yuan found it boring and stood up after chatting for a while: "Shall we go to the first floor?"

It gets dark early in early spring, and the disco is getting more and more guests, with music blaring on the first floor.

Fortunately, Tang Lin had made arrangements with nearby residents in advance, otherwise he wouldn't have to look for Shu Cheng'an, and the public security comrades would have come on their own: they were called in by nearby residents who reported a nuisance to the police.

"Okay." This was Wen Zhile's first time entering a newly opened disco, and everything on the first floor was new to her.

Jiang Yuan saw through it at a glance and teased with a smile: "Is this your first time in a disco? Little boss."

The little girl frowned and said, "I used to be obsessed with studying."

The security guards hired by Tang Lin were scattered all over the first floor. When I walked to the stairs, I saw that they were all young people. They looked like students from their temperament. Social people and plainclothes police officers were scattered among them.

Wen Zhile looked towards the door. It was relatively quiet and the thugs had not arrived yet.

Jiang Yuan took care of Wen Zhile, who looked gentle, so he walked slowly: "Young Boss, was the decoration of your disco arranged by Tang Lin?"

Tang Lin downstairs noticed them and waved.

Jiang Yuan waved her hand and smiled: "When I first came in, I wanted to say, it's been so many years, why does Tang Lin still like this gorgeous style like when he was a child, afraid that others don't know that he has money, like a nouveau riche."

Wen Zhile glanced at Tang Lin's smiling face and couldn't help but want to laugh.

He probably didn't know that Jiang Yuan, who was smiling at him, was complaining about his aesthetics.

"This style is intimidating and convenient for raising ticket prices."

The two walked down the stairs, and Jiang Yuan clicked his tongue twice: "That makes sense, he deserves to make money."

Many classmates from Wen Zhile's class came to play and greeted her enthusiastically when they saw her.

She was young, and her classmates treated her as a younger sister who needed to be taken care of.

They didn't know that Wen Zhile was one of the owners of the disco.

Wen Zhile responded one by one, and then asked the waiter to give each student a free bottle of soda.

Before the waiter had finished delivering the food, there was a commotion at the door.

Jing Fan and Zhou Jihuai's other friends who knew of her existence were not in a position to show up in the disco, so they sent someone to deliver a basket of flowers, and bumped into a group of ferocious and evil people at the door.

All the flower baskets were overturned.

Several people sat in their private cars and looked at it from a distance, their expressions all gloomy.

Where did these blind people come from!