Chapter 67 Chapter 67 Newcomer
Tickets for LiNx are hard to come by in this city, and Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi are only able to see the world thanks to Song Youning.
After arriving at the bar, the manager was waiting at the door, serving and guiding them all the way. They passed by the high bar but didn't go in, heading further in. Listening to the lively music on the side, Zheng Zhilin asked Song Youning in front of them, "Mr. Song, where are we going?"
"Private room." Song Youning said with a look of disgust: "It's too noisy outside."
This meant they couldn't go to the party, so Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "Oh..."
Song Youning immediately understood that they thought the private room was less fun than outside. He coughed and smiled, then asked the manager, "I heard you guys hired some internet celebrities recently?"
"That's right. We've invited everyone with a good following on short video platforms to come and support us. The one performing right now is Xiao Huang."
Upon hearing this name, Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi opened their eyes wide, looked at each other, and then took a breath.
Song Youning turned around and saw the two of them looking excited. He asked in confusion, "Is she famous?"
Li Yi nodded frantically. "That abs transition video I sent you a few days ago, the one with millions of likes is him! So handsome!"
They posted so many borderline videos every day that Song Youning couldn't remember who to invite. He nodded and turned to the manager and said, "Then after he finishes his performance, ask him to come to my box to play."
The manager looked embarrassed, and Song Youning continued lightly, "I'll double the appearance fee."
The manager, who had been looking embarrassed at first, suddenly smiled happily: "Okay, I'll ask him to come over as soon as he finishes there."
Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi's eyes were shining with anticipation. They were about the same age as Song Youning and came from well-off families. They joined the company just because their parents wanted them to have something to do.
Song Youning hadn't felt bored staying home all day before, but now she was at the company all day, and it was hard to get through the day without the two of them. These two people were straightforward and had no ulterior motives, otherwise they wouldn't have gotten close to her.
"Mr. Song, do you come here often?" Li Yi took Song Youning's arm and asked curiously seeing that she seemed familiar with the place.
“It’s my first time here.”
The manager ushered them into the private room. Song Youning leaned over and instructed him, "Call some people over to keep you company. They should be handsome and have good figures. Don't bring any ugly people here."
Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi looked at her familiar appearance and didn't believe that this was her first time here.
Song Youning found a seat and sat down. He didn't bother to explain to the two girls' suspicious looks and said, "Why are you standing? Come and sit down."
In a sense, Song Youning did not lie.
The "Song Youning" in the book is indeed visiting such a place for the first time, but she from the real world is not.
However, Song Youning is usually busy with work, so the parties are basically organized by friends, who say that it is to help her relieve stress.
The Song family members were staring at her covetously, so even when she was out having fun, the first thing she considered was privacy. Song Youning was naturally most familiar with this kind of bar room.
In his early twenties, Song Youning enjoyed himself, but after turning twenty-five, he basically stopped coming to places like this.
It seemed like something had happened, but she couldn't remember it for a moment.
Song Youning frowned and tried to recall, but the memories in his head seemed to be covered by a layer of white gauze, foggy and misty. It was right in front of him, but he couldn't see it clearly.
The door opened, and a row of well-dressed boys filed in. Song Youning paused to think, his eyes sweeping across the faces of the male models in front of him. He turned sideways and raised his eyebrows at Li Yi and the others: "How are you?"
Li Yi's eyes lit up, and he moved over and whispered to Song Youning, "The one on the far left is handsome, the one in the white shirt looks very gentle, the little puppy in the sweatshirt is a bit cute, and the one in the black shirt has a good figure."
Zheng Zhilin covered her face, looking shy. "I think the one in the middle is the most handsome. The second one on the right looks like some celebrity. And the third one on the left, I saw him winking at me when he came in."
Song Youning nodded, raised his eyelids and said to the manager, "Everyone stay."
When Assistant Fang rushed to the underground parking lot and saw Ji Siyun's black business car, he did not immediately open the car door.
He heard what Liu Lang said.
He knew the name of LiNx. The most famous thing about the bar was not the drinks, but the male models inside.
Assistant Fang took a deep breath and opened the car door.
The young man in a high-end custom-made suit stood with his back straight. When he looked at him, his dark eyes seemed to be wrapped in thousand-year-old ice, which made him feel uneasy.
Seeing him standing there without moving, Ji Siyun frowned slightly, "Why don't you get in the car?"
"Oh, okay."
Assistant Fang seemed to react and got into the car and sat down.
Ji Siyun had a dinner party to attend, and Assistant Fang had just gone up to get the documents he would need later when he met Liu Lang and heard the news that Song Youning was playing at LiNx tonight.
He secretly glanced at Ji Siyun who was sitting beside him with his eyes closed.
The young man has a high nose bridge, clean lines on his profile, and a dignified and solemn look when he purses his lips.
The light from the car window hit his drooping eyelashes, casting a shadow on his slightly pale skin. Even with his eyes closed, one could see the fatigue on his face.
Assistant Director Fang felt indignant for him in his heart.
Other people in the company don’t know, but as Ji Siyun’s confidant, he is very clear about the relationship between Song Youning and Ji Siyun.
Ji Siyun asked him and Secretary Fang to keep it a secret, saying that he didn't want Song Youning to be discussed in the company, but Assistant Fang felt that Song Youning must not allow it.
Mr. Ji likes her so much, how could he not want to openly announce that he is her boyfriend.
And Director Song is really going too far. President Ji has done so much for the company over the years, but not only does he not appreciate his kindness, he has also been suppressing President Ji. In the past few months, he has taken away many projects from them just to support his precious daughter who is hopeless.
Assistant Fang looked at Ji Siyun again - how could he be so love-brained with such a handsome face?
The father and daughter of the Song family are simply using him!
The more he thought about it, the more indignant he became. He made up his mind and said, "Boss Ji, I have something to tell you."
Ji Siyun slowly opened his eyes, his dark pupils looked over, without a trace of emotion in them.
Being looked at with such indifference made his scalp tingle. Assistant Fang gritted his teeth and said quickly, "I just heard from Assistant Liu that Mr. Song is playing at LiNx tonight."
He was afraid that Ji Siyun didn't know what that place was, so he added stiffly, "I heard that the most famous thing there is all kinds of male models. Many young girls like to go there to play..."
The atmosphere in the car froze instantly, and the temperature seemed to drop several degrees. Fang Zongzhu felt a chill on his back. He heard Ji Siyun's voice, which was so cold that it seemed to have been quenched by ice: "Where is it?"
Assistant Fang looked up subconsciously. Ji Siyun stared at him, and his calm expression suddenly became a little fierce.
The box was very lively.
Zheng Zhilin and Li Yi were at the age when they loved to play. There was a good-looking boy sitting next to them. Someone peeled the melon seeds for them, handed the fruit to them, and someone drank with them when they picked up the wine glasses.
There was also a little boy sitting next to Song Youning. He had a head of brown curly hair, like a doll, and a pair of watery doe eyes, looking very innocent.
The three girls who came to consume were all very pretty, especially the one at the edge, who was very generous and drank several bottles of wine worth tens of thousands of dollars without blinking an eye.
The rest of the people who failed to grab a seat next to them could only use other ways to grab their attention, such as making drinks, playing games, singing, dancing... everyone tried their best.
Unlike the other side where laughter was constant, Song Youning sipped her wine quietly. When the little curly-haired boy acted cute and silly to her, she just nodded indifferently.
She didn't resist, but you could tell she wasn't interested.
Since the little curly-haired boy hit a wall, naturally someone wanted to take over from him. The boy who was originally dancing in the middle of the box moved closer to Song Youning with the music. As he moved, his clothes lifted up, revealing a strong and lean waist and well-defined abdominal muscles.
Little Curly was very upset that the other party was trying to steal his customers. He stood up and poured wine for Song Youning with the bottle, trying to divert her attention: "Sister, your wine is gone. Let me pour you some."
The wide neckline fell down when he bent over deliberately, and from Song Youning's angle he could just see the chest muscles inside.
Song Youning had a faint smile on her lips, and the scene of leaving Ji Siyun's room this morning flashed through her mind - the handsome young man who had just woken up with fine black hair, holding the quilt and looking at her aggrievedly. On his cold white skin, a bright red kiss mark spread from the collarbone down, and penetrated into the quilt along the chest muscles that were mostly blocked.
Ji Siyun still has a good figure.
As soon as this thought came to mind, the smile on Song Youning's face suddenly froze.
How could she think of Ji Siyun at this time!
Just when he was feeling unbelievable, there was a knock on the box door. Song Youning rubbed his arms which were inexplicably cold and shouted "Come in".
The manager pushed open the door and came in, followed by someone.
The man was wearing a gray sweatshirt and a mask, with black bangs hanging down to cover most of his eyebrows and eyes, leaving only bright red lips and a neat jawline.
Song Youning raised an eyebrow at the manager: "Who is this?"
"Ms. Song, this guy is new here and isn't familiar with the business. If you don't mind, I'll let him come and learn for a bit." The manager said with an apologetic smile, "If you mind, I'll ask him to leave right away."
A playful smile appeared in her eyes. She stared at the man whose face was unclear with his lowered brows for a while, then raised her slender and beautiful hand and hooked her finger at him.
The manager immediately understood that she agreed to stay and walked out.
The man lowered his eyes and walked towards her.
Although he was a newcomer, he was more experienced than the others. He knelt on one knee in front of her, lowered his head and massaged her legs without saying a word.
Song Youning's gaze fell on the top of his head. Seeing that someone else had come, the little curly-haired boy got a little anxious and stuck to her arm, acting coquettishly towards her: "Sister, do you want to play games? I'll accompany you."
The big hand pinching his leg suddenly used some force, and his calf felt sore and weak. Song Youning hissed and said unhappily, "Can you press it? It hurts me!"
There was a natural coquettishness in her tone, and the man in front of her lowered his head, still not saying a word.
Song Youning lifted the hem of her skirt, and sure enough, bright red fingerprints appeared on her snow-white, slender calves.
Looking at the red spot, Song Youning narrowed her almond-shaped eyes slightly. The little curly-haired boy also saw the marks on her legs and wished that she could quickly drive this man out so that he could serve her alone.
Unexpectedly, this seemingly gentle customer suddenly grabbed the man in front of him by the back of his hair and forced him to look up.
The man's eyes were dark under the mask, and his Adam's apple rolled on his raised neck as she pulled his hair.
Song Youning gritted his teeth and said, "You hurt me, how should I punish you?"
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