Once the other party replies, their purpose and IP address will inevitably be exposed.
However, the account's profile picture went gray, and Lu Zhiwei never received a reply.
Back in front of the Artists' Alliance headquarters building.
Several people got out of the car one after another.
Lu Zhiwei wore a dejected look, a sense of loss enveloping her. Luo Wuyan and Tianxia Wushuang, who followed behind her, also looked rather pale.
A black Cayenne parked at the building entrance arrived before them.
The black car door opened, and Shen Jinmo, dressed in a black shirt, walked straight towards Lu Zhiwei and her group.
"William, wait a moment."
Shen Jinmo's voice is deep and cold, with a unique timbre.
The group stopped and turned around.
The people had arrived before them.
"Mr. Shen, is there something you need so late?" She remembered that she had clearly rejected his cooperation offer that morning.
Shen Jinmo: "I know you lost the game and are in a bad mood, so I specially invited you to have a late-night snack. Would you do me the honor?"
Lu Zhiwei was already restless and irritable, so she had no appetite, let alone having a meal with Shen Jinmo.
Just as I was about to refuse outright, I remembered that this person who had personally invited him to be a judge for tonight's challenge, so maybe I could get some information about half-face makeup from him.
"That's too much trouble for President Shen. None of us have had dinner yet, would you mind joining us?" Lu Zhiwei didn't want to be alone with Shen Jinmo, so she pulled Luo Wuyan and Tianxia Wushuang along.
“Of course, you’re welcome,” Shen Jinmo readily agreed.
When Tianxia Wushuang, who was afraid of contact with outsiders, heard that they were going out for a dinner party, he quickly shook his head and said, "I won't go. You guys go eat, I'm going back to the company."
That guy disappeared in a flash.
"Get in my car." Shen Jinmo asked Shen Jiarui to drive the car over.
Shen Jiarui was just a tool that Shen Jinmo dragged out of Cuizhu Garden tonight, purely to make up the numbers.
But Shen Jingmo also gave him a task: to win over Luo Wuyan, while he would win over William.
By taking them down one by one, we can inevitably learn more about Lu Zhiwei from these two people who are close to her.
Shen Jinmo is a very famous Cantonese restaurant.
Shen Jinmo had an upset stomach, so he ordered a pot of stomach-soothing congee, and let Lu Zhiwei and Luo Wuyan order whatever they wanted.
Lu Zhiwei and Luo Wuyan each ordered some of their favorite dishes.
The most expensive private room reserved by Shen Jinmo has priority in serving dishes.
A short while later, a Cantonese dim sum meal was served on the table, including stir-fried beef noodles, boneless chicken feet, crystal shrimp dumplings, grilled oysters, and braised beef brisket...
The enticing aroma tantalizes the taste buds.
Lu Zhiwei, however, showed little interest.
Shen Jinmo poured him a glass of beer and handed it to him: "What exactly happened during the competition? You're not going to lose."
Lu Zhiwei didn't reach out to take it: "I don't drink. There was a little mishap, so I guess I'll just accept it. But Mr. Shen, you and Banmianzhuang seem to have a good relationship. Why did she invite you to be a judge?"
Shen Jinmo put down his beer without intending to drink it. He picked up the porridge served by the waiter, scooped some into a small bowl, and slowly ate it: "I don't know. The invitation was mailed to Shen's Company, but there was no return address. I don't know this person."
After hearing Shen Jinmo's words, Lu Zhiwei lost her appetite even more.
"You want to get to know her?" Shen Jinmo seemed to have seen through something.
"Well, she's a good opponent. I want to compete with her again. Knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory. I'll win this match eventually." Lu Zhiwei made up an excuse.
Shen Jinmo listened to this.
“I can help you investigate this person.” Shen Jingmo smiled.
"Then thank you very much, Mr. Shen." Lu Zhiwei raised a glass of coconut juice and toasted him.
Shen Jinmo nodded: "No need to be so polite, I would very much like to make Mr. William my friend."
Luo Wuyan ate her rice quietly, without interrupting their conversation.
Shen Jiarui suddenly moved next to her with a glass of beer in his hand: "Come on, shall we have one?"
Why should I drink with you?
"My brother has a stomachache. Mr. William doesn't drink. If he doesn't drink with you, who will he drink with? Are you really pregnant?" Shen Jiarui's gaze gradually moved down to Luo Wuyan's flat stomach.
"You're the one who's pregnant." Luo Wuyan took the beer glass he offered, glaring at him coldly. "You really want to drink with me? Are you sure?"
"It's okay, I'll let you have your way. I can hold my liquor very well." Shen Jiarui picked up his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
Luo Wuyan narrowed her eyes and followed his rhythm.
After a few rounds, Shen Jiarui blushed slightly, but Luo Wuyan remained unfazed.
He was somewhat unconvinced. There were three men present, how could he lose to the only woman? Where would he put his reputation as the Second Young Master Chen after that?
“Drink from the bottle. Three bottles and I’ll definitely knock you out.” Shen Jiarui was completely out of control and used a bottle opener to open the bottle cap.
Luo Wuyan and I each shared a bottle.
Lu Zhiwei watched the show quietly from the side, feeling a little sorry for Shen Jiarui, that silly boy.
He glanced sideways at Shen Jinmo: "Are you just going to watch your brother humiliate himself?"
Shen Jinmo shrugged: "That kid, even if he hits a wall, he might not turn back. I told him when he was a kid that he wasn't suited for racing. The first time he went to the track, he broke two ribs and a leg, but he's still passionate about racing and insists on making something of himself in this industry to show his parents."
Half an hour later.
Shen Jiarui collapsed drunk on the table.
Luo Wuyan was only slightly drunk. She put the empty bottle on the table and shook her head: "What a piece of trash. Her alcohol tolerance is about the same as her terrible driving skills."
Shen Jinmo stared at this good-for-nothing.
I had no hope of getting any of the important questions he asked me about tonight.
This meal was a waste of money.
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