Chapter 024 Encounter
In the izakaya, under the dim light, the liquid in the wine glass overflowed with little rays of light. Lin Chiran sat at the bar and looked towards the corner from time to time.
"Brother Lin?" Wu Wen saw that he seemed to be in a trance and did not answer for a long time.
"Huh? What's wrong?" Lin Chiran retracted his gaze, "You're talking about the music producer, right? I'm listening."
"Well, the planning department has recommended several music producers, but we are in a hurry, so we may need to confirm more quickly and start preparing early." Wu Wen calculated the time and reported the situation truthfully. As he was talking, he saw Lin Chiran's eyes looking into the distance again. Wu Wen looked over with some curiosity: "Brother Lin, is there anything over there?"
"Nothing." Lin Chiran turned around and smiled helplessly, "I think I saw someone I know."
"Then do we want to go and say hello?" Wu Wen said.
"Well... still not." Lin Chiran looked over there again.
"Oh, okay." Wu Wen heard Lin Chiran's tone seemed a little resistant, but curiosity still made him lean over and take a look.
The corner was very lively, with a group of young men and women having a party, raising their large beer mugs to toast. Wu Wen felt vaguely familiar with some of the faces, but he couldn't remember their names. There was a thin figure on the sofa next to him. He looked drunk and was leaning over to rest. I wonder which acquaintance Brother Lin was talking about.
These days, Wu Wen was busy taking the members to shoot content for the Mytube channel during the day, and went back to the company to organize materials related to the debut at night. He happened to meet Lin Chiran, and he was called by him to have dinner not far from the company to discuss the progress of the debut list.
Retracting his curious gaze, Wu Wen continued to talk about work: "Or maybe Brother Lin knows a suitable music producer. Do you need me to confirm his schedule and send an invitation?"
"Yes, yes, but..." Lin Chiran had just opened his mouth when he heard the sound of glass breaking coming from the corner. He and Wu Wen looked over there.
"Qu Qinghuan, are you sick?" The slightly plump man in a jacket widened his eyes, his hands half raised in the air, and the glass shattered on the ground next to his shoes.
"Yeah, what can you do to me?" Qu Qinghuan said with the look of a drunkard making a fuss, and then he lay down on the sofa next to him.
"Brother Qiu, let's not bother with drunkards. Brother Qu has drunk too much. Let's find someone to take him home later." Several young people around persuaded the man in the jacket named Qiu.
"Tsk, don't you see yourself now? You still have such a bad temper." The man in the jacket glanced at Qu Qinghuan with disdain: "It's true that you have run out of ideas."
The man in the jacket ordered another glass of wine, raised the glass and was about to drink it, but Qu Qinghuan, who had stood next to him at some point, snatched the glass away and poured all the beer on the man in the jacket.
"Qu Qinghuan!" The man in the jacket was angry, attracting the attention of other people in the store.
Qu Qinghuan seemed not to notice the anger of the man in the jacket. "Qiu Yan, this drink is on me. Don't be polite." He said with a chuckle at him.
Qiu Yan clenched his fists, his joints making crackling sounds, and resisted the urge to punch Qu Qinghuan. His colleagues around him quickly reached for towels to wipe his wounds and spoke soothing words.
"Qiu Yan, I think we should stop here for today. Xiao Wu, you go and send Qu Qinghuan home." A slightly older man spoke.
Xiao Wu, who was called out, looked reluctant. A few days ago, he had a big fight with Qu Qinghuan over Sun Yingying's record. The other party had not given him a good look in the past few days. Now he was asked to send this arrogant drunkard home. Why?
But he couldn't disobey his boss, so he had to help Qu Qinghuan. However, as soon as he touched his sleeve, the other party shook his hand away.
Qu Qinghuan looked confused, rubbed his eyes and whispered: "Isn't this...?"
Xiao Wu didn't hear the name Qu Qinghuan said clearly, but he should be an acquaintance of his.
Since there is someone he knows here, there is no need for him to send Qu Qinghuan home himself, Xiao Wu was secretly happy. When his colleagues heard what he said, they all looked in the direction where Qu Qinghuan was looking.
Lin Chiran, who was about to leave the store, felt several gazes and thought something was wrong. He put on a hat and a mask, and pulled Wu Wen to leave as soon as possible.
Wu Wen also noticed the dispute over there. When he heard the name Qu Qinghuan, he remembered that these were the employees of Shenghuang Production Department. Although he had not had much contact with them before, they looked familiar as they worked in the same building.
The name Qu Qinghuan is even more well-known. He was once Shenghuang's gold medal music producer. During his peak period, he participated in the production of many popular works. Lin Chiran's "Submarine Whale" was also produced by him.
As for why I said it was in the past, the reason is that the other party's works have been getting fewer and fewer in recent years, and he has gradually become silent, and the mainstream response to his few works has been only average.
The industry's evaluation of him is that his works in his peak years have exhausted his inspiration, or to put it bluntly, he has run out of ideas. Another reason why the name Qu Qinghuan is so well-known is because of these four words.
It is said that a passerby once told Qu Qinghuan that he liked his past works very much but was very disappointed with his current situation, saying that he had run out of ideas. Qu Qinghuan's reply was very unpleasant: Then you should take some time to go to the hospital and make an appointment with the ENT department before it's too late.
Due to various reasons, Qu Qinghuan has a very strong presence in Shenghuang. Few people would take the initiative to provoke him because of his bad temper and bad morals. Today's scene made Wu Wen even more certain. Seeing Lin Chiran hurriedly pulling him away, he also hurriedly stood up to avoid this big Buddha who he could not afford to offend.
But before he could even walk out of the store, he was stopped by his colleagues from the production department. Wu Wen looked at Lin Chiran awkwardly, and suddenly found that Lin Chiran had a stiff face, as if he was going to pretend he didn't hear anything and just leave.
Wu Wen secretly admired Lin Chiran's composure, and followed his example, walking hurriedly with a stern face.
Just as he was about to open the door, Wu Wen suddenly felt something flying past him and quickly dodged to the side.
It was a soft pillow, the kind that usually appears on sofas. Yes, it was the pillow on the sofa in this store.
Wu Wen covered his face in grief, not daring to look at Lin Chiran's expression.
He dodged very timely, but Lin Chi Ran next to him suffered. The pillow flying from the corner hit Lin Chi Ran hard, and the accuracy was too good.
Lin Chiran looked at the pillow that fell beside him, his body froze for three seconds, then he opened the door of the shop without hesitation. He felt a little embarrassed when he saw the clerk who came over with a smirk on his face, but he didn't care about it anymore and pulled the stunned Wu Wen to walk out.
"If you ignore me again, I'm going to yell your name." A drunken and lazy voice came from the corner.
Lin Chiran pressed down the brim of his baseball cap, pulled up his mask, looked at Qu Qinghuan helplessly, but he couldn't avoid it, so he shook his head and walked away.
"Oh, isn't this... What a coincidence that I meet you again just a few days ago." Qu Qinghuan looked at Lin Chiran happily, "Would you like a drink?" As he said that, he handed the wine to Lin Chiran.
How could Lin Chiran possibly drink? He quickly put the wine down. Seeing that Qu Qinghuan seemed to have drunk little, it seemed that he could still recognize him. He felt a little depressed.
Colleagues in the production department also looked at Lin Chiran. They could hardly recognize him with the mask and hat on. His eyes seemed familiar, but he kept his head down. The people in the production department couldn't figure out what was going on, so they just handed Qu Qinghuan over to the "friend" he mentioned and asked him to take the drunk home.
A muffled response came from the mask, and Lin Chiran helped Qu Qinghuan and walked towards the store door.
"Brother Lin, this is..." Wu Wen was dumbfounded. Why did Brother Lin invite this giant Buddha back? Knowing that they had cooperated before, was their relationship so good?
Lin Chiran shook his head helplessly: "Let's talk outside."
Wu Wen also hurried over to lend a hand. For some reason, people who were drunk were particularly heavy. The two of them finally managed to get Qu Qinghuan into Lin Chiran's car.
"Brother Lin, where are we going?" Wu Wen was looking after Qu Qinghuan in the back seat. Lin Chiran, who had just drunk soda, was driving.
"Wu Wen, check to see if he has his ID with him." Lin Chiran smelled alcohol in the car and frowned.
Wu Wen got the order and found Qu Qinghuan's wallet in his pocket. "I didn't bring my ID card..." Wu Wen realized why Lin Chiran asked this. "Brother Lin, aren't we going to send Producer Qu home?"
Lin Chiran found a place to park and stepped on the brakes, choking: "How can I know where his house is."
"So where are we now..." Wu Wen saw Lin Chiran's devastated expression through the rearview mirror, and suddenly realized that maybe Lin Chiran and Qu Qinghuan were not "friends" at all, and were just being harassed by the drunkard.
“I originally wanted to find a hotel, but I can’t use my ID to book a room. If people tell others, it will cause a big misunderstanding…” Lin Chiran, who maintains the consciousness of an idol, can fully anticipate what kind of uproar would be caused if he was misunderstood by doing so.
"Use my ID." Wu Wen said in a heavy tone with a heroic expression on his face. Although he didn't want to have anything to do with this giant Buddha who was rumored to be extremely difficult to mess with, he had no choice but to fight for Lin Chiran.
Lin Chiran looked at Wu Wen with emotion: "I appreciate your kindness. This guy looks drunk, but he will never follow someone he doesn't know. I have experienced this before."
Recalling the past celebration banquet, Lin Chiran added with a wry smile: "I asked a designated driver to take him there before, but he refused to tell me his home address no matter how much I asked. In the end, I had no choice but to ask the designated driver to take him to the hotel. When registering, he didn't say anything and stayed away from the designated driver. The front desk almost thought the designated driver was an outlaw and called the police."
Wu Wen also remained silent after hearing this. Although he did not look that fierce, he was not the type that everyone loved and flowers bloomed for him. He did not have the courage to challenge Qu Qinghuan's quirk.
In the end, Lin Chiran had no choice but to take Qu Qinghuan back to his home.
As soon as they entered the elevator of the apartment, Qu Qinghuan had a vague feeling of vomiting. Lin Chiran prayed that he would not vomit here, and when they reached the floor, he and Wu Wen quickly moved him into their home.
Lin Chiran looked at Qu Qinghuan who was collapsed on his sofa with physical and mental exhaustion. He kicked the drunkard's legs twice but he didn't react.
"Wu Wen, let me call a car to take you home. I'm sorry to have kept you going for so long." Lin Chiran felt very sorry when he saw Wu Wen busying around, and he was only thinking about what to do with Qu Qinghuan.
Wu Wen did not bother Lin Chiran. He called a taxi to go home. Before leaving, he looked at him with sympathy. How did Brother Lin get involved with Qu Qinghuan?
After sending Wu Wen back, Lin Chiran looked at Qu Qinghuan who was still slumped on the sofa at home and kicked him again, "Okay, stop pretending, he's gone."
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