Chapter 308: The younger man is very fierce and crazy (49)
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Fu Jinan's blackening value stopped at 61% and stopped rising. Chen Yuan guessed that it was because Fu Jinan still had hope for him.
Ten hours later, the plane landed. Accompanied by the sound of sliding suitcase wheels, two familiar figures appeared at the airport exit.
Grandma Shen was a head shorter than Shen Yuan. She hunched over, looking at the unfamiliar scene around her, seeming a little hesitant.
"Ayuan, which country are we in?"
Although she didn't know why Shen Yuan wanted to go abroad, she could guess that something had gone wrong with the Fu family.
She didn't ask any more questions, but just got on the plane with Shen Yuan obediently. It was not until she set foot on the beautiful land she had never seen before that she asked the questions in her heart.
Chen Yuan brushed away her bangs that were blown by the wind, tilted her head and looked at her grandmother with a smile, and said softly
"This is Florence, an art city in Italy."
Although Paris is beautiful, this is the place Chen Yuan most wants to take her grandma to.
Looking around, you can see beautiful buildings with artistic atmosphere everywhere, which are elegant in their extension and have an ancient atmosphere in their prosperity.
Florence.
This was a name that Grandma Shen had never heard of, but looking at Shen Yuan's happy profile, she raised a smile.
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Inside Kyoto's most famous Jägermeister bar, the piercing heavy metal music is extremely loud, rising in waves and irritating the eardrums.
In the surging dance floor, bodies danced against each other, sweating profusely.
The DJs at Jägermeister Bar are famously beautiful, and both men and women have delicate facial features, so the consumption is also very high, ranging from tens of thousands to millions.
The lights were dim. In a distinguished booth in the corner, several handsome and elegant wealthy young men were drinking one glass after another. In just half a minute, a bottle of wine worth 400,000 yuan was gone.
"Beautiful! Xu Ziyan, you lost again. Drink!"
Xu Ziyan let out a light click of his tongue in annoyance. Even though he was already a little drunk, he still took the foreign liquor at hand and drank it all in one gulp.
"Tsk, what a fucking bad luck."
While they were almost drunk, several young boys around them looked at each other and made a plan in their minds.
One of them lowered his voice and approached Xu Ziyan, asking gossipingly
"Hey, let me ask you something. What's wrong with that guy from the Fu family lately? He seems to have a bad temper."
The boy was being tactful. Fu Jinan's temper these days wasn't just bad, it was terrible.
Yesterday, a playboy in the circle might have said something bad about someone behind their back, and the news reached Fu Jinan's ears.
At that time, the second-generation rich man was playing mahjong with a beautiful woman in his arms. The door of the box was kicked open by Fu Jinan, and the hard glass cup fell down.
There was an extremely crisp sound, and in an instant, the man's head was bleeding. The woman sitting on him was also frightened and immediately ran outside to call the police.
When the police arrived, the man was lying on the ground unconscious. Fu Jinan pulled out a chair and sat next to him, with his legs crossed high, the cigarette butt between his lips burning, and an arrogant look on his face.
"It's just right that you're here. Send him to the hospital. It would be bad if it's too late and the root of the disease remains."
These are Fu Jinan’s original words.
In general, he is arrogant, very arrogant.
Just thinking about the chaotic scene that day, the boy couldn't help but shudder.
Oh, so it’s because of this.
Xu Ziyan waved his hand, saying nothing.
"You can't blame anyone else for this. If you want to blame someone, blame that guy for his foul mouth. He deserved to be beaten."
Even though he knew that Brother Fu was in a bad mood these days, he still acted like a jerk and said behind his back that Brother Fu was a poor bastard whose mother died and now his girlfriend ran away.
傅家二世祖谈过恋爱的事情整个京都谁不知道，那男的就是找揍。
Seeing this, the boys' curiosity became even stronger.
One of them asked, "Is it true that he was abandoned by that guy? This second-generation rich guy is still into pure love?"
Xu Ziyan raised his eyebrows: "That's right, Brother Fu is the number one pure love god of war in Kyoto."
After saying that, Xu Ziyan sat up straight and waved towards a place not far away.
"Brother Fu! Here!"
Several boys in the booth looked in the direction Xu Ziyan pointed, and saw the man wearing a thin black windbreaker jacket, one hand in his pocket, with a face that looked like he was playing games, walking slowly towards them with an arrogant look on his face.
His indifferent eyes seemed to not take anyone into consideration, and were filled with an endless coldness.
This is a face favored by Nuwa, but unfortunately there are obvious dark circles under the eyes, and the narrow and cold eyes are a little red and swollen, with bloodshot under the eyes.
As Fu Jinan approached, the gossiping boys suddenly stopped talking, lowered their heads and became as quiet as chickens.
Xu Ziyan seemed unaware of the strange atmosphere around him and made room for Fu Jinan.
"If you come a little later, the wine will be finished. I'll go order a few more bottles."
As he spoke, Xu Ziyan ignored the boy next to him who was looking for help, stood up and walked towards the front desk.
Inside the low-key booth, several people looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.
There was still one person who was smart enough to immediately pour a glass of wine and hand it to Fu Jinan.
"Fu...Brother Fu, hello, I'm Xu Ziyan's friend, my name is Chen Qiang."
Calling him Young Master Fu seemed unfamiliar, and calling him Fu Jinan seemed disrespectful, so Chen Qiang followed Xu Ziyan and called him Brother Fu.
Seeing this, the remaining two boys introduced themselves to Fu Jinan one by one.
Fu Jinan lowered his eyes and looked at the foreign wine that Chen Qiang handed over without moving.
The air around them seemed to become even more tense, giving a feeling of suffocation. Just as Chen Qiang was wondering if his words had been heard by the other party and had displeased him, he began to wonder if he had been disturbed by them.
Fu Jinan half leaned on the booth, raised his head and nodded at Xu Ziyan at the bar, and said in a deep voice
"What were you talking about just now?"
Several people looked at each other, and Chen Qiang smiled and explained
"We were just playing truth or dare and asked a few private questions."
Fu Jinan bent down and took the wine glass from the table.
Seeing this, Chen Qiang immediately picked up the bottle and carefully poured him some wine.
As the golden wine flowed into the cup, shimmering in color, Fu Jinan raised his eyebrows and asked lightly,
"About me?"
Chen Qiang's hand holding the wine bottle shook violently, and the wine splashed onto the table beside him.
He was completely terrified, his fingers were trembling visibly and his lips were pale.
"Fu...Brother Fu."
Chen Qiang's voice was filled with panic. He looked at the dozens of empty wine bottles on the table, calculating how long it would take to throw them to the ground and then hug Fu Jinan's thigh to apologize.
But before he could start to act, Fu Jinan suddenly curled his lips and sneered lightly.
"Don't be afraid, I'm just asking casually."
He picked up the full glass of wine with one hand, gently clinked it with Chen Qiang's glass, then tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
Xu Ziyan likes to play, so the wine he ordered is naturally very strong. The spicy wine went down his throat. Fu Jinan pressed his stomach, frowned slightly in pain, and quickly let go.
Chen Qiang didn't know what Fu Jinan meant by this, nor could he guess whether he was angry or not. He could only pick up the wine and drink it nervously.
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