Chapter 46 Who to rely on
In the antique private room was a large round table that could accommodate twenty people, and most of them were already occupied.
Jiang Boyun's cousin had just graduated from college, but he already looked like a scoundrel who had been struggling in society. He rolled up his sleeves and poured out a bottle of Corton-Renardes worth 50,000 yuan from the decanter as if it were free. The rich and beautiful liquid rippled in the tall glass and was directly filled.
Jiang Xiaowei raised the cup with a heroic spirit, and this action caused a lot of liquid in the cup to overflow. He looked at the cold and silent man sitting in the first seat, and said in a rough voice: "Boss Yu, we brothers here pat our chests and guarantee that as long as you are willing to invest, this game will definitely be a hit after it is developed. Let me toast you first!"
He spoke with a firm confidence, as if he would surely be able to attract investment. However, the man across the table just stared at his right hand nonchalantly, admiring the silver ring adorning his slender little finger. Under the warm light, his deep eyes seemed particularly indifferent, as if Jiang Xiaowei was just an insignificant speck of dust.
“…”
The atmosphere was awkward for a moment. Jiang Xiaowei smiled awkwardly and tried to smooth things over: "I did it first!"
He finished speaking, raised his head and drank the full glass of red wine. The full and delicate wine went down his throat, but he didn't taste the black berries, plums or cedar wood. It just tasted sour and astringent. After swallowing it with great difficulty, he couldn't help but burp loudly.
"belch!"
Yu Zechuan frowned, and a slight impatience was rising in his heart. He always hated socializing, but Jiang Boyun wanted to drag him into the world of wine and women. The table was full of uneducated idiots, who were like young people with no skills or brains, and dared to ask for tens of millions of dollars in investment.
I don't know who borrowed this courage from.
Just when Yu Zechuan was about to get up and leave, he heard a click and the door of the private room was pushed open. The man who had borrowed his courage finally arrived.
Jiang Boyun knew that Yu Zechuan was difficult to serve, and he was half an hour late, so he was inevitably worried that he would lose his temper. He led Lu Yan forward, smiled gently, and put on a very humble attitude when he spoke: "Zechuan, there was a little traffic jam on the road, and I was late by accident."
Yu Zechuan didn't even raise his eyelids when he heard this, and only said two words:
"Sit down."
He has always had this kind of temper, but in Jiang Boyun's eyes, he is as high and mighty as a young master. The sensitivity and inferiority complex caused by his poor family background when he was a child have repeatedly pierced Jiang Boyun's heart, causing him to be naturally jealous of rich young masters like Yu Zechuan.
Although Jiang Boyun was jealous, his voice became gentler: "Sorry to have kept you waiting. I won't do this again next time."
He didn't know what he thought of before he finished speaking. He slightly turned sideways to let Lu Yan behind him pass. "By the way, this is a distant relative of mine."
Relatives again? Does Jiang Boyun want to bring all his relatives from all over the country to prosperity?
Yu Zechuan said this for no reason, with a hint of sarcasm in his mind. However, as soon as the thought came to his mind, it suddenly disappeared when he saw Lu Yan's face. He paused and narrowed his eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Yu."
Lu Yan lagged behind Jiang Boyun by a body length. With the former as a backdrop, he seemed to stand particularly straight and tall. When he raised his eyes, he was neither humble nor arrogant. His dark eyes reflected the scattered light and struck straight into his heart.
This is the person I met at the elevator entrance this morning.
It's hard to forget such a vivid face.
Yu Zechuan stroked his pinky ring and responded with an emotionless "Hmm."
No one knows what this word means, happy? holding a grudge? unhappy?
Jiang Boyun pulled out a chair and sat down next to Yu Zechuan. Lu Yan had no choice but to sit next to Jiang Boyun, but he was not conspicuous at all and sat quietly beside him, like air.
As soon as Jiang Xiaowei saw Jiang Boyun, he was like seeing a savior. He kept urging him to attract investment for himself and flattered him profusely: "Cousin, you're finally here. Everyone knows that you are a big shot around Mr. Yu. Without you around, Mr. Yu can't even enjoy his meal. Hahahaha!"
He obviously knew what Jiang Boyun was thinking and deliberately started to tease him. Jiang Boyun felt that he was not careful with his words and scolded him lightly: "I think you are drunk and have no idea what the situation is."
But he didn't deny it.
Jiang Boyun thought that since he and Yu Zechuan had known each other for so many years, it was only natural for them to fall in love. Now they could take the first step tentatively. He stood up and poured Yu Zechuan a glass of wine, only filling it a quarter of the way. He introduced them as he poured: "This is my cousin Xiaowei. He and his classmates are developing a game recently. I think it's good, but they just lack the start-up funds. If you are interested in investing recently, you can consider them."
Yu Zechuan uttered three words lightly: "Not interested."
Jiang Boyun paused.
Yu Zechuan has never been a kind-hearted person, and he doesn't need to please anyone in his current position. He leaned back in his chair, his long eyelashes drooping, casting a shadow, and his profile was as elegant and noble as jade: "Yinchuan Group has never developed games, and I have no interest in these things. You've found the wrong person."
Yu Zechuan can actually invest, it just depends on whether he wants to. It is obvious that Jiang Boyun’s recent actions have been too excessive and have made him somewhat dissatisfied.
Jiang Boyun quickly came to his senses. He was able to reach his current position by endurance. Hearing this, he kept smiling and said along with Yu Zechuan: "That's right, they are just kids, they still need more experience."
Expensive dishes were served one after another, all delicious and still steaming, but Jiang Boyun had no appetite. He saw Jiang Xiaowei and his group drinking too much and going to the restroom, so he also left the box with an excuse, obviously talking about something in private.
Yu Zechuan and Lu Yan were the only ones left in the huge box. The atmosphere was inevitably a little awkward, but it seemed that the former was the one who was uncomfortable, while the latter was relaxed and at ease.
Lu Yan glanced at Yu Zechuan and said, "Mr. Yu, don't you want to try some food?"
Yu Zechuan's impression of Jiang Boyun's relatives was just "fawning on the powerful", but this Lu Yan was barely acceptable. This morning, he took a quick glance and didn't look closely, but now that he was closer, he found that he was particularly in line with his aesthetic taste, even his hair was very much to his liking.
Yu Zechuan raised his eyelids slightly and gave a rare response: "No appetite."
Jiang Xiaowei, who had bought his university diploma from nowhere, didn't speak a word that made sense, and used idioms at random. He drank several bottles of wine before the food was served, and when he got excited, his saliva flew everywhere, which made him feel disgusted.
Lu Yan advised: "Eat a little, otherwise you will get a stomachache."
He pulled out the chair and stood up, using the serving chopsticks to pick up a few dishes that suited Yu Zechuan's taste and gently placed them in front of him. The bony back of his hand was very white, and the blue veins could be seen faintly. The red swastika gold-rimmed bowl against the hotel's luxurious palace wall was indescribably pleasing to the eye, but he quickly pulled away.
Yu Zechuan was surprised to find that the dishes in the bowl were actually quite to his liking. He raised his eyebrows slightly and asked, "What kind of relative are you to Jiang Boyun?"
Lu Yan sat down again and said honestly, "We are not relatives. We just happened to know each other before. I heard General Secretary Jiang said that he had a dinner with you today, so I asked him to bring me along."
Yu Zechuan was puzzled: "Why?"
Lu Yan smiled at him and said, "I accidentally bumped into you in the elevator this morning, so I wanted to come over to apologize."
Yu Zechuan thought that this was the reason, and looked away as if nothing had happened: "I'm not that stingy."
Lu Yan couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this. It was obvious that Yu Zechuan's mind was smaller than the tip of a needle. These words could only fool strangers. How did the other party say this without changing his expression?
Yu Zechuan heard Lu Yan laughing and glanced at him: "What are you laughing at?"
Lu Yan shook his head: "Nothing, let's eat."
Jiang Boyun found a corner of the stairs and gave Jiang Xiaowei and the others a good scolding. He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth and said, "Before I came, I told you not to say anything carelessly. Now, if you make him unhappy, don't even think about taking a penny!"
Jiang Xiaowei was also furious: "I didn't say anything, I just praised him. He didn't drink when I poured him wine, and he ignored me when I talked to him. Bah, isn't it just a little bit of dirty money? What the hell!"
Jiang Boyun covered Jiang Xiaowei's mouth, fearing that he would get drunk and gossip at the table: "Why argue with a psychopath? Watch your mouth. Don't say anything when you get back. We'll figure out the investment later. Do you understand?!"
Jiang Xiaowei could only nod reluctantly.
Little did he know that this whole scene was seen by Yu Zechuan who had come out to use the restroom. The decorative bonsai in the corridor, which was as tall as a person, just covered his figure. In addition, with people coming and going around him, Jiang Boyun did not notice it for a while.
Yu Zechuan stared at Jiang Boyun not far away with an expressionless face, his eyes dark and churning. After a while, he suddenly sneered.
Neurosis?
Yu Zechuan tilted his head with interest. From the day they met in college, Jiang Boyun had always been humble and caring. This was the first time he knew that the other party used this word to describe him. It was really interesting.
I thought I had raised a slightly greedy dog, but it turned out to be an ungrateful wolf.
If someone chooses to be shameless, Yu Zechuan usually won't give him face either. The corners of his lips curled up dangerously, and he cracked the joints of his right fingers. He was about to walk forward to let Jiang Boyun see what a real "lunatic" is, but his waist suddenly tightened, and he was unexpectedly pulled into an empty smoking room next to him.
It’s Lu Yan.
The room was bright and empty, but perhaps because they came in too hastily, they accidentally touched the switch on the wall, and the light suddenly dimmed, leaving only a few small decorative lamps.
Yu Zechuan used the dim light to clearly see Lu Yan's handsome and evil face. He pulled back his fist and narrowed his eyes coldly: "It's you?!"
Lu Yan smiled and said, "It's me."
But he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. Yu Zechuan still couldn't control his temper. What if he killed Jiang Boyun impulsively? Wouldn't he go to jail again?
He gently reminded: "Mr. Yu, this is a public place after all. It would be embarrassing if there was a commotion later. Why don't you go back and solve the problem?"
It would be great to go back and put on the sack, then beat him however you want and no one will know.
Yu Zechuan knew that Lu Yan must have seen what happened just now. His furious mood suddenly calmed down, but he turned from a volcano about to erupt into a pool of cold dead water. He raised his hand and pinched Lu Yan's chin, forcing him to look at him. The air in the smoking room was filled with a faint smell of nicotine, silently stirring people's nerves in the dark night, addictive, exciting.
Yu Zechuan said in a deep voice: "What is your relationship with Jiang Boyun? Why are you speaking for him like this?"
Lu Yan looked at him, her long eyelashes drooping, casting a seductive shadow. She said in a playful tone with a smile, "So what kind of relationship does Mr. Yu want me and him to have?"
Yu Zechuan leaned against the wall, almost completely surrounded by Lu Yan, his breath was filled with the other person's fresh and dry scent. The man's hand was still on his waist, and his fingertips tightened slightly, easily capturing his sensitive spot.
Yu Zechuan's legs inexplicably felt weak, and even his breathing quickened for a moment. His cold face flushed, and even though he was ruthless, he was still charming. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you his little lover?"
Tsk, this is too insulting.
Lu Yan smiled and said, "Does it look like that?"
He was like a slippery loach, asking all the questions back in the same thread.
Yu Zechuan frowned: "Answer me!"
Seeing that the man was about to get angry, Lu Yan said slowly, "We are just ordinary friends. I'm looking for a job recently, and it was General Secretary Jiang who helped me get a job in the company."
"Jiang Boyun?"
Yu Zechuan thought to himself, what kind of person is Jiang Boyun? He can lift him up to the altar, and naturally he can also bring him down to the ground. He said coldly: "Then you probably chose the wrong backer."
Lu Yan asked knowingly, "What do you mean?"
Yu Zechuan's hand that was pinching his chin slowly dropped. The distance between them not only did not widen, but became closer and closer. Their warm breaths entangled as they spoke. He warned in a low voice: "Because if you lean on the mountain, the mountain will fall, and if you lean on the water, the water will flow. Do you understand?"
Lu Yan's smile deepened: "Mr. Yu wants me to rely on myself?"
Yu Zechuan, however, remained silent. He stared at the poppy-like alluring man in front of him, and suddenly a strange thought popped up in his mind: Since he was praising both of them, why not praise the one who looked more pleasing and more to his liking?
"No,"
Yu Zechuan opened his thin lips slightly, and his cold fingertips suddenly hooked Lu Yan's chin in an extremely ambiguous gesture. He looked at the other person with satisfaction, and his low voice rang out in the dark night, inexplicably shocking people's hearts:
"Lu Yan, how about relying on me?"
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