Chapter 6 The Jiang Family’s Place is Extraordinary
Zhou Cheng felt he should go to the temple and pray. It was truly unjust that his luck had been so bad. He went to the parking lot to retrieve his car and spotted a striking green Lamborghini parked next to his own. He carefully pulled out of the space, thinking that with his current luck, he might even scratch the luxury car.
Zhou Cheng returned home and gave his knees a quick rub. Halfway through his vacation, he was eager to get back to work and keep busy. Then the video call came.
"Zhou Cheng, have you been missing? You haven't come for several months." A young man with dreadlocks and exaggerated earrings appeared on the screen.
"Just treat me as if I'm dead." Zhou Cheng glanced at him and put a Band-Aid on his knee.
"We have a performance in a couple of days, come and support us." Zhao Luo twirled the drumsticks in his hand.
"Send me the time and I'll see if I'm free." Zhou Cheng lowered the legs of his pajamas and picked up his pajamas on the sofa to put them on.
"Brother Zhou has a great body." A girl suddenly broke into the scene.
"Next time we meet, I'll let you touch your brother Zhou." Zhao Luo pushed her aside. "This performance is different. The venue is very high-end. It's not an ordinary small bar that most people can't enter."
"Okay, I'll try my best." Zhou Cheng put on his clothes and asked, "How's your keyboard player? Is he okay?"
"It's okay. What can happen to his body as strong as an ox?" Then Zhao Luo began to criticize Zhou Cheng for going back to his old ways after just a few words.
Zhao Luo is one of Zhou Cheng's few friends. They formed a band in high school, Zhao Luo on drums and Zhou Cheng on keyboards. Although they didn't attend the same university, they stayed in touch even though they were in the same city. After graduation, Zhou Cheng settled into a doctor's career, while Zhao Luo took the liberty of starting a band and wandering around Mincheng. He's now a relatively well-known figure.
After hanging up the video, Zhou Cheng looked at the performance time and location sent by Zhao Luo. It was the last day of his vacation.
Jiang Xingyao is the second young master of the Jiang family. He has an older brother who controls the leading industry of the Jiang family. After graduation, he took over the film and television sector of the group. Although this is very insignificant in the Jiang family's industry, he is happy to be idle. He has managed the business well and efficiently while playing around.
Jiang Xingyao and Su Qingyan were essentially the same type of people, full of endless energy every day, wishing they could work 24 hours a day without sleep and seamlessly transition between scenes. But when he received Jiang Yuexing's message, he was still a little surprised. The big brother group's games usually didn't invite him to participate.
"Mr. Su, come, it's time to change the scene." Jiang Xingyao said to Su Qingyan who was still swimming.
"Mr. Jiang's arrangements are so tight." Su Qingyan went ashore and smoothed his wet hair back with both hands, revealing his smooth forehead.
"I have to hold President Su's thighs tightly." Jiang Xingyao said as he hugged Su Qingyan.
When Su Qingyan felt Jiang Xingyao's hand slowly moving upwards from her thigh, she looked at him unhappily. Seeing his slightly warning look, Jiang Xingyao tactfully let go of her hand.
Su Qingyan has always been like this. Once he gets out of bed, he turns his face against people.
They drove to the club that Jiang Yuexing mentioned, and the road was still congested as usual.
"Big Brother should be able to help with the project you mentioned. We can go talk to him about it."
"Let's not bother Big Brother." Su Qingyan thought for a moment and added, "I have a way."
"If you have any ideas that are not approved by the higher-ups, forget it. If I were in your position... forget it, we'll talk about it later."
Jiang Xingyao's gaze shifted to the car window. He knew why Su Qingyan was so close to him. No one could shake the Jiang family's foundation. If the Su family relied on the Jiang family, they would have a firm foothold in Mincheng.
Businessmen are all profit-driven.
What do you want?
The relationship between him and Su Qingyan was very subtle, not even friends, more like sex partners. However, Su Qingyan's attitude had always been that it was just for fun, not too serious, and that he should enjoy himself in the moment and reject sincerity.
Jiang Xingyao brought Su Qingyan to the private room, but did not see Jiang Yuexing.
"The Second Young Master is here." When the people in the private room saw them, some nodded and some stood up.
"Director Jiang has an urgent meeting and will be here a little later. Let's start first." Wan Lin sat in the chair without moving, just raised his eyelids.
He had a neat crew cut that made him look sharp, but he wore a pair of elegant gold-rimmed glasses. Although they partially obscured his sinister gaze, they still couldn't hide his domineering aura. Wan Lin put out his cigarette and lingered on Su Qingyan for a moment, not looking at Jiang Xingyao.
Everyone at the table was Jiang Yuexing's business friends, but none of them had much in common with Jiang Xingyao.
Jiang Xingyao and these people all knew that Jiang Yuexing was the sole power in the Jiang family now, and even Old Master Jiang could not influence his decisions.
Besides, Jiang Xingyao also understood that his brain was not suitable for playing house fighting with his elder brother. It was also good for him to stay in his own entertainment sector. After all, when he went out, outsiders would call him the Second Young Master to curry favor with him.
Of course, except for Wan Lin, who has disliked me since I was a child.
Jiang Xingyao didn't expect that his elder brother would be absent, but he still sat down and introduced Su Qingyan to everyone.
The first game had ended normally, but Jiang Yuexing had not arrived yet.
"Second Master, let's wait for Director Jiang and try playing in a different place."
The doorman had already driven the car over and parked it at the door, waiting for them. Wan Lin stopped and said to Jiang Xingyao behind him, then glanced at Su Qingyan with a playful look.
Jiang Xingyao frowned when he heard the teasing name. He knew that the place after eating and drinking was definitely not a good place, so he looked at Su Qingyan. He had no intention of refusing, so he agreed.
"Wow, Mr. Su's car is nice, it must be a limited edition." Wan Lin saw the Lamborghini parked next to Su Qingyan and patted the front of the car gently.
Su Qingyan just nodded and smiled without saying anything.
He saw through Wan Lin's dirty thoughts at a glance. A few tugs wouldn't hurt a thing, and Su Qingyan had always been indifferent to such emotional entanglements. Furthermore, the Jiang family didn't dare to act rashly towards him.
Sure enough, this place is not ordinary.
"Didn't we say we were just having fun? Why does this feel like a dance party?" Su Qingyan whispered to Jiang Xingyao.
"Who knew this was the kind of entertainment for middle-aged men." Jiang Xingyao was glad that both he and Su Qingyan were wearing formal attire today. If they had been in casual clothes, they would have been stopped at the door.
Su Qingyan has a good alcohol tolerance and usually drinks both white wine and red wine. After drinking a few glasses today, he felt that he was in good condition, so he picked up the wine glass and walked to the booth next door.
"Mr. Wan." Su Qingyan walked to Wan Lin.
He'd been dealing with Jiang Xingyao for so long that he knew he'd never been able to integrate into the Jiang family's core businesses. The Jiang family's old man had retreated into the background, leaving Jiang Yuexing in control. He'd always treated Jiang Xingyao with free rein, but when it came to the group's businesses, he'd only allow him to dabble in the margins. Jiang Yuexing wasn't coming today, and Su Qingyan understood he probably felt unworthy enough to approach him directly.
Since Jiang Yuexing was not present, everyone followed Wan Lin's lead.
"Hey, I'm not a boss, just call me Brother Wan." Wan Lin put down the cigarette in his hand and raised his wine glass slightly. Su Qingyan leaned over slightly to clink glasses with him.
"Mr. Su is really a handsome man."
Su Qingyan took the cigarette handed to him by Wan Lin and put the car keys on his desk.
Wan Lin glanced at him, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he pressed down Su Qingyan's hand holding the lighter, holding the cigarette in his mouth and raised his chin to him. Su Qingyan leaned over and put the cigarette towards him. After taking a deep breath, he tilted his neck back and blew a smoke ring towards the high ceiling, feeling dizzy.
Wan Lin stared at him like he was looking at prey, watching him stagger back to his seat with a glass of wine in his hand. After sitting down, he poured another glass of wine and raised the glass to him from a distance.
"Su Qingyan," Jiang Xingyao called him, and then saw Su Qingyan slowly turn his head, his eyes a little out of focus.
Jiang Xingyao took the cigarette from his hand and pushed his shoulder.
"Drunk"
"It's okay, I'm going to the bathroom." Su Qingyan stood up and walked out. He felt his feet were light, like stepping on cotton. The tinnitus in his ears made the music in the hall sometimes distant and sometimes near. He stumbled into the bathroom. His hot body made him unbutton his shirt involuntarily. Everything around him became unreal. His mind was filled with many passionate, crazy, and irrational thoughts. Su Qingyan felt like he was back in the swimming pool. This time, he was the one drowning. He felt a sense of pleasure in the suffocation.
Su Qingyan held onto the sink, trying to hold himself up, but his mind was so distracted that he was about to faint. Just when he thought he was going to faint in the bathroom, he heard footsteps coming towards him. He tried to turn his head, and vaguely saw someone coming, but he couldn't see their face. Su Qingyan seemed to have grabbed a lifeline and stretched out his hand. His hand was firmly grasped, and he breathed a sigh of relief, his body toppling over and falling into the other person's arms.
"Poor little thing." Wan Lin looked at his watery eyes and flushed cheeks, and the skin exposed under the torn shirt was also flushed.
"Brother Wan" Su Qingyan's eyes slowly focused after hearing the voice, and he found that Wan Lin had already picked him up.
This was the last scene he could remember.
Jiang Xingyao saw that Su Qingyan had been gone for almost 20 minutes and had not returned. He was panicking and called the phone but no one answered. He got up anxiously and went to look for him, but he searched all the restrooms but couldn't find Su Qingyan.
Jiang Xingyao clenched his fists to calm himself, then dialed Jiang Yuexing's number. After a few rings, the phone was hung up. Jiang Xingyao immediately called again. This time, Jiang Yuexing didn't hang up.
"explain."
Jiang Xingyao quickly told him what happened, but his voice still trembled uncontrollably.
"knew."
"Brother! What should we do now, Su Qingyan—" Before Jiang Xingyao could finish his words, Jiang Yuexing hung up the phone.
"It's Director Jiang..." The man, who had just been scolded, stood at the door with his head lowered, not daring to peek into the room. "Director Jiang said that Su and President Su can't be touched. The Second Young Master is also coming over."
A loud slap was heard in the room.
When Jiang Xingyao found Su Qingyan, he was alone in the room, his clothes scattered on the floor. Su Qingyan was moaning unbearably on the bed, and the slap marks on his face were glaring. Jiang Xingyao saw his naked, red body and gritted his teeth.
"Su Qingyan"
Jiang Xingyao walked over and shook his shoulder. Su Qingyan reacted strongly and pulled his arm towards himself. Jiang Xingyao lost his balance and fell on him.
Su Qingyan frowned and parted her red lips slightly, like a trapped person looking for water in the desert. She held his face and left a string of kisses. After finding his lips, she immediately kissed them deeply, trying hard to absorb the life-saving saliva. She also eagerly pulled his clothes, but her hands were shaking so much that she couldn't unbutton them.
It was a look of enthusiasm that Jiang Xingyao had never seen before.
Jiang Xingyao grabbed his hands that were wandering around on his body, raised them above his head, and stretched his body to reveal smooth muscle lines.
"It's uncomfortable..." After his hands were clamped, Su Qingyan raised his head unhappily and searched for the released lips again.
Jiang Xingyao bit his outstretched neck lightly, earning a nasal moan from Su Qingyan as he wished.
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