In the luxurious box of the "Emperor", Rong Beiming held a wine glass in one hand and a lit cigarette between the fingertips of the other hand.
The men and women around me were joking in high spirits, drinking, and playing small games of drinking.
There was no joy in his deep eyes that matched the atmosphere here, but a bit more desolation and loneliness.
"Boss, it's rare that I invite you out for a drink. Why..." Yunxiang picked up the wine glass and sipped it gently.
"What? You want to get me drunk?" Rong Beiming took a puff of cigarette gracefully, and gently exhaled a light mist from his mouth. Although the corners of his mouth were curved upward, there was no trace of a smile.
"When it comes to drinking, you really can't drink me."
Everyone laughed, and a man said jokingly: "That's great! Boss, we're waiting for you to knock Brother Xiang to the ground."
Yunxiang slapped him and said: "You brats, all of them are full of evil."
"Boss, Brother Xiang is too arrogant. Come, let us brothers be the referees!"
"Okay!" Everyone coaxed, and Rong Beiming was not disappointed. These people today were all in the army together and followed him after they retired. They said they were brothers, but they were also comrades-in-arms.
They are all hot-blooded men, and there will be no end to the quarrel.
Rong Beiming knew that Yunxiang wanted to prevent him from being troubled by his feelings, but sometimes, the heart-gnawing pain couldn't be relieved no matter what he did.
"Full!" He leaned over and put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
In the box, the light was soft, and the girls poured wine for them: "Master Rong, Master Yun, please..."
Yunxiang pinched the cheek of the girl next to him and said with a smile: "Guess who will win? If you guess it right, the tip will be doubled!"
"Of course Mr. Rong..."
"It must be Mr. Rong..."
"Do you only have Young Master Rong in your eyes?" Yun Xiang pretended to be displeased.
"If you see Young Master Rong and Young Master Yun, you will have to queue at the back." A girl said with a sweet smile, who dares to offend Young Master Rong here?
…
The girls were chirping, the men were cheering, and the atmosphere in the box became lively.
At this moment, the private room door was pushed open, and a man in black walked in, nodded to everyone, and walked straight to Rong Beiming: "Boss, I've caught you!"
"Do you admit it?" Rong Beiming asked calmly.
"admit!"
Rong Beiming picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said after a long pause: "Close it first!"
"Got it! Boss!"
The man in black left in a hurry. Yun Xiang turned to look at Rong Beiming and asked, "Why didn't you call the police?"
"Waiting for someone!"
Yunxiang was stunned for a moment, then asked: "Boss, you always don't take anyone with you. What if there is danger?"
"This is not his territory, he doesn't dare! Besides, am I still afraid of him?" Rong Beiming's eyes were firm and his tone was full of confidence.
"simply……"
"Yunxiang, this matter should be settled soon!"
"But..." Yun Xiang felt that this was the first time he had done something timidly, and he always felt not comfortable enough.
"Okay! Come on, have a drink!"
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On an autumn night, the sky was high and the dew was thick, and a crescent moon hung quietly on the horizon. The cold moonlight shrouded the earth, making it so dim, but the stars in the Milky Way became more and more brilliant.
Rong Beiming sat in the car and rubbed the bridge of his nose tiredly. His head hurt after he was teased to drink a few more drinks at the "Emperor".