As night falls, the lanterns are turned on, and the soft neon light illuminates Nanjing, known as the ancient city, giving this ancient city with a long history a touch of poetry and painting.
"The area of Yanyue in the Six Dynasties is a place where gold powder gathers."
This is how ancient literati described the Qinhuai River.
Nowadays, after the impact and corrosion of modernization, the ancient city of Nanjing has long lost its fame in the past, but a large number of tourists visit it every year, especially on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, when the Qinhuai River is crowded with flower boats and both sides of the river are overcrowded.
Although tomorrow night is only the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the flower boats on the Qinhuai River have already been prepared and are colorful. People walking with colored lanterns can be seen everywhere along the river, most of them young lovers.
The shouts of vendors, the sound of firecrackers, the sound of gongs and drums...
Everything makes this ancient city, which has been sleeping for a long time, seem lively and lively.
At seven o'clock in the evening, an Audi car with a Nanjing Municipal Party Committee license plate drove slowly to a well-known hotel not far from the Confucius Temple.
When the car stopped, a driver, about forty years old, got out of the car immediately and opened the back door of the car. He did so in one go and looked extremely respectful.
The car door opened, and a well-dressed and distinguished-looking man stepped out of the car.
"Director Li." As soon as the man got out of the car, a middle-aged man with a big belly came up to him with a smile on his face.
The man's name is Wan Tonghai, and he is one of the well-known giants in Nanjing's catering industry. In addition to this very high-end hotel, there are many hotels in Nanjing and even Jiangsu. He is a truly successful person.
With Wan Tonghai's status, there are only a handful of people in Nanjing and even Jiangsu who can let him wait at the door of the hotel.
And the young man in front of me is one of those few people.
"Is Lin Donglai here?" Facing Wan Tonghai with a flattering smile on his face, Director Li, who was called Director Li, just gave Wan Tonghai a faint look. His attitude and enthusiasm were beyond compare. On the contrary, he was invisibly giving people
A feeling of superiority.
"Master Lin hasn't arrived yet."
Wan Tonghai doesn't feel ashamed for having a hot face but a cold butt. After all, he knows very well that although the young man in front of him is only at the deputy department level, with the power behind the young man and the advantage of youth, where can he get into in the future?
, no one can say for sure, but it should not be difficult at the provincial and ministerial levels.
Hearing what Wan Tonghai said, the man named Li Sen frowned instantly, and a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes.
Seeing this scene, Wan Tong knew it and didn't speak.
Although he wanted to please Li Sen in front of him, he also knew that Lin Donglai, the godfather of the Nanjing underworld, was not someone he could provoke.
"Here we come, Mr. Lin is here." Just when the atmosphere became a little strange, a Bentley car drove up from a distance.
The car quickly arrived at the door of the hotel. After it stopped, a young man wearing an Armani suit took the initiative to get out of the car without waiting for the bodyguard to open the door. He greeted Li Sen with an apologetic face and said: "Brother Li, I'm really sorry, it's so busy on the road.
It’s blocked.”
"You should be lucky to have arrived before Mr. Chen came here." Li Sen gave Lin Donglai a cold look.
Mr. Chen...
Hearing these two words, Lin Donglai, the underground godfather of Nanjing, had his eyelids twitching wildly. He did not dare to say anything, but his eyes shone with excitement that could not be concealed.
"Director Li, Mr. Lin, the best box has been reserved for you. Do you want to go up now?" Although Wan Tonghai was curious about who Mr. Chen in Li Sen's mouth was, he wisely did not ask any more questions.
This time, before Li Sen could speak, Lin Donglai shook his head and said, "We are still waiting for an important guest. Please make arrangements and make sure nothing goes wrong."
"Understood...understood." Wan Tonghai nodded quickly and then left knowingly.
About ten minutes later, an Audi A6 with a Suzhou Municipal Party Committee license plate arrived at the door of the hotel. After the car stopped, Li Sen and Lin Donglai greeted it immediately.
Different from before, at this moment, in addition to Lin Donglai, even Li Sen had a flattering smile on his face, and even acted as the driver, opening the rear door of the Audi A6.
The car door opened, and Chen Fei, dressed in formal attire, walked out expressionlessly.
"Master Chen."
Lin Donglai and Li Sen bent over to say hello.
Chen Fei raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at Lin Donglai, and then asked Li Sen: "Did you ask him to come?"
As soon as Chen Fei said these words, Lin Donglai and Li Sen's expressions changed wildly!
Because... they heard dissatisfaction from Chen Fei's tone!
"Mr. Chen, Dong Lai has admired you for a long time. This time I heard that you were coming to Nanjing, and I cried and begged to see you, so I..." After all, Li Sen is an old man who has been involved in official circles, and he was born in the Li family of Nanjing.
, the quality of his heart was extraordinary, and he calmed down in a moment.
Although Li Sen helped Lin Donglai explain, Lin Donglai still seemed a little nervous, and his heart was directly in his throat.
This is not because his psychological quality is not strong enough.
On the contrary, as the underground godfather of Nanjing, he was able to achieve his current status not only by marrying an awesome wife, but also by his not-so-stupid head and ruthless work style.
For such a heroic figure, his psychological quality is naturally not bad.
The reason why he was nervous was because he knew whether Chen Fei accepted him would be the most important turning point in his life.
Chen Fei.
The eldest son of the Chen family!
The leader of the fourth generation of the Chen family!
Such an identity is enough to make Lin Donglai kneel and hug his thigh.
Once he is embraced, he will soar into the sky and will no longer be limited to Nanjing, which is neither a big nor a small circle...
"Lin Donglai, right?"
Chen Fei spoke with a calm tone that made it impossible to understand what he was thinking.
Lin Donglai nodded nervously.
"I heard that you are quite famous in Nanjing." Chen Fei suddenly smiled, a bit gloomily.
"Chen Shaomi praised me." Lin Donglai took a deep breath and said: "If Chen Shao doesn't dislike it, Donglai is willing to be Chen Shao's dog."
"Being a dog?" Chen Fei sneered: "People who want to be my dogs can fill the entire Qinhuai River. Do you have the qualifications?"
Lin Donglai's expression changed, and finally he gritted his teeth and said, "Donglai can prove it to Mr. Chen."
"I never keep a black dog around me." Chen Fei shook his head, and then the corner of his mouth curved with pride: "But I don't mind raising a black and white dog."
"Thank you, Mr. Chen."
Lin Donglai was shocked and bowed ninety degrees.
Chen Fei patted Lin Donglai's head gently and walked to the hotel first, followed closely by Li Sen. Lin Donglai, who was full of excitement, walked at the back.
…
At the same time, in a private room of a long-standing teahouse by the Qinhuai River.
A woman with good temperament, appearance and figure was sitting by the window, holding a cup of freshly brewed Dahongpao in her hand. After taking a sip with an elegant posture, she put it down gently and looked sideways at the bright lights.
Qinhuai River, I don’t know what I’m thinking about.
Crunch!
Suddenly, the wooden box door was pushed open, and a woman wearing a mink coat appeared at the door of the box.
"Sister Lin."
Seeing the woman wearing a mink coat appear, the woman in the box stood up and showed a faint smile.
"Xiao Lin, why did you choose this place?"
The woman walked into the box and took off her coat. She was only wearing a tight black sweater underneath. The sweater was bulging out from the terrifying murder weapon. The black leather skirt on her lower body was not too long and tightly wrapped around her round and round figure with obvious curvature.
The buttocks are eye-catching, and the two beautiful legs under the leather skirt are wrapped in a pair of cotton black stockings. People cannot see the beautiful legs at a glance, but they arouse people's imagination.
As the saying goes, whether a woman is beautiful or not does not depend on whether she attracts many men's attention, but whether she makes other women jealous.
A woman who can make other women jealous is truly beautiful.
The woman who walked through the door was undoubtedly this kind of woman.
Her appearance and figure can only be considered average, but she exudes the unique charm of a young woman, like a ripe peach, which has a fatal attraction for men, especially men who know how to appreciate her.
In comparison, although the woman she calls Xiaolin is slightly better in terms of appearance, figure, and age, she loses too many points in terms of temperament, and she loses slightly in overall points.
"It's lively here." Xiaolin said with a smile.
"You can choose a lively place for tea, you can guess it." The charming woman couldn't laugh or cry.
"Sister Lin, it's not my fault. If you hadn't come here today, I would have chosen Bar 1912. Li Ying has never been fond of tea and has always liked wine, especially spirits." Xiao Lin said plausibly.
Li Ying.
Hearing these two words, the charming woman raised her eyebrows slightly and asked with a solemn expression: "Have you called her? Is she coming?"
"I called, and she said she was on the highway and would be here around nine o'clock." Xiaolin put away her playful expression and said in a deep voice.
Hearing what Xiaolin said, the charming woman secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
…
The night is like water, and the bright moonlight pours down from the sky, like an endless silver waterfall.
A VIP-colored BMW 730 drove quickly and smoothly on the highway. Chen Fan was in charge of driving, while Li Ying was sitting in the passenger seat.
Perhaps because Chen Fan promised her to return to Nanjing, she seemed very excited from the moment she left the villa in Donghai Ziyuan, and she kept singing along the way.
As a former diva, it goes without saying that Li Ying's voice is as smooth and melodious as the sound of Tianzhu. Chen Fan was delighted. He even joked: "If your fans know that you are holding a concert for me alone,
, I guess they will be so jealous that they can’t sleep.”
"If you are willing, I can hold a solo concert for you anytime, anywhere." Li Ying, who was praised by Chen Fan for the first time, smiled very charmingly.
"By the way, was it your family who called just now? Did they urge you? If they did, I'll drive faster." Chen Fan couldn't help but ask, remembering Li Ying's call just now.
"No need to speed up, the call just now was not made by my family, but by a best friend." Li Ying shook her head, then lowered her head, blushed, bit her lip, and said softly: "Actually... I told my family that the call will be made tomorrow.
Going back..."
Going back tomorrow?
Chen Fan was startled, and then he immediately understood something. He turned around and saw Li Ying blinking her big watery eyes, looking at him with a blush on her face, and a look of spring on her face.
