After Shen Yue sat down, someone asked the waiter to serve the dishes. It seemed that everyone was waiting for her, the heroine of tonight's dinner. Every time the waiter served a dish, she folded her hands and put them on her abdomen, and said the name of the dish with a smile. The name of the dish was very nice. The artistic conception, the Li family's palace cuisine, is also exquisitely prepared, but the quantity is small and the price is high.
Shen Yue had no time to pay attention to these, racking her brains to figure out how to deal with tonight's dinner perfectly. She knew Director Mao had something up his sleeve.
This old pervert will definitely have dirty thoughts tonight.
When the food and wine were served, the men and women in the private room exchanged glasses. At first, they were deliberately reserved. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, they gradually started to let go.
The men and women told all kinds of jokes, told dirty jokes without scruples, and laughed from time to time. Shen Yue forced a smile to listen, and had to deal with people who tried every means to force her to drink. Because Director Mao's smile concealed a hint, she had to drink. Although it was good, after enduring it like this, I started to feel dizzy and my stomach was churning.
"I'm going to the bathroom..." Shen Yue pretended to be uncomfortable and wanted to hide out for a while. Director Mao laughed evilly and pointed to a door in the private room.
It turns out that the private room has a bathroom.
Shen Yue groaned inwardly and stood up slowly. Director Mao next to her took the opportunity to support her pert and elastic buttocks. She felt a chill in her heart and quickly moved around the round table towards the bathroom.
It's so big, so round, and feels so nice.
The moment Director Mao touched Shen Yue's ass, his heart trembled with pleasure, and he sighed endlessly. All the men present looked sideways, unabashedly staring at Shen Yue's hot figure outlined by her tight T-shirt and jeans, and they couldn't believe it. The bird in the young man's crotch is about to stand up.
When Director Mao saw this, he coughed lightly. Several people looked away slightly embarrassed. Some people disagreed and asked Director Mao with a playful smile, "Old Mao, do you have such good products in your unit? Let me introduce one to my brother. Money is not an issue. It’s worth spending 1.8 million a year to raise such a superb creature!”
"Brother Qiao, say whatever you want. He is such a sweetheart. Let's go with him." Director Mao ignored him, avoided the topic, and asked him to find the woman, who was the one who invited him to dinner tonight. We are a medium-sized media company, and we know some of the most powerful people in the world.
Director Mao didn't want to offend this kind of local snake who was between black and white. He clinked glasses with him and said with a vague smile: "I try my best to think about brother Qiao's sexual well-being."
"That's interesting, Lao Mao, I'll wait for you to believe me." The man named Qiao went first as a sign of respect.
Director Mao drank it all in one gulp, and others applauded. Shen Yue heard the conversation clearly in the bathroom and outside, feeling a mixture of shame and anger.
Beast! Scum!
She gritted her teeth and cursed the man outside.
She kept scolding her, but her rationality suppressed her anger. The great opportunity to be transferred to the variety show channel to be the host of an entertainment program was so close that she could not miss it again.
Wanting to vomit but not vomiting, she washed her hands, fixed her messy hair, opened the door and walked out of the bathroom. If she couldn't escape, she would just bite the bullet and deal with it. I hope God wouldn't make it too difficult for her and it would be enough.
"Beauty, sit down quickly and drink again. Director Mao and all of us haven't had enough fun yet." When someone saw Shen Yue coming back, they immediately encouraged her to drink with a playful smile.
The meal continued amidst the sound of people urging people to drink.
Several men and women who understood Director Mao's intentions tried their best to add fuel to the flames.
When Shen Yue realized that she could no longer drink and had to leave, she was already drunk. She reluctantly stood up. She was so dizzy that she sat down again. Director Mao took the opportunity to get close to Shen Yue and put his arms around Shen Yue's neck.
"Don't touch me..." Shen Yue pushed away Director Mao's hand, but under the influence of alcohol, her whole body was weak. Director Mao secretly laughed, and the bird in his crotch stood up involuntarily.
The few men who were adding fuel to the flames and helping Director Mao felt that it was enough, so they shouted to leave. Others understood this and left their seats one after another, preparing to leave.
At this time, the private room door was pushed open.
The person who walked in was not a waiter or one of their own.
A few people who were about to walk out stared at the person who came. He looked like he was in his mid-twenties, with a tall and strong figure, and a cold temperament that gave people an invisible sense of oppression. He was very manly.
"Are you looking for someone?" someone asked.
"Yes, I'm looking for someone." The person who came had no expression on his face and raised the hand holding the cigarette, taking a long puff of smoke.
"Who are you looking for when you come in without knocking?" The man who asked the question looked at the incoming man's cold and arrogant expression, showing his dissatisfaction, and the inquiry turned into a menacing question.
"Old...old...husband..." Shen Yue, who was at the round table, broke free from Director Mao's pull and staggered away from her seat, with a drunken and charming look that was endearing.
husband!
The surprised eyes of the men and women in the private room darted between the visitor and Shen Yue. Perhaps they were too surprised, perhaps they were stimulated. Director Mao's chubby face twisted slightly as Shen Yue shouted.
The uninvited guest who broke into the private room was Yang Chen. He looked around at everyone and sneered: "Yes, I am here to find my woman, Shen Yue."
"Husband..." Shen Yue called Yang Chen again, just like the saying of speaking the truth after drinking, a drunk person is the most true. At this moment, Shen Yue showed all the grievances accumulated in her heart on her face, pursed her lips, Hyun Ran wanted to cry.
"Don't worry, no one will dare to bully you in the future." Yang Chen's handsome face showed a touch of tenderness, and he walked towards Shen Yue as he spoke.
"Shen Yue is unmarried, so there is no need for a husband. Besides, she will have to accompany the leader on errands for a while. Even her husband cannot affect her work or things in the station. Can you be responsible? Let me tell you, our station It's a national matter." The four-eyed man stood up and spoke righteous words to stop Yang Chen. He was arrogant and arrogant.
This sb probably regards all those who speak with foreign accents as low-level northern drifters, letting him bully, squeeze, and shout around, and he can't help but look at Yang Chen to see if he looks like a good person.
Business? Yang Chen smiled, with a cold smile. The four-eyed man in front of him forced the matter of a bird in his crotch to become a national matter. He was so shameless that he was astonished. A dog who does many evil things under false pretenses should be killed.
After thinking about it, he struck out as fast as lightning, grabbed a chopstick by the table, and smashed the four-eyed man's right spectacle lens with his backhand. The head of the chopstick continued unabated, and forcefully stabbed into the frightened eyeball, and penetrated deep into his skull.
After he struck, he didn't look at the other person, gently pushed the person away, and continued to walk towards Shen Yue. The four-eyed man covered his bleeding eyes with both hands, stumbled against the wall, and collapsed softly.
The others were stunned and horrified.
The drunk Director Mao froze in a cold war, and the hairs all over his body stood up. He wanted to run away, but it was too late. Yang Chen came to Shen Yue and grabbed the guy's neck.
"Do you know the consequences of bullying my woman?" Yang Chen pressed Director Mao's head on a vegetable plate and asked the bastard with murderous intent.
"I...I am...at an administrative level...Don't mess around..." Director Mao stammered as he spoke, his lower body filled with a stink, and the insides of his trouser legs were wet. Yes, I was so scared that I peed.
"Just in time, think of it as me today cleaning up the bad apples for the people and the country!" Yang Chen sneered. It was ridiculous for a petty official who was bigger than sesame seeds and mung beans to scare him. He picked up Director Mao's head, gathered strength, and pressed it down hard. , and so on repeatedly, bang bang bang... Director Mao's head smashed the dish and the table, causing the cups, plates, bowls and chopsticks on the table to tremble.
Several women in the private room were so frightened that they collapsed on the ground. A few men ran out and called the police. The remaining people moved to the door, which they thought was a safe zone, and continued to stare at Director Mao being tortured.
"Husband... don't..." Shen Yue was so shocked by the bloody scene that she woke up and hurriedly tried to dissuade Yang Chen. She was not afraid of losing her job and being implicated.
At this moment, the CCTV job was insignificant to her. What she cared about was Yang Chen, and she was afraid that Yang Chen would be completely lost in the hidden city of Beijing.
"It's okay, one more person is not enough." Yang Chen responded to Shen Yue indifferently, and continued to torment Director Mao. Shen Yue understood Yang Chen's character and would never give up on a decision halfway. She was at a loss and stupid, and didn't understand Yang Chen well. What does the saying "there are too many but not too many" in the morning mean?
In order to highlight the high quality, the table top of the round table in the private room is made of marble with good quality. Director Mao's head came into close contact with the table top again and again, and the results can be imagined.
The skull was shattered and brains were splattered.
Only then did Yang Chen let go, slowly picked up a clean napkin, and wiped his hands gracefully, as if killing someone was as insignificant as trampling on ants.
Some of the people watching at the door of the private room were scared to tears, and some stumbled away as if they had seen a ghost. Yang Chen glanced at the door, sneered and threw away the napkin he was using to wipe his hands, and said to Shen Yue: "The police will come in a moment, you see Just say whatever you want, and don’t hide anything for me.”
Shen Yue covered her face and burst into tears.
Blame her, blame her entirely. She was doing well in Xijing, but she insisted on coming to the capital to develop, which would bring down the man she loved most. She blamed herself and wanted to slap herself hard.
"Take care, I'm leaving first." Yang Chen hugged Shen Yue, kissed Shen Yue's forehead, and immediately started to leave.
"Husband, I'll go with you." Shen Yue grabbed Yang Chen and begged with choked sobs.
Yang Chen looked back, smiled warmly, and shook his head slowly: "You can't go with me, please cooperate with the police."
Shen Yue understood why Yang Chen didn't take her away. He didn't want her to have any stain on her body. He wanted to bear all the blame alone. Thinking of this, she burst into tears.
"Don't worry, nothing will happen to me. Take care of yourself while I'm away." Yang Chen took a deep look at Shen Yue who was overwhelmed with grief, steeled his heart, and walked away.
If you don't leave, you may run into the police.
He is not afraid of the police, but he is afraid of being forced to kill innocent people.
People who peeked into the private room screamed and fled when they saw Yang Chen coming out.
Yang Chen walked out of the restaurant calmly, stopped at the door, lit a cigarette, and took two puffs slowly. Listening to the closer and closer sirens, he smiled disapprovingly and walked into the thick night.
The police rushed into the private room and witnessed the bloody scene. They all gasped. Such a cruel killing method was rare and shuddering.
Technical investigators began to investigate the scene.
All relevant personnel were taken away and cooperated with the investigation.
Shen Yue followed Yang Chen's previous instructions and truthfully explained the ins and outs of the whole incident. The police breathed a sigh of relief. The person involved provided such detailed information, and the case could be solved soon. After pulling out Yang Chen's identity information, they were all dumbfounded. The murder suspect actually had a special identity. Arrests can only be made after reporting.
The police were busy all night, communicating with all parties, and were extremely busy.
